Bracer and Clip with Ring
Chapter 7: Daemon Sisters
Daten City High
"Okay, remind me Clip… HOW MANY OF THESE DAMN THINGS HAVE WE BLOWN UP!?"
Bracer extracted Excalibur from yet another one of the Ghost soldiers he and Clip had been fighting along with Panty and Stocking for who knows how long by this time, and Clip jumped back as he blasted another.
"I lost count… and not a single Heaven from any of them… geez, what's a guy gotta do to get paid around here?" Clip scoffed and twirled his guns, and Bracer let out a breath, his eyes flickering red for a moment.
"Zap!" Zappy flitted over with the call, and Bracer shrugged the bird thing off of his shoulder.
"Not in the mood Zappy… gagh… how many more are there anyway?" Bracer leaned on one of the lockers, running a hand through his hair as he did.
"No idea… man, this I shaping up to be nearly as messed up as the damned mess with that nose picking Ghost!" Clip blasted a few more of the Ghosts, not even a smidge of a Haven Coin dropping with them either. "COME FUCKIN' ON THERE'S GOTTA BE SOMETHING!"
"Gagh… I can bet the girls are having as much luck as us today. Dammit where the shit are these things coming from?" Bracer reverted his sword, stretching his arms.
"No idea but I swear when I do…" Clip stopped and shot another Ghost's face right off, "I'm gonna fucking blow it to high hell!"
"You're telling me. Man, the janitor's gonna have a fun time cleaning this mess up eh?" Bracer chuckled, then turning and tugging his wrappings a bit, even pulling his sleeve down to hide the slight glow that was showing through. "That's not a good sign if anything…"
"You're telling me… the four of us trashed this place…" Clip looked over the mess of Ghost goop and scattered pieces all over the place.
"Yeah… okay well let's just ditch and come back in the morning… my arm is still itching so something is going on." Bracer muttered, rubbing his bandages, Clip nodding.
"Yeah that would be better. At least then we could rest up for it all." Clip agreed, and then the sound of yelling, gun shots, and generally things just breaking could be heard. "Well, guess the girls found something…"
"Let's just let them deal with it…" Bracer handwaved, then whistling, "Yo, Zappy! We're blowing this joint for tonight, let's go!"
"Zappy!"
Zappy flitted over to Bracer's shoulder, the angel patting his head.
"Alright, let's split."
The next day
"Okay what the shit?" Bracer rolled down the drivers side window of Tank Top, raising a brow at seeing every student moving rank and file… and furthermore wearing full out uniforms as opposed to the stylized ones worn by the brothers and the Anarchy siblings (which were really just a fashion statement really).
"Is… is everyone wearing proper uniforms and shit? What the hell did we miss when we took all that time off?!" Clip yelled, stepping out of the car.
"We were gone for a couple weeks because of business… so yeah, something happened. Let's find the girls, they're probably just as confused as we are." Bracer got out, spinning his keys on his finger, the two moving along until they ran into the Anarchy sisters… who for lack of better phrases looked like crap.
"Man where the hell did you two go huh? We were busting our asses chasing a Ghost and whatnot." Panty muttered, folding her arms.
"We ditched after clearing the school out. We're gonna keep looking around after classes end and all. Still, I'm getting this irking feeling… and it's not because of a Ghost either…" Bracer murmured, putting his arms behind his head as they kept along the path.
"I'm still butt tired cause it's already morning…" Stocking grumbled.
"What the heck kind Ghost were you two chasing?!" Clip murmured, a little surprised.
"Hey so why aren't you guys wearing uniforms?"
"You must always wear proper attire."
"Say what now?" Barcer muttered, looking at the students who'd approached them, "Last time I checked the school didn't have an exact dress code…"
"'Proper attire'? We fucking at prom or something?" Panty muttered, tilting her head with an annoyed look.
"Dude it's not our rule. The new school queens told us to start wearing uniforms." The first of the duo of students stated.
"What? We're the school queens dick!" Panty snapped.
"Yeah not anymore babe." The second student added.
"Okay seriously what the shit is going on here?" Bracer sighed, fiddling with the clasps on his arm.
"If you're planning to live past today than you four should probably go home and change clothes."
With that, the two students left, leaving the four befuddled angels to their own devices.
"Maybe this is some sorta bad prank. Y'know how desperate they are for our attention." Stocking mumbled.
"Yeah but nobody in this damn school is THAT desperate… well to be honest I wouldn't put it past the cheer team…" Bracer commented, then Panty whistled, Brief appearing near instantly, and it seems he was following the example of the angels because he remained in his usual getup.
"Geek Boy, what's the deal?" Panty more or less demanded.
"Uh, whatever do you mean?" Brief asked.
Later
"Sounds like these Daemon sisters are a real piece of work. All their Nazi morality rules and terrorist rules make me wanna gag." Stocking commented once Brief finished giving the spill.
"Well at least the school has some type of order… granted there is a line to be drawn here…" Clip added.
"Yeah man, this is more uptight then when I was with the Daemon Hunters… granted we operated more like a mercenary group than an actual military unit so what the fuck am I talking about eh?" Bracer gave a handwave to that.
"WHAT?! Stop the car!" Panty yelped, "What kinda morals are you talking about here?! Like can't text in class or like we can't give blowjobs or hardcore finger bang each other under the lunch table anymore?! What the hell kinda fucking school is this?!"
"Of course your only concern is sex…" Bracer sighed.
And, if one looked off a short ways in the now empty yard, an absurdly long limo came screeching to a halt, and when the door flew open, a red carpet followed it… a red carpet that then slammed Brief in the back and sent the poor boy flying as a result, so out of nowhere nobody really had time to react to how the carpet was seemingly aiming for Brief as it rolled out.
"EVERYONE FREAK OUT! THE DAEMON SISTERS ARE HERE!"
"SHIT! IT'S SCANTY!"
"DON'T FORGET ABOUT KNEESOCKS!"
"What the fuck is going on now?" Bracer jumped up to a higher perch as basically every male student around lined up at the red carpet and then to the open limousine door.
"HAIL TO MISS SCANTY, AND ALSO, TO MISS KNEESOCKS!"
The two the students were referring two were two girls who's appearance let off of being around seventeen or such, the air around them intensely sophisticated to boot, and for some odd reason (one that made Bracer double take for a second) their skin bore a red hue to it, and both sisters bore sharp, gleaming golden eyes.
The one named Scanty, the older looking of the pair, had long, vibrant green colored hair (not the weirdest hair color out there when compared to Bracer and Clip), and bore the girls version of the uniform the students were stuck in, though unlike her sister her shapely legs were bare to the world no thanks to the miniskirt, and, protruding from her hair were two small, but noticeable, horns.
The second of them, Kneesocks, looked younger and more intellectual no thanks to her thin glasses, and true to her name she wore a pair of stark white knee socks with her uniform. And contrasting with her sister, Kneesocks' head was topped with neon blue hair tied into a near absurdly long pony tail, and one single horn topped her head.
"Oh my heavens! Kneesocks is it just me or do you also sense a musky irregularity in the air?" Scanty inquired, Kneesocks adjusting her glasses.
"Indeed sister. It appears we have two unregistered girls with us at school today." Kneesocks answered, and her sister sniffed in the air before pinching her nose.
"Well they certainly have horrible taste in perfume! Why would anyone wear that fragrance?" Scanty muttered.
"Smells ammonia based, like cat urine." Kneesocks murmured, her sister laughing.
"Ahahah! Oh how silly of us! I think they simply forgot to wipe!" Scanty chuckled.
"Oh you have got to be fucking with me…" Bracer muttered, pulling down his sleeve again as his demonic arm began acting up once more, the glow of it clearly being seen through the bandages, and generally ignoring the fact that the Daemon sisters were standing on a pyramid of students, "Just HAD to be demons didn't it?"
"Bitch!" Panty snapped, the Daemon sisters bearing amused smiles.
"We hear you've been bossing around our slaves!" Stocking snapped.
"You can't come in here and take over our school that's bullshit!" Panty yelled, the Daemon sisters looking outright taken aback by the vulgarity Panty spoke with.
"Did that weasel just lay a threat upon us?!" Kneesocks snapped angrily.
"I think they might be hoodlums." Scanty pretended to whisper that, of course though it was all mocking.
"Hoodlums? What's that?" Panty muttered.
"They're trying to say we're ghetto which is a crunk'a shit! They're the ones who are fuckin' up the school with their so called rules!" Stocking snapped.
"Hell yeah! We have the right to party!" Panty added.
"Oh man this is not gonna end well… Bracer?" Clip turned, and he blinked to see that his brother looked outright pissed, his eyes glaring red as he clutched his right forearm, "Ah shit…"
"Try to keep up ninnywits!" Kneesocks wagged a finger in the faces of the angels, her volume escalating by the second, "This is a lesson on how the moral climate in this academy has plunged drastically! You call it freedom but it's a perverse anarchy! The only way to return this pathetic school to the standards in which is fully capable is simple: We rule it! Give students a new sense of respect through rrrrules! Wearing uniforms keeps them focused on scholarships! We as leaders bestow upon them a new sense of self worth!"
"I adore the sound of it coming from your mouth!" Scanty was outright glowing, and Kneesocks was atop a stack of students with more making pillars out of themselves in a fan shape, somehow not toppling over.
"Rrrrules keep behavior in check! Suppression keeps thoughts in check! And physical training keeps them from looking like fat enchiladas! These things bring about perfection and beauty! Yes! Yes!" Kneesocks' face simply got a brighter shade of red the longer she kept this up, and Scanty looked simply amused.
"Calm down dear your face is terrifically red at the moment." Scanty commented.
"Hmm? Oh goodness how embarrassing! I'm too fragile, I blush easily." Kneescoks chuckled, and Clip just looked astounded.
"But wait, your faces are both red all the time." Brief commented.
"Okay these two are nuts, and my dad is the fucking Archangel in charge of the goddamn heavenly army, and that guy is pretty crazy…" Clip muttered.
"Don't explain the joke Clip. We get the point." Bracer muttered, flexing his right wrist, letting out a sigh, "By the way, the angels here stopped listening like halfway through."
Bracer jabbed a thumb at Panty and Stocking, the two snoozing on a bench they'd pulled up from somewhere, and Daemon sisters' jaws dropped to see that they'd been so thoroughly ignored.
"Oh no they don't mean anything by it they must have just stayed up all night last night!" Brief tried to cover in, and Bracer rolled his eyes.
"Today just got a helluva lot more interesting…" Bracer muttered.
Lunch room
Bracer was sitting at the table with his hood raised up, fiddling around on his phone as he more or less drowned everything else out, while in the meantime Clip, Panty, and Stocking complained about the new lunchfood… which Brief summed up as being "healthy sludge".
"I frickin swear this shit is even worse than the food the academy served back in Heaven…" Clip picked the "soup" in front of him, Panty and Stocking voicing their own complaints before dozing off again, "Yeah their toast…"
"No! We can't quit until we give them an asskicking they won't ever never forget!" Panty yelled woozily, and cue the red carpet rolling in to slam Brief again.
"You rhymed!" Brief yelped as the was sent flying yet again only to crash into something, the resident angels looking annoyed at the sign of arrival.
"Fuck! Bet they're here!" Panty growled.
"Great… please kill me." Stocking grumbled.
"This day just got even worse." Clip grumbled.
"Well look what we have here, it's the toilet sisters." Scanty chuckled as she and her sister waltzed by.
"You troglodytes might want to be cautious of over saucing, you don't want your bellies to turn to jelly do you?" Kneesocks added as she and Scanty sat down.
"Ugly and fat are no longer tolerated at this school. It's part of the new rrrules you see?" Scanty added, and while this was going on Bracer had lowered his hood, and his leg was bouncing to boot, an obvious sign of annoyance for him.
"Allow me to recommend some calorie control, look at us! It's how we've managed to keep our figures perfectly extraordinary!" Kneesocks chuckled, she and her sister batting her eyes.
"Oh wow these two are just full of themselves aren't they?" Clip muttered, "Bracer? You… okay?"
"Clip… there's probably gonna be a devil waking up today…" Bracer grumbled, the Daemon sisters going off just to annoy Panty and Stocking, "And when it does… I can't guarantee much…"
"What do you… oh…" Clip fell silent the moment Bracer pulled back his sleeve for a moment.
"Uncle Azrael said the seal could only hold for so long as I got stronger… or say, I dunno, came into contact with demons other than ghosts… damn, I thought I had a bit more time before I had to do that…" Bracer tapped his left hand's fingers on the table.
And while Bracer was repressing something inside himself, Panty was growing ever angrier as the Daemon sisters continued to rattle on, gripping Chuck so hard she made him burst, Brief freaking out and failing to pacify the angel. And just as Panty was about to snap, Stocking was the one to break first, flipping the table as she screamed, Bracer and Clip jumping back to avoid the barrage of food stuff and the table itself… though Bracer cut that in half on instinct more or less, Brief ducking as the halves sailed by him.
"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU CALLING FLESHY!?" Stocking snapped, "I GAVE UP FAT LIKE TEN GHOSTS AGO! And what in Christ's name is wrong with being an angel?! Oh like you're so much better than us?! 'Hi our daddies the mayor we're full of SHIT!'"
"Yeah what she said!" Panty added, and Clip just sighed. "If you wanna rule the school then let's do this shit right!"
"Things just went from bad to worse didn't they?" Clip sighed.
"And they're gonna keep getting worse at this rate…" Bracer placed Excalibur across his shoulders, running a hand through his hair, Clip nodding in agreement.
"Oh, you're still there." Kneesocks spoke as if she hadn't even noticed the tirade, "Well that certainly explains the smell."
"Hold on, what were your names again? Putty and Cellulite, right?" Scanty murmured.
"I'm gonna rearrange your face!" Panty snapped.
"Your vociferous ramblings are becoming incoherent." Scanty commented, the use of the fancier English making Panty and Stocking stop as they tried to process it.
"You are so about to lose some short and curlies!" Panty snapped.
"Explain the purpose of this embroilment please." Scanty stated.
"Uh… what?" Stocking muttered, still confused.
"What are the parameters?" Kneesocks inquired.
"Pa… what?" Panty muttered.
"We see you want a fight but for what?" Scanty asked, shrugging.
"To decide the schools leaders perhaps?" Kneesocks added.
"Oh here we go…" Bracer reverted his weapon, still rubbing his right arm as it began irritating him, a certain part of him now screaming to be let out for good this time.
"In that case…" Scanty and Kneesocks stood, their lackeys rising up, "This won't take too long."
"That's right!" The students shouted, and Clip slowly backed away, not wanting to get in the middle of the incoming storm.
"Are you having second thoughts?" Scanty asked while Breif freaked out… and when a "VS.!" sign appeared between the two groups of sisters, Kneesocks tossed it aside without so much as a thought.
"Hmph! Shall we commence?" Kneesocks spoke, and thus the madness began, "We'll permit the first challenge to be your decision."
"Let's see…" Panty murmured.
"Manners perhaps?" Both Daemon sisters suggested, though that received a "Boo!", "Beauty?", and another "Boo!", "Gracefulness?"
"BOO!"
"Physical proportion?"
"BOO!"
"Status?"
"BOO!"
"Education?!"
"BOO!"
"Eyesight!?"
"BOO!"
"Audibility?!"
"BOO!"
"Talk about rapid fire… and geez these two have them beat in all those categories…" Clip murmured from his spot behind some brush, and Bracer scoffed as the Daemon sisters towered over the Anarchy sisters.
"It seems unfair though, we're already superior in everything so how are they going to challenge us?" Scanty hummed, chuckling, "What do angels do, save lives and blow horns? How cute."
"I have an inkling blowing is the tawdry one's specialty!" Kneesocks snickered.
"BITCH! Don't you judge my blowjob skills! So you know I was rated 69 on !" Panty snapped, Stocking waving her down.
"Stop you're making it worse!" Stocking muttered.
"Hagh… this is just getting worse by the second." Bracer rolled his eyes as things escalated up to Panty and Stocking getting dropped down a sudden trap doors, and then the Daemon sisters turned their attention to Bracer and Clip, the latter of the brothers giving what could only be described as a deadpan stare of annoyance.
"Huh, would you look at this one sister? Obviously there must be something wrong with his health, that ghostly white hair and red eyes certainly tells of something." Scanty scoffed, and Bracer gave his own scoff in reply.
"Tch… for the record I'm albino so suck it. Second, insulting me isn't gonna get you two anywhere capische? I'm just curious about what a pair a' devils like you two are doing here on the surface." Bracer shrugged, casually sliding his hands into his pockets, "Especially in a shit hole like Daten City… honesty if I were you guys I'd have gone to Dakuma City instead, a much nicer place than this cesspool."
"What?! How would he…" Kneesocks gasped, Bracer smirking.
"Bracer Justice, former member of the Demon Hunter's guild, at your service." Bracer took a mock bow, "And, an angel turned Nephilim, just to make it clear."
"Justice… I've heard that name before…" Scanty muttered.
"That would be the name of the boys many of female student body speak of like lovestruck fools… never thought they were talking about some angel degenerate like this." Kneesocks answered, Bracer laughing at the insult whole Clip was steaming angry.
"Hahaha! Insults won't do too well against me by the way. So, what's the ploy here huh? Covering up some big operation under this school? Devils and demons typically like shady activities if they aren't busy shoving an ever tighter stick up their asses. Seriously, who'd have thought Heaven would be a helluva lot more liberal than Hell eh?" Bracer chuckled, the Daemon sisters yelling in shock and obviously offended.
"Wow, Bracer does take after Uncle Azrael in terms of being a cocky punk… he's just not as hammy and calmer…" Clip commented, Bracer flexing his right hand in that usual tic he showed now.
After some silence from the Daemons, and basically everyone in the lunchroom, Scanty growled.
"Such a mouth on this one! Our time has already been pilfered enough! Leave!" Scanty growled, and Bracer simply hummed.
"Hmm? Oh did I hit a nerve with you guys? Hehehhee, sorry, didn't know that was such a sensitive topic for you two. My bad." Bracer's sarcasm was so obvious it was practically dripping off of his tongue, and then Scanty snapped her fingers, Bracer not even missing a beat and using Excalibur to brake to a halt, then launching back up with the sword in hand, landing lightly on the main floor and placing the blade on his shoulders, and the sisters' looked astounded.
"Sister, did you just feel that?" Kneesocks murmured, wiping off her glasses just in case.
"Yes… I… I felt a surge of demonic power just now." Scanty muttered.
"Yeah there's a reason for that, which is hard to explain… if it even has one." Bracer reverted Excalibur and slipped the item back onto his right arm, flexing the hand's fingers, "You two aren't much for sarcasm aren't ya?"
"Bracer are you trying to make things worse?!" Clip snapped.
"Things are already bad, can't really get much worse than they are now if you ask me." Bracer quipped.
"Well I mean not that I don't agree with you but still! Granted trying to dump you into a shit hole and other stuff was crossing one line, but holy hell they've crossed way to many here now! Everything they forced on everyone here is complete and utter bull shit to boot! Dumping the rejects down an almost literal shit pipe is the last straw though! Seriously those are some fucked up standards! Not even the standards we have in Heaven aren't that bad and lemme tell ya', up on high can be kinda strict when the Vanguard wants to be if Big G ain't giving a word!" Clip let out all the pent of stuff he wanted to say, and Bracer chuckled in amusement as it dawned on the younger brother what had just happened, "And I just said all of that out loud didn't I?"
"Yeah bro, you kinda did." Bracer pat his brother on the back.
"Oh… wait… SHIT!" As Clip began panicking, Scanty snapped her fingers, another trap door opening beneath Clip, "Forget I said that…" and then he started falling… "I TAKE IT BAAACK!"
"Well now that is cruel… tch… can't let him end up down there by himself now can I? Well, nice meeting you two, not gonna be pleasant next time we meet though!" Bracer made a mock salute before stepping down the open trap door, the Daemon sisters staring as it closed.
"What just happened?" The Daemon sister's muttered.
To be continued...
A/N
Well, this would have been WAY longer… but I decided to chop this chapter into two for reasons… that, and keeping this fics main pacing style. But, up next, fight between the Daemons and Angels as well as Bracer going all out again! Now in regards to pairings in terms of Bracer… well… let's just say I have something planned down the line… not gonna spoil it.