Anarchy Lifestyle: How We Got There (Part Two: The Premature Surrender)

Stocking took a deep breath. Not to brace herself before eating a rare dish that took weeks, but something involuntary out of nowhere. This made her jump a bit. Something like happened only one other time, and that was before the whole end of the world thing that she had a hand in.

Was it about again? And so soon?

Stocking looked around the room. Today was a lazy day at the church. Panty reading a magazine on the couch, Garterbelt writing his next sermon, Chuck trying to eat the wall, and Brief fiddling around with his plasma pack. Everyone was doing their own thing, and yet none of them looked to be worried about anything. This only made Stocking even more on the edge. There haven't been any ghost attacks since that giant one a couple days ago. Were the demon sisters and their father already moving forward?

"Stocking." Panty said. "What do you think about a blouse that reflects the weather? That would be fashionable all year long."

"Yeah, sure." Stocking quickly replied without really thinking about it.

"Hmm." Panty mumbled before going back into her magazine. Stocking continued to eat her cake at a slow pace worrying about what's to come.

And it came to her via a knock at the main door. Garterbelt grumbled as he got up and got the door. He screamed out loud something before being cut off. The other people in the room turn their heads towards the doorway and then immediately getting up to fight with weapons drawn.

"Calm yourself." The uninvited guest said. "We've come here to make a peace treaty between the angels and devils."

In walked the demon twins, confident as ever. Scanty was carrying around something large covered by a cloth in both hands. Kneesocks carried a vanilla folder stuffed with papers. Despite them intruding on holy ground and having multiple weapons pointed at them, they seem to be in fair control of the situation. They strolled over and sat down on the empty couch. Kneesocks cleared her throat.

"Don't worry about your priest." She stated. "He's simply asleep. Probably dreaming about little boys." Scanty giggled. Brief didn't. Kneesocks looked at the two angels. "Please. If we wanted to fight, we would brought a tank and smashed down the walls and blow you back into heaven…free of charge of course." Kneesocks opened her folder and pulled out some documents. "As I just said, we've come here to make peace. We can negotiate a fair deal for all of us."

"Yeah." Panty started. "Sure. I can almost hear the tank…" Brief took this as a sign to go and check on Garterbelt and look outside. Neither demon sisters tried to stop him.

"True." Scanty said. "We could have the tank wait for you to get into a certain spot to take all of you out with one shot…but there's a small problem." She tapped on the cloth-covered object, making a metallic sound. "We have a important thing that can't afford to be harmed in any way."

"I'M NOT A THING!" Screamed the 'important thing' from inside the cloth. "NOW UNCOVER ME!"

Scanty removed the cloth with one hand. A birdcage. With Corset's head inside, tied to a machine keeping him alive.

"ANGEL WHORES!" He screamed. "I CAN'T FEEL ANYTHING! NO PAIN! NO PLEASURE!" As she started to make more noise, Scanty reached into the cage and lifted up a bondage ball-gag to cover his mouth. Corset continued to scream out muffled curses before finally getting the hint and keeping quiet.

"During your adventure to restore Panty, you destroyed our father…again." Kneesocks sighed as she cleaned her glasses with a part of her suit. "But this time with more permanent effects. The next mayor election isn't for another decade, and as Mayor Corset is still alive, it's our job to ensure he continues his job regardless of condition." Kneesocks then coughed before continuing. "We're currently growing him a new body in the labs, but it will take some time. As per the mayor's interest, we've come to ensure his future."

"Hey." Panty dropped her weapons. "So you're surrendering to us! You're worried that we might kick your asses again!"

"Silence." Scanty hissed before continuing in a normal tone of voice. "We've come to a conclusion that...not…everyone wants to follow our rrrules." Panty shook her head at this. "So we decided to split Daten City in half. A Perfect Divide between law and chaos."

"Ah!" And with that statement, Panty turned her weapons back to normal and lay back on the couch. "I'm listening. Go ahead."

"Dumbass." Stocking groaned. "You might as well shoot yourself."

"You may have noticed…" Kneesocks raised her feet onto the table. "But I'm not wearing any sort of socks." Indeed, her legs were bare, and you could clearly see her foot going into her shoes. "But Scanty does have her underwear on, just to be proper. Between the three of you, we don't stand a chance." She motioned over to a chair in the room. "Please, Miss Stocking. Sit down and let's talk."

Stocking took a minute, but eventually did so, but kept her swords ready at her side. As much as she wanted to finish her cake and coffee, she left it to keep a eye on the two sisters. After all, Corset's head could be a bomb in disguise.

"All right, the meeting has started." Kneesocks declared as she looked at a paper. "Due to recent events, the mayor of Daten City has fallen ill."

"Yeah!" Panty shot out. "Ill of neck!" Corset tried to chew off his ball-gag, but stopped when Chuck started to eye him. Scanty coughed with a mean expression.

"Anyway." Kneesocks picked up. "The recent events have proved that the mayor's goals of enacting new rrrrules to create a better city aren't right for every citizen." Before Panty could get out a riff, Kneesocks sent a glare in her direction. For someone without a way to harm Panty, it sure kept her quiet. "So we're preparing to split the city in halves. North Daten and South Daten. One side will become the mayor's side where the citizens that believe in the rrrrules will live. The other will continue with their sinful lives as normal, but under new management."

"I believe they're saying we're going to leaders!" Panty deflected over to Stocking.

"Goody." Stocking mustered up enough enthusiasm. "Maybe I could lower the taxes on sweets."

"Oh, Miss Stocking." Kneesocks shook her head. "This hostility will get you nowhere. Our intentions are honest and we really do mean what we're saying." She threw up her hands. "What can I do to prove that?"

"You sound like a used-car salesman." Stocking said through gritted teeth.

"I'm trying not to do." Kneesocks sounded as sincere as possible.

Stocking went silent. She had started to ignore Kneesocks. The demon sighed; she had hoped to get Stocking's favor during the negotiations. At least she had the ability to rationalize a situation and at least try to be neutral. Perhaps her becoming of a demon and going back to a angel made her a bit bitter. Never the less, Kneesocks continued with the proposal.

"The production of ghosts has slowed down considerably." She restarted with. "However, as the original plan of getting the ultimate one has failed, there's little need for ghosts now, other than to keep the people in line. Now this has angered some current-existing ghosts, so you might need to deal with them…"

"Wait wait wait." Panty waved her hands around. "There are less ghosts? Meaning…less ghost coins?"

"Oh, that's right!" Scanty slapped the side of her head. "Your end goal is to kill enough ghosts to enter heaven again." Her tail twirled, much a like a dog who sees a treat in front of him. "So you need us to make enough ghosts for to afford the bus."

"I knew it." Stocking sneered as she got up. "I knew it. You came here with a proposal for peace, but you want us to beg!"

"We're doing this for the best of all sides." Kneesocks raised the tone of her voice into something a bit harsher. "We need to restore order, and you need ghosts to escape this city. Take us down for good, and there will be no more ghosts for you to fight, and you'll be stuck here forever. If we destroy you, your God will retaliate with more force than what we can handle. We NEED each other. I apologize if this is inconvenient to you, but we're stuck in the same rut as you." Kneesocks sighed. "Do you understand now why we're here?"

Stocking kept her face cold as she sat down and transformed her weapons back into their regular state. She crossed her arms and waited. Kneesocks took a second to compose herself before continuing. Stocking's glare did make her a bit uneasy.

"So what we need." Kneesocks said. "You need ghosts, we need time to rebuild. Our plan of dividing the city in half can work out. The Rrrrrules side will be left alone while we send ghosts to attack the other side. You fight the ghosts and get the coins."

"I got a better idea." Panty piped in. "Let's be friends."

"What." Kneesocks said the only thing she could get out.

"The whole city thinks we're bitter enemies that would rather die than spend a minute together." Panty started to make weird hand signs. "How about this? You claim that the ghosts are out of control, and because you're too busy fixing up your place, you ask the great angel sisters to save your asses!"

"Yes." Scanty groaned. "Great plan. We look like idiots, while you'll take all the glory." She drummed her fingers at a fast pace. "Do you remember that stronger ghosts produce more coins? And that we control how they're made?" This made Panty go quiet. "Yeah, let's not showboat here."

"I got a better idea." Stocking added something for once.

"What's that?" Kneesocks asked.

"Give us the coins we need. We go back up to Heaven, and you get to keep this shitty city." Stocking threw up her hands, like this was the answer the whole time. "Real simple. God doesn't care where we got the coins. Satan could give less of a fuck." The whole room had gone silent. "If this was a peace treaty, you would have come here with a truckload of coins."

Kneesocks attempted to answer that. She couldn't.

Not that she have a chance to, as the sky outside turned a dark violet color and the electricity went out.

"What a surprise." Stocking said through gritted teeth as she got up. "It was a trap."

"This isn't our doing!" Scanty protested, tired of dealing with Stocking. Before the two could get into a duel, the TV in the room turned itself on. Only static played. Soon, a garbled voice came forward through.

"HUMANS OF DATEN CITY." The voice spoke with an audible boom. "YOU MUST LEAVE. HUMANS OF DATEN CITY. YOU MSUT LEAVE." It kept repeating itself for a bit as the non-humans in the room looked to the other for a possible answer. The answer came with the next statement.

"HUMANS OF DATEN CITY. THE SINS ARE TOO GREAT. LEAVE OR PERISH. YOU HAVE THIRTY MINUTES. THIS CITY IS BEING DRAGGED INTO HELL BY BOTH ANGELS AND DEMONS."

The four women took a single second to comprehend this before scattering to collect their belongings.

"I guess we're not apart of this!" Panty screeched out as she jammed her best clothes into a suitcase. "And by the looks of it, neither are the demon bitches!"

"I think this is somehow our fault!" Stocking replied as she quickly grabbed what she could into a black trunk. "We're fairly sinful! Maybe God got tired of us constantly fucking around!"

"Hey now!" Panty groaned as tried to closed the stuffed case shut with her body. "I think the voice meant everyone in the city, not just us!" She chuckled as the thing finally closed. "Maybe it's also the demon's fault as well!"

"We heard that!" Scanty cried from downstairs. "Dammit! I got nothing!" She threw her cellphone down onto the floor, breaking it. "Kneesocks!"

"Nothing over here!" She replied as she calmly put the phone back into her pocket. "We're stuck here with the rest of the humans!" After saying that, the church itself began to sink into the ground, sending everyone to the ground inside. Brief, who only noticed the skies and didn't hear the message, decided to run home to get a plane. Sadly, this would be the last time he would see the angels or the demons. He would escape the sinking Daten City in this plane and continue his life as the successor to a major company. He did plan on locating the angels, but business got in the way of pleasure.

While Stocking loaded the See-Through with their luggage, Panty rushed back inside to grab even more stuff, like food and booze. Stocking would have commented on this, but at this point, they might be traveling for a while. After finishing loading up, she ran inside to raid Garterbelt's alms box for all the regular money it had. Yeah, it was stealing, but this city was going to hell and it's not like Stocking didn't do this before. With the sound of the engine outside revving up, Stocking made tracks and leapt inside. But before the two angels could blaze out, Scanty and Kneesocks ran out in a near state of panic.

Stocking bit her lip. Yes, they're enemies. They have tried in the past to kill them and will continue to do so in the future. And yet, this was the perfect time for Stocking to finish them for good. Only one could properly fight back, and Panty could finish her before she had a chance to attack. Whatever the future holds for the angels, at least the demon sisters won't be there.

But instead of a curse or a attack thrown at the sisters it was instead a hand. "Get on!" Stocking screamed.

The demon sisters didn't take time to think about why their enemies would offer them a ride, they just took it. Any port in a storm. Panty didn't bother to ask anything, just floored it and kept moving towards the exit of the city. The city started to sink even further. Buildings collapsed as their supports fell into pieces, the slower people fell into the cracks and took the fast way down into hell, and the intense heat coming from the underbelly of the world set everything on fire and started to melt buildings.

Garterbelt, having been dragged outside previously to get fresh air by Brief, woke up to see the sky getting smaller and smaller. Recovering quickly, he jumped from the descending piece of land and ran out of the city. His church had already fallen through the earth, so he had no choice to start over. As he dashed out of the city, he felt something poking at him in his coat pocket. He reached in tenderly and retrieved Chuck, who must found that cookie Garterbelt had taken earlier for a quick snack. Like Brief, neither of the two would see either the angels or the demons again.

"Where you are going!" Scanty asked, as she held onto the back seat.

"Out of here!" Panty shot back, focused on keeping the vehicle on the road and into any holes. "Where else?"

"How you do know where the damage ends?" Scanty then shouted as she ducked down to avoid a flaming branch. Panty pointed ahead to a cliff overlooking the ocean. "You're mad."

"Not with See-Through's new mode!" Panty flipped opened up a console and hit a big blue button that a black raft icon above it. "All right, hold on!" Panty pushed the gas pedal down to the floor. As the demon sisters started to scream, the car started to morph into a boat mode by raising the wheels and blowing up a raft around the side. Panty timed it just right; the transformation was complete by the time the car raced over the cliff and landed in the ocean.

"Piece o' cake." Panty shrugged as she laid back with hands behind her head. "So, who's up for a Hawaiian vacation?"

Before anyone could make a remark about this, the entire area became bathed in sharp white light. Everyone suddenly became stunned and their bodies became lighter. For a second, they were lifted out of their seats before the light died down and they crashed back into their car.

"Was that…" Stocking started before pulling her socks, hoping to use them as swords to climb the cliff. Nothing happened. As much as she focused, the socks refused to change. Stocking felt nothing. No life, no energy. They felt as dead as a inanimate object could get.

This promoted the others to try out their own things. Panty and Scanty pulled down their panties and tried to turn them, but they just waved in the wind. Stocking nonchalantly tossed her socks to Kneesocks, who tried the same thing. Nothing happened. They even switched clothes, but nothing happened. So matter the concentration or the power, they just couldn't form weapons.

"I feel heavy." Scanty moaned as she slacked back into her seat.

"Yeah." Everyone else said. Stocking even tried to jump out of the car and onto the cliff, but her jump didn't even clear the top of the seats.

They had became powerless.

As See-Through drifted away from the cliff, they could see the damage. Nothing. The entire was gone. In it's place was a field full of colorful flowers, without any sign that city once stood there. Daten City no longer existed. Both God and Satan had removed it off the face of the earth. And with the light of God restoring the land to normal, it also removed all unearthly qualities from both the angels and the demons. And they coasted far away from their home, never to come back…

…hey, wait a minute. What happened to Corset?

"FUCKERS!" He screamed as he fell.