Chapter 11

Brief ran to his hideout and almost tripped down the stairs. He lost a shoe in the process but he didn't care. He hastily made his way past varies rooms to the room he kept the gadgets that were finished. "I need to be careful there are still a few functions I haven't tested on full scale yet" Brief thought nervously as he put on the last bit of gear. Suddenly he heard noise coming from the front.

"Probably another cat or something." He was in too much of a hurry to give it much attention.

"One more thing," Brief searched around, "where did I put it?" Then he heard a series of explosions and he knew immediately that first of all he was in a lot of trouble and that the noise earlier had not been a cat. He looked around and grabbed a round metal ball with a button on the top and slits from top to bottom. Brief pushed the button and threw it as the ceiling started coming down on top of him.

It started sucking in every piece of debris that came near it shielding Brief from harm. When the device stopped it fell down to the floor smocking. Brief stood up and saw he was caved in. "I hope Pant and Stocking can handle that ghost alone, because it looks like this is going to take a while." Brief grabbed a steel rod that lay nearby and used it to push a piece of concrete to the side.


Hours later he pushed over a last piece of debris and crawled out of the collapsed basement. He lay flat on his back panting and tried to catch his breath. He needed to find out who had tried to kill him and what to do about it. But first what he was going to do with his gadgets was a more pressing matter. Taking them home wasn't a possibility as his father would either throw them away or sell them.

Miraculously his phone had survived the whole ordeal which Brief discovered from the ringing that came from his pants. He worked it out of his pants and saw Panty had called him.

"P…Panty?"

"Brief! It's Stocking! She's trapped and…" He hung up as soon as he heard Stockings name and ran. With his phone he tracked the location of panty's' and pushed a button on the suit he put on in the lab.


Panty looked at her phone in despair and sank to her knees. "What do I do?" There was simply nothing she could do. There was a whooshing sound and when Panty turned around Brief was walking towards the doors of the building. "How the hell did he get here so fast I just called him a minute ago?"

She had never seen Brief like this. He was wearing things, devices, she had never seen before and he looked different. He was somehow taller, his hair was darker almost red in places and when he looked at her she could have sworn the white's of his eye's where orange with a red ring around the iris. He smiled at her as he passed her. He did something with the suit he wore and put his hands on the lock of the doors. Panty could see a strange surge of power flow through him that ended at his hands. She could hear a loud cracking sound and then Brief opened the door and walked inside.


Stocking had almost given in to despair and given up hope. Then there was a loud cracking sound from behind her. She looked just in time to see the doors swing open and Brief walking in.

"What the fuck?! How did he get in?" Scanty exclaimed.

"How the fuck is he even here?! How are you alive?!" Kneesocks gasped slight fear showing in her eyes. "It's not possible. A twelve story building collapsed on top of him!"

He walked up to her ignoring both the Akuma sisters and the ghosts who were about to explode in seconds. Stocking barely registered there was something different about Brief before he picked her up and carried her out of the building.

Stocking struggled to get out of Briefs grasp once they were out of the building but he held firm. "If those ghosts explode were dead either way! I need to do something!" She kept struggling "Wait! No! The ghosts there gonna…" Stocking protested

"I know, don't worry about it." Brief interrupted her he said it confidently. He put Stocking down next to Panty. He knelt looking at her intensely, Stocking could now see the strange color in his eyes and noted the red ring around his iris, and spoke in a soft tone.

"Don't worry I'll be right back okay?" Stocking nodded rendered speechless. Brief stood up and walked back into the building closing the doors behind him.


Several moments passed while both angels anxiously looked at the building waiting for Brief to come back. They shared some uneasy glances both with the same thing on their mind.

"Did you see…?" Panty said uncertain her voice trailing off at the end.

"Yea…" Stocking replied equally shook up. "What happened to him?"

Panty was silent for a moment before she took in a breath to answer.

She never got the chance to as at that moment a tremor shook the ground. This was followed by the sound of a large explosion making both angels flinch expectant of the blast. Instead the building sagged in on itself collapsing before finally an explosion, much smaller than it should have been, completely destroyed the building. "Brief!" Stocking thought after she recovered from the blast.

In a daze Stocking started searching for him stumbling across the rubble. She couldn't face what she knew was the truth and so she searched. Panty shouted her name but she ignored her as she made her way to where the building had stood. When the tears had started she didn't know and now they were running freely accompanied by occasional sobs. She tripped over a piece of metal railing and didn't have the strength to stand up again. She lay there crying until she passed out.


Stocking was lying in her room on her bed starring at the wall opposite it. Panty had brought her home and since then she had barely left her room in two days. At first she cried for hours until she was to tired and fell asleep. Stocking was devastated. Her heart shattered in to a million pieces. She was utterly beyond repair. Again had love been denied her and again she had watched the one she loved disappear in front of her.

If only she hadn't been s stupid to fall for Scanty and Kneesocks' trap. If only she had been strong enough to escape or deal with the ghosts themselves. Stocking clenched her fists and tears threatened to flow again. I should have died not him. She curled up and grabbed a pillow hugging it as if her life depended on it and cried.


Panty was sitting on the sofa starring at nothing. While she had carried Stocking home Panty had put on a brave face but after that she had cried. For the first time she could remember she had cried tears that were not from pain, anger or happiness. "Why? Why did I tell Brief at the park? If only I had stayed with him. It's my fault." She laughed, "I'm so pathetic. I was too stupid to see it all this time and now it's my fault I've lost the one person who loved me for who I am."

The phone had been ringing for five minutes and Panty was tired of the sound so she picked up.

"This is Anarchy Panty, What do you want?"

"What did you say?"

Panty's eyes widened as the phone slipped from her hands and fell on the floor. She picked it back up again.

"Where?!" She yelled in the receiver and wrote down the reply. Taking two steps at the time she raced to Stockings room and pounded her fist on the door.

"Stocking! They found Brief! He's alive!"


Name: Shakeweight

Race: Ghost

Gender: Female

Appearance: Ghost: slender, curly orange hair, two shake belt in her hand and is always twitchy.

Human: Overweight, Brown eyes and curly dirty blonde hair.

Ability: Shaking, causing small earthquakes.

Death: A shaking belt at a gym broke and shook her to death.

Occupation: -

Defeated by: Panty

Heaven Coins: 2


Name: Hotlead

Race: Ghost

Gender: Male

Ability: Spewing molten metal.

Death: Fell into a batch of molten steel.

Occupation: Former car factory employee.

Defeated by: Stocking

Heaven Coins: 5


A/N: A slightly shorter chapter this time but an exiting one. It also turned out slightly more emotional than I had foreseen but I like the way it turned out.

also I decided to add some character profiles of the ghost I have added.

Next chapter will be added soon.

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