The fridge light turned on as Stocking opened the ice box, looking for her chocolate milk. She was the only one awake at the church. It was institute day at their school, so they were home all day. The other angels took advantage of it and slept in, except Stocking, who woke up at 11. She sighed in defeat upon finding out that she was out of chocolate milk. She slammed the fridge shut and walked into the living room, where Boxer and Socks were asleep. Since, their new rooms weren't ready, Socks slept on the couch while Boxer pushed two chairs together in a make shift bed. Stocking lightly tapped Socks' arm to get his half divided attention. "Do you want anything from the store?" she asked him.

"Coffee. Black." Socks mumbled half asleep.

"Boxer?" Stocking asked him.

"Applesauce." Boxer answered, sounding even sleepier then Socks did. Stocking nodded in response. Panty would probably want Doritos, she thought to herself.

"Does anyone know where the keys to See-Through are?" she asked. Boxer sat up in his make shift bed.

"I think Panty gave them to me," he said and checked his pockets. Boxer felt something metal on his crotch area. He peeked under his pants and underwear.

"Oh, how did they in there?" he asked no one in particular. Stocking turned towards the door.

"I think I'll walk…it's a nice day." Stocking said, now not wanting to touch the keys. She walked out of the room and out the door. The Anomie brothers both shrugged and went back to sleep.

The walk downtown took Stocking ten minutes. When she reached the main street that led down to the grocery store, it was very crowded with traffic. She looked around for a possible short cut and saw and a long alley that led right to the store. Stocking left the street and began walking down the alley.

Trenchcoat was free running from building to building, trying to find anything that could lead him to the angels. When he leaped over the alley, he looked down at Stocking. He didn't realize who it was until he landed on the next building. He stopped dead in his tracks and ran to the edge of the building that overlooked the alley. Trench looked over the edge and down at Stocking. He took the student ID picture of her out of his pocket and looked at it, then back down at her. Smirking to himself, he took his coat off and draped it over his arm. It transformed into an arm blade. He swung it around a couple of times, making a whoosh sound with each swing.

Stocking heard something, she wasn't sure if it was near or not. Just to be safe, she withdrew Stripes I and II and continued walking. After two steps, Trenchcoat made his move. He leaped off the five story building and landed on his feet right in front of Stocking. The angel and demon pointed their weapons at each other. "A pretty girl like you shouldn't be walking down a dark alley alone." Trench said, taunting her.

"A demon like you shouldn't point a weapon to an angel like me. Who are you?" Stocking asked, having never seen the demon before.

"Name's Trenchcoat, but you may know me better as the Daten City butcher," he said expecting her to cower as he said the last part.

Stocking did no such thing and stood her ground, "Never heard of you," she said.

Trench frowned, "Well, maybe you'll know me as your killer." That being said, Trench let out a battle cry and lunged at Stocking, swing his blade at her.

Stocking blocked his swings, one with her left then one with her right. She then went on the offense and swung four times at Trench. He easily deflected all four with his arm blade. Trenchcoat then brought his blade up over his head and brought it down upon Stocking. She held both her swords, parallel to each other, over her head and blocked his massive attack. Sparks flew as their weapons collided. Stocking and Trench both brought their weapons back and attacked each other once more. Eventually, Trench held his blade horizontally towards Stocking and she brought both her swords down on it. Seeing that she left herself open, Trench kicked her in the gut, hard. The impact caused Stocking to flying backward through the alley door on the building behind her. She got up and looked around at her surroundings; she was in the back room of a furniture store. Trench walked through the broken door way and engaged Stocking again.

….

"Should've Stocking be back by now?" Boxer asked Socks, they both woke up shortly after Stocking left.

"I don't know. She's walking; it might take a little while." Socks said.

….

People ran out of the furniture store. Stocking and Trenchcoat's fight had escalated from the back room and into the store. The store's inventory of furniture had been completely destroyed; there wasn't a table that wasn't sliced up. Stocking was on one side of the store while Trench was on the other. Holding their blades, they charged each other and both slashed when they met. Stocking had unfortunately not landed her slash on Trench, but he managed to slash her arm through her sleeve.

Stocking fell to her knees and grasped her wounded arm. The cut Trench made was deep and caused her to bleed. To stop the bleeding, Stocking transformed one of her swords back into a stocking and wrapped it around her bleeding slash wound. She would have to fight on with only one sword. While she was down, Trench made his way around her and grabbed her by her hair.

"Let's take this outside," he said and threw her through the store window by her hair and out to the street. Stocking hit the concrete with a groan. She then slowly got up. When she saw Trench jump through the broken window and make his way towards her she began running. As she ran through the traffic and atop of cars, Trench followed her despite her efforts to lose him. Stocking took out her cell phone and made a phone call as she was trying to escape him.

….

The phone on Panty's nightstand next to her bed blared three times before she woke up angrily. She snatched the phone and yelled into it, "HEY JACKASS! It's…" Panty looked at the clock on her wall, "12:30 in the afternoon and some people are trying to sleep!"

A voice on the other line yelled even louder than her, "PANTY! YOU GOTTA HELP ME! HE'S GOING TO KILL ME!" It was Stocking. Panty recoiled away from the phone when Stocking yelled into it.

"Whoa, Stocking. Calm your tits. Who's going to kill you?" Panty asked, putting her ear back to the phone.

"He is! This demon!" Stocking yelled.

"He? Last time I checked the demon sisters were girls…or are they?"

"NO! YOU IDIOT! This demon is new! His name's Trenchcoat!" Stocking kept screaming. Panty became interested.

"Oh cool, is he hot?" Stocking, knowing that there was no other way to get Panty to come help her.

"SURE! HE'S SO FUCKING HOT PANTY! NOW GET OVER HERE AND HELP ME!" Stocking screamed.

"Where the fuck is 'here'?" Panty asked.

"Um…the park! We're in the park! Bring Boxer and Socks!" Stocking said and hung up.

"…Bitch hung up on me!" Panty said loudly, and then slammed the phone back on its hook. She got out of bed and got dressed then went downstairs to the living room where Boxer and Socks were.

"Boxer, where are the keys to See-Through?" Panty asked him.

"…In my pants." Boxer said with a small hint of laughter in his voice. He was still clueless on how they got there.

Panty simply walked over to the gay angel, and plunged her hand down into his pants and pulled out the keys. Not uttering a word as she did so. She also touched his junk in the process. Boxer gasped, "You…molested me."

"Put a cork in it, gay boy. This is an emergency, there's this really hot dem-I mean Stocking needs our help," she said.

Socks became concerned, "Why?" he asked.

"Demon attack. A new one too." Panty explained. Socks jumped from the couch up to his feet.

"Let's go then!" he yelled. The three angels made their way out to See-Through and got inside, Panty in the driver's seat, Boxer in shotgun, and Socks in the back.

"Where are we going?" Socks asked Panty as she started the car.

"The park," she said.

….

Stocking was running down the street with Trenchcoat in pursuit. The stocking wrapped around her arm now had a large bloodstain on it. "You can't run forever, angel!" Trenchcoat yelled at her.

Stocking saw the park entrance on the left side of the street. She ran for it and entered the Daten City Park. Once she was inside, she looked back for any sign of Trenchcoat. He was nowhere in sight. Stocking sighed and turned around, but after doing so, she came face to face with Trenchcoat, smirking at her. "Hi…" he quickly said before backhanding Stocking on her cheek.

The Goth angel fell to the ground, letting out a groan as she hit the concrete path. Before she could get up, Trench brought his foot down on her chest, pinning her to the ground. He held his arm blade to her neck. "You fought well for glutton," he said and raised his blade upwards, preparing to decapitate her. Stocking shut her eyes and braced herself.

Before Trenchcoat could bring his blade down, he screamed in pain. He felt something in his back. The demon reached around and pulled something out of his upper back. Trench held out an angelic sai in front of him. "What the hell?"

"LEAVE HER ALONE!" a voice yelled from behind him. Trenchcoat turned around, taking his foot off Stocking, and saw Socks Anomie with his other sai withdrawn. Socks noticed that Stocking was trying to get up, but was too weak to do so.

"The hell are you?" Trench asked Socks. He was never informed by the demon sisters about this angel.

"Socks Anomie, and step away from the girl." Sock said to him.

With a roar, Trench the sai from his back at Socks. Socks caught it in his hand before it could hit him. He then charged the demon and the two exchanged a series of slashes and blocks with their bladed weapons. Trenchcoat was able to knock both Socks' sais out of his hands. The demon pointed the edge of his arm blade at Socks' throat. "BOXER! PANTY! NOW!" Socks screamed.

"HEY ASSHOLE!" Trench looked behind him and saw Boxer and Panty pointing their guns at him.

"Four?" he counted the number of angels before Boxer and Panty opened fired upon him. Trench threw Socks aside and began deflecting and slicing the incoming bullets.

At this point, Trench knew that he was going to lose this fight. He frantically looked around for an escape route. He did spot an open manhole. "This isn't over!" he yelled before sprinting over to the manhole and jumping down it, he escaped.

Panty and Boxer looked down the dark manhole. "I like manholes, but not this kind." Boxer said, refusing to go after Trench. Panty felt the same.

"He wasn't that hot," she said.

Meanwhile, Socks tended to the in capitated Stocking. He kneeled down next to her lying form. "Stocking, are you ok?" he asked her.

"I'm fine," she said weakly. Socks spotted her bloody stocking on her arm. He slowly moved it down so he could see the wound. He gasped when he saw the deep slash that Trenchcoat had left on her.

"You're not fine. We have to take care of that before it gets infected." Socks said to her. After hearing this, Stocking tried to stand up, but to no avail.

"I said I'm fine." Stocking angrily, still trying to stand.

Socks just shook his head in response and scooped the injured angel off the ground and carried her bridle style to See-Through. "NO! PUT ME DOWN! I'M FINE!" Stocking yelled, weakly pounding on his chest. Socks ignored it and continued carrying her towards the car.

He laid her down in the back seat, while Panty and Boxer got back in their previous seats. They both looked back at the now unconscious Stocking laying across the entire back seat. She had passed out either from exhaustion or shock. "She gonna be ok?" Boxer asked Panty.

"Yeah, she'll be fine. She's a tough cookie. HA! Get it! Because she stuffs her face with cookies." Panty laughed at her own joke. Boxer and Socks both ignored her.

"Where are you going to sit?" Boxer asked his brother, who had yet to get in the car.

Socks responded by getting in the back and carefully lifted Stocking's head up so he could sit down. Once he was seated, he lowered Stocking's head down into his lap. Panty and Boxer just stared at him, giving him funny looks. "Just drive." Socks said impatiently.

….

"SCANTY! KNEESOCKS!" Trenchcoat called out as he exited from the elevator and entered the demon sisters' office in City Hall. The two demon sisters ran out to him.

"Trench! We weren't expecting you. Were the angels dealt with?" Scanty asked him.

"I think you might want to count the angels again, Scanty. There's four not two." Trench told her.

"Impossible, there are only two. The sex addict and the glutton." Kneesocks said.

"You're forgetting the two others; Boxer and Socks, the Anomie brothers." Trench said. Scanty thought for a second.

"If what you say is true, then we are outnumbered, 4 to 3," she said.

"No one outnumbers the Daten City butcher." Trench said.

"Apparently some did." Kneesocks said under her breath.

"I might need you guys' help. I have a plan that I think could end all four." Trench said.

"What do you have in mind?" Scanty asked. Trench smiled.

"If there's anything I know about angels, it's that they get their power from their 'god' through the vessels called 'churches'."

"You're suggesting that we destroy the church?" Kneesocks asked.

"Not destroy, occupy. Tomorrow, we take over the enemy's home front." Trench said. Scanty liked this plan.

"Kneesocks call the school; tell them we are going to miss tomorrow." Scanty instructed her sister.

TO BE CONTINUED