"Sock, you coming or not?" Boxer asked his younger brother. Socks shook his head.

"No, I'm going to stay here and look after Stocking," he said.

"Fine, I'll tell them you're sick." Boxer said and went out the front door where Panty was waiting in See-Through to take them to school.

"Well?" Panty asked him.

"Says he wants to stay with Stocking." Boxer answered.

"I don't know what he's so worried about," she said, "Stocking's been through worse, she'll be fine."

"I've just never seen Socks so concerned about someone other than me." Boxer said. Panty shrugged.

"He could have a thing for her," she said. Boxer shook his head.

"I don't think Socks is like that, we'll ask him when we get back." Leaving it at that, Panty started the car and drove away.

Socks watched them leave through a window as they pulled away from the church. Once they were put of his view, he went upstairs to Stocking's room. He opened the closed door and entered. Garterbelt was over Stocking's sleeping form, waving a chocolate bar from side to side in front of her nose. "How's she doing?" Socks asked the priest.

"Still out, not even the scent of sweets can wake her. I guess we just have to wait for her to wake on her own." Garterbelt said as he stopped waving the chocolate around in Stocking's face.

Stocking had been unconscious since they brought her home from her encounter with Trenchcoat yesterday. Boxer guessed that the fight with Trench tired her out and she needed to sleep, while Panty just blamed it on laziness. Socks and Garterbelt knew that she was healing, but they were worried about how long it would take. She had almost been out for 24 hours. Garterbelt put the chocolate bar on Stockings dresser across her bed. "I'll take it from here." Socks said. Garterbelt nodded and left the room.

Socks pulled a chair up to the side of Stocking's bed and sat down, watching over her. He glanced at her stitched arm, where she had been slashed by Trenchcoat's blade. It didn't seem infected and looked to be healing. He then noticed a bruise on the side of Stocking's face. Where did she get that Socks thought to himself.

Five hours passed and it was noon. Socks and Garterbelt switched shifts every hour, at 12:15, Socks was watching Stocking once again.

Stocking's eyes slowly began to flutter open. Her vision cleared and the first thing she saw was Socks sitting at the side of her bed with a smile of relief on his face. Stocking tried to sit up right, but Socks stopped her. "Don't try to get up, the painkillers will get you nauseated," he said.

She then slid back down onto her pillow. Her eyes shifted over to her stitched arm. "How bad was it?" she asked him.

"You'll live," Socks said, "Garterbelt stitched it up yesterday when we brought you back."

"Yesterday? Was I out since then?" Socks sighed, knowing that there was no easy way to tell her this.

"Yes," he said. Stocking sighed in response.

"Motherfucker…" she mumbled. She then looked around the room.

"Where are the others?" she asked.

"Boxer and Panty are at school and Garterbelt is downstairs. I should tell him that you're awake." Socks explained.

"Wait, if Boxer and Panty are at school, shouldn't you be there too?"

"I told Boxer to tell the teachers that I'm sick."

"Why?" Stocking asked.

"So I could stay here and look after you until you woke up." Socks said.

"…Well, that was very nice of you, but why? Why do you care so much…about me? Panty is my own sister and she went." Stocking asked.

"I'll tell you later," Socks said, avoiding the question. "You hungry?" Stocking frowned at him for changing the subject, but answered in a cheery voice.

"Yeah." Socks got up and walked to the dresser and picked up the chocolate bar Garterbelt had left there. He unwrapped it and sat back down next to Stocking.

"Here," he said, handing the bar to Stocking. She gladly took it.

"Thanks," she said and began to eat it.

As she was eating, Socks turned his attention back to her bruised cheek. "What's this?" he asked, reaching his hand out to it.

When his hand made contact with her cheek, Stocking recoiled away from him, letting out a small squeak as she did. Socks brought his hand back to himself. "I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" Socks asked.

"No," Stocking answered, "It's just that…your hand is cold." Socks laughed a little.

"Well sorry," he said, still laughing a little bit, "How did you get that bruise?" he asked again.

"Trenchcoat. He backhanded me before you guys showed up. What's his deal anyway? He just randomly appeared."

"I'm just as clueless as you are." Socks said.

"I mean, he really wanted me dead. Like more dead then the demon sisters would want me. And he was toying with me, and he was enjoying it. Why?" Stocking said, Socks put a hand on her shoulder.

"I don't know Stocking. But the important thing is that you're safe now and next time he shows up, we'll be ready for him." Socks comforted her. Stocking gave a small him a small smile.

…..

"Aw, that's cute." Scanty said, looking through binoculars from a tree outside the church.

"What is?" Kneesocks called up from the ground.

"It appears that the new angel, Socks, cares for the glutton." Scanty said, laughing.

"How ironic. I didn't think angels were capable of caring." Kneesocks said. Scanty leaped down from the tree.

"It looks like we face the new angel and the priest. The glutton won't be much of a challenge." Scanty reported.

"Nothing we can't do." Trenchcoat said.

"Do we have a plan of attack?" Scanty asked him. Trench nodded.

"Yes, you two take the priest and Socks," he said.

"What about you?" Kneesocks asked. Trench smirked.

"Me and the Goth Lolita have some unfinished business." He took his coat off and draped it over his arm. It transformed into an arm blade. Scanty and Kneesocks also withdrew their weapons. They approached the front door of the church. Before breaching it, Trench presented the black bra to Scanty again.

"Last chance, Scanty," he said.

"No," Scanty responded and Trenchcoat put the bra away.

"Alright, whatever floats your boat." Trench said, "Ready?"

The demon sisters nodded. "Aright," Trench smiled, "Let's give them hell."

….

Garterbelt was in the living room when Socks came downstairs. "Stocking's awake. She's fine," he told the priest.

"That's good to kn-" Garterbelt was cut off when the front door flew open. He and Socks saw Trenchcoat, Scanty, and Kneesocks in the entrance hall, weapons at the ready.

"Nice church, we'll take it." Trench said and the demons charged at the angel and the priest. Garterbelt reached into his pocket and pulled out two brass knuckles and put one on each of his hands. Socks withdrew his sais.

Kneesocks' scythes collided with Socks' sais. They looked at each other through their clashing weapons. "Socks Anomie." Kneesocks simply said, making it clear that she knew who he was.

"I know who you are," Socks said, "Stocking told me about you. I'm not afraid of you." Kneesocks softly laughed.

"Oh, you will be in time," she said. The two brought their weapons away from each other and pointed them at one another.

"Bring it on, you four eyed unicorn." Socks taunted. It was seconds before their weapons started clashing again, this time faster.

Garterbelt was in a fight with Scanty. He threw punches at her while at the same time, avoiding her gunshots. Scanty somehow got behind him and kicked him to the ground and pointed her gun at his head at point blank. Garterbelt grabbed the barrel of the pistol and pointed it away from himself. In his struggle, noticed Trenchcoat going up the stairs. "SOCKS!" he called, "THE OTHER ONE IS GOING AFTER STOCKING! I'LL HANDLE THESE TWO!"

The priest then kicked Scanty off of him and ran to Kneesocks and tackled her to the ground. Socks looked down at him in confusion. "GO! PROTECT STOCKING!" Garterbelt yelled at him. Socks nodded and ran up the stairs.

….

Stocking screamed as Trenchcoat pulled out another one of her stitches. "The more you move the more this will hurt," he said laughing at her pain.

"WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS!?" Stocking screamed at him.

"Simple, you have something I want. Plus, I figure I'm also doing Heaven a favor."

"How so?" Stocking asked.

"Because they clearly have no use for you anymore. Why do you think you're down here? Daten City is a slaughter house; Heaven sends the cattle, and I butcher them." Trench said.

"Don't call her a cow, her sister already does that enough," a voice said behind Trenchcoat.

Trench turned his head, only to be greeted by Socks' fist. The punch knocked him to the floor. Socks took a glance at Stocking's now partly stitched arm, it was bleeding again. He quickly threw her stockings at her, which she caught with her other hand. "Stop the bleeding," he instructed her. He then turned to face Trenchcoat, who had just got up.

"Kid, you just reserved yourself the number one spot on my hit list." Trench growled before swinging his blade toward Socks.

….

Downstairs, the demon sisters had beaten Garterbelt to his knees and were pacing around him, taunting him. "Your god has abandoned you, priest." Scanty said before kicking him in the back of his head.

"He has made you weak." Kneesocks said before grabbing his head and kneeing him in the face.

Garterbelt slammed his hands down on the ground before springing to his feet. He grabbed both of the demons sisters' head in each hand and slammed them together. The demons fell to the ground, but where quick to get up. Garterbelt was back in his fighting stance. He whistled three times and Chuck hopped up on his shoulder. "Chuck, go get Boxer and Panty, we need their help," he told the zipper dog. Chuck nodded and jumped off his shoulder and through a window, breaking it as he did.

The priest turned his attention back to the demon sisters, "Now where were we?"

….

Socks crashed through the wall that separated Stocking's room from Panty's. He got a soft landing and easy recovery when he landed on her bed. He regained his stance as Trench waked through the hole in the wall. They continued their brawl with their bladed weapons. Trench was able to land a slash across Socks' shoulder.

Socks reacted with a yell and kicked Trench in the gut and then round house kicking him through the door of Panty's room and into the hallway. Socks then looked at his bleeding shoulder. "You got blood on my suit," he growled before charging Trench once more.

….

Boxer and Panty were sitting on the school bleachers watching the football team. "How big do you think his dick is?" Panty asked Boxer, pointing to the quarterback.

"Hmm…" Boxer thought with a hand on his chin, "8 inches, maybe 9 on a good day."

"I will see him in the locker room," Panty said, chuckling to herself.

"Actually Panty, I don't think you'll have any luck with him." Said Brief, who was sitting with them. Panty gave him an angry look.

"You saying he's out of my league, Geekboy? You fucking saying that I could do better!?" she yelled at him. Brief shook his head frantically.

"NO! Nothing like that! I'm just saying that guy doesn't go…that way." Boxer became interested.

"You mean…he's like me?" Boxer asked. Brief nodded.

"You lie! Tell me it's not true!" Panty yelled.

"He threw me into his locker one time. I've never seen so much gay porn in one place." Brief said, remembering the event. Boxer raised his hands up in victory.

"YES! Score one for me!" he yelled. Panty just grumbled at this.

Just then, Chuck leaped out of nowhere and landed on Brief's head. Boxer jumped in fright, having never seen him before. "WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!?" he asked, shouting.

"Oh that's just Chuck," Panty explained, "He's our dog…thing…whatever the fuck he is."

"I saw him this morning sitting on a shelf; I thought he was just a toy or something." Boxer said.

Chuck started waving his arms around and frantically screaming, "CHUCK! CHUCK! CHUCK!" Panty and Boxer watched him do this for a good 2 minutes.

"What's he saying?" Boxer asked Panty.

"Fuck I know…" Panty said.

"He wants you to head back to the church, the others are in trouble." Brief said, translating what Chuck said. Panty blinked a few times.

"How did you know what he was saying, Geekboy?" she asked him. Brief shrugged.

"I spend a lot of time around him," he said.

"As long as it gets us out early, let's go to the…" Panty saw the football team leaving the field and heading to the locker room. "Just as soon as I get back." She jumped off the bleachers and followed the team. Brief watched her until she disappeared into the locker room.

Boxer got up and proceeded to follow her. "I will return presently," he said to Brief and ran off.

Chuck stood up on Briefs head and let out a disappointed sigh before flopping over onto his back.

….

The demon sisters had beaten Garterbelt unconscious. They stood over his body admiring their work. "Excellent job, Kneesocks. Your agility with your scythes was the key to our victory." Scanty said.

"Oh no," Kneesocks blushed, "It clearly was your marksmanship with your pistols that-"

"SCANTY! KNEESOCKS! GET UP HERE!" Trenchcoat called to them. The demon sisters hurried up to the second floor. They found Trench battling Socks in the hallway. Stocking was behind Socks as he guarded her. Trenchcoat had the angels corned at the end of the hallway.

"Nowhere to run now, angels." Trench said. The three demons began closing in on Socks and Stocking. Socks looked behind Stocking and saw a window.

"STOCKING! HANG ON!" Socks yelled, grabbing her and running toward the window. They crashed through the glass and fell two stories. Socks landed on his feet and let Stocking down. They were in the front yard of the church.

The front door flew open and Garterbelt's unconscious body came flying out. The three demons appeared before dusting their hands and shutting and locking the front door.

"SHIT!" Socks yelled, stomping his foot on the ground. Stocking just fell to her knees. Just then, Boxer and Panty pulled up in See-Through. They got out of the car and walked over to the two Goth angels.

"Hey guys. Whoa, you both look like shit…what's going on?" Panty asked.

"What's going on?" Socks repeated, "What's going on!? I'll tell you what's going on! Demons took over our house! WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU TWO!?"

"Socks, calm down." Boxer said, with a hand on Socks' shoulder. He looked down at the knocked out Garterbelt. "Is he ok?" Boxer asked.

"I hope so." Socks said. Panty was angry.

"WELL, NO DEMON WHORE BAGS ARE GOING TO SLEEP IN MY ROOM TONIGHT! C'MON BOXER! LET'S TEACH THEM A FUCKING LESSON!" She yelled. Panty and Boxer ran, firing their guns in all directions, into the church.

1 minute later, they came running out of the church screaming. Their clothes were torn and their faces were bruised. Panty went over to the unconscious Garterbelt and sat down on his belly. She put both hands on her face and looked towards the ground.

"….We need a place to stay," she said.

TO BE CONTINUED