Boobgirl: Challenge of the Demon God Chapter II

Rain splattered across thousands of umbrellas as those holding them stood hand in hand. Super-Nova stood at the top of the tallest building in Mobious, rolling out a giant poster of Angelo as the crowd cheered. Almost immediately, Super-Nova took off towards the sky as the crowd became electric, cheering her on. Many of Angelo’s fangirls were too busy hugging their plushies of him as they cried for the loss of their hero. Nobody felt worse than Super-Nova.

She blasted through the clouds and into the upper atmosphere, stopping until she was completely out and turned around to look back at Mobious City, which was little more than a small dot from where she orbited the Earth. Something about the empty coldness of space gave her the moment alone she desperately needed. Strangely enough, she couldn’t bring herself to cry for her fallen sidekick. Instead, she felt vengeful as she remembered how he died. The visual of his spine blowing out played over and over in her mind, infuriating her.

Soon enough, her mind fixated on Angelo’s murderer. The blue Demon God’s face was burning in her head, she wanted vengeance, but she wasn’t stupid enough to just waltz in and take him out. She’d done this several times before and it always ended up with her fighting a losing battle instead of triumphing immediately. Slowly, she closed her eyes and knew where she needed to go next. It was a gamble, but she felt she had no choice in the matter. Her toes curled in her boots and light blue energy surrounded her body before she blasted off, flying back down to Earth. The heroine knew if she was going to fight this new threat, she’d have to ask for help in looking after the people of Mobious City in case anything ever happened and there was only one place she’d find that help; Hell City.

Unlike in Mobious City, she wasn’t showered with adoration and praise. Instead, she was met with vitriol and snide comments about her suit. Many of the residents weren’t fans of Super-Nova and it showed the second she landed in front of a household she frequented. After she gave a soft couple of knocks, the door opened and she stood face to face with a young, raven haired woman with light brown skin; she was dressed in a casual house dress which showed off her toned arms.

“Hola Super-Nova! Come inside, please.” she said excitedly, moving to the side to allow the heroine entry.

“Hey Elena, are Joaquin or Joanna around?” asked Nova in a very matter-of-fact tone as she walked into the house, stretching her arms out.

“Si, mi amor y his sister are wrestling downstairs. Should I call for them?”

“Nah, I’ll go see ‘em myself. Take care, Elena; good seein’ ya.”

As she walked down the stairs, she heard the grunting and the movements of both the brother and sister as they practiced techniques on one another. Upon getting to the basement, the smell of conflict permeated the air. On one side, an entire weightlifting gym complete with a set of 3 treadmills back to back and on the other, a makeshift wrestling ring where 2 behemoths tussled around.

“Wow, you guys are really goin’ at it!” exclaimed Super-Nova with a slight giggle.

As soon as they heard her, both broke away from each other and retreated to their corners, grabbing their respective towels to wipe away the sweat. They both towered over Super-Nova and were dressed in basic wrestling attire. Joaquin was in nothing more than wrestling trunks while Joanna wore a sports bra and spats. Joaquin had Joanna beat in height, but they were similarly built. Their bodies seemingly sculpted by Gods; muscle on top of muscle. They even had similar hairstyles, with Joanna sporting 2 toned hair to set herself apart from her twin brother. Joaquin leaned on the ropes and looked down at Nova.

“Well, always gotta stay on top of my game y’know?” he said to her, wiping his forehead with the towel.

With a deep sigh, Nova responded, “Yeah, I know the feelin’, Jojo. Any chance you or Joanna are free to do me a favor?”

Quickly, Joanna slid out of the ring and stuck her tongue out at her brother, “I’m taking this one, brother!”

Awkwardly ruining the moment, Super-Nova laid it all out, “Angelo’s dead..or his soul is trapped. I don’t know what’s happening, but it’s all over the internet.”

Both Joanna and Joaquin fell silent. The one hit hardest by the news was Joaquin as he slowly lowered his head; his long hair covering his face, hiding his welling up tears. Joanna didn’t know Angelo too well, but she empathized with Nova as best as she could.

“Lo siento, Nova,” said Joanna, “I can’t imagine what it’s like losing someone you care for.”

“Appreciated, Joanna. I’m just going to kick the shit out of his killer and then bring his ass to justice. Only..”

“Only what, Nova?”

“In the clip, the killer said something about Angelo’s soul belonging to him and I was hoping to pick your brain about that, Joaquin, what with you being half demon and all.”

He raised his head, revealing tears flowing down his cheeks. “You asking me if his soul could be saved? If so, I don’t know. I’m not that kinda demon. I do know that it’s worth a shot.”

“I thought the same thing. So Joanna, will you watch over Mobious City while I’m dealing with this...murderer?”

Joanna nodded, “Of course I will. I’ll tap into my demon form to disguise myself.”

Joaquin remained silent and simply left the room to go be with his woman, Elena. He was very distraught by the news of Angelo’s passing.

“Poor guy.. I know him and Angelo became good friends since I started trainin’ him.” 

For a moment, she began reminiscing about when they first met. Angelo was just a teenager who happened to get mixed up in the wrong crowd. Constantly bullied and belittled for his appearance and did whatever he could to gain respect. Even if it meant joining a gang. He was fortunate enough to have seen Super-Nova fighting against a powerful foe and decided to try helping her out instead of going to steal a special formula that alters the body and mind. Since that day, she and him formed a special bond that blossomed into a ride or die friendship.

“By when do you need me in Mobious, Nova?” asked Joanna as she slipped into a more appropriate suit. The hot pink full body hero suit clung to Joanna’s body, showing off every rippled muscle on her physique and held her breasts in place. There were no sleeves, so Joanna’s arms were on full display as she wrapped tape around her wrists.

“I’d like you to go now. Also, if a woman calling herself Vareli shows up, let her help. She’s a friend.”

“Got it. Go and kick this new guy’s ass and hopefully bring back your fallen friend.”

They gave each other a hug as the dark skinned woman left the house and began flying off towards Mobious City. Emerging behind her was Super-Nova with a fire of determination burning in her chest. She gritted her teeth, clenched her fist and sped off towards the desert area between the cities.

When I find you, you’ll wish you never fucked with me or my partner!”