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Superia #3: Demons Among Us pt. 1

by Sigma

I

"Go, I've got you," Lea Timu, Bombshell, said while she stood over Naomi with her hands out and facing upward.

Naomi laid back on the bench and exhaled. She raised her earbuds to her ears but stopped short of putting them in and stared up at Lea.

"What's wrong?" Lea asked her.

"It's not a bad view down here," Naomi said, looking up at her teammate's crotch and the print of her pussy pressing against the inside of her tight shorts. "No panties today?" Naomi grinned.

"Shut up and lift!"

Naomi laughed and put her earbuds in before pressing play on her phones screen and resting the device on her tight stomach. Very loud, very fast drums flooded her ears, followed by distorted guitars and garbled, harsh vocals. She reached up and put her hands to the bars and pushed up, slowing easing 1000 pounds down on to her chest, lifting it, then lowering it again. She repeated the motion for 10 reps before putting the barbell back with Lea's guidance.

Naomi sat up and exhaled, her heart racing as she wiped sweat off her brow. Lea slapped her on the shoulder in congratulations as she took her earbuds out.

"1000 ten times ain't bad at all," Lea told her.

"I'm working my way up," Naomi told her while getting up and stretching her long limbs. "My one rep max is 1500 but I wanna be able to do that least 5 times by the end of the year."

"Well, I expect I'll be seeing you here more then," Lea said, motioning to the safe house gym where the two of them were working out. It was filled with all kinds of modern exercise equipment, with a row of treadmills lined up against the window that looked out into Delta City.

"It beats the hell out of the gym near my place," Naomi told her while bending at the waist and touching her toes. "It's always open, and I don't have any creeps staring at me."

"Yeah, you're the only creep here," Lea teased.

"Fuck off," Naomi laughed.

"Hey girls," Anisa Carter, Delphi, said as she walked in. She wore a stylish bright yellow sweatsuit and carried a water bottle in hand. "You just finishing up?"

"I am," Naomi said while standing up. "Gonna rest up a bit before I head out tonight."

"That's good," Anisa said. "Have to take it where we can. It's been pretty quiet since that mess with the Torellos and 14k a few weeks ago.

"Yup," Naomi confirmed. "Asa's been on my ass about training together but we've been making good progress."

"She's a good teacher. You'll learn a lot from her," Anisa said.

"She's been making me run laps all around Tokyotown because she says I'm not fast enough. I run a 3 and a half minute mile, dammit," Naomi growled.

"Yeah, she's messing with you," Lea told her. "Knowing you, you probably said something perverted to her, didn't you?"

"....She's got this sword hanging up in her dojo and I asked if she ever masturbated with it."

"That'll do it," Anisa said. "So are you heading home?"

"No, I'm gonna hit the showers, grab something to eat, then head to this club not far from here. Seeing this band tonight." She held up her phone to show album art of a horned devil eating a woman's pussy against the backdrop of a bloody pentagram. The artist's name read 'Hellion' and the paused song title read 'Perverse Deprivation.' "You guys wanna come? I tricked Lex into going to a show like this once and she's still pissed about it, so it's just me."

"Hmm, no, sorry, not really my thing," Anisa told her.

Lea shook her head. "Bunch of sweaty idiots and a screaming man in leather pants? No fucking thanks."

"First of all, Hellion's singer is a chick, don't be a sexist ass," Naomi chastised.

"Oh shut up!"

"But fine, if you all want to be uncultured, I won't stop you." Naomi scoffed. "I'm hitting the showers," she said while walking off.

***

A few hours later, Naomi walked out of one of the safehouse dorm rooms in a completely different outfit. She wore a black leather jacket with metal studs in the lapels, and a low-cut black t-shirt for a band called "Valley of Terror". Blue denim shorts hugged her ass and fishnets wrapped her long legs. Black leather boots that went halfway up her shins covered her feet and as she walked out into the main area, she tossed her light brown hair back out of her jacket collar.

Lea sat on the couch with a bowl of cereal and looked back when she noticed Naomi. Anisa sat next to her, reading an e-book on her tablet.

"Oh, you look nice," Anisa smiled.

"You look like you're about to fuck a roadie behind the dumpsters to get backstage," Lea countered.

"Thank you, Delphi," Naomi said to Anisa. "And fuck you, Bombshell," she gave Lea a middle finger.

"Stay close to your phone in case something comes up tonight," Anisa tells her. "Most of the girls are free so I wouldn't worry too much, but just in case."

"Yup," Naomi said before heading to the door. "See ya later."

"Have fun!" Anisa told her before going back to her book.

Lea went back to her bowl of cereal and the baseball game on the TV in front of them. "You know, I really think the Admiral's are gonna go all the way this year..."  

"Mhmm..." Anisa said, not really paying attention.

The two of them sat quietly for several minutes, engaged in their separate activities when the air in the room suddenly grew cold. They looked up at each other just as there was a bright flash of light that quickly died out before a portal opened near the front door. Anisa put her tablet down and Lea finished the last of her cereal just before a figure emerged.

She was a tall, curvy woman with tanned skin that suggested mixed ethnicity and dark brown hair tied in several braids. She wore a dark blue robe with a plunging neckline, her exposed skin showing several tattoos of what looked like script. She carried a staff topped by an orb held by a dragon's claw in her hand as she walked into the room and looked around. The portal closed behind her but the undeniable feel of residual energy still filled the air.

"You know we have a front door, Thera," Lea told the new arrival.

Thera glanced at the door and then turned to Anisa and Lea. "I apologize for the sudden appearance, friends, but I'm afraid a shadow has fallen over the city." Her voice had a melodic, almost songlike quality to it, with an accent that was hard to place.

Anisa stood up. "What do you mean?"

"I was deep in meditation when I noticed it. Something evil lurks in Delta City tonight. We need to find it, and fast..." she warned.

II

The club was called the Twister, and when Naomi arrived, music was already spilling out the front door. People dressed in black leather and denim clustered in small crowds. Cigarette smoke and drunken conversation hung in the air as Naomi made her way inside the club.

The band on stage was called Executioner and they played fast and loud. While Naomi nodded her head to their speedy rhythms, she made her way to Hellion's merch table. A pale skinned, dark haired woman in black flashed Naomi a smile when their eyes met.

"Hey there," the woman said.

"Hi," Naomi paused and did a double take. "Oh, shit, you're Amelia! Hellion's singer!"

Amelia smiled wider "That's me," she laughed. "Dig the Valley of Terror shirt," she pointed.

Naomi smiled and looked down, pulling on the bottom of the shirt to show off a little more cleavage. She noticed Amelia's gaze linger on her chest and leaned in. Amelia wore a simple tanktop with her band's logo on it, leaving her collection of tattoos visible. On her chest was an intricate tattoo of the pagan deity Baphomet, with much of the goat's face being hidden by Amelia's top. "And I dig the tat," she said.

Amelia smiled and wrapped her slim fingers around Naomi's wrist. She put Naomi's hand on her chest, right on top the tattoo. "Stick around after our set and you can see the rest." 

Naomi simply smiled at Amelia. At the moment, Executioner finished their last song and the members exited the stage. Amelia let go of Naomi's hand. "Looks like we're up. See you in a bit," she smiled, waved, and walked off to the backstage area.

***

An hour later, the house lights were on, the crowd was slowly dispersing, and staff was starting to clean up as the band broke down its gear. Naomi sat on the edge of the stage when Amelia approached her from behind and squatted next to her.

"Well? What'd you think of the set?"

"Fucking great," Naomi told her.

Amelia took her hand and stood up. "Come on, let's go to the green room."

Naomi climbed onto the stage and followed behind her. She couldn't quite place it, but something about Amelia struck her as extremely intoxicating. Amelia was slim, average height for a woman and everything about her look screamed Textbook Goth Queen. While she led Naomi away, Naomi looked at her tattoos closely. Both arms were completely covered in intricate art: Angels battling demons, a city burning, a naked woman riding a many-headed beast while she laughed and drank from a chalice of what looked like blood, a winged skeleton with a trumpet. Naomi looked down at Amelia's shapely butt and saw more ink peaking out from just over the skirt she wore, though she noticed there was no ink on her legs.

After a short walk through the halls of the venue, Amelia opened the door to a room that had some couches, a table, and a full length mirror on one of the walls. Amelia walked to a cooler and opened it to grab a beer.

"I'd offer you one, but I haven't seen you with a drink all night. You don't drink, do you?"

"Nope," Naomi shook her head while flopping down on the couch. "Too many other bad habits." 

Amelia smiled and got on the couch next to her. She then kicked off her boots and stretched her legs across Naomi's lap. "That's cool. I wish I had that kind of self control." She then scooched up until she was sitting on Naomi's lap. "Wow, you work out too, don't you?" She asked, fondling the muscles under the sleeves of Naomi's jacket.

"Heh," Naomi wrapped an arm around Amelia's narrow waist. "I'll show you if you show me the rest of that tat on your chest."

Amelia smirked and finished the rest of her beer before tossing the bottle aside. She then reached up and slid Naomi's jacket off of her shoulders, dropping it to the floor before she lifted her own tanktop over her head. Her breasts were small and perky, the nipples pierced with simple studs. The tattoo on her chest stood in stark contrast to the paleness of her skin, its glowing yellow eyes carrying a menacing quality to them. She put her hands on Naomi's shoulders and pushed her to lay down on the couch before she leaned in and began kissing her on the neck and chest, leaving stains of her black lipstick as she did.

Amelia slid her hands up Naomi's sides and under her shirt, cupping her breasts as the two of them kissed deeply. Amelia broke the kiss just long enough to get Naomi's shirt off and then leaned back in. Their chests touched, and the two women used their hands to explore each other's bodies. Naomi squeezed Amelia's firm tits while Amelia slipped her hand down the front of Naomi's shorts. She slipped a finger in between Naomi's legs while using her thumb to gently play with the clit, drawing a gasp from Naomi.

Amelia chuckled and took her fingers out long enough to unbutton Naomi's shorts and pulled them off. After Naomi kicked off her boots and took off her fishnets, Amelia went right back in, pushing her middle finger in while toying with Naomi's clit.

Naomi gripped Amelia's tits in her hand, molding the supple flesh and pinching the pierced nipples. She felt her push herself in deeper, and gasped in surprise. She tightened her hold on Amelia's tits out of reflex, digging her nails into the skin and squealing as Amelia moved her finger around inside of her while massaging her clit.

Amelia lifted her head, moving down Naomi's body to lick her tits, chest, and stomach. At the same time, she picked up the pace with her fingering, pushing in and out of Naomi's pussy faster while tasting the subtle sweetness of her skin.

Naomi moaned and gasped at the doubled pleasure, arching her back and digging her nails into the fabric of the couch under her. Goosebumps stood up on her skin as Amelia tasted her. Her pussy twitched as Amelia's fingers went in and out. She could feel herself getting closer to the brink.

Amelia sat up and looked her in the eye with a wide smile on her face. Something about the look in Amelia's eye chilled Naomi to her core, but only few a second.     Amelia then took a few more forceful pumps, and Naomi gasped.

"Ugh...fuck!" she breathed as she squirted, soaking her naked thighs and the couch.

Amelia chuckled and slid off of her after licking her bare tits and sucking on the rock hard nipples one last time. She then licked Naomi's juices off her slender fingers before putting her thumb to Naomi's lips.

"Yeah, you'll do..." Amelia said, but Naomi barely heard her in the haze of ecstasy she was in.

After is was done, Naomi laid back on the couch and exhaled. Amelia looked her in the eye, leaned in, and kissed her before laying her head on Naomi's ample chest. The two of them lay in silent, post-sex bliss when the door to the room opened. Amelia lifted her head. "Hey guys,"

Naomi turned and looked to see the other three members of Hellion walk in, Charlie Parsons, the guitarist, Kai Brown, the bassist, and Scott Wagner, the drummer. The three of them paused and smiles crossed their faces when they saw what was in front of them.

"Ah, this is the one you found, huh?" Charlie said, eyeing Naomi.

Amelia looked at Naomi and sat up. "Yup. She'll do. She's one of those Aphrodites. I knew coming to this city was a good idea."

Naomi looked around, wondering just what was going on. She sat up and put her shirt and shorts back on while the members of Hellion began spreading about the room. "Heh, you never said anything about it being that kind of party..." Naomi said to Amelia while grabbing her jacket and putting it back on.

"Oh, if I had, you probably would've run," Amelia answered while tossing her hair back. She then smiled at Naomi. "Don't worry, though. It's only going to hurt a little."

"What the fuck is going on here...?"

"Better to not fight it, babe," Kai said, folding his arms. Just then, the three men stepped toward her and she jumped up from the couch.

"Get the fuck back!" she warned, making fists.

They all backed off, mockingly holding up their hands and laughing as they did. Naomi tried edging toward the door when suddenly, out of nowhere, Amelia sprang up from the couch and latched onto her back.

"Ah! What the fuck?!" Naomi thrashed around the room while Amelia held on and laughed. She reached down Naomi's chest and drew her finger across, burning a strange symbol into Naomi's skin. Amelia then let go, fell, and rolled to her hands and knees. Naomi put her back to the nearest wall and watched them. Amelia licked her lips.

"She's ours now, guys."

Right before Naomi's eyes, the bodies of the members of Hellion shifted, shedding their mortal coils to take on the shapes of scaly, horned monstrosities with long limbs and sharp fangs. Amelia changed last, turning from a pale woman to a purple-skinned demoness, still with black hair, but with glowing red eyes and a crown of short horns on her head. She stood up, a full foot taller now, with a tail waving back and forth between her muscular legs.

"Fuuuuck...." Naomi gasped.

"I guess we should reintroduce ourselves," The demon that used to be Amelia said. "I'm Xala, and these ugly fucks are Drazz, Thirak, and Kaash," she said, pointing to the demons that were once Charlie, Kai, and Scott respectively. "And you, doll, are now property of Lord Bel-Deron.

"Yeah?" Naomi growled. "And who is that?"

"The Flawless One, the Mask of Perfection, He Whose Beauty is Paramount. You should be happy, not many humans are bestowed with this honor."

"I'll pass, thanks. Instead, I think I'll just pound on a group of rapey monster shitheads."

Xala laughed and licked her lips again before pointing at Naomi. "Oh, this is going to be fun."

Naomi put her fists up, swallowing a lump on her throat. I gotta get the fuck out of here she thought and inched towards the door, the only way in and out. When the demons stepped toward her, she widened her stance and raised her fists. "Come on, you cunts. Don't keep me waiting."

The four demons laughed and charged as one.

***

A stray cat in the alley behind the club leapt up and darted away from the dumpster it was scrounging around in when the back door flew off its hinges and Naomi flew with it. She tumbled across the alley ground and pushed herself up, wiping a trickle of blood from her mouth as she smirked. The demons all stormed out one after another. Thirak's right eye was a bloody ruin, having been taken out by a broken beer bottle. Kaash's jaw hung slack on his face, having been completely dislocated. Drazz limped out after them, his ankle twisted at an unnatural angle. Xala emerged last, two of the horns on her head ripped out, leaving bloody stumps on her head.

Naomi, for her part, sported a mess of new scrapes and bruises and she felt herself running on fumes, energy-wise. She was learning firsthand that demons could take one hell of a beating and still keep coming, and there were four of them.

"You aren't getting away, bitch," Xala spat and stood in front of the others.

Naomi looked left and saw the edge of the alley that fed into the street. She didn't know how much longer she could fight, but she didn't think she had the energy for a full-on run  either. Her phone was long gone, so unless Bombshell, or Crane, or someone she hadn't meant was hiding in the dumpster, Naomi was all alone with these four demons.

"Maybe not," she said to Xala. "But if you fucks are gonna drag me to hell, I'm gonna make you work for it," she promised.

Xala laughed. "Fine by me." She then crouched low and charged at Naomi, getting inside her guard when she tried to fight back and tackling her to the ground. Before Naomi could stand back up, Xala pinned her down, holding her wrists above her head. The demoness opened her mouth and an impossibly long, black tongue snaked out.

"Ugh! Fuck! Gross!" Naomi growled, turning her head away. Xala moved one hand and grabbed Naomi's jaw to make her look her in the eye. She then forced her tongue into Naomi's mouth and down her throat, and Naomi gagged on her putrid taste as Xala forced herself in. She writhed and kicked, trying to force the demon off of her, but Xala was stronger and heavier, keeping Naomi pinned as she forced her tongue farther down her throat. Naomi could feel a heaviness coming over her, a sudden fatigue that drained her of whatever she had left.

She started closing her eyes, darkness started to take hold as she stopped fighting Xala.

Then came a crash of thunder and surprised and furious screams. With a jolt, Naomi opened her eyes to see a beautiful woman in blue standing on her.

"Naomi, are you all right?" Thera asked. She knelt down and held out her hand.

Naomi blinked and rolled over before pushing herself up. She heaved, feeling like her dinner was about to come up until a slender hand rested on her shoulder.

"It's all right, Naomi. I'm here."

She turned around to the woman and looked her over. Her big brown eyes, the gentle smile on her face, her soft voice, everything about her was calming. Naomi caught herself glancing at Thera's cleavage before forcing herself to look her in the eye and standing up with her help. 

"I've seen you before," Naomi said, taking a deep breath. "In...gah...in Delphi's files. You're Thera, right?"

"Yes. I'm sorry I couldn't arrive to help you sooner. Finding these monsters was harder than I first imagined."

Naomi looked past her to see the three male demons frozen in place, their bodies bound by glowing energy fields that kept them immobile.

"I've temporarily moved them out of sync with the flow of time, but it won't last. We must leave. My magic isn't strong enough to kill them outright."

"Wait," Naomi shoved past Thera. "Where's the bitch?"

"I'm sorry?" Thera blinked.

"There was a woman leading them. She called herself Xala. Where the fuck did she go?"

Thera looked around. "It was just the three of them when I arrived. I don't..."she paused and looked at Naomi's chest and the mark Xala left on Naomi's tit. "Oh no..."

"What?" Naomi asked and looked down at her chest. "Oh, just a scratch. Don't worry about it."

"No, Naomi. I'm afraid it's far, far worse. Come, we must leave," Thera said before taking Naomi's hand.  A portal opened up in front of them and Thera led Naomi into it before it closed.

Once the portal vanished, the three demons returned to their normal state and looked around at each other in confusion.

"What the hell?" Kaash scratched his head.

"Where did Xala go?" Thirak asked. "And where's the girl?"

III

Back at the safe house, Thera, Anisa, and Lea stood outside the bathroom as the sounds of Naomi throwing up in the toilet drifted through the door. Before long, it stopped, the toilet flushed, the sink ran, and then Naomi walked out and looked at the three women.

"It happens to everyone after their first time using a portal," Lea told her. "It takes a few times for the body to get used to it."

Anisa rubbed Naomi on her shoulder. "How are you feeling? Thera told us what happened."

"I feel like hammered shit," Naomi answered. "I gave those damn demons everything I had and they still kicked my ass."

"Nothing to be ashamed of," Lea told her. "Demons are some of the most dangerous things we have to deal with. Even me and Crane have struggled against just one in the past."

"Naomi, there's something I need to tell you..." Thera said, her gaze cast downward. "Please...let's sit..."

"Fuck, I'm not gonna like this am I?" Naomi asked before following Thera to the living room.

Anisa watched them walk away and then leaned close to Lea. "If what Thera told us about that mark is true, if we're dealing with especially powerful demons here....this is bad...I may need to call 'you know who' in on this."

"You really think we're gonna need that sword-swinging maniac's help?"

"We should be prepared for the worst..." Anisa sighed.

Thera sat on the couch and let out a deep sigh before taking Naomi's hand in hers and looking her in the eye.

"Shit, stop looking at me like that," Naomi told. "You look at me like I'm dying..."

"No, it isn't that, but it isn't far off either," Thera explained. She reached up and touched the symbol on Naomi's chest. "This is called a Brand of Subjugation. Demons and cultists use it to mark slaves for their masters. When someone has been marked with one, anyone blessed by that demon can then locate the person bearing the mark with their magic."

"Fuck," Naomi whispered, looking down at the mark. "What's the goal?"

Thera shrugged. "It depends on the demon that the symbol belongs to. I've never seen that one before so I don't know."

"They said it belongs to...Bell something...the perfect?"

Thera paused in thought and then gasped and covered her mouth. "Bel-Deron, the Flawless?"

"Yeah...that was it..." Naomi gulped.

"Oh. Oh, Naomi, I am so sorry. That is not good at all," Thera squeezed her hand. At the moment, Anisa and Lea arrived but kept their distance. "If they were agents of Bel-Deron, then the demons you fought are called the Flawless Knights. Their master is a demon of excess, lust, pleasure, and luxury."

"That doesn't sound so bad."

"On the surface, no, but Bel-Deron subjugates humans as his sex slaves. He followers hunt them, drag them to his domain, where they're subject to his carnal deprivation for all eternity."

"Wait," Naomi paused. "You said they could find me. Does that mean they're coming here?"

"No," Thera shook her head. "All of our safehouses have protective wards that null demonic power. I made sure of that. But the minute you step outside..."

"God dammit..." Naomi groaned and leaned back on the couch. "So either I just stay here as a prisoner or end up some fucking demon's condom...Fantastic."

"There has to be something we can do," Anisa said.

"There is someone who can help, but we will need to travel far." Thera stood up. "You will have to dress for the cold," she told Naomi.

"There are spare winter clothes here so she won't have to risk going to her apartment," Anisa said.

"Have fun freezing your asses off," Lea said. "The Admirals are up by 3 runs. I'm going back to my game," she started to walk off.

"We're going to the Temple of the Guardian, Lea," Thera said, causing her pause and look back.

Anisa smiled and put a hand on Lea's arm. "I'm sure Tsomo will be happy to see you again. I'll get your costumes. The grandmaster is all about appearances." She then walked off.

"Temple of the Guardian? Grandmaster?" Naomi looked in confusion. "What are we playing, a game of Gods and Monsters?" (Author's note: God's and Monsters is a Dungeons and Dragons-style tabletop RPG played by characters in my universe. It plays a prominent role in my story The Geek Goes to DiceCon (Delta City Villains no. 2)

"I never imagined you to be into that nerd shit..." Lea said before walking off to go change.

Thera watched them go and then turned back to Naomi. "Weather aside, the temple is quite breathtaking. At the very least, there are hot springs there for you to relax once this is all done. It's honestly one of my favorite places in the world."

Naomi stood up and stretched. "A spa day doesn't sound bad at all after the night I just had." She walked behind Thera and put her hands on her shoulders and leaned in close. "Shit, get me through this and I'll give you a massage with a happy ending if you want." She laughed and walked away to get ready.

Thera watched her walked away and then looked down at her hardened nipples, the idea Naomi just put into her head causing her to smile.

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