*We see DAU Kermit, Slick Goku, Rex, and Janna walking into Jay's Workspace, with Slick and Kermit each holstering guns on their back.*
Slick Goku: I still can't believe I got added into Fortnite, my people. Best fucking decision Epic Games ever made.
DAU Kermit: Oh, it was fucking genius, Slick. Epic Games just made sure that every anime weeb in the world's gonna play their game. You've played it, Otaku's played it, Dai's played it. Pretty much the entire posse's played it by now...except for Rex's guy.
Rex: FIGHT ME!
Janna: Hey, have you guys seen Jay? It's almost storytime.
?: Over here, Janna! I'm just speaking with someone.
*Everyone turns to look to see RJ "Jay" Writing Ink sitting at a table with a very special guest: Jennifer Walters, AKA the She-Hulk.*
DAU Kermit: Ayo? Is that She-Hulk?
Janna: She's even bigger than I thought she'd be.
Rex: FIGHT ME!
Jay: Hey, guys. Come and meet my new attorney, Ms. Walters.
She-Hulk: Oh, Jay, no need to be so formal. You may call me She-Hulk.
Jay: Okay! Anywho, I hired She-Hulk to help me with a lawsuit I'm planning.
Janna: Who the heck could you possibly have to sue, dude?
Jay: Warner Bros. I'm suing Warner Bros.
*Slick immediately pulls out his guns*
Slick Goku: Say no more, my dude. Those Mofos need to pay. How dare they screw over all those shows.
DAU Kermit: Seriously, how the fuck does it makes sense to take Infinity Train and Close Enough off HBO Max? Do they fucking want people to pirate the shows?
Jay: Piracy is something that shouldn't be condoned, Kermit, but in this case...
She-Hulk: Ahem.
Jay: Anyway, I'm trying to sue Warner Bros for disrespecting animation. They've gone too far. Close Enough, Mao Mao, OK K.O., Infinity Train. I'm almost tempted to cancel my subscription in protest!
Janna: Um...are we still doing a story today?
Jay: Oh...oh yeah. This is a special chapter, by the way. I've had a two-part arc floating around in my head for a while. And since there's a lot of superhero-related stuff going on this August, I thought now would be a good time to put it in motion. So, I hope you guys enjoy it. In the meantime, She-Hulk and I will go over our lawsuit some more...
"So, there it is; Grauman's Chinese Theater, located along the Hollywood Walk of Fame. It's even bigger than I thought it would be," Comet thought aloud as he looked down from his vantage point atop Cloudy. "Some of the greatest movies in Earth history have had their premieres here...or the Dolby Theatre. Or the El Capitan. But this place had the premiere for Star Wars, so it's the coolest one. What do you think, Cloudy?"
"Tee-hee. I like the lion statues!" Cloudy said.
"Oh, yeah. Though I think it would be cooler with dragons," Comet noted as he looked down at the entrance and saw the stone lion statues. "And to think, in just two weeks, my friends and I will be here, seeing the western premiere of the new Dragon Ball film in one of the greatest theaters on Earth!" Comet was so excited over it that he could hardly sit still!
It all started a few days ago when, out of the blue, Marcia got a call from Brittney Wong. Due to Wong International's status as one of the largest businesses in California, her family regularly got invitations to major social events where they rubbed elbows with wealthy moguls and celebrities, such as movie premieres. And, though Comet couldn't understand why, her family got an invitation to see the premiere of Dragon Ball Super: Superhero in America in Hollywood. Since none of them could go (nor were they interested in going), Brittney's parents passed the tickets on to her, and she decided to pass them on to Marcia. She said that it was partly to make up for what happened with Marcia at her birthday party. Marcia happily took Brittney up on her offer as a lifelong fan of the Dragon Ball franchise.
Oh, and for some reason, the Wong family got an extra ticket. This meant that Marcia had four tickets to see DB Super: Superhero. Now she, Comet, Alfonso, and Ferguson were getting the chance to see the film at one of the most famous theaters in America, something that excited them all to no end.
Their plan was simple: they would meet up at Marcia's house two hours before the premiere, and then Comet would use his dimensional scissors to take them straight to the Chinese Theater. Perfect, except for the fact that Comet had no idea how to get there. One of the prerequisites for using dimensional scissors was that the user had to know their destination. If not, that could send them someplace completely random at best, or the void that existed between dimensions at worst! Hence, why Comet was currently floating above the theater on Cloudy instead of being in PE class.
If Marcia were there, she would've chewed him out for skipping out on school, but in all honesty, gym was the one class he could afford bailing on. Thanks to a lifetime of physical activity, Comet completed the exercises the coach gave them without even breaking a sweat. In all honesty, he was starting to think that he was making the other guys look bad...and some of the girls kept giving him these weird looks. Either way, he bailed. Besides, he had to go into LA because he had an errand to run.
"Well, it should be about time. Better go and get it." Comet then urged Cloudy away from the theater and towards Melrose Avenue. More specifically, the La Cienga Design Quarter.
While Comet was still new to Earth and its various forms of media, his friends were more than happy to show him the coolest stuff. And anime happened to be one of the things that he grew to love the most, especially Shonen anime. Marcia, Alfonso, and Ferguson were super-fans of the Dragon Ball franchise; they'd grown up watching it on TV, and their shared love for it was part of why the unlikely trio had become friends. So, when new Dragon Ball films started coming out, they created a tradition of seeing them in theaters together, but not as themselves. They would each dress up as one of the characters from the anime to show fans how hardcore they were about it. And now that Comet had joined their friend group, he wouldn't be left out.
There it is, Comet thought as he finished scanning the La Cienga District from up in the sky, having located his destination. It was a moderately sized clothes shop with a sign on the top that read "Ultimate Costume Emporium." It looked just like the photos he found of the place on Etsy.
"All right, Cloudy. Take us down," he told his cloud spell, who happily obeyed. After all, Comet was here on a mission.
Since this was the first time that Comet had ever done something like cosplaying (unless he counted his disguise for Sgt. Oleg's), he wanted to go all out. While he could've used his magic to make his costume, he decided to make things interesting. So, one quick search on Etsy later, he had found this store. Apparently, they were an independent costume production company that stayed in business by selling their costumes to the various movie studios in Hollywood. In recent years, though, they started taking online requests for one-of-a-kind, custom costumes for the public. And what Comet wanted to wear to the premiere was very custom.
The cost for this costume wasn't of any real concern to Comet. Ignoring the fact that he was a Prince who regularly got a sizeable allowance from his parents (which they insisted be managed by the Diaz family), Comet had more than enough money. He just had to dig into the treasure stashed in the Shooting Star and exchange it for cash (he had to thank Brittney for showing him how to do that,) and boom! The people who ran the Emporium took the order. Now, all that was left was for Comet to pick it up. A few minutes later, Comet was exiting the Emporium, but not wearing the same outfit that he was wearing when he went in.
Given how the new Dragon Ball film was called "Superhero," there was only one character that Comet wanted to go as Gohan's alter ego, the Great Saiyaman. Except, he had decided that he wanted to put his own spin on the hero's costume, making something more...Comet-like, if that makes sense. That's why his costume was a fusion (no pun intended) of the Great Saiyaman and his royal, Princely outfit.
The shirt was made to look sky-blue with a golden undershirt, and decorative buttons were sewn onto it to mimic his royal attire. Instead of wearing tights underneath, Comet had on a looser, more comfortable form of the pants that came with his suit, which were also a darker shade of blue. The cape remained the same red from the anime, and Comet had kept his boots. To complete the ensemble, he had swapped out his hat for a bandanna he wore over his head, keeping back just enough so that a little bit of his blonde hair peaked out in the front. In a rather humorous twist, this caused his hair to stand up in two little points, mimicking the horns from his many hats.
Comet looked and felt like a blend between classy royal and enthusiastic cosplayer. The best of both worlds, as he saw it.
"All right, Cloudy," Comet said to his faithful mode of transportation. "Let's get home so we can put this somewhere it won't get damaged. If we hurry, I'll be back at school before anyone notices I'm gone." Comet then reached into the pockets of his costume and began to pull out his dimensional scissors. He was so focused on retrieving the magical item that he almost failed to notice the sound of screeching tires and roaring engine's coming in his direction. Key word is almost.
As his ears picked up on the approaching sound, Comet stopped what he was doing and looked up in time to see a black, armored van come hurtling down the streets at speeds that were clearly well above what would be considered safe. Compounding this was the fact that whoever was driving the vehicle seemed to do so in a very erratic manner, because they were getting way too close to the sidewalk.
Scratch that. They were now halfway on the sidewalk and heading right for where Comet was standing.
"Oh, crud." Comet's muscle memory automatically kicked in, and he instinctively ducked and rolled to the right, narrowly avoiding being hit by the van as it continued its joyride down the street. Poor Cloudy, though, got run right through. Being a sentient cloud reduced him to several smaller clouds before starting to magically reform. In a few seconds, Cloudy was back to normal, albeit with a very startled look on his face.
"Oh, what was that?" was all Cloudy could say as he joined his creator in watching the out-of-control van, both of them having concerned looks.
"I don't know, Cloudy," Comet truthfully said. "But I know enough about Earth to know that that-" he referred to the van, "isn't normal." Comet didn't know why he chose to do what he did next. Maybe it was curiosity or concern for anyone who happened to be nearby. Whatever the reason, one thought ran through Comet's head at that moment: he had to follow that van.
"Come on, Cloudy! We're going after that thing!" he said before jumping aboard the pink cloud and beckoning him to take to the air.
"Roger that, Comet!" Cloudy dutifully replied before flying off in the direction that the van was headed.
It turns out that Comet had every reason to be worried. The van continued to move all over the place, running up against the curb, driving into the oncoming lane, whizzing between any cars unfortunate enough to be in its path. It was nuts!
"What are these guy's doing? At this rate, someone's going to end up getting killed!" Comet said with increasing alarm as he watched the ongoing spectacle. Then, just to prove his point, the van took a right turn onto another street with a crosswalk. And, to make matters worse, two boys his age were making their way to the other side of the street, unaware of the impending danger!
"Oh no!" Comet knew that calling out to the boys would be pointless. The van was coming too fast; there was no time for either of them to move out of the way. He could do only one thing to prevent a horrible tragedy.
"Step on it, Cloudy!" Comet ordered the cloud, pushing his mount to zoom down the street until they reached the crosswalk. Without hesitation, Comet leaped off Cloudy towards the ground thirty feet below. Taking hold of his Wand, he silently thought of a spell that created a pile of pillows that cushioned his fall.
"Uhh, what the..." one of the boys spoke as they looked up, noticing the unexpected pile of pillows on the street. Then his companion followed suit, only this one happened to look down the street and saw the van coming right for them.
"Oh, crud! We're gonna die!" the other boy screamed in alarm as the van got closer and closer. His companion noticed this as well, and immediately, he froze up like a deer in headlights, same as the other boy.
Comet only had a few seconds to respond as the van came careening towards them. He knew he had to stop it, but the big question was how he would do so. Could he use Air Strike Shield and hope that would blunt the impact? No, there was no guarantee that that would work. The shield could shatter on impact. A ramp? If he did that, it could fly into the air and hit someone else. At last, Comet got it.
Pointing his Wand at the van, Comet hastily shouted, "Rainbow Mega-Smack Hands!" Obeying his command, a pair of rainbow-colored hands sprouted from his Wand. The hands were massive, each almost half the size of the van. Mentally following his wishes, Comet placed the hands directly in front of him, palms outstretched like that of an athlete ready to catch a ball. In this case, the ball was a runaway van!
In moments, van and magical constructs connected. For a moment, Comet felt himself get pushed back, the physics of the moving vehicle trying to force their way past his defensive spell. Gritting his teeth, Comet dug his heels into the asphalt and doubled down on his magic. He commanded the vehicle to stop! He would not let it hurt anyone!
After a few tense seconds that seemed to drag on for several minutes, the van began coming to a stop. The tires stopped moving as the engine quieted down to a low purr. It looked as though the crisis had been averted, and Comet began to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Hey! What the hell do you think you're doing?"
Nope, the crisis was back on. At that moment, two older guys in leather jackets and beanie hats came walking out of the van in Comet's direction, and even though sunglasses covered their eyes, Comet could tell from their facial expressions that they were pissed.
Well, so am I, Comet reminded himself. These jerks almost killed two people and put so many others in danger!
"What am I doing? I just saved you guys from turning these two into roadkill!" Comet then looked behind him at the two boys, who were just standing there and watching everything happening. "You guys all right, by the way?"
"Uhhh, yeah."
"Yeah, we're good. This is cool."
"Look, I don't want to tell you guys how to do your job," Comet told the two drivers as he turned to face them again, "but you shouldn't be putting people's lives in danger like that. You could've killed someone!" Comet knew that it was slightly hypocritical of him to say this since he was guilty of putting himself and his friends in danger many times. However, he always went to ensure they got out of trouble in one piece.
The two guys (who Comet now realized were probably not the kind of people who would be driving an armored van), though, didn't seem to care. "Oh yeah? Well, we have way more important things to do than worry about a few dumbasses or some little punk who doesn't know when to mind his own business!" One of the drivers, a taller man with an unkempt neckbeard, proceeded to pull a knife out of his pocket and tried to rush Comet.
He didn't even come close to hitting the Prince of Mewni. The boy's years of combat experience allowed him to easily sidestep his attacker, much to the man's surprise. Before he could try and swipe at him again, Comet extended his Wand into staff mode and deftly used it to strike at the man's arm, knocking the knife out of his hand.
"GAAAAHH!" the man cried in pain as he looked at his injured limb. "What the Hell? You just broke my arm!"
"Oh, relax, you big baby," Comet told him. "I sprained it at best."
"Why, you little shit!" Now the other guy came rushing at Comet, only this one had pulled out a pistol from his coat pocket, and he was trying to get to point-blank range to shoot Comet without fear of missing.
When he first came to Earth, Comet had no idea what a firearm was. It took learning about it from the Internet, TV, and video games to figure out that it was, for lack of a better term, like a mini-crossbow on steroids. Oh, and getting hit by what came out of it would hurt. A lot.
Comet never gave the guy the chance to pull the trigger. Moving at incredible speeds, he closed the gap between them before ducking underneath and, using his Wand-staff, he swept at his enemy's feet and sent him falling flat on his back onto the hard asphalt. As his body stung from the impact, his attacker let out a howl of pain. That was enough for Comet to have time to do what he did next. Grinning, he aimed his Wand at the point and called out, "Asphalt Containment Chains!" In moments, a pair of concrete manacles sprung up from the street before running over the guy's arms and torso, pinning him in place and leaving him defeated.
Seeing that his partner had been bested, the other guy tried to make a run for it, but that was a big mistake. Comet pointed his Wand and shouted, "Raspberry ribbon lasso!" Moments later, the fleeing thug was lying flat on his belly on the sidewalk, hogtied by a super-durable rope made from raspberry licorice.
"Whoa," one of the two bystanders said. "That was cool."
"Yeah. Yeah, that kicked ass!" his companion added. "How did you do that?"
Comet smiled at the two teens and said, "magic, dude. Plain and simple." Having stopped the two criminals from what he believed had been an armed robbery, Comet decided that he had no more reason to be there. "You guys stay safe now, you hear? And make sure the cops know about these guys!" he told them before summoning Cloudy down to his side. He had to hurry back to Echo Creek Academy before gym class ended! "Later, guys!" he called out as he began to fly away from the scene, leaving the two boys just standing there, awestruck at what happened.
"Whoa. That guy kicks ass."
"Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! We gotta tell someone about him!"
"Uhhh, dude. We're not going to tell someone," the one guy said.
"We're not?"
"No, my friend. We are going to tell everyone about him."
"Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!"
Spongebob Narrator: The Next Morning
Comet got up a little bit earlier than usual that morning. He had difficulty sleeping that night because he kept worrying about his costume. Had he wound up getting it damaged? That fight was pretty hectic, and the last thing that he wanted to do was let it get wrecked before the premiere! In the end, he got up at least an hour before dawn. He tried to look over the costume before Marcia woke up and found everything out. Much to his relief, he found that the outfit was still pristine.
Satisfied with his inspection, Comet returned the costume to its hiding place before going to his dresser to grab his mirror before heading downstairs for breakfast. As he opened his mirror to check for any messages, he was floored to be met with a bunch of notifications from his social media accounts. Compelled by curiosity, Comet clicked on the first one...and almost dropped the mirror in surprise. Social media seemed to be ablaze talking about one thing and one thing alone: #BlueMagus.
It started with an article published late last night titled, "Mysterious Vigilante Thwarts Armed Hijacking in Hollywood!" In it, the report explained how someone the author had dubbed "the Blue Magus" had shown up out of nowhere and took down the two criminals responsible for hijacking an armored van en route to a nearby bank. In doing so, he saved the lives of those two hapless boys and prevented thousands of dollars in property damage.
Vigilante? That's like a superhero, right? Comet sorted through his memories as he remembered all the things that he had learned about superheroes while on Earth. The concept of heroes wasn't new to him; Mewni had its fair share of heroes, both real and mythical. Seven Hells, his ancestor's counted as among them. But the heroes found in stories on Earth? Comet had been blown away by just how many Humans had come up with. And some of the greatest had only come in the last hundred years, no less! From Spider-Man to Super-Man, to Deku and the Great Saiyaman; so many heroes from this incredible dimension.
Ever since he was little, Comet had dreamt of one day becoming a hero. One of his visions of his life was of him traveling the Universe, using his magic to strike down evil wherever it may lurk, and helping those who couldn't help themselves. And now that he had the Wand and could use magic...what had he done with it since then? Yeah, he had saved his friends several times, battle pirates, Monsters, a corrupt boarding school, and more, but that felt few and far between. He knew that Earth had a lot of problems and crime, but he never felt the need to do something about it.
As Comet looked at the photo of himself, dressed in his costume as he saved two innocent teens and took down a pair of thugs, a thought crept into his head. A thought that filled him with a new resolve, and a new goal.
Maybe it's time that I change that.
With that, Comet went to his closet and began to pull out his costume as he began to monologue.
"Comet Dragonfly, age 14. On the outside, he looked like nothing more than an incredibly handsome teen with amazing fashion sense. Little did the world know that he was not a normal boy, but a magical prince from another dimension."
Comet began to put on the various pieces to his costume as he kept talking.
"Armed with the ancestral Wand passed down through his family for centuries, Comet Dragonfly vowed to use his magical prowess to protect the world that he'd come to call his home. He would become the mystical champion that Earth needed. He would become...the Blue Magus!" As Comet finished putting on his costume (and his monologue), he struck a heroic pose that would either make fans of superheroes giddy...or just cringe.
Like, Marcia, for example.
"Hey, Comet, have you seen my Videl wig lying around?" Marcia asked as she walked into his bedroom. "I can't seem to find it anywhere, and..." she fell silent as soon as she saw her roommate's getup while Comet felt a drop trickle down his face. He wanted to keep his costume a secret for the movie premiere (yes, he still planned on going in that costume), but now those plans had gone out the window.
"What are you doing in that getup, Comet?" Marcia hesitantly asked, as if she was dreading whatever explanation he came up with.
"I am not Comet anymore, Marcia," Not-Comet proclaimed as he began to strike heroic poses "I am now the Amazing Blue Magus, master of the magical arts, defender of all that is good-"
"Why are you posing like that?"
"-And your new friendly neighborhood superhero!"
Oh, good grief. Marcia wasn't sure if she wanted to know what prompted this, but she knew enough about Comet to know what it meant: trouble. "You mean reckless vigilante and attention-seeker," she said with a deadpan expression.
"The Blue Magus seeks no attention, citizen. Attention just happens to follow him wherever he goes!" Comet shot back. "Now, if you'll excuse me, it's time for me to fufill my duties and patrol the cities in search of those in need!"
Before Marcia could do anything else, Comet ran to the balcony of his tower, summoned Cloudy, and began to ride him away into the sky to who knows where leaving the Human on Terra Firma.
"This is nuts, even for you, Comet! You're never going to solve systemic societal problems by punching people!" She called out to him.
"Watch meeee!" he defiantly yelled as he faded into a dot on the horizon, leaving Marcia by herself.
"Well...this can't be good."
Jay: Will Comet's plan to become a superhero succeed? Will he really use his magic for the betterment of all mankind, or will he just end up screwing up like he does a lot? Were those two boys he saved really Beavis and Butthead? And more importantly, will Jay and She-Hulk build a credible case against Warner and their tyrannical treatment of its IP's? All of these questions (except for that third one) will be answered in the next issue of "The Amazing Blue Magus!"
*Cricket noises as everyone present looks at Comet weirdly*
Jay: Too much?
Janna: Yeah, man. Way too cliche.
Jay: Noted. Also, I wasn't joking about this idea. I genuinely want to tell a story where Comet uses his magic to become a superhero for a short period. I meant for this to be a one-shot chapter, but time constraints kept me from finishing this. And a little bit of writer's block. That's what happens when I have to come up with a new story idea on the fly.
DAU Kermit: Hey, it can't be any worse than my alter-ego, Spider-Frog. By the way, shouldn't we go see the new Dragon Ball movie? The one that's out, like, right now?
Jay: Ah, crapbaskets, you're right, Kermit. Sorry, She-Hulk, but can we pick this up later tonight? I forgot I got tickets for everyone to see the new movie, and we gotta celebrate El Blanco Gohan becoming canon.
She-Hulk: Certainly.
Jay: To the movie theater...which is also right here, because I can make it using my Infinity Ring. But first, time for
READERS REVIEWS
ChaosControlFreak455: Feel free to suggest improvements.
95: Noted. And you're not that far off on some of them. But to be fair, I'm limiting which of Comet's other friends would get a Pokémon to those who won't be able to defend themselves otherwise.
NightAroma: I'm still not watching Bakugan, but thanks. And yes, the whole point of this (besides fanservice) was to show that what happened to Toffee left some lingering issues in Comet. And, probably no Zygarde.
The Wandering Hippie: Relax, Hippie. The Guardians won't be coming back for a bit, and this is just setting up for down the line. Like, say, the Battle of Mewni? Also, sorry to hear that about your stuff.
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