Guys, this is a Bleach-Devil May Cry crossover. Though it looks as if Bleach has very little to do with it, I promise that I would focus more on it in the future. It took me a while to write again because I got busy with college. Anyway, please check this out.

Chapter 1: The Invitation

Nothing unusual was happening in Seiretei. The usual creepy serenity covered the land. Shinigami roaming every now and then, a few training sessions here and there, they were just doing all of the usual activities that they ever did. The eleventh doing their do-or-die drills, the twelfth with Mayuri and his peculiar experiments, Hitsugaya drowning in paperwork, a drunk Shunsui trying to hit on Nanao. For short, nothing new. Nothing pretty much… exciting.

There were no such ramblings in Soul Society those days. Even though Aizen posed much of a threat to them, it seemed as if his activities ceased to cause much trouble to them. There were no reported cases of strong reiatsu levels popping up from nowhere. It was as if the Espada and Aizen's army had taken a break themselves. There were shinigami guarding the human world just in case, but all that they ever reported were cases of mere hollow appearances as they were pretty much common. Just taken in for counting of the passage of souls to and fro of Soul Society. But aside from that, nothing much. It was just another ordinary clear day in Seiretei.

Or that was what they thought.

Just at the doorstep of the captain commander's office stood a white-haired shinigami wearing a haori with the symbol of thirteen at the back. A look of certain concern was masking his face. One could tell that there was of some urgency in what he had been dealing with.

"Thirteenth squad captain Ukitake Jushiro requesting an immediate meeting with the captain commander as of this moment."

"Request is granted. You may come in, Ukitake."

"Hai."

Ukitake slowly opened the creaking door, came in and closed it otherwise in the same slow, careful fashion he did a while ago. He moved towards the old figure bursting with authority. The old man could tell to some extent that there was some gravity involved in the situation.

"For what purpose did you request this meeting, Ukitake?"

"There have been a few reports of some kind of activity in the real world, sensei. This report just came in a few moments ago. There were some energy readings that are inconsistent with any of our records. It wasn't anything that we have ever encountered. The nature of the energy was not in the nature of any of the human-derived souls as we always encounter. It wasn't a human, a bounto, a shinigami, a vaizard, a hollow nor an arrancar. The readings were a lot different. However, it didn't last long. The readings plopped back to normal after a very short while. It would appear as if the source just vanished into thin air."

"I see. This may pose a threat in a certain sense. However, we could not investigate that much. All we could do now is prepare. But maybe some research would do us some good. There may be a few texts that would help us."

"I understand. I will continue investigating this matter."

Mocking laughter roared through the air in a hoarse, reverberated manner. Around a circle of hateful masked creatures stood a man with silvery-white hair dressed in a long red coat.

"You look tasty, human. To tell you the truth, I could tell something that ain't normal with you. If in case I encounter that scent again, I'd know how that would taste."

The man scoffed at the remark from the large creature in front of him. Several others were encircling him and some of them had giant bat-like wings, hovering above him. He looked rather bored, his brows furrowing at those he was facing.

"You know what? I ain't got time for this. You see, I was invited to a party and I was just on my way there, but you punks just had to mug me out here. You just had to crash into me, huh?" He paused for a while, and then assumed an expression that of a realization dawning upon someone. "Ah! I know you! Some guys I saw last time called you… uhmm… wait, I think that was… swallows? No… though sounds kinda like that, though. Hmm… yeah, it ends with an 'ow' sound."

"You dare taunt us, human?! I'll rip your heart out to shreds for your insolence!"

The hollow roared a battle cry, telling the others to commence upon their attack. The airborne creatures started to dive to towards him, screeching their wails of terror and driven by hunger. He took an unusually-shaped blade that was slung by his back, a double-edged one with a skull design as its crossguard and threw it upwards, causing it to spin rapidly in mid-air. The flying hollows were sliced to shreds upon passing the blade that had been spinning above him, each of them wailing a sound of pain as they disintegrated into the air. As the sword spun in the air, he pulled out two guns from his back and started shooting the remaining hollows that ran toward him. With each bullet one of them fell, slowly disappearing to thin air. After a few moments of shooting, he returned the two banes of metal back to their holsters, and just in time he raised a hand and caught the blade by its handle when it finally fell down. Only one hollow remained, and it was the largest one.

"So you're the only one left, huh? That ain't fun. But hey, tell you what: I'm late for my party, so I gotta leave in a heck. It's your lucky day. Well, gotta run now."

He turned around and started walking away. The hollow clenched its fists in anger shouted at him.

"How dare you… don't you turn your back on me!"

"Hmmm? I thought I told you I have something to do, so go piss off somewhere else."

The enormous creature howled and charged at him. He threw his blade at it, piercing it in the chest but not enough to cause it to slow down in any manner. It continued to rage toward him like a mad bull. He drew one of his guns and sent out a bullet towards it, but finding not the hollow itself as the target. The bullet hit and ricocheted against the hilt of the blade lobbed on the hollow's chest, pushing it further and killing the hollow. Smoke rose from the gun's mouth, and the blade fell on the ground as the hollow disappeared. He returned it to its place and walked over to pick up his weapon. After picking it up, a large gate embroidered with skulls suddenly popped out of the ground. The two large frames that served as the opening slowly moved apart, revealing a fiery passageway. He grinned cockily at the sight of it.

"So this is going to be one hell of a party after all."

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