The Rise of Madness: The Remix
Author's Note 1: Thought this was the end of ol' Dante! Thought after the first story and his supposed sequel (which is on hiatus) that you'd never hear of him again? Haha! As if! Like Octo-Mom and Tiger Wood's current scandal, he'll never stay silent. Mostly because he just doesn't know how. Anyway, think of this story like a game. You already completed it, but what fun is it without replay value. That's what it is. And as a bonus, it will include newer scenes and dialogue. Also, I wanted to touch it up a bit. Thought the story wasn't as straight-forward, so I decided it was time for a re-edit. Now, it's time to get on with the tale.
Author's Note 2: This story will have languages, drug references, sexual preferences, and contain pop-culture references.
Author's Note 3: Italicized font is for thought. Parenthesis is addition in detail. Bold parenthesis and letters will be the music played on the i-pod.
Author's Note 4: I also decided to add a Dictionary at the bottom of a chapter. Some terms used (from Bleach-related material to real world references) can be covered here.
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach. It's owned by Tite Kubo. I also don't own the franchises that have been or soon will be mentioned. I'm also not part of My Way Entertainment. It would be cool, but it's not a reality.
Ch. 1
The Seireitei, home of the legendary shinigami. Today seemed like any other boring day. A blue sky covered with few clouds with a bright sun shinning overhead. At least, that's what it looked like on the surface. A few hours ago, the invisible and widely believed impenetrable, Sekkiseki barrier was compromised by what appeared to be a cannonball of spiritual energy containing four youths and a cat. Once it broke through, the intruders became separated by the force of the blast. Now every soul reaper from each of the thirteen courts were on the lookout for these "ryoka" as they have been immediately called.
However, what they haven't realized was that the event brought forth something unexpected. In a dark alley inside the maze that were the streets of the Seireitei, a body of a young black male laid unconscious. After a few minutes, he stirred awake and instinctively grabbed onto the wall next to him to pick his aching body up. He wore a red and black sweater with black jeans (the pockets, bottom tips of the legs and waist line were red). Wrapped around his neck was a black cloak. This teen was Dante Blaine, an assassin from a different world.
"Ah shit…" he groaned. "I knew I shouldn't have taken that pill with the Sobe back in Shibuya with all them bitches in the crib..." With his head against the wall, Dante let his arms hang at his side, seemingly tired. It wasn't long until he felt a familiar item against his waist on his right side. It was his katana, a slender Japanese sword. He then placed his left hand on his back where it wrapped around a pole weapon. It was his large scythe with a thin, metal blade and long wooden handle. "Looks like I gots my arms wit' me. Speaking of which…" The young man left the dark alley and found himself in unfamiliar territory. Everywhere he looked, there was nothing but small homes and one level apartments with a tile covered street. He looked up and replied, "Where the hell am I?"
"Hey you!" called a voice to his left. The teen turned his attention to the owner and saw three men heading to his location. Each one wore black robes and held a katana at their side.
The young man looked at the strangers with a bewildered glance. "Why the hell are you chumps dressed like that?" the Dante replied. "Didn't have the cheddar to make real costumes for the anime convention?"
"What did you say, you little punk!?" the lead man exclaimed "You dare insult the attire of a Soul Reaper!?"
"Soul Reaper… Wait a minute," Dante said in a sly manner. "You mother fuckers are supposedly from Bleach, right?"
"What the hell are you talking about," replied one of the robed men.
"Oh my god! You guys are cosplayers and you don't even know what you're cosplaying? Man, you're bigger losers than I thought! Even I know what that anime is! But I have to be even crazier than I am now to where something like that!"
"We're not these 'cosplayers' you speak of," objected one of the shinigami. "We are real Soul Reapers."
"Yeah right! I know this is really some hood in Kyoto where some fools tossed me at. Trust me when I say I'll get those bitches back faster than a cheetah on PCP."
"Shut the hell up and listen!" shouted the leading Soul Reaper. "You are a ryoka who has trespassed within the walls of the Seireitei. Such crimes will not be tolerated!"
Still not believing the shinigami, Dante only laughed at the two men. "Yeah, right!" he cackled. "You guys are taking you're roles too far!" For a few moments, the three officers watched as the black teen continued to laugh. Once he finished, Dante glanced at the three men's serious faces. Not long after examining their expressions, a sour look came across Dante's face. "You three is serious," he said as he pointed to them. These men only nodded in response. "Oh shit..." Dante muttered, realizing that perhaps, there was a chance that he wasn't where he thought he was.
"Now, you could either come quietly, or you can make this hard on yourself," the lead shinigami said as he and his comrades approached. "It's your choice."
"My choice, huh?" Dante asked. "Bitch, don't you know who I am? I'm Dante Blaine! You think a brotha like me is gonna simply hand his ass over to you bitch asses? Shit, unlike that punk David Blaine, I know some real ass hocus pocus. And it involves getting down with bitches and hoes and kicking ass! So you best protect ya neck 'cause Imma be on you like a mother fuckin' Silverback, knawmean!?"
With his katana in hand, Dante rushed at the enemies. The soul reapers also charged at the young black teen as fast as they could, ready to attack. However, Dante proved to be faster than his three rivals and was able to slash the trio with his blade before they could even touch him. "Gyaaahh…" hissed one of the fallen foes. "…Damn you…!"
"Yeah, bow down to the true pimp, bitch!" replied the ever so 'humble' Dante. "Now if you excuse me…" Just as Dante was about to leave, he heard voices of more enemies coming around the corner.
"Hey, I heard something over here," said one of them.
"Oh shit, more chumps that be lookin' like rejects from Seven Samurai thinkin' they got the drop on me." It was at that moment Dante cracked a sinister smile. "But not for long."
"Rushing into battle against numerous opponents with little knowledge. How naive," a voice called.
"What the-!?" Dante replied as he froze in his tracks. Just as he noticed the sound, the world around him became frozen and grey. Time had instantly ceased around him. "Damn... I thought the effects had ended a while ago."
"No this isn't some pot reaction!" boomed the voice once again. Now the black teen was scanning the area around him, trying to find the source of the noise and sudden pause in reality. "You're not going to find me. I'm inside your mind."
"Oh, well that's just great," the black teen quipped. "And here I thought I was running low on personalities. What's the number at? Twenty-four? I guess two or three more wouldn't hurt."
"Silence!" hissed the foreign voice. "I am the spirit of the sword. It is finally time for you to unlock the power within. Now that we are home, our true power will finally be realized."
"True power? Wow Mr. Voice, you're beginning to sound more interesting than the others taking space up there."
"Now, in order to gain access, I shall tell you my name. That is, if you can hear it." Deciding to take the advice of this mysterious figure, the black teen cleaned his ears and listened intently for the name. A minute of silence passed until he heard the whisper of a name. "Did you hear it?" it asked.
"Yes. I get it."
"Then say it. Say my name loud and proud, wielder."
The color in the world around him began to return along with the normal flow of time. With his blade held high, the black teen shouted, "Shred with the fury of the future! Kowa ro Shii Maru!" Upon calling his weapon's name, Dante felt the power surging through his body. It was such a strong sensation he had never felt before. "So this is what it feels like!" he thought with a smile. "This is what spiritual power is like! Fucking sweet!"
As the first group of soul reapers came around the corner, they felt a sudden burst of energy. All that power flowing at once made a couple of the shinigami wet their pants. When the small team turned the bend to investigate, the number soon grew from the sight before them. Standing over the bodies of three fallen soul reapers was a large red dromaeosaur with a black back. It was at least ten feet long with large red eyes and armed with curved talons on both its hands and feet. What they didn't know was that this creature was actually Dante Blaine in the form of a Deinonychus. As his sickle-shaped toe claws tapped the tiled floor, he inspected his newly acquired body. "No way..." he thought in disbelief. "Is I...?" Knowing that this was for real the raptor screeched in loud celebration. "Oh yeah, bitches! Pays to be a genetic freak! Now we's 'bout to go Jurassic Park up in this mother fucker!" was what ear-shattering call was translated to.
The enemy swordsmen backed away slowly in fear from the sheer sight of the carnivore. Seeing something like this, they didn't know what to do. Then again, what would any person do if they saw a man-sized killer dinosaur literally armed to the teeth? "What in the hell is that thing!?" replied one of them. "Some kind of hollow?"
(Title: Invisible. Artist: Dj Envy; Red Cafe. Album: The Co-op.)
Dante approached his enemies with a smug smile on his face (which displayed his 70 needle sharp teeth). "You tellin' me a bunch of dead samurai mother fuckers don't know what a Deinonychus is? Ain't that a bitch! Now if you don't mind, I got to get to the bank and make a transaction so I can pay back my boy Hulio in Downtown the ten dollars I've owe him for a couple of days and then get me some Kool-Aid." With that said, Dante dashed toward the frightened Soul Reapers. Using his agility and speed, the raptor hopped on the small pool of shinigami, leaping from head-to-head and shoulder-to-shoulder. After he made it through the mass, Dante continued sprinting.
As he ran, he heard more enemies coming toward him from ahead. Though Dante still had his weapons crossed behind his back, his current form rendered him unable to wield. When the foes came into sight, they ran headlong into battle, their swords drawn and unafraid of the creature heading for them. "Here comes some competition," thought Dante. With his jaws open, Dante lunged at the soul reapers. The first enemy tried to slash at the teen, but the raptor leaped back and headbutted him in the stomach. Another two enemies came at him, swinging their swords, hoping to hit the agile dinosaur. Dante quickly jumped up and kicked one of the enemies before bouncing onto a nearby wall and pouncing on another shinigami. Using his weight, Dante pinned the man to the ground and stood back up. He then kicking the man in the stomach hard enough to knock the wind out of him. "Man, you fools can't even hit me," Dante gloated, which came out as a hiss. Dante continued dashed forward and evaded another couple of slashes from a shinigami before retaliating with his claws. The attacker was stunned for a moment before his robes fell to the ground in shredded ribbons. With embarrassment mixed with fear, the Soul Reaper ran away from the scene, screaming in panic and covering his underwear. Shaking his head, Dante said to himself, "God that never gets old." He then saw the last two contenders rushing toward him, their blades out and at a level to decapitate him. Dante crouched down to avoid the beheading strike. He then turned around and jump kicked the two foes in the back. Both soul reapers fell onto their faces, the force of the ball knocking them out. "You chumps are nothig but pushovers! Come back in a million years when you got game!" Dante replied before he felt a change in his body. His form had now grew a light feathery coat. His arms were also decorated in a few long feathers along his arms and back. "Oh yeah, now we're talkin'!" he replied before glancing back at his latest foes. "Later punk asses!" he chirped before leaving them wounded and groaning in pain.
After a few minutes of running, the Deinonychus turned a corner, sliding off course a bit before continuing through the route. It wasn't long until he saw a small, child-like figure with white hair cross his path, carrying a large sword strapped to his back. It was Toshiro Hitsugaya, captain of the 10 division of Soul Reapers. The two knew that their paths would intersect in a matter of seconds. Both leered at one another as they approached the intersection. By the time their path's met, Toshiro quickly drew his zanpakuto and slashed. Reacting quickly to the attack, Dante managed to jump over the young captain and the strike. The two individuals exchanged one last glance before the raptor landed on the other side of the street and continued off. Toshiro watched as Dante leaped onto one of the building roofs and then a higher one before leaving the scene. Hitsugaya stood with a serious look on his face, glaring at where he last saw Dante. "That was a Deinonychus, wasn't it?" the young captain thought with a stern frown as he placed his long blade back into its scabbard. "Whatever it was, it and this ryoka situation is somehow connected." Still on guard, Hitsugaya moved slowly before picking up his pace and moving on to his barracks.
(Title: Inaudible. Artist: Celph Titled. Album: The Gatalog: A Collection of Chaos)
Meanwhile on a rooftop, Dante decided to take a rest. "Well, I guess I really is in the Seireitei," he thought. "And that kid who tried to flay me... That was Toshiro Hitsugaya, wasn't it?" Knowing the identity of his new acquaintance, the black teen began to laugh. "Sweet. I coulda taken 'im, but he just lucky I'm a nice guy."
"Don't kid yourself, wielder," someone called.
The black teen sighed, knowing exactly who it was. "Is that you, Kowa?"
"Were you hoping for someone else?"
"Well, I was hoping it would be the sensual voice of either Wendie Malick or Jessica Straus. Now I'm just disappointed."
"Hilarious," Kowa replied in a dry tone. "So what are your plans, wielder? Do you wish to return to your world?"
"My world?" Dante scoffed. "Hell no! I already did what I had to do there. The only thing I wasn't able to do was have that threesome. Shit, why couldn't I have been tossed here after I finished." Though he still couldn't see Kowa's face, something told him that the spirit was spinning its eyes. Then again, who wouldn't whenever Dante spoke. "So. Any idea why the hell we're here?"
"Let's just say it's a little cosmic justice."
"Cosmic justice? Nigga my name ain't Silver Surfer."
"Not that kind! Ugh... Forget it." With nothing more to speak about, Kowa ended his conversation with the black teen.
Dante waited for a response, but realized his spirit had already left. "Tch. It's not like I'm supposed to get what he meant," he said to himself. Resting his hands behind his head, the black teen laid on the rooftop in leisure. Though he was enjoying the current tranquility, he knew the peace wouldn't last for long. He was in unfamiliar (in a sense) territory and had to really be careful. Still, he still felt that there was fun which could be had and a question he could try and answer. "Why the hell is it called 'Bleach'!? Is there a friggin Clorox container I don't know about?"
Dictionary
Seireitei: The very heart of the Soul Society, it also known the Court of Pure Souls. It is where both the shinigami and noble families are separated from the rest of the citizens. Aside from four gates in the North, South, East, and West, it is also protected by a barrier which blocks any and all spiritual forces (well, at least 99.99% of the time).
Shinigami: Known as Death Gods or Soul Reapers. Warrior souls whose duties are to maintain balance in the world of the living by slaying evil spirits called hollows and purifying uncorrupted souls (called pluses). They also govern the flow of spirits from the living world to Soul Society and back again. Aside from having higher amounts of spiritual pressure, shinigami have the ability to wield zanpakuto (sword-like weapons which have the ability to unlock the owner's inner power).
Ryoka: A word which basically means intruders. Though it is rare for the Seireitei to be trespassed due to the high security measure, there are accounts of powerful being who have managed to breach the walls. It is said no good can come from ryoka.
Dante Blaine (1): An assassin from another world who is of black descent. He's a young man known for his insanity and random exclamations. Despite his naive and manic nature, he has the skill and confidence to back his skills up. He fights with a sword and a scythe and is well versed in dual-wielding.
Deinonychus: A deadly dinosaur of the dromaeosaur family. It's name, "terrible claw" comes from the four inch long curved talon armed on the second toe of his foot. Fossil studies from tracks to numerous bone beds reveal that it was an intelligent killer which lived in packs. Using its smarts and numbers, this creature was able to take down prey ten times its size. It lived in the Early Cretaceous (Albian epoch) in what is now Montana. Only one species, D. antirrohopus, is known.
Dromaeosaur: A family of vicious killer dinosaurs. They've been found all over the world and lived from the Late Jurassic until the Late Cretaceous. The smallest range from 2 ft. long (Microraptor) to a menacing 21 ft. long (Utahraptor). Due to their skeletal anataomy and feathered specimens, these creatures are said to be the closest relatives to modern birds. It is also said that due to the measurement in brain and body weight ratio, they were among the smartest of the dinosaurs.
Toshiro Hitsugaya (1): The current captain of the Squad 10. Known as a child genius, he is the youngest graduate of the Shinigami Academy in a century. Despite his child-like features, he is mature and serious. His zanpakuto, Hyorinmaru, is the strongest ice-type zanpakuto.
Zanpakuto: Known as the Soul-Cutter Swords, these weapons are usually held by shinigami. They come in many sizes, though most usually resemble katanas. A zanpakuto is the manifestation of a shinigami's power. However, it is also a sentient weapon with a mind of its own. It takes years of training to fully master the weapon and control the ability.
Kowa ro Shii Maru (1): One of Dante's zanpakuto. It's shiki takes the form of a long katana. Its special ability allows Dante to take the form of a Deinonychus antirrohopus. Now in Seireitei it is able to finally grow and become a powerful weapon.
Wendie Malick: A New York born actress known for her roles in various sitcoms such as Just Shoot Me!, Baywatch, Frasier, and Cheers. Aside from her work in live-action shows and films, she is also known for her voice work in television series like Jimmy Neutron, Static Shock, and Filmore! Wendee is on the board of directors of the Environmental Media Association, the board of advocates for Planned Parenthood and the advisory board of the Humane Society.
Jessica Straus: A voice actress hailing from California. She's known for her work in various anime and video games. Among the characters voiced include Myuria (Star Ocean: The Last Hope), Pi (.hack//G.U. game series), Gidget (Eureka Seven), and Tianzi (Code Geass R2).
Silver Surfer: Originally a man name Norrinn Radd from the planet Zenn-La. In order to save his world from being devoured by the planet eater known as Galactus, he agreed to become his herald. Imbued with cosmic energy and an surfboard-like craft, he traveled the cosmos in search of planets for his master to consume. However, when he arrived on Earth, he fought against the superhero team, the Fantastic Four. After a hard fought battle, Norrinn was reminded of nobility and fought with the Fantastic Four against Galactus. Though he saved Earth, his punishment for his betrayal was to remain an exile on the alien planet.