A/N This story is based off of the book series Dante's Devine Comedy. This series consists of three parts, the most famous being Dante's Inferno. Followed by Purgatorio and then Paradiso. It is a mix of Christianity and Greek Mythology. While I will follow the basic circles and punishments for the first part, Inferno, I plan to alter things so that it will fit with the Bleach laws of death. We must remember that before you criticize this work that we must remember how things work in Bleach.

There is the Soul Society where the purified and saved souls go. Then Hueco Mundo where the hollows live the unpurified souls go. And then the gates of Hell where the damned go. The humans who were not good in life. Even when being defeated as hollows they were still horrible humans so they are damned to hell.

As of right now I only plan on doing Inferno, it will be incredibly tough to do the other two, with the Soul Society factor. We will see. This is not meant to offend anyone. I am not trying to prove any religion wrong or right. I am just writing a Bleach fanfic, with a topic that has not been explored yet. After all I was raised on Greek Mythology with Gods and Goddess. I have the least amount of room to smack talk other religions. Please just enjoy it for what it is.

This fic is just on the border of T and M, and could at any minute fall into the M category. This is a hinted Gin and Aizen fanfic and will be told mostly from Aizen's point of view. While I would love to make it more so, Aizen and Gin going at it in hell seems more then a little inappropriate and out of place. If you feel that this fic needs to be bumped to an M rating, and it may need to be in time, let me know at any time, the last thing I want to do is offend.

My last warning is I do not own Bleach or any of the characters. Except for the Guide. She is a character of my own creation. And I do not own the Inferno story line. I am borrowing it.

This fic takes place with the war just ending. All Espadas are dead. Aizen, Gin, Tousen are the last three on the battlefield. Their ends were met the way the manga described.

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Chapter One-Entering Hell

It was their last chance. Their very last hope. So with only a second of hesitation he opened the gates to the Netherworld. To hell. The captains and vizords and that boy were swarming towards them.

His blade shook in fear as he summoned the door. His blade was advising him this was not a wise thing to do. This was not a place one should ever go to.

But it was their only hope.

Aizen watched as the doors open. No fear. This was the only way out. They would take cover for now. He felt Kaname hesitation as he recognized the ominous presence of the doors. And Gin, his eyes open and fearful at what he was about to be asked to do.

There enemies stopped carefully watching the three. No one dear approaching the door. All wary and fearful of it.

Aizen confidently stepped towards it entering without fear. Tousen a few steps behind, reluctant but following all the same. Gin frozen to the spot. Ah, yes the youngest of all of them would fear this the most. Never actually seeing the doors before, only hearing the stories.

"To hell and back, right Gin?" he held out his hand.

A fear like none he had ever seen in his prodigy's eyes. His scarlet eyes betraying every emotion in his soul. His smile long gone and a frown on his face.

"NO! Gin! Come back!" the strawberry blonde calling out to him. Her wound still bleeding freely her breathing was frail, using all her strength to call out to him. Her last chance to talk some sense into him.

He looked back at her for a second. The decision weighing heavily on his mind. Only his fear was making his loyalty waver. For that Aizen could not blame him. He supposed somewhere deep inside himself something like fear was stirring. Even his blade begged him to rethink this decision. The doors of hell, an unfamiulre place to any shikigami. A nightmarish tail told my mothers of the horrible things that happened to souls who went threw those doors.

The doors began to shut.

A new fear reflected in those scarlet eyes. A fear at being left behind.

Aizen felt Gin's hand grab his still outstretched one.

"Ta hell and back?" he asked. A smile trying to appear, a failing attempt at his old calm and collected self.

"And back," Aizen confirmed, though there was no guarantee.

With a nod from the silver haired man Aizen pulled him inside before the doors shut him out. The last thing they heard was a defeated scream from a woman.

Once the doors had shut, the three fell. Fell threw blackness. They fell and fell into endless darkness.

Gin was clutching his arm tightly holding onto him for dear life.

While they fell a thought occurred to him that they may never stop falling. Not even he knew what lay in the recesses of hell. A mystery to all. Perhaps this was how it was. Just falling for an eternity. Which in his opinion was very disappointing if it was hell. He had expected much more.

With a sigh he patted silver hair. Trying to calm his usually fearless second. He couldn't blame Gin. He would let his hesitation at the doors pass. He was still very young after all. Aizen tended to forget that.

At last Aizen felt his feet hit something hard. The ground at last. Yet it was still dark. He could see nothing. He could sense nothing. It was cold. That was all he knew.

"You do not belong here," a voice. Female.

Yet Aizen could not see or sense her.

"Who is there?" demanded Tousen.

"You do not belong here."

The voice was high pitched. But emotionless and dead sounding.

"My name is Aizen Sousuke,-"

"I know who you are, and you do not belong here." at last a light appeared. It was a small ball of light and it flew over the owner of the voice. A girl. She starred at them with dead looking blue eyes. She had horns and little black wings. She held a clipboard tightly in her grasp. "You are Aizen Sousuke, Ichimaru Gin, and Tousen Kaname, the three traitors of the Soul Society."

She looked up at them once more, perhaps confirming that they were who she had stated. "Your human souls had not committed any heinous crimes, that is why you are not here. However the souls you have now are tainted with sin. Some of the worst sins imaginable. Perhaps it is a good thing that you are here."

Gin clutched to his arm, perhaps even tighter.

"We are not sinners." corrected Tousen. "We walk the path of justice. Sometimes the brightest goals are covered in darkness. But we walk to a goal of light."

"Your goal is one of only more sin."

Aizen was becoming annoyed with all of this. This girl was scarring Gin and confusing Kaname.

"Regardless," Aizen stated waving away her words. "A way out."

"To get out you must go threw." She tilted her head to the side. "Perhaps what you see in here will make you change your ways. A chance for your souls to be redeemed. The journey is long but I feel that it is for the best."

"Very well, if that's the way out," Aizen sighed. Though, he thought, going threw hell would give him the chance to learn about it. Know its secrets, perhaps, even conquer it. Add the sinful souls to his army.

"Please follow me," the girl insisted.

A door appeared behind her.

It opened for her on its own and she stood back to let them threw first.

They stood before another door with words reading; Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch'in rate.

"What's tha say?" asked Gin, speaking for the first time since they had arrived.

"Abandon all hope ye who enters here," Aizen translated for both men.

"You are about to officially enter Hell," the girl stated behind them. "Even I can not confirm that you three will leave here,"

Aizen ignored her words. An agent of Hell would only purposely try and torment them and try to scare them. Tousen seemed unaffected though it was hard to tell with him sometimes. Gin, well Gin was scared.

Their guide stepped in front of them leading the way. She stepped through the arch that held the warning.

Following her with out hesitation was Aizen himself Gin following, having finally released his arm was on his heals following as close as possible. Tousen a few steps behind.

The next room was filled with screams and buzzing.

The girl looked over her shoulder. "The Uncommitted." she simply stated.

Gin tugged on Aizen's sleeve for an explanation.

"They are those who do nothing, fight for neither good nor evil. Only siding when it is convenient to themselves. They are doomed to forever run in a circle being stung by wasps while maggots drink on their tears and blood."

The girl turned to them again a smile on her face, her first sign of emotion. "I had no idea you were well learned the layers of Hell,"

"I am not. I have read books and theories of this place. Nothing more,"

"Ah!" she said. "People have been close to uncovering all our mysteries but none have fully done so." The smile fading she turned back around continuing to lead them.

Gin looked fearfully up the people screaming in pain the horrible buzzing. Specs of blood and puss falling from the screaming souls.

"Worry not," the girl said continuing to walk. "You three have picked a side, this is not a fate that awaits you."

She led them out of the screams and to a river.

"This is the river Styx this will take us deeper into Hell,"

"From the Greek stories," said Aizen looking at the river curiously.

"Please enter the boat,"

The three men entered hesitation and wariness was heavy in the air. The smell of death so heavy. It wasn't a smell that Aizen had ever minded, but his was strong to strong. It bothered Tousen, made him uneasy.

"I smell, rotting bodies, burning flesh, and just death, death everywhere." whispered Gin more to himself then to anybody. And here Aizen thought that Gin's nose could only pick up on persimmon fruits from miles away. Here he was picking up the different kinds of decay. And from the small smile on there guides face he was right about what he was smelling.

"We are almost at the first circle," she stated.

Aizen watched the surface of the water steady except for the small waves the little boat was making. No fear within him. So far this Hell had only disappointed him. There was nothing to fear. Yet his two companions stank of fear.

His thoughts were only of how to make use of this place. An army of sinful souls. That seemed purer then any pure soul turned hollow. Damned souls turned into Hollows, or better yet, Espada. Now that was a force to be reckoned with.

And here he was in the nest of the damned.

He felt himself smile.

Perfect.

A/N before I get angry Gin fan girls asking why I made him such a weenie, I'll explain. Gin is only a hundred and twenty some years old. Now that's not terribly young in Soul Society its also not that old at all. He also graduated the academy in one year. So there was little to next to nothing in field exercises. Then he went from third seat to captain in record time. He probably has only defeated Hollows outside of Soul Society a handful of times. That being said, he has probably never seen the gates of hell. Having only heard of them in stories. Now add all that with the fact that it's the gates of hell. So I'd be scared, and I can't think of anyone who wouldn't be, well Kenpachi I spose but he's not your average shikigami. Soooo being the youngest and never having seen them before, then being asked to go into Hell. Yeah, I wouldn't be very brave either. To be fair he'll suck it up eventually. But not for a while. If it makes you feel better there will be some familiar faces appearing so it wont be the three bad guys the whole time.

Reviews are much appreciated, with enough support I spose I can start reading Pugatorio again and work on some kind of way to make it work. Thank you for reading.