The Rise of Madness

Author's Note 1: Ever wonder what would happen if My Way Entertainment (creators of The Juggernaut, Bitch movies) had subbed the anime series Bleach? (Look on their site and you'll know) Or how about what would happen if a crazed OC with 'gangsta' qualities had found himself in Bleach? No, I highly doubt it. But for the few that do, now your questions will finally be answered (whether you like it or not). I sorta got this idea after reading Agent HUNK's stories so much cred to him. I've also been playing Panzer Dragoon Orta for a while which would explain the raptor and then a dragonmare morphs. Why? 'Cause I'm that bored. So let's do this!

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 detail.

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach. It's owned by someone else. It's also don't own Panzer Dragoon. They're owned by SEGA. I'm also not part of My Way Entertainment. It would be cool, but it's not a reality. I'm just borrowing their technique (and I doubt it will be as good as theirs).

Ch. 1

Ah the Seireitei, the home of the legendary Soul Reaper society. Today seemed like any other boring day. That was until a few hours ago when the dome-like shield was compromised by four youths and a cat in a cannonball made up of Spirit energy. Now every soul reaper and their grandmas in the structure are looking for five intruders.

However, what they haven't realized is that the event brought forth something else. Something that no one would expect. In a dark alley inside the maze like living area, a body of a young black man laid on the ground. In time, he stirred awake, grabbing onto the wall near 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. He was Dante Blaine, member of a secret group.

"Ah shit…" he said. "I knew I shouldn't have had that PCP with the Sobe back in Shibuya with all them bitches in the crib." With his head against the wall, Dante dropped his arms down, 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. "At least I ain't here unprepared. Speaking of which…" The young man left the dark alley and found himself seeing more homes. He looked up and replied, "Where the hell am I?"

"Hey you!" shouted a voice to his left. The teen turned his attention to the source and saw three men. Each one wore black robes and held a katana.

The young man looked at the strangers with a bewildered glance. "Why the hell are you chumps dressed like that?" the Dante replied. "Did yo mommas have to give you blankets for the costume convention?

"What did you say, you little punk! You dare mock 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.

"You're cosplayers and you don't even know what you're cosplaying? Man, you're losers! Even I know what that anime is. But there's no way in hell I'm gonna dress like you mother fuckers."

"We're not these 'cosplayers' you speak of," replied one of the Soul Reapers. "We are real Soul Reapers."

"Yeah right! This is really some 'hood in Kyoto where I was thrown at."

"Shut the hell up and listen!" shouted the leading Soul Reaper. "You are an intruder inside the Seireitei. Such tresspassing is punishable by death!"

A sour look came across Dante's face. These three men were serious. He looked up at the seemingly normal sky, but felt a strong energy instead. "Oh shit…" he hissed under his breath.

"Now, you could either come quietly, or you can make this hard on yourself."

"Bitch, you know who I am! I'm fuckin' Dante Blaine! You think a brotha like me gonna simply hand his ass over to you bitch asses to kill? Shit, my name already sounds like that one guy, David Blaine, 'cept my magic is getting down with the bitches and hoes and kicking ass! So you best protect ya neck 'cause Imma be on you like the Wu-Tang Clan, knawmean!?"

With 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 quicker than his three rivals and was able to slash at them with his sword 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 'humble' Dante. "Now if you excuse me…" 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." He quickly grabbed his I-Pod and turned it to "City in the Storm" from Panzer Dragoon Orta.

Just as the first group of Soul Reapers came around the corner, they were scared out of their pants at what they saw. It was a large red raptor with a black back standing over the three fallen Soul Reapers. This was Dante's second form. "Oh yeah, bitches, Pays to be a genetic freak! Now we's 'bout to go Jurassic Park up in this mother fucker!" was what was translated, but it was instead an ear-shattering screech.

The enemy swordsmen backed away by the sheer sight of the carnivore, a few with their legs shivering. "What in the hell is that thing!?" replied one of them. "Some kind of hollow?"

Dante approached his enemies eagerly, his second toe claw tapping against the hard ground. "You tellin' me a bunch of dead guys 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 homie Holio in Downtown the ten dollars I've owed him for a couple of days and then go and get some Kool-Aid." With that said, Dante dashed toward the frightened Soul Reapers. Using his agility and speed, the raptor hopped on the sea of shinigami, leaping from head-to-head, 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, he knew that in this form, he didn't have the skill to wield them. By the time the foes came into sight, they ran headlong into battle, their swords drawn. "Here comes some competition," thought Dante. With his arms out, Dante displayed his sharp claws, ready to combat the Soul Reapers. The first enemy tried to slash at the teen, but the raptor leapt back and headbutted him in the stomach. Another two enemies came at him, swinging their swords, hoping to hit the agile coelurosaur. Dante leapt up and kicked one of the enemies multiple times, bounced off a nearby wall and pounced on the other shinigami, his weight causing the man to crash to the ground. "Man, you fools can't even hit me," Dante gloated which came out as a hiss. Dante continued forward again, evading another couple of slashes from a Soul Reaper 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 like a maniac 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 enemy's swords. He then turned around and jump kicked the two foes, causing the fall flat on their faces. "You chumps ain't got nothin' on me!" Dante replied before he felt a change in his body. His form had now advanced, developing a light feathery down covering his body. He also grew long feathers along his arms and his another long set of feathers along his back. "Oh yeah, now we're talkin'!" he replied. "Later punk asses!" Dante left his victims wounded and groaning in pain.

After a few minutes of running, the Deinonychi turned a corner, sliding off course a bit before continuing through the route. It wasn't long until he saw a short gray-haired figure cross his path, carrying a large sword strapped on 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, with Toshiro and Dante leering at one another. By the time their path's met, Toshiro placed his hand against his blade. Quickly, Dante leapt into the air over the captain, their eyes meeting one last time before the raptor landed on the other side of the juvenile. Toshiro watched as Dante leapt onto one of the building roofs and onto another higher one. Hitsugaya stood nonchalantly with a serious look on his face, glaring at where he last saw Dante. "Was that a Deinonychus?" the young captain thought. "Whatever it was, I know it's somehow connected to this Ryouka situation. And I know I'll meet it again real soon." With that in mind, Hitsugaya continued on to his destination.

Meanwhile on a rooftop, Dante sat down, taking a breather. "Well, looks like I really am in the Seireitei," he thought. "And I just met up with that kid Hitsugaya up in this mother fucker. I coulda taken 'im, but he just lucky I'm a nice guy. Hey, maybe I'll get lucky again and meet up wit' Matsumoto for some 'business'." It was then that he began to blush and his mouth cracked a perverted smile that revealed his form's razor sharp teeth. Turning off his I-Pod, Dante returned to his human form. He stepped forward and placed his foot on a nearby ledge while he overlooked area. "But there's something that's been bothering me… Why the hell is this anime named 'Bleach'!? Is there a giant Clorox container somewhere that I don't know about? Bet the other option for the name was 'Detergent'"

Author's Note 4: In the next exciting chapter, Dante meets up with Orihime and Uryu. What chaos will be unleashed?