Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach. But it is nice to know I own Satan.

Well it took me a while to update this particular story, but i'm almost done with my other one so I can spend more time on this. Please review when you're finished.


"So, who would like to challenge me?" His voice rang through the hall like a loud church bell. He had summoned everyone in front of him, to see if anyone wanted to dispute his new authority. The room was silent.

"Oh, come now," he continued, "Are you saying no one among you resents me in the slightest? Ulquiorra, you held Aizen in high regard, did you not? Perhaps you would like to avenge your beloved mentor?" At first the small Arrancar was silent, but the he spoke.

"If you can defeat Aizen-sama that easily, there is no point in challenging you. To you, I am trash."

"Don't put yourself down like that, You're very capable and will fit into both mine and Aizen's plans quite nicely."

"Shoot to kill, Shinsou." From a dark corner a blade flew toward Satan's head. He caught it, after which it began to shorten, and eventually Gin Ichimaru could be seen holding it, and although he was not screaming, it was obvious he was in an incredible amount of pain.

"Well, that was sneaky of you, Ichimaru. However I don't think it would have helped much. Are you done?" The silver-haired Shinigami nodded. Satan released his grip on the sword and both it and its wielder clattered to the floor.

"Now that that's taken care of, anyone else think they can beat me? No, well then you may all leave," the Arrancar began to walk out of the room "except for Kaname Tousen." The rest continued out the doors, but Tousen stood completely still, his hands were clenched tightly into fists, his head was bowed, but his back was turned to the one addressing him. He was furious.

"You should have spoken up, Kaname," Lucifer began, "I know that you desire perfect justice, and I'm more than certain you think I am the very antithesis of that noble goal. I assure you that is a lie. In fact, one might say that evil is the ultimate justice."

"You are lying."

"Am I? Well, look at it this way, without me, there would be no evil, but that still doesn't mean people themselves wouldn't be bad at heart. You cause enough of your own problems; you really don't need my help. Without me, the world would be full of Kurotsuchi Mayuris and Zaraki Kenpachis, people who have only gotten as far as they have for their own nefarious reasons and stay there because of their sadistic enjoyment of what they do. I take people like that out of the system, so only the truly good are left. Not only that, but evil is its own reward. You know what happens to human souls that fall short morally. They go to Hell. But that place is no more the true Hell than Souls Society is the true Heaven. All it does is purify souls so they can be reincarnated in the next life. In fact, compared to what we've got down in the Nine Circles, that Hell is like a bad amusement park ride. The interesting thing is that Shinigami souls go to that same Hell should they do evil, and at the end of time… well let's just say you'll crave oblivion. By calling those people to the dark side, they get the punishment they deserve, that is, perfect justice. Do you understand?"

"You can do nothing but lie; you must be silenced, in the name of perfect justice. BANKAI!"

The black tent enveloped the two, and Tousen charged his Adversary, full of fury and a terrible desire to kill. He swung his sword directly down. It hit his head. Then it cracked, and his hand began to bleed. Beelzebub grabbed Kaname's arm, and looked him right in the eye.

"Let me tell you a little secret. I take my work with me. Meaning I can release any of the Nine Circles of Hell on whomever I come in contact with. That would include you right about now. And since you were so unreceptive, I think the seventh circle would be appropriate. After all, I only used the first circle on Ichimaru and Grimmjow."

He only released it for a second, but it was more than enough. Kaname fell to the ground, writhing in pain. The tent disappeared, and Suzumushi lay motionless on the floor.

"Confine him," The Devil barked. Two Arrancar quickly picked up the fallen Shinigami and took him away. It had been a messy day's work, but if everything went as planned, it would all be worth it. There was Aizen, no doubt curious about the future. Well he would oblige him.

"What do you want, Aizen?" he asked in an irate tone.

"May I ask what you just did?"

"Of course, I consolidated my power over your little operation. Now that my subordinates realize a fight is useless, they will not attempt an uprising. Now that that is taken care of we can proceed with my actual plans."

"And just what are those?"

"You will find out soon enough, child."

"Why do you insist on calling me child? I think we both know that I'm—"

"When you turn fifteen billion five hundred sixty two million nine hundred thirty four thousand two hundred twenty one you can call anyone child."

"Why do you need us though?"

"I have to explain everything to you don't I? There are three types of beings, four if you count Him. Each one has specific strengths and weaknesses when compared to the other. First you have physical beings, the humans, who you might say are at the bottom of the totem pole. Then you have the spirit beings, which are the Shinigami, Hollows, and everything in between. You can directly affect the physical world but none of you even hold a candle to us ethereal beings, the angels and demons. However He decided that we should not be allowed to directly affect the real world without his expressed permission. So I needed something I could easily control capable of having a huge effect the human world. You and your organization were the perfect for the job. Plus, I like you Aizen, you remind me of myself."

"So what now?"

"Now we get down to business. Go tell Yami he and some other Arrancar can go stuff themselves in the human world. I've heard Dakar is lovely this time of year.


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