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Bleach:

The Devils Cry

In the Beginning there was God... and there was darkness...

And in the darkness dwelt the demons... creatures and beings of pure emotion... twisting and writhing in an eternal pattern wrought by the emptiness of the universe.

And then God said "Let there be Light..."

And behold there was light... in an instant the universe was spilt in two... darkness and light... and God looked upon the light and saw that it was good, bestowing that domain upon his favored creations, which he made in his own image... and leaving the demons as they were undisturbed in the dark...

Then came the fall of man... and the rise of the seven deadly sins... Sloth... Gluttony... Envy... Lust... Greed... Wrath... and Pride...

And as the heavens tore themselves asunder in the throes of civil war the demons in the dark feasted on the sins of man, becoming twisted in their minds and purposes, irreversibly one with the darkness of their domain. Thus the demons of legend were born, gorged as they were on the darkness that lurks in the depths of mans mind they wreathed their world in corrupting fires, corroding it into a place of nightmares and endless pain. Such was the place which Lucifer and those that he had dragged down with him were banished too. So foul was the darkness that eventually any noble ambitions that may of once driven the fallen was washed away in waves of deprivation and hate

Time passed, and the worlds remained divided, the Light blissfully ignorant of the dark, and the dark seething in decadence but too divided in leadership to coordinate against the light. In this golden age following the Great Flood, the first incarnation of Seireitei was built by the founding noble souls, and the first Shinigami were born, guiding lost souls to Purgatory, or Soul Society as it would come to be called, and defending against the growing threat of Hueco Mundo, and the dark spirits that were inexplicably drawn there, called Hollows. It was also during this era, that ushered in the rise of the Quincy, and they're own war against the Hollows.

Relative peace was at hand, and for a century or so, it was good.

The darkness did not bide it's time idly however, and it was not destined to be so easily forgotten...

Lacking any figure head save for the ever elusive Lucifer, whose schemes and plots where his and his alone...the Demons and Demon Lords fought and fought amongst themselves for the lowest of thrones upon the bottom of their dark world.

But time changes all things... and fate is far too cruel for such things to stand forever...

And as a Messiah was ushered into the world of mortals, so too was his opposite born in the world of demons. Barely 2 years after the death and rebirth of his opposite, the anti Messiah, Mundas as his subject's called him, claimed the throne that had been vacant sense the dawn of creation, almost as if it were waiting for him. His first act as King was to set the tone for the rest of his dynasty.

"Light and Dark were once united, so why not rule them as one...?"

With a single sentence Mundus had committed the whole of demon kind to the enslavement of mankind. Ironically, it was humanity that undid the only line of defense they ever had, the barrier between the two words. Man inherently fears the darkness, and in their fear they built they paved they way for their dark masters to claim their world...

The tower of fear... the Temen-ni-gru...

As the minions of darkness cried out in terror to their Lords, Seireitei was already mobilizing the Gotei thirteen against the threat of the demons.

Initially the Shinigami held their own against the demonic invaders, holding fast a Kido barrier formed at the base of Temen-ni-gru, but it was a delaying action at best, in a war of attrition the numberless hordes of the demons could not be defeated, and as more and more of their dark spawn crossed the barrier between the worlds deteriorated uncontrollably until the whole of the world was covered in the foul beasts.

Eventually Soul Society itself came under siege, an innumerable horde of demons swarmed the Rukongai, and slaughtered their way to the very foot steps of the Seireitei. Here they were halted by the 13th squad and Captain Yamamoto who, in swift order, organized several upper classmen of the Shinigami Academy, and what few members of the Kido corps he could scrounge up, into a cohesive and deadly defensive line, holding for seven days and seven nights until the siege was finally lifted by the timely arrival of the 11th squad.

By then Captain Yamamoto, and a few haggard members of the 13th squad were the only ones left, with the Captain himself covered in scars that he would bare for the rest of his life.

Stretched thin across the whole of the world, augmented by the Quincy and the few pockets of humanity that were able to offer any form of resistance, the Shinigami were completely unprepared when hallows began to emerge in the living world in numbers that had never been seen before, or would ever be seen again. In vain they fought to the last breath, to hold every square inch of blood stained soil that they could, but inevitably they were forced from the world of the living, holed up in Seireitei as the rest of the world went to hell...

It was as mankind prepared to meet its end... in the darkest hour...when not even the might of death could hold sway over the demons...that He came...

The legends do not say who he was before the war...they do not say why it was he turned on his kind... and they do not say where he came from...

All they say is he fought for us...

At the deciding days of mankind's fate, a Demon Knight rose up against his own kind, armed with nothing but his own sword, and a noble soul, he challenged the demon Generals of Mundas to single combat, one by one defeating them and sealing them away. At the moment of their enemies greatest weakness, an elite group of Shinigami, lead by the newly promoted Captain Commander Yamamoto, launched one final, desperate assault on the Temen-ni-gru. Side by side the demon knight fought besides the Shinigami, to the very door steps of hell itself...

But the power of the demons... could not so easily be undone...

It was fate that caused the demon knight to reach the top of the tower first... and it was fate that caused Mundas to step through the nether gates at that exact moment...

No records exist of the exchange between the demon and the devil, but the intent was clear... it was between the two of them that the fate of both worlds would be decided...

Blows as hard as thunder and as innumerable as rain passed between the two,shaking the very foundations of the tower. So awesome was the spectacle before them that both sides relented in their battle, pausing to bare witness to the salvation of mankind... or its damnation...

Time stopped as the final blow was exchanged, seemingly caught in awe at the forces being presented before it, but inevitably fate made itself known. The demon stood triumphant above his former master's broken body, and without the powers of their dark prince, the demons faded back into the shadow world they had crawled out from. As the world itself seemed to heave a sigh of relief...

However, one final thing was needed to ensure long standing victory over the demon, a ritual to seal the evil entities off forever.

Once more the demon bravely stepped forth as the catalyst for this ritual, and alongside him stepped a young Shinigami, born of the Kuchiki family prepared to make the sacrifice needed to end it once and for all. In the end the demon, who had sacrificed so much for the sake of our world, became as close to a man as one such as he could ever be, sealing the majority of his demonic powers off in the demon world. Dwelling in the land of the living, he stood ever watchful for dangers from the land he had once called home.

Eventually this man became nothing more then a myth... and this myth, became a legend... the Legendary Dark Knight... Sparada...

But even as the Shinigami began to pick up the pieces, taking steps to ensure there never was a second demon war, one man, who bore the weight of Captain Commander of the Gotei 13, knew that it wasn't over... not yet...

In fact, it had yet to even begin...

2000 years later...

A/N: Holy crap...I can't believe I actually got around to typing that up...

Amazing what you can do with a little determination, and a lot of free time eh...

At any rate if you like it so far, or if you didn't like it, drop a review off...

This is my first Fan Fic, and if you want it to continue one word...reviews...

They are my life blood, and without them...the heart of this story will stop beating and die...

Besides that feel encouraged to point out any spelling mistakes I've made...as I tend to have a lot lying around... Damn how should I wrap this up...

Oh well... Oh before I forget... I'd like to thank the person who wrote the first Devil May Cry and Bleach crossover... they sort of inspired me on this one... Also A big thank you to anyone that took the time out of their day to actually read this... Heres to you guys...