Subarashii

Shoved it underneath Dante's jaw. And with his last and final bullet. At point blank...

*BANG*

Silence.

Silence fell.

The wind, the sand, the ruins. All fell silent.

*CRACK*

The sound of cracking glass filled the ruins.

*PENG*

*CLINK* *CLANK*

The shattered glass fell to the sandy floor, clinking and clanking.

Then.

*DRIP*

A drop of blood fell.

*DRIP*

Another drop fell.

*DRIP*

Another drop.

*DRIP* *DRIP* *DRIP*

Drops of blood began to fall one after the other.

But this blood was different from the blood that had previously soiled the ground.

This blood belonged to another.

This blood that was dripping down.

Belonged to none other than...

Dante.

*BOOM*

An unknown pressure fell on the village. The ground trembled, the buildings started to shake, and cracks appeared in them. They began to crumble and fall.

Nothing was free from this pressure. The very countless amount of sand wasn't free. The dust wasn't free. It forced everything to the ground. As though it was forcing all things to bow.

The pressure went fall beyond the limits of the village, forcing all things far and wide down.

All except Dante were forced to the down.

The boy was also forced to the ground, being crushed under and enormous weight, unable to even lift a finger. Even struggling to breathe. He was under bone crushing pressure.

'What the fuck is happening.' He was barely about to string this thought together.

Dante stared at the sky with a set of calm tranquil eyes. The sun fell on his face. He could feel its heat. He could smell the dust. Taste the dry air. He could smell the metal stench of his blood. He could taste his blood. He could feel his blood running down his face dripping from his jaw.

The tip of his now white hair was strained red. A brilliant yellow-golden flame burned on his forehead.

When the boy put his gun underneath his jaw. In that slit second it took for him to pull the trigger he had transformed. His reddish brown hair turned white, he bright fiery eyes turned calm and tranquil, and the flames on his forehead which had only flashed previously was now burning proudly and triumphantly. He had fully utilised his capabilities to pull away at the very last second to prevent his death.

Dante was now contemplating his actions. Thinking his brush with death.

For the first time since becoming Black Ink he had fully transformed. What made it worse was that he was forced to transform.

Most shockingly it was done by a child roughly his age.

Dante slowly looked down at the boy being crushed by his out of control haki.

And for the first time ever while transformed, when he is supposed to be in a state of complete and utter peace.

He had an emotion so strong it rampaged throughout his entire body. And emotion so strong it broke the through the state of calmness he was in.

He felt a rush a thrilling sensation.

And on his face he couldn't help but express how he was feeling. This sense of thrill and excitement pumped through his veins with every heartbeat.

And so for the first time, while fully transformed Dante showed an excited yet sinister and unnerving toothy grin on his face.

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2 years later.

One sunny afternoon at the shores of a remote beach a young teenage boy, roughly 5"8 with reddish brown hair and fiery eyes could be seen relaxing on a lounge chair with a cold beverage at his side. Listening to the sound of the waves smashing against the shore.

All of a sudden, a loud

*BOOM*

Was heard, and sand was blown everywhere. With some falling on the young man and some falling into his drink.

"Damnit Calvin, can't you and Isabella take you training somewhere else. I'm trying to enjoy myself one last time before I have to leave this paradise." He cried out loud at the two responsible for the blast.

"Sorry, my bad." Said a 5"9 light-skinned teenager with short curly hair and a fade. He had hazel coloured eyes and dress in a casual black top and cargo pants.

"Calvin, why are you going so plus ultra for? This isn't like you." Dante asked the approaching teena

Receiving no answer. Dante snapped his fingers in an epiphany. "Ah, I get it. You're a teenage now. Is it that time of the month?"

"..."

"..."

"Oh my God, you idiot." said Isabella approaching the two. "He's just a little nervous about going to school."

"That time of the month, seriously." She facepalmed with frustration.

"Hey, you don't know. There are countless research that suggest that not unlike women, men also have period where they experience heightened emotions and sensitivity."Dante reasoned.

"What research? Site your sources. Where is this research, and how coming I've never heard of it." Isabella shouted.

"I don't know, I saw it of Your Tube. So it must be true." Dante shouted back.

Hearing his source, Isabella facepalmed again. "This fucking idiot." "He's just like his father, I swear." She signed.

*BOOM*

An explosion of occurred blowing sand and wind everywhere. Isabella and Calvin shielded their eyes. A tremendous amount of heat was being released.

Isabella and Calvin looked at the source to find a fully transformed white haired and flaming forehead Dante glaring at Isabella.

"You take that back." Dante demanded.

"You may say whatever you want about me. That I'm awesome, handsome, sexy, charismatic, good-looking, talented, God's gift to the world, the salt of the earth, and so on." "And I will accept it." He sighed sadly.

"However, describing me as in any way similar to my father is an insult that will not stand." Dante said firmly and proudly.

"...."

"...."

"...."

Isabella sighed. "Calvin you take care of this idiot. He's your responsible now." She says before she leaves beach clearly feed up with Dante antics.

Dante undoes his transformation and approaches Calvin watching Isabella leaving. "Why is she leaving. You think it's because I pushed it too far?"

"Yes." Calvin responded.

"Yeah, my bad." Dante chuckled awkwardly. "But you don't worry about the school too much. You will be just fine. After all, these past 2 years, you were personally trained by me. And some may say I am the greatest teacher in the world." He sad patting him on the shoulder with a smug look.

"Mmh." Calvin hummed. "But don't you feel that me entering through recommendation is a bit unfair to others." He expressed.

"Oh, Calvin, Calvin, Calvin. My poor naive little Calvin." Dante said walking to the shore and facing the sun. "I this life whenever given an opportunity. You take it. Fuck what everyone else says. You can prove yourself later." He said, facing the sun like a wish old mentor.

"So just take it. Go to that school and show them why you deserve to be there." Dante added.

"Yeah, you're right. I will go and start packing." Calvin said before taking his leave.

Watching him leave. Dante could help but think ' You would never think that he's the little mercenary kid that almost killed me 2 years ago.'

'Just you wait All For One. We're coming for you.' Dante grinned.

"Hahaha, I can't believe I'm actually excited to go to school."

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