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The Beauty of Nature

Krory could hardly believe that he had actually been sent on a mission so close to the place where he had once called home. He hadn't visited the place since becoming an Exorcist but couldn't resist going to the secret garden that had belonged to his grandfather.

So, after retrieving the Innocence that he had been sent after, the Exorcist vampire made his way through the forest. The flowers that had been in the castle had all been destroyed but they were not the only ones.

The crème of the crop had been kept deep in the forest, in a location known only to himself and his now deceased grandfather. And as Krory made his way toward the hidden garden his thoughts went back to the evil man who was now staying at HQ.

Inspector Malcolm C. Leverrier was the most despised man in the entire order. Not that this was at all surprising, owing to his tendency to force people to do his will through threats.

Lenalee was scared to death of the man and cowered practically every time that she laid eyes on him.

And then there was Allen.

The white haired Exorcist was the nicest person that Krory had ever met. But of course Leverrier looked at him as though he was a threat. And had threatened him even after Allen had saved all of their lives.

Even after Allen had kept the Akuma plant from being downloaded by the Millennium Earl.

Krory clenched his hands in anger as he thought about everything that had transpired since their return to the Order. The Exorcist quickened his steps, now angry over the injustice of the world.

And as the large carnivorous flowers came into view an idea suddenly came to him. A small smile spread across his face as he debated the plan.

Could he really do it?

Would it succeed?

And was it worth it?

Krory gave some thought to these questions and decided that, yes it was worth it. Walking forward he began to croon softly to the flowers. He knew how to handle the dangerous and beautiful flowers but was fairly certain that, aside from Allen, no one else would.

Which was perfect.

Leverrier was sitting at his desk, reading through a letter that he had received from the Vatican. He was jarred from this task by a knock on the door and he uttered an incoherent curse.

"Enter!" he barked out.

Yet no one did.

Placing the papers on the desk the man got to his feet and stalked over to the door. Whoever was playing this prank would rue the day, of that he vowed.

Reaching out Leverrier seized the door handle and pulled it open. To reveal no one.

Leverrier gazed around and then his gaze shifted to the ground. And there, sitting in front of the door, was a strange looking potted plant.

"What the…"

With a scowl on his face Leverrier leaned forward and grasped the plant. Holding it up he gazed at it in a scrutinizing fashion.

"This is the most hideous plant that I've ever seen," he growled as he slammed the door shut. "Who would have…"

His words were cut short however as the plant actually opened…

Wait, was that a mouth?

Leverrier attempted to scream but was unable to complete the action. Because this strange plant suddenly clamped its self onto his face.

Staggering back Leverrier tried to pry the plant from his face but was unable to. The thing had latched on with razor sharp teeth and Leverrier could feel the blood flowing down his face.

Deciding that he needed to seek help the man turned and attempted to run to the door. Only to run head first into a wall. Stunned by the blow Leverrier fell to the ground, where he continued to attempt to pry the plant from his face.

"I don't want to go to that man's office," Allen whined, looking at Komui with a beseeching look in his gray eyes. He couldn't believe that the chief was sending him, of all people, to deliver this important message.

"I'm sorry Allen," Komui apologized as he forced the letter into the youth's hands. "But you're the only one."

Which translated into, "I don't want to do this and therefore you have to."

With a sigh Allen turned and left Komui's office, followed by Link. The two of them made their way to the office that the Inspector had claimed as his own.

Allen looking as though he were going to his own execution.

"It won't be that bad Walker," Link said, his gaze locked on the boy that he had been ordered to follow.

Allen didn't look convinced but chose not to comment. He just wanted to deliver the letter and then retreat.

When they reached the door Allen reached out and, after a moment's hesitation, knocked lightly. He stepped back and waited however received no reply from within.

"That's unusual," Link said, stepping forward. Reaching out the blond man knocked on the door, slightly harder.

Still nothing.

This was beyond unusual, since Leverrier could almost always be found in the office. So Link made a decision. Reaching out he grasped the door handle and pulled.

The door swung open to reveal a scene of utter carnage. Leverrier lay on the ground, a strange plant still clamped to his face. Surrounded by a pool of blood.

"That's going to be a tough I.D.," Allen commented darkly as Link moved forward to see if the man was still alive.

A/N - He got his face chewed off by a plant! Mwahaha! Hope that you enjoyed.