Author: Allen the Musician PM
Drabble series dedicated to just what the title suggests, various ways of getting rid of that pathetic excuse for a human being. Will be short but have many, many chapters. mwahaha! written because I simply couldn't resist.Rated: Fiction T - English - M. C. Leverrier - Chapters: 31 - Words: 20,001 - Reviews: 372 - Favs: 91 - Follows: 39 - Updated: 01-07-10 - Published: 12-09-09 - Status: Complete - id: 5570060
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The Final Demise
"You're not the person that I was hoping for…"
The voice of the Millennium Earl held a hint of annoyance as he came to stand in front of his 'guest'. He had sent Lulubell out to collect an important member from the Black Order and this was the person that she had returned with.
He was less than pleased but decided that he would just have to make due with what he had been given. Holding up his umbrella he gazed into the man's eyes. "You're going to rue the day you joined this war…"
Leverrier was doing everything in his power to act as though he wasn't scared but, of course, he was failing miserably. He couldn't keep his body from quivering as he gazed into the perpetually grinning face of the Millennium Earl.
This was his first encounter with the man and he had the sneaking suspicion that it would be his last.
"Y… y… you aren't…"
"Spare me your trifling words," the Earl said, raising the umbrella and striking Leverrier with it.
Leverrier's eyes widened as he heard the umbrella actually speak. This situation just kept getting stranger and stranger.
"I wanted Allen Walker," the Earl continued, an evil glint appearing in his demented eyes. "Or at the very least an Exorcist… But you're the one that I got so I suppose that I'm just going to have to deal with it."
"Lord Millennium," Tyki said, from across the room. His gaze was locked onto the man that Lulubell had captured from the Black Order. "I don't think that they're going to care if he doesn't return."
"At this point I don't care," the Millennium Earl growled, taking a step back from the sniveling man from the Order. Holding up Lero he took aim at the man's head. He was irritated over the situation and someone was going to have to pay for that irritation.
And this man named Leverrier was going to be the one held accountable for that particular debt.
The tip that was protruding from the pumpkin's head began to glow, which made Leverrier's eyes widen still further.
"Lero… Lero… Lero!"
At this point a blast of energy shot from the tip of the umbrella, causing Leverrier's head to explode. There was a sickening thud as the body hit the ground.
"Ugh," Tyki said, shaking his head. "You know Lord Millennium, there are far less messy ways of killing people."
"I am aware," the Millennium Earl said as he stepped away from the remains of the idiot from the Black Order. His anger over the situation had been appeased and now he was ready to go back to business as usual. Without so much as a second thought about the body that now lay in the floor, or the blood stains that decorated the room, the Earl turned and walked away. The war would continue and now there was one less opponent.
A/N - This shall be the last time that I kill Leverrier, at least for now. This has been on going for a month and the sadistic side of me has been appeased. I may pick this back up again later should the inspiration strike again. Hope that you enjoyed!