So this is my first posted fanfiction. I'll probably eventually write a sequel but for now hopefully enjoy this result of my insomnia.
Disclaimer: I sadly do not own the characters but I do own the mistakes.
"MACGYVER!" He yelled as once again his trap failed to net his prey, but him instead. This time he plunged over the edge of a waterfall, heading straight for the rocks partially hidden by the mist of water. When he woke up and dragged himself onto a bank, he recalled what lead to his inability to stay dead.
"You have some nerve summoning me." Azazel said.
"I want to make a deal." Murdoch said.
"Oh? And why would I make a deal with you?"
"For me, I'll revive every time I die so I can defeat my nemisis." Murdoch continued as if the demon had never spoken. "You will get me, possibly the best assassin in the world, as your faithful servant to eliminate people without attracting hunters."
"Why do you not ask for super strength or for him to just fall down dead? Why revive every time you die?" Azazel demanded, truly curious about the mortal's reasoning.
"It wouldn't be fun then, would it?" Was all Murdoch said.
"You have a deal." And with a snap of his fingers it was done.
"How do I know it worked?" Murdoch questioned. He received his reply by having Azazel come up and break his neck. When he woke up, Azazel was gone. Murdoch smirked, his mind already thinking up a plan.
"Good bye Macgyver"