it's autumn, red and oranges obscuring the sidewalks and roads. autumn when marva zamir had done it. people heard rumors about the young man. a savior, or a monster, depending on who you asked. but strangely, nobody actually knew him, you get what i'm saying? he could barely be found from a scour of online forums or any social media. it's like he knew that people would try to discover his identity. but that's besides the point.
marva awoke as if it were any other day. he opened the curtain to a small bit of rain outside along with a tree with 3 leaves left on a branch. it was a solemn sight. he managed to get changed, putting on a black trenchcoat, a shirt, grey pants, and black doc martins. he put his dark brown, shoulder length hair in a ponytail and finally put on his square glasses. he proceeded to head out to the headquarters, leaves kicking up as he walked.
it had been a while since he had gotten a call before even making it to the headquarters, since he had his times listed on the rather obscure assassin hiring website. it was a dark web kind of thing. he heard his phone ring and answered it, clearing his throat before speaking.
"state your business." he often started calls like that. he'd rather get right to it than wait for idle blabber. "i saw you had a website for 'assassins for hire'?" a voice replied back. marva stopped for a second, hoping this wouldn't be someone trying to expose him. "uh... yes, what about it?" he raised an eyebrow. "i suppose you've heard of jon arbuckle, from those comic strips and the movies? i need you to get rid of him for me." marva was surprised by the concept of killing one of the most famous people at the time. but, well, you had to get money somehow. "i suppose it's a tall order, but i think i can trust one of the most reliable assassins in the world to do it." the person added.
"how much?" marva asked. "you better have enough money, or no deal."
"1 million dollars."
"you're joking."
"nah, really. 1 million dollars."
"...it's a deal, then."
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killing jon arbuckle
Fanfictionthis is completely a shitpost spurred on by my hate of jon arbuckle. nothing is serious. marva zamir, an assassin with many deaths under his belt, is assigned to kill the infamous jon arbuckle. the resulting events spiral into insanity.
