MAX PAYNE 4: A RWBY'S Payne and Suffering

by lownick67

Six years after the events of Max Payne 3, Max returns to the United States and moved on from being sober from the death of his loved ones. Just when he thought he was done being an avenger killing bad guys... fate decided to screw him over once more by sending him to Remnant. Confused, angry and out of place, Max has to get used to the fact he's in a new world. Will he survive?

1. Previously

Hello, everyone. You probably haven't seen me before, so let's just get straight to the point. My name is Nick Lowe. I am a fan of RWBY and Max Payne, and this story is a collab between me and AndrewBird64 from Wattpad. This story originally came from wattpad, and Andy happily accepted my request for a collab. So in return, i posted the story on as well. Here is the link to his story on Wattpad ( story/159779292-max-payne-4-a-rwby%27s-payne-and-suffering). So anyway, this is probably the VERY FIRST proper Max Payne and RWBY Crossover. We wrote this story because there is something that has been bothering us for a whole year now. I see that nobody has written a Max Payne crossover or in fact, any Max Payne stories for a long time. The Max Payne game series are one of our favorite video game series, and it makes us sad that no one is making a story. It's like he's being forgotten. Well not today, because we're going to bring him back from the dead, and make sure that everyone will remember him as one of the most badass (ex) cop who introduces bullet time in video games and dark noir storytelling ever written (except Max Payne 3). Let's not forget his Badass theme song that plays on the menu of Max Payne 1(Piano version) and 2 (Cello Version). Also, one of the reasons why this story exists is because both me and Andrew agreed that despite the amount of differences, there are a couple of similarities between Max Payne and RWBY. For example, both Max Payne and RWBY started the series by a robbery, a couple of characters are simillar, etc. So anyway, here's the first (or probably second chapter of the story. I hope you enjoy it.

Credits to AndrewBird64. We don't own Max Payne and RWBY. MAX PAYNE used to be owned by the Legendary Sam Lake and Remedy Games, but is now owned by Rockstar Games and Take-Two Interactive. RWBY is owned by Monty Oum (RIP) and Rooster Teeth.

P.S: i post it as a regular story so that people can find it easily. After a couple of chapters, i'll change it into a Crossover story.

(Play Max Payne 3 theme while reading this chapter. Here's the link: watch?v=PZfaSNoZ6L0)

"I am Max Payne. My wife and daughter were murdered. It had something to do with the designer drug 'V.' I transferred from the NYPD to the DEA, went undercover to find their killers. I got too close. I was framed for murder. With nothing to lose, I went after the Mafia during the worst winter storm in a century."

"My first stop was Vinnie Gognitti , low-life in the habit of taking his frustrations out on underaged call girls. I left him bleeding in an alley after I'd gotten what I wanted out of him. I met Mona Sax in a gothic nightclub, Ragna Rock. She was a hired killer. We were after the same man. Her sister's sadistic husband. I was drawn to her for all the wrong reasons. I made a deal with Vladimir Lem. The Russian was a smooth operator. He helped me get to the mob boss I was after, but I was in over my head. The government was involved.

"A mystery man called Alfred Woden told me the name of my real enemy: Nicole Horne. Woden and Horne were both members of a secret society, the Inner Circle. She was behind 'V,' behind everything. While working for the D. A. my wife had accidentally seen papers that incriminated Horne. Woden promised to take care of the charges against me if I took Horne out.

"Deputy Chief Jim Bravura of the NYPD was trailing me by the empty shell casings that I left behind. Gunshots made me deaf to the sirens, but they couldn't drown the sobs of my dead wife. Mona sided with me against Horne. She took a bullet for that. Her body disappeared behind closing elevator doors. I killed Horne. I gave myself up to the police. I had enough evidence against Woden to know that he'd keep his promise. I lied to myself that it was over. I was still alive, my loved ones were still dead. It wasn't over".

After i was incarcerated, all charges were dropped, and I transferred from the DEA back to where I originally started as a homicide detective. Two years has passed. I was working on a case that involves a gun workshop, owned by none other than the Russian Mob Boss Vladimir Lem. When I arrived, there were cleaners stealing weapons, and were getting rid of evidence in the area. I ran into who I never thought I would see again, Mona Sax.

A gangwar sparked between Vinnie Gognitti and Vladimir Lem to take control of the city. Mona and I went undercover to find the cleaners reason behind the murders. I ended up getting caught by Winterson and my fellow officers, while Mona was taken into custody. Vlad told me that Woden and the Inner Circle were involved, and Mona and I went to the construction site, until we were encountered by Winterson. She was pointing her gun at us, precisely at Mona. Then I made a choice.

I shot and killed Winterson. I did it for her, for Mona, for love. Was it all worth it?

Woden revealed to me that Vlad was behind everything. I have been doing his dirty work.

Arriving at Vinnie's workshop, he was in a captain Baseball Bat Boy costume that was rigged with a bomb. I made a deal with him to find Vlad. It didn't go as planned. Vlad killed Vinnie.

Mona and I arrived at the Inner Circle's Headquarters, taking care of Vlad's men while looking for Alfred Woden. Vlad shot Mona and killed Woden. There was one thing left to do after all of this, it is to give Vlad his gun back...One bullet at a time. I killed Vlad. Mona died in my arms. She had woken up my eyes, and I learned to forgive myself.

It didn't last too long. Nine long years has passed. I still hated myself for all my loved ones I lost. I retired from being a cop, and was thenaddicted to alcohol and painkillers.

A man named Raul Passos found me in a local bar, and we talked while drinking. Then things turned to shit when I shot the drug lord's son for hurting a woman. I was forced to leave New Jersey, and was heading to Sao Paulo, Brazil, and began working for the Broncos. Rodrigo Branco's wife was kidnapped by some hoods from the Favelas called the Commando Sombra. After murdering most of the gang members of the Favela gangs, I'd found Fabiana, but not without a bullet being put in her head. Another example of me failing women.

I met a cop named Wilson Da Silva, and learned that Victor Branco was behind a human organ scandal along with the vigilante mercenaries, the Cracha Preto, and the corrupt police force that shoot on sight, U.F.E. I took care of the Cracha Preto, U.F.E, and Victor Branco. It was all over. I thought I was finally done with being the white knight for good and all the macho bullshit like that.

But i was dead wrong...