Grand Theft Auto: Max Payne In Liberty City
PROLOGUE:
You can't hide from fate… Weather you like it or not. Here I lie, in a pool of my own blood, Mona had betrayed me. My only hope now was my brother. We had to take down Kurt. I guess I got what I had coming.
A/N I have made up my own story, and it has nothing to do with the incidents in the real MAX PAYNE game.
Chapter Zero-Precinct Incident
I had flown to Liberty City, to see my brother, Jack. Shortly after arriving, I found myself hiding my Beretta under my jacket. I stepped out, heading up to a newly build Mansion, in Shoreside Vale.
The sun was bearing down on me, a clear day, a few clouds; the sky was rich with blue. I made my way to my best friend's living room, William Hue. He worked for LCPD, which I had decided to join. Something made me come back to the police; it was my kind of job.
Days later, I found myself trapped behind a desk in a hot police building, in Shoreside Vale. The air conditioning was broken, sweat running down the side of my face.
"Hey, Payne, are you okay?" Johnson asked, next to me.
"Uh, oh yeah, fine, just not felling to hot right now, if you know what I mean." I got up from my desk, and headed for the bathroom.
While in there, I pored cold water out of the sink.
"Hey Payne." A voice said.
I had nearly jumped, I turned around to see my new friend Ali walking out the door.
I grabbed the whit towel that was set up next to the sink. A familiar feeling passed through my body, as the building trembled, a loud explosion coming from behind me, voices screaming, I fell to the floor in a daze.
A few moments later I opened my eyes. I felt a sharp pain in my leg. The lights were out: I could feel something in my leg, something sharp. I tore it out, screaming into the air as I could feel blood pouring out of my wound.
I stood up, and coughed in the dust. I opened the bathroom door. Bodies lay everywhere, sunlight came in through the roof, fire burned away at the building. There was a hole in front of me, Ali lay on the ground, in a puddle of blood.
He was dead. "Payne! Come on! Get out! The building could collapse any minute!"
I glanced to my left, near a door, Johnson signaled for me to come to him. As I walked over the floor, the sound of burning fire in the back ground, the floor slipped out from under me; I fell two floors down, getting knocked out.
Once again, I had woke up to pain, only this time it was all over my body. Parts of the walls, concrete, metal framing was all around me. I could hear faint voices around me, ambulance sirens in the background.
I looked around me, for an exit. The hallway to my right was covered in fire and rubble from the building. I was in the cell block.
Some poor bastard screamed as he burned up in his cell. I looked to my left, a door. I entered into the underground parking lot, with the wall to my left blown out, I walked foreword, and got into my car.
I drove it around the rubble, and to the outdoor parking lot, where fire trucks, news vans, ambulances, police vehicle, and a crowd of people were scattered around the area. I got out of my car.
"Sir! Another survivor!"
"I'll be damned. It's Payne!" Johnson yelled.
The sun was still in the sky, it was probably 2 o'clock.
"Are you alright Payne?" Johnson ran up to me and asked.
"Yeah, just my leg." I responded. He glanced down at it in disbelief. Blood and still been coming out of it, my left leg, jus below the kneecap was soaked with the sticky warm red liquid.
"Damn" I thought to myself. A paramedic took me to the hospital. A few days passed.
I was sound asleep when the phone rang, I picked it up, "Hello?"
"Max, its Johnson, are you okay? I haven't heard from you since the bombing."
"Yeah, well…"
"Well what? You said you wanted to know what that was about right? I just got informed by the Sergeant." He took a breath, "There was a Triad warlord taken into custody, the Mafia saw this as a perfect chance to take them out, and had someone on the inside plant a bomb. It killed 14 offices, but the warlord escaped."
"Wow, they must suck at their job."
"Yeah well, yesterday there was a huge gang fight, in Harwood, on the Callahan Bridge, over 20 bodies were found, 4 of which were civilians."
"Well, thanks for waking me up, I have to go to work for the Precinct in Portland for the time, to bad you got transferred to Shoreside, eh?"
"Yeah, well see ya."
"Later." I rubbed my head, the took a shower, put on some cologne and got dressed for work. I drove from my apartment at AMCO to the Precinct.
Nothing special happened today, it was just normal. I was on my route when I got a call fro a gang disturbance in the Red Lights District. I headed there.
A/N I know it was short, but that is how I willwrite this story. Please R&R!