Max awoke from a deep sleep, aboard a plane. She struggled with the
restraint that held her down.
"LET ME GO!!!" She yelled, staring everyone in the room down. Gibbons rose from a seat and stood before Max, she looked up at him, angry and confused.
"Eleven." Gibbons began. "You've been working for Nikki Tran"
"Rage?" she asked.
"Yeah, Rage. Nikki Tran has his car operations, races, we have evidence that he is moving into more sinister territory."
"Oh god no, not any more car races!" Max spoke with deep sarcasm.
"We feel that Tran is investing in terrorist groups, and even aligned his faction with one."
"Yeah? Where do I play in?"
"Your car boosting set up has become one of the more lucrative branches for Mr. Tran"
"Yeah, I know." Max sighed and turned towards the window, lost in a moment, remembering something. "I tried to retire years ago, go legit, but it kept sucking me back in."
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"JARED!!! RUN!!!" Max yelled at the young man, her lover, her best friend. He looked over his shoulder at her, turning his back on the men coming after him. He had been seen with the infamous Eleven, and Max could do nothing to save him.
"MAX!!" He yelled as he tried to run from the men. Max walked back from the window; there was nothing that could be done.
"JARED!" She yelled within the confines of her house, she heard a gunshot, and a scream.
"MAX!!!"
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"What am I saying" Max shook herself out of the dream and looked over at Xander.
"We need you and Xander to infiltrate Tran's faction, get the information we need and we'll move in." Gibbons smiled. "Welcome to the NSA."
"Welcome to the NSA?!" Max started. "What the hell are you saying?!" Her every word streaked with sarcasm. "You can't just pull people off of the street and say, 'hey look! WELCOME TO THE NSA!!' It's not like that."
"It can, and it did, just look at Xander, he's the best agent we've had in a while."
"Oh stop gloating Gibbons." Xander boomed. "This is the last mission, the end."
"Xander, you know you'll be back." Gibbons smiled.
"Hey! Don't go starting the mission quite yet." Max interrupted the small conversation between Xander and Gibbons. "What makes you think that I'm going to openly help you?"
"For a person who has over 75 counts of grand theft auto, you don't have much to negotiate with." Gibbons laughed. He sat down in a seat across from Eleven. "Work with us, all those counts mysteriously disappear, along with the infamous Eleven."
Xander looked on, a spectator to the scene, a familiar scene of recruitment. His mind continued to stray back to a thought he never wanted to have.
"What makes me qualified for this? I just steal cars, there are so many others in Tran's operations" Max asked, trying to assess the situation.
"Because, out of all the others, Eleven is an identity that everyone knows, you're the best in the business, that is why." Gibbons looked over to Xander Cage, who started to pace.
"Sir, we're about to land at Hong Kong international airport." Agent Toby Shavers spoke.
"We're landing soon X, you should take a seat." Gibbons stated.
"We're still circling the airport." Xander stated.
"We're going to land soon." Gibbons smiled as he turned to Max. "Be like Max, she's been sitting through the whole flight."
"I guess I could have it worse.." Xander grinned. "I could be strapped and cuffed to a chair."
"You know you like it." Max commented.
"You know what way I'd like it." Xander laughed.
"Oh yeah, I remember." Max started. "Big, fake and silicon. Got it." She nodded.
"Hey, don't say that." "You know it's true Xander. YOU KNOW IT." She stared him down. "To you, a girl is a quick lay, you've NEVER BEEN IN LOVE."
"DON'T TELL ME WHAT I'VE BEEN IN." Xander yelled. "You know nothing."
The plane landed, the particulars of the assignment explained. Max was unstrapped and escorted down to the tarmac where two cars awaited her.
"Eleven, this is where you choose." Gibbons began. "Pick the red car-"
"Mazda RX-7" Max interrupted, her knowledge of cars evident.
"Go with Xander, finish the mission, home free. Pick the black car-"
"Honda S2000." Max interrupted again.
"Go and run, you're a criminal, we will find you, and arrest you. Your choice Eleven, Red or Black." Gibbons looked at her, the rest of the people awaited her decision, was it going to be the way out of the good guy, or another car chase, this time down streets she knew nothing of.
"LET ME GO!!!" She yelled, staring everyone in the room down. Gibbons rose from a seat and stood before Max, she looked up at him, angry and confused.
"Eleven." Gibbons began. "You've been working for Nikki Tran"
"Rage?" she asked.
"Yeah, Rage. Nikki Tran has his car operations, races, we have evidence that he is moving into more sinister territory."
"Oh god no, not any more car races!" Max spoke with deep sarcasm.
"We feel that Tran is investing in terrorist groups, and even aligned his faction with one."
"Yeah? Where do I play in?"
"Your car boosting set up has become one of the more lucrative branches for Mr. Tran"
"Yeah, I know." Max sighed and turned towards the window, lost in a moment, remembering something. "I tried to retire years ago, go legit, but it kept sucking me back in."
[[[___]]]
"JARED!!! RUN!!!" Max yelled at the young man, her lover, her best friend. He looked over his shoulder at her, turning his back on the men coming after him. He had been seen with the infamous Eleven, and Max could do nothing to save him.
"MAX!!" He yelled as he tried to run from the men. Max walked back from the window; there was nothing that could be done.
"JARED!" She yelled within the confines of her house, she heard a gunshot, and a scream.
"MAX!!!"
[[[___]]]
"What am I saying" Max shook herself out of the dream and looked over at Xander.
"We need you and Xander to infiltrate Tran's faction, get the information we need and we'll move in." Gibbons smiled. "Welcome to the NSA."
"Welcome to the NSA?!" Max started. "What the hell are you saying?!" Her every word streaked with sarcasm. "You can't just pull people off of the street and say, 'hey look! WELCOME TO THE NSA!!' It's not like that."
"It can, and it did, just look at Xander, he's the best agent we've had in a while."
"Oh stop gloating Gibbons." Xander boomed. "This is the last mission, the end."
"Xander, you know you'll be back." Gibbons smiled.
"Hey! Don't go starting the mission quite yet." Max interrupted the small conversation between Xander and Gibbons. "What makes you think that I'm going to openly help you?"
"For a person who has over 75 counts of grand theft auto, you don't have much to negotiate with." Gibbons laughed. He sat down in a seat across from Eleven. "Work with us, all those counts mysteriously disappear, along with the infamous Eleven."
Xander looked on, a spectator to the scene, a familiar scene of recruitment. His mind continued to stray back to a thought he never wanted to have.
"What makes me qualified for this? I just steal cars, there are so many others in Tran's operations" Max asked, trying to assess the situation.
"Because, out of all the others, Eleven is an identity that everyone knows, you're the best in the business, that is why." Gibbons looked over to Xander Cage, who started to pace.
"Sir, we're about to land at Hong Kong international airport." Agent Toby Shavers spoke.
"We're landing soon X, you should take a seat." Gibbons stated.
"We're still circling the airport." Xander stated.
"We're going to land soon." Gibbons smiled as he turned to Max. "Be like Max, she's been sitting through the whole flight."
"I guess I could have it worse.." Xander grinned. "I could be strapped and cuffed to a chair."
"You know you like it." Max commented.
"You know what way I'd like it." Xander laughed.
"Oh yeah, I remember." Max started. "Big, fake and silicon. Got it." She nodded.
"Hey, don't say that." "You know it's true Xander. YOU KNOW IT." She stared him down. "To you, a girl is a quick lay, you've NEVER BEEN IN LOVE."
"DON'T TELL ME WHAT I'VE BEEN IN." Xander yelled. "You know nothing."
The plane landed, the particulars of the assignment explained. Max was unstrapped and escorted down to the tarmac where two cars awaited her.
"Eleven, this is where you choose." Gibbons began. "Pick the red car-"
"Mazda RX-7" Max interrupted, her knowledge of cars evident.
"Go with Xander, finish the mission, home free. Pick the black car-"
"Honda S2000." Max interrupted again.
"Go and run, you're a criminal, we will find you, and arrest you. Your choice Eleven, Red or Black." Gibbons looked at her, the rest of the people awaited her decision, was it going to be the way out of the good guy, or another car chase, this time down streets she knew nothing of.