MAX:
Max sits at a desk in Liberty Police Department, looking over Trenton Baldassare's Police files on a computer. He gets halfway down the file when he hears a loud 'BANG!' like a doors been kicked in.
"Say hell to 8-ball ladies!" a shotgun shell rips through the air and crashes through a cops body.
'I knew it!' Max thinks, 'I knew this would happen.' Mobsters rush the room and start blasting the shit out of the police station. Max runs low, scrambling around debris and and bits of floating paper. A bullet flies past hand, and his mind slows down his perception enough for him to actually see the bullet, it just barely misses him.
He turns around still running, with the Barrettas drawn, he discharges seven rounds of ammunition into the Mobster that had almost shot him. Each shell-casing hitting the ground with a slomotion 'klnck', time goes back to normal and the blood soaked Mobster slumps over one of the desks.
Max runs for a room in the back of the station, he closes the door with his left hand, his right still pointing a gun. His hand slowly slides down the door as he realizes that he's going to be okay. He takes some pills and pops them into his mouth. He was beginning to have feeling again, but he hadn't eaten all day he wondered if he'd ever get something to eat, or whether he'd be able to taste it.
Out of character for the situation he scratches his tonge up against his teeth to see if his tongue has feeling, it does and he can taste the tobacco on his teeth. 'Maybe I'll get a cheesburger' he thinks, 'yeah I want a cheesburger.' Max and others had come to realize that when you are in a life threatening situation, your thoughts are jumbled, and you begin to think things you wouldn't normally have thought of just to stay sane.
The door burst open unexpectedly and slams into Max pinning him against a wall. He reaches over around the door and fires once.
"AHH! Goddamn it!" Max is able to move away from the wall, he swings the door open the rest of the way, and looks at the Mobster lying on the ground holding the left side of his ribcage.
The Mobster gives Max a look that could kill, then lifts his gun, it blurrs moving to Max like an infinite strobe light. Max's gun however is brought forward without a slomotion effect, it looks to Max like he'd lifted the gun at present speed. Really that meant he'd lifted his gun twice as fast as it seemed possible to him. The bullet flies through the air for eternity, it finally meet its mark hitting the Mobster in the head.
Max stays in the room for at least ten minutes picking of six Mobsters as they try to enter, the lucky seventh Mobster catches Max's attention rather than his gunplay.
"Gerodi?" Fidelio Gerodi was an infamous Mobster literally anyone and everyone who had spent a day in Liberty in the last year knew who he was, he'd taken over Luigi's Sex Club and was being investigated for the murder of fifty-seven cops who were all working on a case to see if Luigi's harbored prostitutes. How Gerodi could ever manage to kill fifty-seven cops was beyond Max, but that's what made him infamous.
Max is determined to get Gerodi, he points his gun point blank at Gerodi's chest. Fidelio bolts out of the room fast, and Max ejects his clips reloading the guns. He decides to wait in the room for Gerodi to come back. Some time afterwards he gets his chance. He hears them talking like nothing's happened and he's determined to break the mood and show them that what they did will not go unpunished.
Max had no special feelings towards cops, he didn't have a connection with them just because they worked in his proffession. What he hated was that they were indiscriminately murdered by a bunch of gangsters, ther was not reason to kill almost everyone, some of the cops didn't even have guns. Families were not taken into account, lives were unnecessarily taken, and Max was going to show them that that was a bad idea.
Max Payne swerves around a corner and pulls the triggers of his guns, the shells jumping from the chamber flying close to his face. A Mobster in the group is hit in the heart and he falls over screaming bloody murder "AHH! It's hot! It's hot! OH GOD!" The other Mobsters angrily fire at Max and a bullet almost takes his head off. He decides to refrain from going any further. He darts away running low and fast. He pushes a man down in the street.
"Hey what the fuck is your problem man!?" BAM!BAM!BAM!BAM!BAM!BAM! the bullets come non stop and Max shiver constantly trying to grasp the insanity of the situation. He feels a chill down his spine, an amazing sense of cool, his life seemed inches from over and it was a little terrifying.
A man grabs his arm and falls in the street almost getting hit by a Patriot, his blood flows like a river, and he makes nonsensical groaning noises squirming on the rocky concrete. The shooting stops and Max is able to get away.
After fifteen minutes of non-stop running, feels his lungs burn, he can practically hear the sound of his heart beating which pulses below his ribs. He's probably lost them but he keeps running. He turns a corner and slams into something soft and small. The something is a little girl, dressed in pink and black, she's a little small, but Max can tell from experience that she's probably at least fifteen years old.
"................Oh... My god!" Max says panting, "I...I'm sorry, you okay." he reaches his hand out and helps her up, she's totally frantic.
"No, no, theres these two guys chasing us! You have to help."
Max looks around the little girl and spots a long haired man in a Mafia outfit and another man who looks the exact same, except with short spikey hair and a kind of 'un-shaved' look about him. Both of them are about an inch or an inch and a half taller than Max, and they are both carrying guns on them.
"These guys?" Max asks her, drawing his weapons.
"No, those are my friends. NOO!" As she says it the two men stop right in front of Max without paying any attention to him they turn around and just start firing off rounds of bullets, blasting the hell out of Diablos, right in front of him. The little girl turns her head covering her ears.
No more Diablo's show up and only the bodies of dead ones remain.
Max points his guns at the two Mobsters, pressing them against the back of their heads.
"Who are you?"
They both look at him like he's just asked the most perplexing question on the planet.
"You don't read the newspaper?" the long haired guy asks.
"I'm Sal, and this is my brother Agostino Nico. We're protectin' this girl for a friend of ours okay? These Diablo's attacked us, and we were protectin' ourselves."
"Who's the girl? Why is she so important."
"SHE'S just the DAUGHTER of a GUY I KNOW!"
"What's her name?" He asks pressing both guns harder into their heads. He just knew somehow that he had to get this girl away from these guys, and probably her father too if he's sending her out with Mobsters. The first step was knowing who she was.
The little girl is confused and shaken, she doesn't know what to do, "Samantha!" she says hastily, "Samantha Baldassare!" A new chill leaks down Max's back.
"Like... Trenton Baldassare?"
"How the hell do you know that name?..." Sal asks threateningly.
"I'm leaving," Max says, "I'm not going to arrest you, but I am leaving and I'm taking the girl."
Agostino laughs, "No you're not!"
"She can't live with her father, and she's not staying in this city. She's going to a foster home."
"No!" Samantha says "I don't want to go anywhere I want to go home and see my dad!"
"You have to go. It's better for you."
"NO! Shut UP!" she says crying, "You don't know me! I just want to see my dad and have a normal day for once!"
"You see man?" Sal says, "You can't take her. She can't go to live in one of those places."
"I have to take her it's my job." Max realizes that he could easily ignore it, he wasn't one for following orders. He wasn't sure how he felt about taking her away, he didn't like the idea that he might be ruining her life forever, but kill crazy maniacs didn't seem like a good alternative.
"I'm afraid I can't let you do that." Agostino says, he swerves around and in the slow motion effect his fist flies at Max's face, Max dodges it but somehow...
'Crack!' The world darkens once again.
Max sits at a desk in Liberty Police Department, looking over Trenton Baldassare's Police files on a computer. He gets halfway down the file when he hears a loud 'BANG!' like a doors been kicked in.
"Say hell to 8-ball ladies!" a shotgun shell rips through the air and crashes through a cops body.
'I knew it!' Max thinks, 'I knew this would happen.' Mobsters rush the room and start blasting the shit out of the police station. Max runs low, scrambling around debris and and bits of floating paper. A bullet flies past hand, and his mind slows down his perception enough for him to actually see the bullet, it just barely misses him.
He turns around still running, with the Barrettas drawn, he discharges seven rounds of ammunition into the Mobster that had almost shot him. Each shell-casing hitting the ground with a slomotion 'klnck', time goes back to normal and the blood soaked Mobster slumps over one of the desks.
Max runs for a room in the back of the station, he closes the door with his left hand, his right still pointing a gun. His hand slowly slides down the door as he realizes that he's going to be okay. He takes some pills and pops them into his mouth. He was beginning to have feeling again, but he hadn't eaten all day he wondered if he'd ever get something to eat, or whether he'd be able to taste it.
Out of character for the situation he scratches his tonge up against his teeth to see if his tongue has feeling, it does and he can taste the tobacco on his teeth. 'Maybe I'll get a cheesburger' he thinks, 'yeah I want a cheesburger.' Max and others had come to realize that when you are in a life threatening situation, your thoughts are jumbled, and you begin to think things you wouldn't normally have thought of just to stay sane.
The door burst open unexpectedly and slams into Max pinning him against a wall. He reaches over around the door and fires once.
"AHH! Goddamn it!" Max is able to move away from the wall, he swings the door open the rest of the way, and looks at the Mobster lying on the ground holding the left side of his ribcage.
The Mobster gives Max a look that could kill, then lifts his gun, it blurrs moving to Max like an infinite strobe light. Max's gun however is brought forward without a slomotion effect, it looks to Max like he'd lifted the gun at present speed. Really that meant he'd lifted his gun twice as fast as it seemed possible to him. The bullet flies through the air for eternity, it finally meet its mark hitting the Mobster in the head.
Max stays in the room for at least ten minutes picking of six Mobsters as they try to enter, the lucky seventh Mobster catches Max's attention rather than his gunplay.
"Gerodi?" Fidelio Gerodi was an infamous Mobster literally anyone and everyone who had spent a day in Liberty in the last year knew who he was, he'd taken over Luigi's Sex Club and was being investigated for the murder of fifty-seven cops who were all working on a case to see if Luigi's harbored prostitutes. How Gerodi could ever manage to kill fifty-seven cops was beyond Max, but that's what made him infamous.
Max is determined to get Gerodi, he points his gun point blank at Gerodi's chest. Fidelio bolts out of the room fast, and Max ejects his clips reloading the guns. He decides to wait in the room for Gerodi to come back. Some time afterwards he gets his chance. He hears them talking like nothing's happened and he's determined to break the mood and show them that what they did will not go unpunished.
Max had no special feelings towards cops, he didn't have a connection with them just because they worked in his proffession. What he hated was that they were indiscriminately murdered by a bunch of gangsters, ther was not reason to kill almost everyone, some of the cops didn't even have guns. Families were not taken into account, lives were unnecessarily taken, and Max was going to show them that that was a bad idea.
Max Payne swerves around a corner and pulls the triggers of his guns, the shells jumping from the chamber flying close to his face. A Mobster in the group is hit in the heart and he falls over screaming bloody murder "AHH! It's hot! It's hot! OH GOD!" The other Mobsters angrily fire at Max and a bullet almost takes his head off. He decides to refrain from going any further. He darts away running low and fast. He pushes a man down in the street.
"Hey what the fuck is your problem man!?" BAM!BAM!BAM!BAM!BAM!BAM! the bullets come non stop and Max shiver constantly trying to grasp the insanity of the situation. He feels a chill down his spine, an amazing sense of cool, his life seemed inches from over and it was a little terrifying.
A man grabs his arm and falls in the street almost getting hit by a Patriot, his blood flows like a river, and he makes nonsensical groaning noises squirming on the rocky concrete. The shooting stops and Max is able to get away.
After fifteen minutes of non-stop running, feels his lungs burn, he can practically hear the sound of his heart beating which pulses below his ribs. He's probably lost them but he keeps running. He turns a corner and slams into something soft and small. The something is a little girl, dressed in pink and black, she's a little small, but Max can tell from experience that she's probably at least fifteen years old.
"................Oh... My god!" Max says panting, "I...I'm sorry, you okay." he reaches his hand out and helps her up, she's totally frantic.
"No, no, theres these two guys chasing us! You have to help."
Max looks around the little girl and spots a long haired man in a Mafia outfit and another man who looks the exact same, except with short spikey hair and a kind of 'un-shaved' look about him. Both of them are about an inch or an inch and a half taller than Max, and they are both carrying guns on them.
"These guys?" Max asks her, drawing his weapons.
"No, those are my friends. NOO!" As she says it the two men stop right in front of Max without paying any attention to him they turn around and just start firing off rounds of bullets, blasting the hell out of Diablos, right in front of him. The little girl turns her head covering her ears.
No more Diablo's show up and only the bodies of dead ones remain.
Max points his guns at the two Mobsters, pressing them against the back of their heads.
"Who are you?"
They both look at him like he's just asked the most perplexing question on the planet.
"You don't read the newspaper?" the long haired guy asks.
"I'm Sal, and this is my brother Agostino Nico. We're protectin' this girl for a friend of ours okay? These Diablo's attacked us, and we were protectin' ourselves."
"Who's the girl? Why is she so important."
"SHE'S just the DAUGHTER of a GUY I KNOW!"
"What's her name?" He asks pressing both guns harder into their heads. He just knew somehow that he had to get this girl away from these guys, and probably her father too if he's sending her out with Mobsters. The first step was knowing who she was.
The little girl is confused and shaken, she doesn't know what to do, "Samantha!" she says hastily, "Samantha Baldassare!" A new chill leaks down Max's back.
"Like... Trenton Baldassare?"
"How the hell do you know that name?..." Sal asks threateningly.
"I'm leaving," Max says, "I'm not going to arrest you, but I am leaving and I'm taking the girl."
Agostino laughs, "No you're not!"
"She can't live with her father, and she's not staying in this city. She's going to a foster home."
"No!" Samantha says "I don't want to go anywhere I want to go home and see my dad!"
"You have to go. It's better for you."
"NO! Shut UP!" she says crying, "You don't know me! I just want to see my dad and have a normal day for once!"
"You see man?" Sal says, "You can't take her. She can't go to live in one of those places."
"I have to take her it's my job." Max realizes that he could easily ignore it, he wasn't one for following orders. He wasn't sure how he felt about taking her away, he didn't like the idea that he might be ruining her life forever, but kill crazy maniacs didn't seem like a good alternative.
"I'm afraid I can't let you do that." Agostino says, he swerves around and in the slow motion effect his fist flies at Max's face, Max dodges it but somehow...
'Crack!' The world darkens once again.