Thought I'll bring back the MAX PAYNE 3 crossover.. But I'll use Michael in place of Packie and Dash. And get some different dialogues..
Conviently, Mike seems to be somewhat based on Max anyway.. He has Max's slow-mo ability, and has the same grey suit..
1997:
Dave Norton and Kim become surrogate brother and sister. Espically cause it's revealed Kim's husband may be abusing her. But Dave can't do anything, or he may lose his job.. Plus Kim telling him to let it go.
Though Kim also admits she's pregnant with Pinkie.. Not having name her at the time. Doesn't even know it's gender.
At the meantime, Willis has to do some missions for Steve Heines. But even Willis finds Steve annoying. At one point, punching Steve, claiming there was a fly on his face (there wasn't). Willis starts doing research on Pegan Min (Kyrat Horrors) during this time. The only GOOD thing from Steve, is that Steve gave him a tip on Pegan. The CSI having been hunting Pegan a long time, Willis figures if he finds Pegan, he'll get a promotion.
1998:
After 2 years of searching for Ivory Smith, the man who killed Max's family in this universe, Max and his partner/close friend Alex, cause being Max Payne, he wanted revenge.
But one stormy winter night, Payne and Balder are ambushed by Ivory's double agents, working at the cop force. During which, Balder is shot and killed by a hidden assassin, later revealed to be Ivory himself. Payne is soon framed for Balder's murder and is forced to run from the police. Ironic, sense he is a cop himself.
But either way. Max retired after losing faith in the law system. And searched in vein for Ivory for the next 2 years.
2003:
Max works for Dve Norton and Michael Townley in helping in the prologue, cause Mike claims to have Ivory's location, which he doesn't.
"Look Dave.. I just don't trust this guy.. He's gonna sell out his own best friend." Max said.
"Hey, Trevor is NOT my friend" Michael said, which to Max, only came out as cold.
"Fine.. But I'm not comfortable with this." Max said.
Dave threw some body armour on Michael.
"Look Max, he has infomation on Ivory, just do this, and he'll give you it" Dave said.
"This armour better work." Michael said.
"Yeah, maybe we should test it" Max said.
"Yeah, same way your wife praticed her fake orgasms when yo-"
Before Michael finished, Max fires his M1911 at Michael, hitting the body armor.
"Bro, that was amazing aim!" Michael cried excited.
"What are you talking about.. I missed" Max said dryly.
2004;
Brad Snider: Where the fuck's the chopper?!
Michael: Fuck! FUCK!
Brad Snider: I'm gonna chec- (gets shot in the neck).
(Trevor heads for cover while Michael stays with Brad.)
Trevor Philips: Run! It's the fucking Feds! Someone must have fucking talked!
Michael Townley: Alright. Brad's gonna be fine but we gotta get out of here!
(The sniper fires a second shot, which hits Michael).
I always joke about how bad Michael is at acting. Plus there's a clear lack of blood. Which is a good foreshadow.
But Trevor dosen't seem to notice either of these things. Luckily for the plan.
Little known fact. According to my teacher, body armour is not able to protect you from sniper rifles. It's designed for pistol fire, and machine gun fire. any form of long range fire is too powerful. You still die.. But hey, it's just a game :)
Large hordes of cop cars begin surrounding an enraged Trevor, whpbegins violently shooting as much cops as he can. But eventually he has to retreat as Max comes up from behind, wearing a police ski mask, as he's still a wanted man, and shoots his carbine rifle, nearly killing Trevor. Who shoots back, hitting Max in the shoulder.
Trevor grabs a fleeing woman, demanding to know where the chopper is. The poor woman not having any idea what he's talking about. Trevor demands the cops to back off or he'll kill the woman.
Shortly after Trevor throws her at the cops and runs off. Them chasing. The lead cop checking on the woman.
Trevor runs into the forest, where the police loose sight of him.
He got away.
Some time later, at a local cemetery, a funeral for Michael Townley is held. Dave Norton, the agent who "shot" him, supervises the proceedings, whilst Michael himself observes from a distance and flicks away his cigarette.
Max, after his shoulder is patched up. Demands Michael to hold out his part of the deal. And give his infomation of Ivory Smith.
However, Michael admitted he didn't actually have any current infomation on Ivory, just said it so Max would help.
Max didn't take this well. Being already on bad terms with Michael for what he believed as betraying Trevor. And now he feels Michael was wasting his time.. He probably was.
CURRENT DAY:
Somewhere in the rough side of New Jersey, Max, now in his early 40's, awakens in his apartment from a nightmare about the night his wife died, same time he had it this month. As he awakens, he gets dressed in a leather jacket, old tie, dress pants, dress shirt, and dress shoes. By this point Max's black hair is rough and grayin,g, and he has a thick beard.
He visits his wife and baby daughter's tombstone, hugging and kissing it before he leaves to hang out at Walton's Bar, drinking a fresh glass of Kong Scotch when a local bar girl walks in and asks for a Gin and Tonic. Max immediately has a flashback of when he met his wife and how Michelle also used to drink Gin and Tonic.
Max narrating: I've been sitting at the bar for about, 3 hours.. Or.. 5 years.. Depending how you look at things.. I try NOT to look at things.. I try not to think about when it was that my existence became less about the things that make up people's lives, and more about the holes that losing such people leaves behind.. But I wasn't doing a very good job at it.
Three young goons come in, being loud and obnoxious, and than start crowding up on Max once noticing him.
Max: These pricks have been annoying me for days.. They were typical Jersey rich kids.. The ring leader, I think his name was Tony, his father was some well known hood.. Drug dealer.. Racketeer.. Pillar of the New Jersey community.
"Let me ask you something?.. Where the fuck are you donuts?" Tony mocked Max, making his friends laugh loudly.
Max: Tony had a well established sense of humour.. For New Jersey.
"Serious though.. I thought I told you to get out of here old man" Tony said.
"Yeah, old man!" One of the others added in. There names aren't given, so I'll call them Goon#1, and Goon#2.
"Nice echo.. These gorillas have personalities of their own, or do they just agree with whatever you say Tony?" Max replied with his deep toned voice.
"Very funny old man!" Tony said sarcastically.
"It's hilarious" Goon#1 added in the same tone.
"Yeah, has-been old cops should be on tv.. Tell some jokes about how you got your wife killed, or some shit" Tony mocked.
Max glared at him, but otherwise did nothing. Turning away from him just as quickly.
"Yeah, where is the little old lady?" Goon#2 mocked.
"Or.. How you got involved in killers" Tony added.
Max doesn't reply and continues drinking his glass.
"I own this town Amigo.'' Tony said smugly.
''Really? You practice that in front of a mirror in your underwear?.. Your father owns this town.. Yeah, dear old dad, well known drug dealer and murderer.. You're nothing but a chump." Max replied dryly.
"Don't you disrespect my family, you ain't got the right!" Tony cried angrily.
"Don't you take that from this punk, Ton!" Goon#2 cried.
"I ain't taking nothing, that God hasn't already deprived him" Tony said. But suddenly the situation worsened when Tony pulled out a black M1911 pistol.
"BUT I MIGHT START!.. Any time" Tony cried, pointing it at Max.
"Calm down bro!" Goon#1 cried.
"Not till he fucking apologizes!" Tony cried angrily.
Max stared emotionlessly at Tony.
"Hey, hey, don't you stare at me, look away, look away!" Tony cried.
Unnoticed by anyone, because of the heated situation, Michael Townley entered the bar, wearing his blue suit with white underneath, and he creeps over.
"Put it away Tony!" The bartender cried.
"Shut up, old man, or I'll kill you two!" Tony threatens, the bartender stays quiet.
"Stop looking at me, jerkoff, say your sorry!" Tony ordered Max, who was now giving Tony his full attention.
"Which you want first?" Max asked sarcastically.
"Don't act cleaver, you fucking leather jacket wearing dip shit cop out! Don't act clever!" Tony cried.
"Yeah, asshole!" Goon#1 added in.
"Put the gun down son'' Michael said suddenly, holding his 9mm Pistol at Tony's back head.
"Who the fuck are you!?" Tony cried.
"Don't worry about it.. Now put it down" Michael said calmly.
Tony reluctantly puts the pistol on the counter, waiting next to Max, who takes a moment to look at it.
"Thank you.. Now get the fuck outta here, before one of you gets shot!" Michael ordered.
"This isn't over mother fucker!" Tony said, starting to leave.
"Uh huh?" Michael said sarcastically.
"Yeah! Stay wait here, stay wait here! We'll be back!" Goon#2 cried, the 3 now about to leave. "You don't know who your fucking with!" Goon#1 added, before they leave.
"Yeah, whatever" Michael said, putting away the pistol, seeing that they were gone.
"Max.. Remember me?'' Michael asked excitedly.
''Yes, from North Yankton.''
''Not still mad are you? You know, about Ivory.''
''No, I love going on wild goose chases and not even getting the one award I needed.'' Max said dryly.
''I know, I know.. But my daughter Carly.. She has a kid now, and even though we got rid of our current threats we still may need protection down th...''
"Oh, a daughter, a living daughter, how happy for you.'' Max said dryly.
''Look, Ivory was causing a lot of problems since you left, before I never actually met him, but time we really do know where he...''
''I'm not letting you fool me again.. So head on back to Los Santos Townley, and leave me alone.'' Max said, finishing his glass.
"At least let me buy you a drink" Michael insisted.
Max paused for a second.
"... Sure.. You can buy me a drink." Max replied.
A while later, Max and Michael get a bit more drunk, cheering with a girl Max found from earlier, who was invited to join them. Suddenly Tony and his two goons returned, all armed with Combat Pistols.
"You faggots still got something too say to me!?" Tony cried angrily.
"Yeah.. Fuck off!" Michael cried annoyedly.
"I don't like spics who tell me too fuck off!" Tony cried, pointing the gun at him.
"Good for you.. NOW FUCK OFF!" Michael shouts.
"Fuck you!" Tony cried, and noticed the woman staring at him as well. ''What's you staring at whore!?''
"Fuck you asshole! No dick asshole!" she cried angrily.
"What you say!?" Tony cried.
"You heard me! I'm not frightened of you!" She cried, literally pushing him.
MAX: The girl sure had balls, I'll give her that.
Tony, now enraged, pistol whipped the women over the head, which noticeably angers Max. Without thinking, Max grabbed the M1911 pistol off the counter, shooting Tony though the chest, killing him instantly. Michael quickly smashes a bottle onto Goon#2 as GOON#1 flees, Max shoots at him but misses him. M
MAX: I don't know why I did it, I guess I never liked seeing girls get hit.. But from that moment on, I was dead in that town..
Max and Michael jump into cover as more men arrive, Michael having the chance to pull out his pistol, and they shoot up the bar. Max getting most of them, despite being still kinda drunk. Michael makes some of his n-game combat quotes.
"Area clear," Max said.
''Good, let's check downstairs.'' Michael said, grabbing a shotgun off a dead goon.
The duo reach the basement, Max finds an Uzi along the way, and uses it instead of the pistol.
He then does one of his dives as he shoots 2 or 3 in a row before hitting the ground.
"Huh. You have to teach me that" Michael said playfully.
They continued the battle as another wave arrive into the the basement from the back door, Michael shoots several in a row with with his shotgun. Max shoots two in a row before reloading, Michael using the counter as cover he needs longer to reload the shotgun.
Eventually there was only one left, Max whacked him twice over the head with the Uzi, and that shot him from the ground, execution style.
"Guess it's time to see what's waiting outside for us" Max said.
"Well, it ain't gonna be a warm cup of milk, and a blowjob" Michael said sarcastically.
From outside, they continue to fight through the enemies. At one point Michael manages to climb to the roofs and uses an RPG on some of the approaching cars.
"Come on! I'm not waiting around too long to see who else comes!" Michael tosses away the empty shotgun after the battle.
MAX: I thought about saying "the cops", but this wasn't the time for bad jokes.
"Come on, my apartment isn't far from here" Max said, leading Michael to said apartment.