Battle vs. Nathan Drake (by Omnicube1)Edit
Max Payne has been given a new assignment: Find the Treasure Hunter and Kill Him. Payne finds himself in an abandoned temple in Peru. He walks around with his Striker Shotgun in hand. He hears clanging from a distance. He sees Nathan Drake digging up a tomb with a pickaxe.
"Hey!" yells Max. Drake spins around and fires his Wes-44 at the detective. Payne ducks for cover as Nathan unloads all the rounds in his revolver. Max notices that his assailant has fired all six rounds and pops up, firing his Striker. The descendant of Sir Francis Drake dodges the flying shells and finds cover behind an altar. He draws his SAS-12. Payne creeps forward with his Dual Wield Ingrams. Drake pops up and fires his SAS-12 but misses. Payne returns fire and screams as he does so. Drake grunts and pulls out his MP40 and fires. Payne dives but he is struck in the arm. He grabs his wound and finds blood spilling from his wound.
Drake yells, "You dead yet?"
Payne responds, "Not even close!"
"Oh you will be now!" Drake charges forward with his FAL firing in full auto. Bullets are flying all over the place. Max responds by drawing his 9mm Dual Wield and firing back. Drake is struck several times in the torso. He collapses to the floor and takes deep breaths. Payne walks up to him and points his Kalashnikov at Drake's face.
"Oh how the tables have turned you miserable son of a bi***," Max exclaims and he unloads every single round in the magazine into Drake's body.
WINNER: MAX PAYNE
The experts believed that Payne's superior arsenal made this an easy win for him.
Battle vs. John McClane (by Codgod13)Edit
No battle written
WINNER: JOHN McCLANE
This was quite an easy win for John McClane as he was psychologically healthy unlike Max Payne. That, along with McClane's domination in mid and short range, and overall better training won him the day. To see the original battle, weapons, and votes, click here.
"Stop here." Max could not see anything. A black sack was tied over his head. It was hard for him to get air. The next thing Payne knew was that he was thrown and fell hard onto dirt. Or was it pavement? He heard the car drive off. Chasing after the Russian Mob was harder then he thought. He quickly took off the sack. Suddenly, a voice came from nowhere. "Max, I hope my men treated you nicely?" questioned the voice. "I know you're there."
The voice sighed. "I gave you your weapons back. But how 'bout a little game? I have a man looking for you. A Serb, so you'll know he'll be tough. Here's the deal: you kill him, you go home freely and the mob will stop coming after you. You lose...well you lose."
Max had no choice. He picked up the backpack that was lying next to the radio that was transmitting the message. He was this guy? He saw inside his Taurus Judge, two Ingrams, and next to the backpack he saw a rifle case, from which he produced a Dragunov and an M4 Carbine. He discovered a picture of a man in a blue and white jacket. This must be the guy I'm looking for.
Sasha picked up some dirt and rubbed it into his gloves. An old sniper's trick. Payne, Max Payne. He was the target the man ordered him to kill. Sasha's wounds have healed up nicely after his bout with the Russian. He moved quietly through the woods as he approached Payne's location. After ten more minutes of running through the forest, he took a break and brought out the picture of his victim. Dark-haired, at a quick glance people would thing we were brothers. He smirked and shook his head. He then grabbed his canteen and drink two big gulps of water. He inspected his trusty SSG3000 and went off.
Payne got up and moved north, towards the wooded area. As he walked, he took out the picture again. Max smiled a little. The guy looks like he could be my brother. He shook his head and put the picture back into his pocket. A rifle shot cracked out and a puff of dust rose two feet away from Max. He got behind a boulder and took out the Dragunov. He peered through the PSO-1 scope. Another gunshot rang out, the bullet landing two inches away from Payne's head. He was able to see the glare of the sun from his target's scope. Payne returned fire. He knew he missed. He looked through the scope again and fired at his target hidden in the shadows. A burst of what appeared to be blood splattered across the rock the Serb hid behind. Max made his way towards his enemy. Payne switched his Dragunov for his M4 Carbine. As he loomed over the rock, he saw a burst canteen. Damn, a decoy. Sasha dashed from the bushes, firing both his Beretta M92SB and CZ 75 pistols. Payne dived to his left, firing his M4.
How did I not kill him? Sasha shook off his frustration and reloaded both pistols. He rose up behind the log that served as a shield between him and the American. He fired both guns at the same time. He saw his target's left shoulder peep out and fired his Beretta at it. Blood splurted out when the bullet made contact. Out of ammo, Sasha drew out his Zastava M70. He moved towards Max, firing his rifle.
Max knew he couldn't stay in his position much longer. He had to do something fast. Taking out his dual Ingrams, he dived from cover again, firing his submachine-guns. To his surprise, the bullets made contact. Sasha collapsed to his knees. Payne rose up. However, the Serb was still able to keep up the fight. He took out his Beretta M92SB, which only had five rounds left, and fired at Payne, who was 20 yards away. The excruciating pain caused Sasha to miss some of his shots, but made two into Max's right chest and left arm. He then rose up and charged Max and tackled him.
Sasha knew he wouldn't live long. He was determined to take the American with him. He punched Max in the face several times, before he countered with an elbow to the mouth. Sasha doubled back in pain, he spat blood out and discovered the blow caused him to bite down on his tongue, causing excessive bleeding. Payne kicked Sasha in the stomach, sending him to the floor. He proceeded to kick the Serb in the face. However, he grabbed Payne's foot and caused him to fall. He crawled over his victim and hit his head several more times.
He could not take it anymore. He fists came down like hard bricks. Payne was fading into death. He noticed the Serb was distracted. He quickly drew out his final weapon, the Taurus Judge. He brought it up slowly and pointed it at Sasha's stomach and fired. Blood and guts flew everywhere from the blast of the .410 Bore. Payne's victim stood up slowly and reached inside the gaping hole that used to be his abdomen. Intestines were hanging everywhere. Max slowly got up and pushed Sasha. Payne stood over the body and shrugged. No fancy death quotes this time.
WINNER: MAX PAYNE
While Sasha had some skill with a sniper, the tides turned in Payne's favor once the former ran out of rounds, and had to go in close, where Payne had the edge.
Battle vs. Miyo Takano (by BattleGames1)Edit
Port of Kanazawa, 12 hours after the Great Hinamizawa disaster
"Help me carry this thing..." a Yamainu soldier grunts as he and another man carry a small crate towards a gangplank. On it stood Takano and she was overseeing her men load 50 so crates containing dozens of syringes carrying the Hinamizawa virus on board a cargo tanker. Helping the men set the last of the crates down, Takano heads out onto the pier. Looking up at the moon, Takano smirks as she realises that her plan is about to come into fruition - now that her theory about the Hinamizawa syndrome is about to make headlines, she reckons that to really make the disease really spread virally (both in the media sense and the literal sense) would be to release the virus in a densely populated area; and since she would not be able to do in Tokyo (because that is where her co-conspirators are doing their thing with the virus), she reckoned that the best place to do this would be in America.
"Takano," one of the Yamainu bodyguards of hers walks up and asks "Where are we exactly going?"
After letting out a little chuckle, she said "We are going to the USA. We will start our next reign of terror there"
Walking towards the boardwalk leading to the deck, Takano goes into further detail. "I've decided that the city we'll be heading to will be New York," Takano walks up to the ships cabin and unfurls a map, laying it out onto the controls, "From what intel Okonogi has supplied to me, once word gets out about me, the US will send their Coast guard units to Los Angeles in anticipation for my 'arrival', but they are foolish," she traces a path going up the coast of Siberia and heading towards the North Pole "This ship will be able to pass through the Arctic ocean covertly. Those dumb Canadians will mistake our ship for a fishing trawler and let us through their shipping waters easily.""So how are we going to end up in New York safely? Surely the Americans will realise they've been bluffed after a few days" the Yamainu soldier by her side asks.
"Don't worry." Takano assures her companion with a little rustle of the Yamainu's cap, "My people in Tokyo have gotten that taken care of..."
Takano is then interrupted by another Yamainu soldier who walks in "Madam, the Yamainu have packed their stuff onto the crew cabins and are ready to pull away"
"Good" Takano exclaimed in a sinister voice as she puts away her map "Set course for New York City following my path". Looking at the two Yamainu soldier's standing there, she yells "Well, don't just stand there. Get the ship started!"
Amid a few cries of "Yes, maam", the Yamainu soldiers rush out of the captains control deck and out onto the deck. Miyo meanwhile stares into the horizon, a look of determination forming on her face. With a bit of luck, she may be able to reach the city, drug and infect the hundred thousand or so citizens and throw everything into chaos. It'll be a conquering of the USA, one city at a time.
Tokyo City, 2-and-a-half weeks later
Detective Ooishi was in his office, rummaging through various photos he has of Takano, the damn bitch who poisoned all those innocent villagers back at Hinamizawa. He is trying to formulate some idea where Takano is heading. The JSDF have traced Takano's trail to Kanazawa but when the troops arrived, the place was bare. Not a single trace of Takano and the Yamainu, just a few empty cargo trucks and a missing ship. The JSDF have been patrolling the sea looking for her, but it seems as if they are slipping under the radar. "Man I could really use some sleep, I've been up all night just trying to think of something" he silently said to himself. With a flick of a switch, a whip off the coat stand and the push of a button, Ooishi was making his way to the ground floor. As he walked past the concierge, he noticed that the receptionist was looking at a news report of Takano's escape. To Ooishi, his news about her gas attack in Hinamizawa was spreading like wildfire, people from Paris, Sydney and even closer to home like Beijing were holding special vigils for the departed. As the receptionist changed channels looking for something to else to watch, something caught Ooishi's attention. The next channel the receptionist changed to was FOX News also reporting the same thing. This was enough for Ooishi to realise something.
"Of course, how can I be so stupid?" Ooishi angrily muttered to himself. The muttering was loud enough to make the receptionist at the desk turn; but before she could say anything, Ooishi was bolting out the door.
"She's going to New York. That's why the US Coast Guard in California weren't seeing her..." Ooishi thought to himself as he puffed and panted his way to the nearest telephone booth. On the dark street, he looked like a bolt of darkness blitzing from lamp-post to lamp-post - one second he's there, the next he's disappeared. Finally, Ooishi reached a booth. After a few seconds of frantic dialling, he yelled at the operator to connect him to the DEA. Somewhere from a distance, a shadowy female figure (note: this is Homura) stood, watching the foolish detective alert the US about their stupidity. "Well, I guess it's time before this turns messy" she thought in a sinister manner. Taking a tiny step forward, she unsheathed her dagger.
New York City, 12 hours later
Max awoke to the sound of Sonny and Cher playing I Got You Babe on the clock radio. "Ah not this shit again..." Max said as he struggled to get out of bed. His head pounded very heavily like it was about to break out of his cage, his voice didn't sound too good either but it was just one of those early morning croaks that he could get over. "God what I do last night?" Max gloomily thought to himself.
Wash wash, scrub scrub and into the kitchen he went. Minutes later, the smell of egg and bacon sizzled in the air, as was the rich aroma of a cappuccino. Maybe this would be enough to remove that awful stench that lingered in his palate. To Max, this may not feel like a hearty breakfast back in Sao Paolo but at least it was good to be home. After consuming his daily meal, he turned on the television.
Gay show... gay show... Superbowl ah I don't fucking care about... and the next thing he sees is the news report from FOX News."This is a special news bulletin from FOX News. News from our good friends in Japan. Ōishi Kuraudo, one of the detectives responsible in the investigation of the Great Hinamizawa Disaster, has mysteriously disappeared after placing a call from a phone booth some time after leaving his office in Tokyo. Police are currently combing the scene for clues as to who has taken him but so far nothing has been found..."
'*click*' "Heh, good luck to them." Max said as he began to sip his coffee. Just as he finished and set the cup down, the doorbell rings. For a few seconds it resonates throughout the apartment. "Who the fuck could that be?" Max said to himself before coming to open it.
Outside stood two tall men, dressed in white shirts, black jeans, polished shoes, dark glasses... and a vest that read DEA in big bold white writing.
The black man spoke first "I'm Agent Smith and this is Agent Jones," he gestured to the tall white figure, "as you can tell, we're from the DEA..."
"Go fuck yourself!" Max angrily muttered as he shut the door. Midway, Smith stopped <ax in his tracks. After re-opening the door in defeat, the conversation ran like this:
"I'm told you were the best agent the DEA had some time ago..."
"Yeah... until I lost my family and all..."
"Of course you got nuts after all. If I was in your position, man I'd be pissed off too"
"What do you want?"
Agent Jones stepped forward and handed Max a dossier. "You heard about what happened to Detective Ooishi, right?" he sternly asked.
"He's the guy that disappeared right?" Max said as he scratched his head. "What the fuck do the DEA have to do with this?" he thought.
"Well, head office in Arlington received a call from him about Takano. Apparently she is on her way to New York."
Finally voicing his thought, Max said "What the fuck does the DEA have to do with this?"
Before Jones could say something, Smith jumped in "The call from Ooishi was a tip for us. Apparently according to him, Takano has been making and harbouring an illegal substance and is perhaps taking a load of them with her to New York. Before he could tell us any more, the line got cut."
Staring at the woman in the photo a lot of thoughts raced through his mind. If his family were still alive at this moment, then they would be in serious danger. But it wasn't just his family, it was the entire New York city at stake. And after reading through the death tool and photos of those dead, a sense of patriotism and revenge ran through his mind - or was it the rush of coffee getting to his head? Either way, he wasn't going to let this crime go unanswered.
Handing back the dossier, Max asked "What's in it for me?"
"Maybe if you get changed and come with us back to the base, we'll explain everything. All we know is, you and 5 other agents - including us - are going to intercept this terrorist as she arrives in the city."
With a feeling of satisfaction running across his face, Max grinned and said "Be with you in 5 minutes..."
5 hours later...
It is almost 5pm and silence is all around - except for the sounds of Miyo and her small attache of Yamainu soldiers busy unloading their crates of the Hinamizawa Syndrome. "Be careful with that!" Miyo ordered her men as they place the crates inside stolen ambulances "Do you know how much of the virus is in that crate? Enough to render the city helpless and cut-off. By the time they take a swig of this both in the hospitals and in their sewage systems, they will be out of their minds before help can be given!" Takano starts to maniacally giggle at the thought running through her head "Once the virus spreads across the country, those foolish scientists back home and abroad will now that my father's research is of utmost importance... AND THEN I WILL HAVE BECOME OYASHIRO-SAMA!" the Yamainu soldiers around her tried their best to ignore the uproarious maniacal laughter that bellowed out of Takano and echoed throughout the walls. Suddenly, almost once she has calmed down, a police car wailed in the distance. Looking concerned, Miyo and her troops stop what they are doing. "The police are here!" a Yamainu soldier exclaims "Weapons ready!"
"Wait," Miyo commands "We'll let them walk into an ambush..." she eerily comments
Outside the harbour, a DEA van pulls up close to the warehouse where it is believed Takano and her cargo stash are located. All agents within step out of the vehicle - Payne, Smith, Jones, White, Brown and Green - and prepare themselves for what is going to be a fierce firefight. Max walks his way towards the boot of the van and opens it, revealing a huge arsenal of weapons to use. Payne grabs his Taurus pistol and M79 grenade launcher while the agents grab their M6A2s, Glocks and UMPs.
"Remember," Max briefs the other agents, "the target is Miyo Takano and she will have a small attache with her. Our orders are kill on sight. Got that?"
"Yes sir" the others replied in unison, and with that, they move out heading towards the warehouse entrance. Inside, they see the medium sized carrier boat Takano must have used to transport the illegal substance to the country. Over to the right are several ambulances with open doors and several of them are filled with crates. Brown stealthily walks towards the empty ambulance, thinking that one of Takano's 'attache' is hiding. "No sign of Takano here, sir" he reports. Suddenly Smith hears a *zip* and yells "ROCKET!" but before Brown can react, the ambulance he is standing explodes - from this, Brown is consumed in the blast . The remaining agents and Payne look up to see where the blast had come from and sees... nothing in the upper room. Suspicious, everyone aims their guns at the office expecting someone to come out. A Yamainu soldier kicks the door down and fires his Howa at the agents downstairs. The agents fire their rifles at the soldier who is also given covering fire by his fellow Yamainu soldiers. Neither side scores a hit, but on the Yamainu side, the RPG wielder from before pops out of hiding and taking aim with it. Smith fires his M6A2 at him and manages to kill him before the rocket could be fired . The lead Yamainu soldier from before notices Max load his M79 and orders his men to find another hiding place. He then ducks behind cover and pulls the pin on a Gas Grenade. Chucking it out of the window, he and the other troops place their gas masks on before heading out of the office. "Smoke grenade!" Jones yells out before he and his men stop firing, save Max who fires a grenade from his launcher at the office, sending one Yamainu flying through the window . Max hastily realises something is wrong and yells for everyone to move back to the van to get the masks. Before long though, White begins to stop and chokingly cough - its as if he is being poisoned. The others look back to see him but it is too late to do anything . "Shit, it's a poison gas grenade get everyone out of the area..." Green begins to say before he is grazed in the shoulder by enemy fire from the Howa. The agents look forward to see a Yamainu soldier in a gas mask fire away. He quickly retreats to join his companions but unfortunately, Jones fires his UMP and kills the soldier in a hail of gunfire . When the soldier drops dead, the agents notice that the gas is still spreading but it is slowly dissipating. They turn back to where the Yamainu soldier was going to run to and it looks like another empty warehouse. "Smith and Jones, follow me. Green, you stay put. I'll come back to help you as soon as I can." Max stated
"Are you crazy, man? You know that ciggie shit must've got to your brain..." Jones protested. Payne was about to explode in anger about being confronted like this, but after a while, calmed down and simply said "Trust me, I know what I'm doing"
Unsure but not wanting to let the criminals get away, Smith and Jones followed Max as he sprinted, Taurus in hand, towards the empty warehouse, leaving Green by the side of the car. Clutching his shoulder in pain, Green made his way to the back of the car, hoping to find a medical kit. What Max and his men didn't realise in all their rushing about, is that Miyo has carefully hidden herself amongst the crates - when the gas erupted, she put on her gas mask and waited until Smith, Payne and Jones left. Now, she got herself an easy kill. Taking out her M1911, she held it at gunpoint at Green's head.
"What does that man and your agency know about me?" she angrily breathed close to his ear as she twirled the barrel close to the nape.
"Who, Payne?" Green retorted "He got all the motherfuckin' info he needs to know". Turning Green and holding the M1911 close to his temple, Miyo (by this time really pissed off and almost reaching her breaking point) muttered "Everything?"
In between his heavy breathing, Green proudly exclaimed "Everything. You goin' down bitch!".
"Good..." Takano calmly stated before pulling the trigger. Blood spattered all over the interior of the SUV as Green's body fell into the boot . Fluttering her cape, she stuffed the M1911 into her belt holster and took out her MP5, cocking it before rushing to join her fellow Yamainu soldiers.
Smith, Jones and Payne slowly walk into the warehouse and into darkness. After surveying all there is to see, Max pulls out a Molotov cocktail and a lighter. "What the--" Jones exclaimed before he is interrupted by Max "Don't ask. Now what this place here needs is a little light." A little chuckle resounded throughout the empty area before Max threw the flaming bottle. It exploded near some empty wooden crates and a forklift. The fire resulting from it (using whatever materials it could burn through, illuminated the place like a bright torch. The shadows of the Yamainu soldiers are blurry but not impossible to make out. Smith aimed his UMP and Jones aimed his M6A2 at where they see one shadow, silently daring the man to move. The Yamainu soldier, from behind the flames, randomly fires his Howa which doesn't seem to hit anyone at first because from the first bullet fired, the agents dispersed immediately. Max hides inside a metal crate in the corner while Smith and Jones ducked into the office. The fire was almost getting to the 2 Yamainu soldiers but they were able to keep their cool and calm when they saw Smith and Jones running into the office. Taking the risk, the soldiers dart through the wall of flames (at the thinnest point they can find) and duck underneath a window in front of the office. Inside, Smith and Jones look out the exit. "The two soldiers must be out there. I'll go first and investigate" Smith ordered.
"OK, but be careful. They could strike out from anywhere..." Jones warned as Smith walked out.
Slinking their way inside, one Yamainu soldier draws his Browning out of his holster. Getting up close inside, seeing Jones by the doorway, the Yamainu soldier aims his pistol and fires at Jones - killing him with a clean headshot . Smith hears the fire and sees the Yamainu soldier preparing to fire his pistol at him. Dropping his rifle, Smith draws his Glock quicker and aims at the soldier, killing him through the window . The remaining Yamainu soldier fires his Howa at Smith but Max, peering through the door of the metal crate fires his Taurus at the soldier and kills him .
"You OK?" Payne yells "Yeah I'm fine!" Smith replies from behind the flames. Walking through the safe spot on the dying wall of fire, Smith makes his way to Max saying "C'mon. Jones is dead. Let's get out before--" but he couldn't complete his sentence as he is shot in the head by Miyo wielding her MP5 . Cringing at the sight of the fallen agent, Max cowers inside the metal crate as silently as he could, but as he does, his hand touches something wooden - and perfect for Max to use. Miyo continues to fire her MP5 hoping to get Max's attention. "You know you can't hide from me, Payne!" Miyo hauntingly exclaimed. "You can't stop me from unleashing hell on Earth!" As she walked further inside towards the body of Smith, she let out a small chuckle "I have killed off your men, Mr Payne. And now, it's time for you to die!"
"Not if I kill you first, bitch!" Payne yelled as he leapt out from the crate wielding a baseball bat.Thinking quickly, Miyo unsheathes her nightstick but unfortunately she isn't quick enough as she is tackled to the ground. Max holds the bat high into the air but Miyo kicks him out of the way. She then swings her baton at Max, managing to strike him in a few areas but otherwise, Max dodges the attacks. He himself tries to swing at Miyo with the bat but his blows are blocked by Miyo's swing of the nightstick. The duo duel and dodge and hit each other for a while, but eventually, both warriors tires out (but Miyo tires out first). Max takes one swing of the bat and knocks Miyo to the ground close to a water drain. Miyo struggles to hold her will, but eventually rolls away before the bat smashes into the pipe and both pipe and bat break. Before Max could react, Miyo jumps right behind him and swings her baton, knocking Max to the floor near the burst pipe (a complete role reversal! Ha!). As Max struggles to get up, Miyo towers above him wiping the blood from her nightstick "Well, it looks like I've won..." she smirked. "You know what, Mr Payne..." she began to lecture (while Max silently grabs the pipe and tries to wrest it free) "You were quite a force to be dealt with. I don't know much about you, but what I know is this..." she raises the baton, handle on the same trajectory as Max's face, "You are never going to stop me!
"Says you, fucker!" Max retorts and with all his might, detaches the pipe and swings it, hitting Takano square on the temple and causing her to collapse to the floor and bleed out. Satisfied yet out of breath, Max slowly gets up and walks around the body of his fallen opponent. He took out his Taurus and aimed it for her face. Looking up at the barrel, Miyo whispered in a sinister but weak voice "You cannot stop me, I have the power of Oyashiro-Sama. I AM OYASHIRO-SAMA AND I WILL MAKE YOU PAY!"
"Whatever, bitch!" Max spat before he pulled the trigger . For a second, Max looked down on his opponent's corpse. He had finally done it - taken down a wanted terrorist. Avenging all those lost souls in Hinamizawa has given him the closure he needs. Now all he must do is report his success.
Walking out of the warehouse, Max opened up his cellphone and dialled the DEA. "Yes, Mr Payne" the operator on the line asked "Get me Director Carver! Tell him to have additional men come and collect me at the dockside. Takano is down and eliminated" he stopped to look at the fallen bodies "but my men were killed in the process. Also, have him send a drug testing kit, the illegal substance she was trying to import is secure. I repeat package is secure." Flicking off his cellphone, he looks to the ambulance and inspects the contents. "Oh my god..." Max muttered as he surveyed the layout of syringes in front of him. Unknown to him, one syringe of the Hinamizawa syndrome was shot and the inner liquid leaked out from behind the crate and into the water below. Takano thought she needed a whole supply, but maybe one sample of the virus is all she needs... (Chun, chun, chun!)
Winner: Max Payne
This was a very close battle but in the end, the result came down to this. Miyo and her Yamainu troops had the better training, melee weapon, explosive weapon and special weapon but these edges weren't enough to cancel out Max's superior strength and agility (and mentality) and the DEA's better short, medium and long range firearms (and Max's Taurus pistol too). If you feel like this battle is unfair in any way, shape or form, by all means go ahead and do a rematch.