A dragon was flying around town killing random people. Max Payne was nowhere near drunk enough for this shit. Ever since being ImPorted he had made it his business to keep far away from other people's business, far away from 'superhero' crap. He just kept his nose down, did his best (more or less) at the job the government gave him, and kept a pistol around just in case of trouble.
But this? This was Hell on Earth, fire raining down from the sky like the Apocalypse, a beast straight out of the Bible dropping people to their deaths just to watch them splatter. The smart thing to do would have been to stay out of it, lay low, clear out of town, but Max couldn't do that.
"Hell with it." He reached into his long black coat, drew his pistol, and advanced toward the nearest source of flames and screams. He saw a masked man with a machine gun firing at random windows, blasting doorways, rampaging. One of the dragon's goons earning his keep terrorizing random people. Max shot him down in the street, two shots to the heart. Then he walked over to his body to help himself to the machine gun.
One asshole down, God knew how many more to go, plus a dragon. It was going to be another one of those nights.
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A dragon was flying around town killing random people. Max Payne was nowhere near drunk enough for this shit. Ever since being ImPorted he had made it his business to keep far away from other people's business, far away from 'superhero' crap. He just kept his nose down, did his best (more or less) at the job the government gave him, and kept a pistol around just in case of trouble.
But this? This was Hell on Earth, fire raining down from the sky like the Apocalypse, a beast straight out of the Bible dropping people to their deaths just to watch them splatter. The smart thing to do would have been to stay out of it, lay low, clear out of town, but Max couldn't do that.
"Hell with it." He reached into his long black coat, drew his pistol, and advanced toward the nearest source of flames and screams. He saw a masked man with a machine gun firing at random windows, blasting doorways, rampaging. One of the dragon's goons earning his keep terrorizing random people. Max shot him down in the street, two shots to the heart. Then he walked over to his body to help himself to the machine gun.
One asshole down, God knew how many more to go, plus a dragon. It was going to be another one of those nights.