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HIS PEOPLE
Bischoff
The name spoke a thousand words to anyone who knew it. To the wrestlers who worked for him, he was either a tool for more money or the very bane of your existence. For the fans around the world who watched wrestling, he was the man who had the balls to go head to head against Vince Mcmahon and the WWE every Monday night with WCW Nitro and the man who disappeared after WCW was bought and then re-emerged on Raw as the new General Manager. Power mad, slimy and always trying to bed the women of the wrestling world or stay out of any physical altercation, Bischoff was a man once met or worked for and never forgotten.
The warehouse was bathed in silence as both men thought over all the heinous acts Bischoff had committed. Power had driven him over the edge of reason more than once when he had network chief Ted Turner's chequebook to use at will. He had broken people's dreams and more often than not shattered their lives too. He was, and had been for a while, out of control and drunk on power.
He needed to be taken out.
"He truly fits your prophecy" mused Raven, turning to face Sting
The Dark Warrior nodded, kicking more of the trash at his feet out of his path. He reached down and grasped the black ball bat he'd discarded prior to Raven's arrival. So much power
"He always has done" he replied, eyes fixed on the ball bat "but do you know why now is the right time?"
"Evolution" Raven replied simply
Evolution. A faction so powerful and swollen with ego and money that they were tearing the WWE apart at its very seams. Made up of wrestling's past, present and future, it was deadly in his aim, accuracy and increasingly choking influence on the company. It reminded Sting burningly on the NWO and when he saw the few sparse superstars fighting to break through the hold Evolution had fixed on the company, it reminded him of himself as he fought for WCW against the NWO.
"You know what powerful those four men hold" Sting continued, finally swinging his gaze towards Raven
"I know what they can do with it, you know what a small band of greedy egotists can do if they have the supreme drive to do it" countered Raven "that's what surprises me about you Warrior, I know you need to wipe them out before the devil gets his grip on the company even more but you joined the NWO Wolfpac faction, you crossed the line"
"Everyone did"
There was a time when Sting gave up his morose brooding ways and painted his face red and black. He wore the NWO Wolfpac t-shirt and tag teamed with Luger and Nash again. He was part of a group. He was no longer the lone Dark Warrior fighting alone.
"I was back with my friends again" he continued, his eyes seeing the past "once upon a time Luger and I were best friends before money got into his heart and the chance to be with him again and with Nash, it was an opportunity I had to take, despite all the betrayals, these were the empty shells of my former friends and in their eyes I saw them again as they were before the NWO"
Raven nodded. He looked up as the vulture circled the ceiling again and cracked a bitter smile
"I've been with others throughout my career, you know that Dark Warrior" he mused quietly "others who have followed me and my power and purpose, followed my teachings, it's a feeling you rarely forget and begin to crave, I see it as an opportunity to enlighten more people though they rarely understand why they're following me, they just know they want to"
"We all want to be part of something Walker; it's just a question of choosing the right partners"
Sting looked up as he spoke, eyeing the door. Lightning forked over the sky. After he nodded towards the doors, they creaked open loudly, revealing a pretty feminine figure. She strode in half-hesitantly. Spying the men standing up the window, she walked over.
"Dark Warrior, Walker of the Night" she smiled "always a pleasure to see you both"
"Under such circumstances as these maybe not" Sting replied "how have you been Shadows?"
She stepped forward, a smile on her pretty face.
"Good thank you, being by Raven's side is always an adventure"
"You chose that long ago at summer camp"
"Correction, Stevie chose it long ago for me and then I chose you again"
Raven kissed Beulah, the woman who stood beside him. Her slim figure was clothed in a tartan skirt identical in pattern to Raven's kilt and a black sweater, her fair hair long and shining and her brown eyes as expressive and sparkling as before. Beulah had been the reason Raven and Tommy Dreamer fought for so long, eventually through a fake-pregnancy ruse and an affair with Kimona, Beulah turned on Raven to get to Tommy's side and then staying with Tommy until the Dudley's injured her neck so badly with a 3D she was forced to retire from wrestling. But Raven had been there through everything and helped her see her darkness, the way she was so drawn to him. It had scared her at first which was why she had forced herself away from him before realising her calling. She was a small fragile part of the dark gathering's make-up. There had been many women in Raven's life but Beulah had always stayed central.
Sting nodded at the pair. Romance was something that had only fleetingly touched him during his long eventful life but now was no longer part of him. He could appreciate it in other people though and he saw the way the pair looked at each and what was reflected in their eyes. He could see that it made them stronger to have each other and to be in love.
"Three" he said thoughtfully, tapping the end of the bat against his chin "there is one more to come before we make our way to the arena"
"What are we going to do there?" Beulah asked
"Talk to the person who made the call" answered Sting "they knew that justice had to be dealt out by the Dark Warrior and got in contact with me"
"Are they part of the gathering?" Raven questioned as perceptive as always
"Indeed" replied Sting smiling suddenly "they are part of our gathering"
He turned to properly take in Beulah who looked questioningly at him
"Are sure you want to do this Shadows?" he asked "The Walker is called to be by my side so he has told me and knows this is where he should be, are you sure with your neck so broken apart you should be here and in such a time of reckoning? I would understand if you wished to opt out of this mission"
"I may not be you Dark Warrior with your quest for vengeance" Beulah began quietly "and I may not be the Walker with a call to walk with you but I am Shadows, I have a calling to seek the darkness and burn out the rotting parts of it, I have a calling to be part of this gathering, I tried staying away once and that resulted in tragedy, do you remember? I'm staying"
"And you believe our mission is another answer to my prophecy?" Sting questioned again
"Bischoff deserves all he gets" muttered Beulah, her eyes flashing angrily "what he's done to our business and the people! He's just.....just destroyed so many lives and now that Evolution have just taken over as well, the people left have little hope left"
Sting smiled at the woman standing before him, indignation evident in her whole body. These were his people. The ones who didn't care about the money but cared about justice. They were the ones called to his side and to the gathering, the ones who knew how important this all was. The ones who believed in his prophecy and would back him up, their own dark powers untold to anyone else.
Outside the lightning cracked again and the sky groaned. Sting looked up at the window. Time was running short.
HIS PEOPLE
Bischoff
The name spoke a thousand words to anyone who knew it. To the wrestlers who worked for him, he was either a tool for more money or the very bane of your existence. For the fans around the world who watched wrestling, he was the man who had the balls to go head to head against Vince Mcmahon and the WWE every Monday night with WCW Nitro and the man who disappeared after WCW was bought and then re-emerged on Raw as the new General Manager. Power mad, slimy and always trying to bed the women of the wrestling world or stay out of any physical altercation, Bischoff was a man once met or worked for and never forgotten.
The warehouse was bathed in silence as both men thought over all the heinous acts Bischoff had committed. Power had driven him over the edge of reason more than once when he had network chief Ted Turner's chequebook to use at will. He had broken people's dreams and more often than not shattered their lives too. He was, and had been for a while, out of control and drunk on power.
He needed to be taken out.
"He truly fits your prophecy" mused Raven, turning to face Sting
The Dark Warrior nodded, kicking more of the trash at his feet out of his path. He reached down and grasped the black ball bat he'd discarded prior to Raven's arrival. So much power
"He always has done" he replied, eyes fixed on the ball bat "but do you know why now is the right time?"
"Evolution" Raven replied simply
Evolution. A faction so powerful and swollen with ego and money that they were tearing the WWE apart at its very seams. Made up of wrestling's past, present and future, it was deadly in his aim, accuracy and increasingly choking influence on the company. It reminded Sting burningly on the NWO and when he saw the few sparse superstars fighting to break through the hold Evolution had fixed on the company, it reminded him of himself as he fought for WCW against the NWO.
"You know what powerful those four men hold" Sting continued, finally swinging his gaze towards Raven
"I know what they can do with it, you know what a small band of greedy egotists can do if they have the supreme drive to do it" countered Raven "that's what surprises me about you Warrior, I know you need to wipe them out before the devil gets his grip on the company even more but you joined the NWO Wolfpac faction, you crossed the line"
"Everyone did"
There was a time when Sting gave up his morose brooding ways and painted his face red and black. He wore the NWO Wolfpac t-shirt and tag teamed with Luger and Nash again. He was part of a group. He was no longer the lone Dark Warrior fighting alone.
"I was back with my friends again" he continued, his eyes seeing the past "once upon a time Luger and I were best friends before money got into his heart and the chance to be with him again and with Nash, it was an opportunity I had to take, despite all the betrayals, these were the empty shells of my former friends and in their eyes I saw them again as they were before the NWO"
Raven nodded. He looked up as the vulture circled the ceiling again and cracked a bitter smile
"I've been with others throughout my career, you know that Dark Warrior" he mused quietly "others who have followed me and my power and purpose, followed my teachings, it's a feeling you rarely forget and begin to crave, I see it as an opportunity to enlighten more people though they rarely understand why they're following me, they just know they want to"
"We all want to be part of something Walker; it's just a question of choosing the right partners"
Sting looked up as he spoke, eyeing the door. Lightning forked over the sky. After he nodded towards the doors, they creaked open loudly, revealing a pretty feminine figure. She strode in half-hesitantly. Spying the men standing up the window, she walked over.
"Dark Warrior, Walker of the Night" she smiled "always a pleasure to see you both"
"Under such circumstances as these maybe not" Sting replied "how have you been Shadows?"
She stepped forward, a smile on her pretty face.
"Good thank you, being by Raven's side is always an adventure"
"You chose that long ago at summer camp"
"Correction, Stevie chose it long ago for me and then I chose you again"
Raven kissed Beulah, the woman who stood beside him. Her slim figure was clothed in a tartan skirt identical in pattern to Raven's kilt and a black sweater, her fair hair long and shining and her brown eyes as expressive and sparkling as before. Beulah had been the reason Raven and Tommy Dreamer fought for so long, eventually through a fake-pregnancy ruse and an affair with Kimona, Beulah turned on Raven to get to Tommy's side and then staying with Tommy until the Dudley's injured her neck so badly with a 3D she was forced to retire from wrestling. But Raven had been there through everything and helped her see her darkness, the way she was so drawn to him. It had scared her at first which was why she had forced herself away from him before realising her calling. She was a small fragile part of the dark gathering's make-up. There had been many women in Raven's life but Beulah had always stayed central.
Sting nodded at the pair. Romance was something that had only fleetingly touched him during his long eventful life but now was no longer part of him. He could appreciate it in other people though and he saw the way the pair looked at each and what was reflected in their eyes. He could see that it made them stronger to have each other and to be in love.
"Three" he said thoughtfully, tapping the end of the bat against his chin "there is one more to come before we make our way to the arena"
"What are we going to do there?" Beulah asked
"Talk to the person who made the call" answered Sting "they knew that justice had to be dealt out by the Dark Warrior and got in contact with me"
"Are they part of the gathering?" Raven questioned as perceptive as always
"Indeed" replied Sting smiling suddenly "they are part of our gathering"
He turned to properly take in Beulah who looked questioningly at him
"Are sure you want to do this Shadows?" he asked "The Walker is called to be by my side so he has told me and knows this is where he should be, are you sure with your neck so broken apart you should be here and in such a time of reckoning? I would understand if you wished to opt out of this mission"
"I may not be you Dark Warrior with your quest for vengeance" Beulah began quietly "and I may not be the Walker with a call to walk with you but I am Shadows, I have a calling to seek the darkness and burn out the rotting parts of it, I have a calling to be part of this gathering, I tried staying away once and that resulted in tragedy, do you remember? I'm staying"
"And you believe our mission is another answer to my prophecy?" Sting questioned again
"Bischoff deserves all he gets" muttered Beulah, her eyes flashing angrily "what he's done to our business and the people! He's just.....just destroyed so many lives and now that Evolution have just taken over as well, the people left have little hope left"
Sting smiled at the woman standing before him, indignation evident in her whole body. These were his people. The ones who didn't care about the money but cared about justice. They were the ones called to his side and to the gathering, the ones who knew how important this all was. The ones who believed in his prophecy and would back him up, their own dark powers untold to anyone else.
Outside the lightning cracked again and the sky groaned. Sting looked up at the window. Time was running short.