Temporary Unity

PIW Massacre
Nov. 23, 2002

Team EGO Unity.

It wasn't a common word used in the Pinnacle of Insane Wrestling, because alliances weren't really a big thing in the business. Everyone knew that everyone else was going for the same prize in the end, and everyone knew that everyone else was going to do anything they could to get that prize...even if it meant backstabbing 'alliances'. And with that knowledge, not many alliances were formed in the Pinnacle of Insane Wrestling. But last week, a so-called 'miracle' took place, as one strong unity was formed. A unity between members of the PIW that never saw eye to eye...except on two things. One thing, was to get the demands they have wanted. And the second thing, was to gain revenge against a man who spread hatred across the land...Jim Johnson.

This unity consisted of the men standing outside the Erie Civic Center, all formed like a pack of wolves, just minding their own outside in the cold. Faces like Bobby Minio, Silence and Hank Harold were seen just speaking to one another as they drank some coffee, other faces like Accidie and Chris Mezz kept to themselves. Other faces were Ray Chavez, Iceman, Mo Ron, and Blast...as Jessica made sure Blast was solely with her. But out of the numerous faces, such as Team EGO (who were drinking beer and putting up some sort of tent) and Rune Winters, along with Cell...one man stood out among them all. He was the leader of the temporary pack of superstars, as he stood in front of them all, with his arms crossed, and his eyes fixated upon those that have followed him.

KroW raised one arm up for silence, as the wrestlers quickly looked up at KroW. Although these wrestlers would normally just flip KroW off, or ignore the Satanic God...this time they stood in unison, listening to his words. He awaited for total silence, and after about a minute, he got it. He lowered his hand and placed it in his denim pocket, before looking over at the superstars he had led to this walk out. He lowered his head and grinned to himself, before raising his head and addressing the crowd.

"This is a temporary unity...and we all know that", he began right up front, as every man agreed, "And I know their is alot of hatred between us at times, but for this one time...we must stick together. It was Jim Johnson that we must defeat this time, not one another.", he said with conviction before pointing over to the team of Accidie, "Accidie..it was Jim Johnson that booked The Royal Foundation to gain the tag title shots you had looked for, was it not?", Accidie looked at one another and back at KroW, and gave the Satanic God a nod.

"And you, Chris Mezz, it was Jim Johnson that cost you the World Title you had secured...and in the end, SCREWED you over!", Chris Mezz crossed his arms and just stared dead into the eyes of KroW. KroW quickly looked over to his right and nodded at Ray Chavez, "And you Chavez, Jim Johnson used you to gain revenge against Mezz, only to turn his back on you and disrespect you in the end, am I right?", Chavez quickly nodded and leaned against the wall, placing his hands in his pockets.

"Minio, Harold, Silence, all of you...you all have your reasons for joining this strike. And it all revolves around our main target, Jim Johnson. This is our revenge, without us...he has no show...and no profits. Without us, he has no fan base, and no actual fights filled with emotion and pride. And most of all, without us...he is worthless", he said with a loud grunt, "So when you think of backing out of this, and returning to the arena...you think of how Jim Johnson has screwed each and every one of you over once or twice, and think about how much joy he would get if you returned"

KroW surveyed the crowd, and noticed not one of them took their eyes off of him, he was their temporary leader...and he wouldn't let them down.

"So who wants to leave? If you do, get out of my sight right now...for you are NOT needed"

Not one person moved from their spot, as KroW narrowed his eyes at the group. He nodded in respect to them all, and slowly turned back around. His eyes remained glued to the entrance/exit door of the Erie Civic Center, and his arms remained crossed over his chest. He looked directly at the door, as the men behind him began to mind their own as they did before. KroW just let out a sly grin, like a snake sneaking up on his prey, and laughed lowly.

"I said it before...", he said to himself as he closed his eyes and grinned, "Vengeance is sweet"

Jim Johnson watched from the back on the TV Screen as this all unfolded in a state of shock.. As Krow barked his final words.. Johnson gulped as massacre went to a commercial.

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