They were different. They were all completely different. They had nothing in common. Just the love for one thing. That love was the WWE. They all had different stories to tell. From being a nerd to a jock to a troublemaker. They all had dreams. Everybody has dreams. But they never thought for one second that they would come true. There was one thing that was pushing them back. They never admitted it because they were scared. Scared that if they make that chance that it'll all come crashing down.
People would be crazy enough to think for one second that they close enough to becoming WWE Superstars. That was their thoughts when they told people their stories. That was their thoughts when they look at their reflection. Even their parents.
Their parents was their Achilles heel. They put them down and squashed on them like they ants. Never cared or love them. Just used them. They hated people like that. That's where the WWE came in the picture.
It was just random days in their lives when it came across a television show called Raw. One word described what they saw. loved what their eyes saw. The passion. The aggression. The smiles. The anger. The sex appeal. The fans. The before their eyes was a place where they could actually be somebody. Where they could entertain but also take out the anger. It was amazing! It was real. And that's where they wanted to go. That's where they wanted to take their lives. To a place where nobody gave a fuck. It was like dreaming of being in a comic book. Wanting to have that persons superpower but you know you couldn't because it was make believe. But this. This creation wasn't make believe. It was the WWE.
And they were going to make sure that they were going to live that superpower. No matter how hard it took. No matter how many glass doors and hard ceilings they had to break down. They were going to fight the shield. They were going to be The Shield. Justice has been serve. What were they're names?
Ambrose. Reigns. Rollins.
The Shield.