Hi everyone. Here's a new story from me :) It's a wrestling AU with loads of characters in it! (or well, in the upcoming chapters)The shield trio are the main characters here and there might be slight rolleigns and a bit of ambrollins at points. I own nothing except the plot! Please enjoy & review and I'll try and update quickly!

Seth inhaled deeply before letting the breath escape again. He was looking at an old, overgrown building. It had once been white, but looked more of an off grey now, mud sticking to the lower parts of the walls and a variety of plants crawling up over the walls as if to reclaim it.

He'd come here today to start his new job. Frowning at himself, he still wasn't sure how he'd never heard of this place. It was a mental insitution just outside of the town where he lived, yet before meeting the recruitment guy who landed him the job, he'd never even heard the name of it.

He shook it off, trying not to think of the scary movies he'd seen as a teenager about places like this, before stepping inside with his shoulders squared and his chest out. Confidence was the key to making a good first impression.

Inside, the building looked a lot more clean and new then from the outside and Seth felt a bit more relieved. The small reception booth seemed empty and just as he was about to peer through the small open window a bit further, someones head popped up from below. Seth letting out a startled yelp, which the other almost echoed before the receptionist started laughing and apoloised to him.

'I'm so sorry!' she laughed again, trying to catch her breath. Seth shook his head and offered her a small smile, 'No worries.'

'i just dropped my pen, but here it is!' she exclaimed triomphantly, showing it to a reluctant Seth before clearing her throat and offering her hand to him over the counter. 'I'm Emma. I'm the receptionist and the directors assistent. We don't get too busy around here usually, so everybody does what they can. You're the new guy right?' She cocked her head to the side and a slow smirk spread over her lips.

Seth shook her hand and blinked as she spoke rapidly, trying to take in all the new information. She was quircky, that was for sure.

'Yea, I um-' But before he could finish she was hanging half out of the reception window pointing to what seemed to be an office a little further down the hallway across from the reception.

'He's waiting for you. Good luck!' and with that she turned around, humming a tune under her breath Seth didn't recognise. He stood there for a moment, before he let out a soft chuckle at himself. He wasn't excepting anything less from an institution, but for the staff to be coo-coo? Eh.

Calming himself and smoothing down his shirt, he knocked before entering the office.

He found a man in a suit, wearing an open labcoat over it sitting at a desk that was full of papers and casefiles. There was also a rather old computer sitting on the edge of the desk, the man staring at the screen before he looked over at Seth.

When he looked up at Seth, his blue eyes seemed to be searching for something when he held the young man's gaze. After another second he motioned for Seth to sit down, extending his hand.

'I'm Dr. Regal. Welcome to our little facility. You're the new caretaker, correct?'

After having signed his contract at Dr Regal's office, Seth was send off to get himself a bit more familar with the surroundings. He got a tour from a solemn male nurse who's name he didn't even catch but was reluctant to ask for a second time.

His new job would consist of doing repairment jobs around the facility and keeping everything running, but also some general cleaning duties and there was a rota to prepare and deliver the food to the patiens. The male nurse told him some more about the different wards and only then did Seth realise that there were quite a few patients that were allowed to roam around the building freely. The thought made him uneasy. He couldn't remember ever having contact with a mentally unstable person before and he wasn't really sure how he should act around them. Perhaps the nurse had sensed some of his tension as he shrugged a little and said 'Don't worry too much. The real psychos are kept in D block. They're only rarely let out of their cells and under complete supervision.' He mustered a small smile and Seth somehow found it made the guy look even more depressing.

At the end of his little tour, he'd actually not seen any patients yet and Seth felt a little relieved. The nurse told him it was still early for everyone to be up. He was handed his new uniform and security badge to get into the building. He got his own little room, which could harldy be called an office and more of a utility closet, but Seth was happy enough with it.

Heading out he thanked the nurse and looked to say bye to Emma, but the cheery receptionist was nowhere in sight. He left, turning around again to look at the building, forcing himself to smile as that eerie feeling was still settling deep in the pit of his stomach.

Tomorrow would be his first real day at his new job, so he treated himself to some chinese food and watching actions movies that day. He couldn't help but to feel a bit strange, but he shook it off once more. He was an ex convict after all and he should be happy to get a job in the first place. With that thought he fell asleep on his little sofa that evening, tumbling into a deep slumber.

It was a nice day out, but most of the facility was walls and no windows so you would've never been able to tell. Seth plucked at his new work overalls before rolling his eyes and putting his cap over his hair. He was glad nobody had said anything about his two toned hair. He couldn't remember if they'd ever found the cause, but to his knowledge his hair had just grown that way at some point in his life. He tried to shake it as thinking about it had brought on huge headaches in the past. Instead, picking up a broom and rake, making his way over to find the garden as he'd been told there was a lot of work to do.

Seth whistled as he looked at the scene before him. The garden was a square in the middle of the structure of the facility. It was a shame that most walls had no windows in them, because the garden would have been able to bring some life to the place. That being said, the garden was more of a wilderniss at the moment and Seth shrugged his shoulders, starting with what was supposed to be the grass lawn, which was situated as the inner square.

The young man had been working hard, wanting to clear out the square of grass and make it a proper little lawn again at least, when he suddenly felt eyes on his back. He hesistated before he turned around and spotted a man a few meters away, probably not a lot older than himself, sitting at one of the worn looking benches on the edge of the square lawn.

'Hi,' Seth said sounding dumb to his own ears, not wanting to let the awkward silence continue. He was wearing the strange hospital like pjamas that where a sad shade of blue. There seemed to be a tag sewn onto the chest, but Seth couldn't read it from where he was standing. The man had a mop of dirty blonde hair on his head that seemed to kind of stick everywhere at random. When he looked up at Seth with a sharp smirk, Seth frowned at the piercing blue eyes that met his brown orbs dead on.

A pang of something- recognition?, flashed through him like lightning –No how could it be? Seth shook his head lightly, trying to get rid of the buzz in his head, predicting an oncoming headache.

After what seemed like too long the man just gave Seth a nod and a casual 'Yo,' before pretending to look around at Seth work so far.

'Looking good. You the new gardener?' there was a jeer in his voice that Seth didn't miss.

This guys expresions seemed to be all sneering and taunting with a little hint of playfull teasing. Seth didn't know what to make of this guy and felt wholly unprepared to deal with this unexpected addition to this job that had seemed so normal and easy to him at the beginning.

'Something like that,' He said as he straightend his back a little, not about to be intimidated by some loony. He hesitated before adding, 'Name's Seth.'

The patient rose his eyebrows a little as if amused by their conversation before he stood up just a little bit an made a bow. Seth didn't know how this guy did it, but even that looked sarcastic.

'Dean. Nice to meetcha.'