Title: The Return of DX
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, they are the property of Vince McMahon and the WWE.
Summary: What was Triple H's excuse for Pedigreeing Shawn Michaels?
Everyone wants to know what I'm thinking after Pedigreeing my 'best friend' Shawn Michaels on Raw.
Well the best way to explain everything is I'm almost a split personality, when I'm at home or traveling I'm Paul Michael Levesque but as soon as my music hits and I go to the ring I turn into Triple H. Usually I can separate my feelings and actions. Shawn is my best friend in the ring and out. There is no separation of feelings with him. At Raw tonight that was the hardest thing I've ever done. Eric Bischoff and Vince McMahon came to me with the plan of restarting DX with Shawn I was happy, it would be a chance to have some one to watch my back in the ring. Then they finished their plan; it would be a set up for Shawn. I would walk to the ring and then stab Shawn in the back. After which I would run to a waiting limo and go back to my hotel.
I agreed to the plan but I knew I had to tell Shawn what was going to happen. Shawn understood about this, he knew it was just a job I had to do. I was so careful with him I didn't want to hurt his back again so I modified how I do the Pedigree. After my segment I went to the limo and rode to the hotel. I am mentally and physically exhausted after that. I mean it was the second biggest cheer I've ever gotten. Usually I am the person that the fans love to hate but I have been cheered twice in my career. Once when I returned from my quad injury and then again when the fans thought I was restarting DX. Now I will never get cheers again and I lost my best friend. There is no way that Shawn will ever talk to me again even though I wasn't his friend Paul when I Pedigreed him.
I'm going to go to my room and sleep until Steph makes me get up in the morning. I don't even bother to change out of my jeans and boots. I throw my bag on the floor and fall into bed. A few minutes after I went to my room I hear a knock at my door. Who can it be?
I open the door and there stands my former best friend, Shawn Michaels. He speaks no words the only thing he does is hug me!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, they are the property of Vince McMahon and the WWE.
Summary: What was Triple H's excuse for Pedigreeing Shawn Michaels?
Everyone wants to know what I'm thinking after Pedigreeing my 'best friend' Shawn Michaels on Raw.
Well the best way to explain everything is I'm almost a split personality, when I'm at home or traveling I'm Paul Michael Levesque but as soon as my music hits and I go to the ring I turn into Triple H. Usually I can separate my feelings and actions. Shawn is my best friend in the ring and out. There is no separation of feelings with him. At Raw tonight that was the hardest thing I've ever done. Eric Bischoff and Vince McMahon came to me with the plan of restarting DX with Shawn I was happy, it would be a chance to have some one to watch my back in the ring. Then they finished their plan; it would be a set up for Shawn. I would walk to the ring and then stab Shawn in the back. After which I would run to a waiting limo and go back to my hotel.
I agreed to the plan but I knew I had to tell Shawn what was going to happen. Shawn understood about this, he knew it was just a job I had to do. I was so careful with him I didn't want to hurt his back again so I modified how I do the Pedigree. After my segment I went to the limo and rode to the hotel. I am mentally and physically exhausted after that. I mean it was the second biggest cheer I've ever gotten. Usually I am the person that the fans love to hate but I have been cheered twice in my career. Once when I returned from my quad injury and then again when the fans thought I was restarting DX. Now I will never get cheers again and I lost my best friend. There is no way that Shawn will ever talk to me again even though I wasn't his friend Paul when I Pedigreed him.
I'm going to go to my room and sleep until Steph makes me get up in the morning. I don't even bother to change out of my jeans and boots. I throw my bag on the floor and fall into bed. A few minutes after I went to my room I hear a knock at my door. Who can it be?
I open the door and there stands my former best friend, Shawn Michaels. He speaks no words the only thing he does is hug me!