My first fic in many, many years, so who knows if it's any good. I got inspiration for this through various youtube videos I'd seen and the recent developments of these two. So here we are!
Her raven hair was a dark contrast to her pale skin, only amplified by the always tan bodies of the other Divas. Although, Seth pondered, calling her a Diva would probably be an insult. Her entire gimmick was being the 'Anti-Diva' - the Diva against Divas, well, the whole stereotype anyway. He appreciated that, trying to breakout from a role already given to you.
He'd found himself watching her a lot lately, he'd become fascinated. He wasn't absolutely sure when he'd first taken notice, but all of sudden, his spare time was more often than not spent drifting into thoughts of her. Or thoughts about when Dean was gonna pop out on him next, that he could deal with. However this odd mesmerisation of a girl he was pretty sure he hadn't spoken too since FCW, he was less equipped to deal with. And even then they'd only murmured a few words of appreciation here and there, even back then he had realised that this girl was here to wrestle, not strut around in as little clothing as possible, she could cause shockwaves through the diva division - a feat she had done with her first ever match.
Dean was a problem, a problem he knew he was going to have to deal with when he made the decision to, as they call it, betray his 'brothers'. What a load of bollocks. Dean was getting all the attention, he knew Roman was done with it too, he was just the one with the balls to do something about it. He regretted having to go for him too, Roman didn't deserve it, he was just collateral damage, as sorry as Seth was about it. He could've just walked away from the group, left them behind and carried on as Seth Rollins, singles superstar. But no, that would've been boring, he was going to start singles competition with a bang, he made a statement, and everyone reacted to it. He'd caused shockwaves throughout the WWE Universe, and part of him loved it, the heel turn. He used to being a heel, he started as a heel, relished it. The face turn was inevitable, and he enjoyed not being booed every week, that was for certain. But he missed it, there was so much more freedom being a heel so much more excitement.
He turned back, shaking all thoughts from his head but one; attacking the punching bag before him with a renewed ferocity. He had no time to be distracted by a girl. A stupid fascination that had to stop. The punches he threw became more forceful, causing the bag to swing, making him lighter on his feet, more mobile.
The sweat was dripping down him in droves when the towel hit him in the chest. He stopped in shock, so lost in the workout he hadn't realised he was no longer alone in the gym, it was 5am, he hadn't expected anyone to join him in here for at least another hour or so. He looked up, into the dark eyes that had fixated many of his recent thoughts, accompanied by a smirk accentuated by a lip piercing. He wiped the towel across his forehead, realising how hard he had been going at it. He nodded his appreciation, she smiled at him and threw him a bottle of water, which he caught and swiftly took gulps of. Then she just walked off, leaving Seth bewildered to say the least. She walked over to a treadmill and started running, headphones plugged in and loud, so loud he could hear the buzz of it from where he was stood. This time he physically shook all thoughts out of his head, and the exceptional view, and turned back to the punching bag. However, a few punches later Seth gave up, his focus had disappeared the moment he caught her gaze. He sighed and ran the towel over his face one last time, his eyes wondered over to where Paige was still running. She was going a steady pace, he could tell she was running to the beat of whatever she was listening too. Seth dragged his eyes away, and made his way out of the gym, back to his hotel room for a long shower, loosen the knots in his shoulders. He huffed a deep breath, as he pressed the button for the lift. The doors opened with a ding, and out stepped Dean Ambrose, in deep conversation with AJ Lee. Seth said nothing as they walked past; so engrossed in their conversation they didn't even notice he was there. He raised an eyebrow in a quizzical fashion, but stepped into the elevator anyway.
Friday Night Smackdown and the atmosphere was electric. It was less than 2 weeks until Summerslam, and the whole roster was excited. They loved the big pay-per-views and Seth was no different, this whole Dean business was going to end once and for all and he couldn't wait. He wanted a new challenge, new opponents, level-footing; something he'd not had since joining the big time. Tonight Seth was in a handicap match he'd not really wanted; he and Kane vs. Dean Ambrose. He wanted to prove he could handle himself, by himself, it was one of the main reason he'd turned his back on The Shield. He was walking backstage, heading towards the dressing room he would be sharing with a couple of the other superstars, when one of the production staff came up to him.
"Mr Rollins?" He asked, quite nervous, everyone seemed tetchy around him now that he had joined The Authority.
"Yes." He replied.
"Triple H.. no wait, um, Mr Helmsley, would like to see you in his office." He stuttered out.
"Right now I'm guessing?" Seth replied, already quite annoyed by this man.
"Y-yes" Seth just nodded and turned back the way he came, heading towards the offices. A few minutes later he knocked at the door labelled 'The Authority' which caused Seth to roll his eyes.
"Come in." A deep voice called from inside the office. Seth walked in a planted himself in a chair opposite the desk. "About your match tonight Seth…"
"Yeah yeah, let Kane do most the work but make sure I get the pin, I got it." Seth stated.
"Make sure that you get the pin. The is the most important part. You need the backing going into Raw and then Summerslam. Show Dean you mean business." Hunter demanded.
"I will." Seth replied stonily and stood, nodding towards Hunter and leaving. The sooner this was over the better, he didn't leave The Shield just to take more orders. He was done with all of that.
Kane has just close-lined Dean, rattling the ring with the force of his fall. Kane just moved away toward Seth, tagging him into the ring, when the arena rung out with 'Let's Light It Up' causing both Seth and Kane to look around in confusion. But there she was, stood at the top of the ramp, butterfly belt over the shoulder, a smug look on her face as she started to skip down the ramp. Seth couldn't wrap his head around it, what on earth was AJ Lee doing out here?! In the midst of it, none but AJ had seen Dean roll out of the ring. She approached the ring and pulled herself p, remaining on the other side of the ropes, face to face with Seth. It was only for a few seconds,and then she winked and hopped down at the same moment a steel force hit Seth on the back, he screamed in pain and fell onto the ropes and Dean repeatedly hit him with a steel chair. The bell rung out declaring disqualification. Dean laughed as he dropped the chair on Seth and jumped out of the ring also, walking backwards with AJ up the ramp. Dean locked eyes with Seth, the joy clear in his eyes, the pain and hatred clear in the eyes of the two-toned superstar. He pulled himself up with the ropes, leaning heavily on them as the pain radiating through his back. Dean and AJ stopped at the top of the ramp, AJ lifting the Divas title high in the air, Dean lifting her other hand and pointing at Seth at the same time.
A flash of black darted out from behind the screen and with a scream launched at AJ and Dean pushing them with such velocity and surprise that the joined pair both tumbled off the stage and ended up a heap on the floor below. The raven haired Diva that had continually amazed Seth had done it again as she strolled her way down to the ring. She picked up Seth's Money in the Bank briefcase, and got into the ring and handed it to him, as he heaved himself off the ropes. Then she did the exact same as the duo struggling to get up from their fall. She lifted his hand with the briefcase in the air, and pointed her other hand, not at AJ, but the title she had managed to grab and was clutching close to her chest whilst the other rubbed her head in pain. A large smirk had adorned her features, one that Seth couldn't help but emulate as he stared down Dean, who with the help of some first aiders, was retreating back into the back stage area with AJ as Paige's music hit the speakers.
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