"The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound."

The screams being let out throughout the arena gave her a surreal sensation, and she still hadn't even step a foot onto the stage.

She was having her last minute doubts as her eyes met the television screen, seeing a man being mugged and ripped in half. 'Are you really about to do this Kaitlyn?" 'Its not like have any other choice.'

"You know the drill Kaitlyn." She sent a quick nod towards the creative writing worker, as the sound of her regular theme song blasted throughout the arena. She could feel the crowd roaring up their seats, expecting a savior. But she was anything less than a savior.

'Oh oh oh keep reaching

When I'm Looking At You Honey

Tell yourself what's true'

Kaitlyn did as she was told, she stood back for approximately 20 seconds, enough to get the entire arena wondering. Wondering about her.

Quickly after the time, her theme was cut off. It felt as if the arena had gone silent, they didn't know what could happen next. Kaitlyn's eyes glanced one last time over at the producer, who's hands were ready to hit the next move. He shot her an expression that she clearly read through, 'Are you ready?'

She shot one last small, quick nod towards him. Goosebumps shot up from her skin, there was no turning back now.

'Sierra, Hotel, India, Eco, Lima, Delta, SHIELD.'

The audience followed the usual routine whenever this theme bursts through the speakers, and shifted their heads quickly towards the arena's stairs. Kaitlyn had her eyes glued on the floor, not dating to look at the audience as she became visible to everybody.

"What the... Is that Kailtyn?!" Cole screamed out the obvious to everybody as Kaitlyn felt numerous taps on her shoulders. She wasn't sure if they were good taps or harsh pushes, but she tried her best to ignore them and not overthink. At a moment, her eyes decided to look up from the ground, to see numerous young fans with eyes full of hurt. It's as if they knew what she was about to do, they knew it wasn't good. Kaitlyn almost got the instinct of running back up, but she knew she couldn't. Plus she was only a few feet away from the barricade.

Her eyes quickly shifted from the young fans towards the 'crime' scene. And as much as she tried to avoid it, her eyes came in contact with someone she now had to call her 'teammate'. Yeah teammate sounds way more appropriate than what he actually was to her now. Her vision was glued on his movements once he saw her, jumping out of the ring and taking his sweet time walking towards her.

Kaitlyn didn't really understand what his facial expression held, all she could clearly see was that smug smirk written across his lips. It seemed as if all he carried was cockiness. The multiple screams of,"Why?! Don't do it!" couldn't help but linger their way into Kaitlyn's ears. Oh I wish I didn't have too.

Her thoughts were immediately cut off by the feeling of a hand lifting her chin up with one finger quickly.

"Don't listen to them anymore, you're one of us now. They don't matter." Kaitlyn tried to withdraw her hearing from the screams, but she felt like she was going to loose it. "But it's -"

Kaitlyn's words were cut off as she felt herself being picked up from her hips, hopping her over the barricade.

"There's no turning back now baby. You're a Hound of Justice. You're Dean Ambrose's property now." There was that smug smirk again. Kaitlyn couldn't help but sigh deeply. She knew he was right.

Her eyes followed his every movement as he jumped back into the ring, quickly motioning her to throw a chair at him for support. Believe it or not, she actually considered giving him the chair, but using it against him. But quickly did Stephanie read her thoughts, making her roughly grab Kaitlyn's arm, pushing her towards the chairs. As she got ahold of a pair of chairs did her hand come in contact with a man she knew had been slithered into dark side just like she had been.

Kane. The cooperate Kane. His eyes held a regretful vibe, but she knew he had no other choice. They both threw the chairs into the ring, trying their best to zone out the boos being directed towards them.

Everything seemed to zoom by quickly, by the time Kaitlyn was able to take in everything happening in her surroundings, her hearing caught Roman's roar signifying one thing. The Triple Power Bomb.

"Dear GOD!" Cole's voice held some type of horror, something not common. The three men held no remorse as the kicked him over to the middle of the group, letting the WWE Champion free to gloat above Big Show, the defenseless, almost unconscious man.

Kaitlyn was unable to focus solely on only one thing as her focus shifted back and forth from Randy's gloating and Seth being an ungrateful bastard yelling,"Welcome back Show!" numerous times. Kaitlyn felt like she was going to go mad, but she knew she had gotten herself into this.

Stephanie and Hunter patted my back, they seemed like parents seeing their child go off on their first day of school. How could someone be so proud of this?

Kaitlyn's thoughts were once again interrupted as a hand slithered behind her waist, gripping it tightly, sending a wave of goosebumps through her skin. Her face centimeters away from him. Dean had a face people couldn't help but glorify, but that was the last thing on Kaitlyn's mind.

As Dean held her waist tightly clued to his grip, walking behind Randy, Stephanie, and Hunter but ahead of Roman and Seth. Kaitlyn was able to catch some screams directed towards her, which led Roman and Seth to yell out a loud,"Shut up!" to everyone. Silencing them.

"How could someone glorify you?" Kaitlyn's question wasn't meant to be heard by Dean, but it was. Kaitlyn caught Dean rolling his eyes, but still he was able to withhold that smug smirk on his lips.

"You'll find out why. Before you know it, you'll be glorifying me more than anybody." Kaitlyn couldn't help but scoff at Dean's words, full of cockiness, disgusting Kaitlyn.

Dean's grip on her was still strong, able to stop her from her walking. There they were, in the middle of the stage. Kaitlyn looked around, catching a glimpse of the group she was now apart of. Randy holding his title up high, Stephanie and Hunter raising Randy's hand, Reigns and Rollins looking down on the ground, they were nothing but proud of themselves. And Dean, his grip was let go just to hold Kaitlyn's free hand tightly. His touch felt so cold, it terrified her.

Kaitlyn took one more look at the audience, who sent her shocked, hurt, and remorseful looks.

What have I gotten myself into?

A/N: I'm baaaaaaaaaaaaaaack! It's been such a long while! Strangely, this isn't a CM Punk story! *que the WHATS* I know, I know. But I love The Shield, and Kaitlyn! I miss her being on TV, so I decided to write about this. It's been going around my head for months now so why not now?! Especially with this angle. I'm the type of author who writes things on the top of her head, but I try my best to plan things out!

I would say this is a type of prologue, kinda! On the next chapter it'll explain why Kaitlyn was slithered into the "dark side"! Hope you guys enjoyed it! Let me know if you guys liked it, drop a review? It's my comeback story, it'd appreciate it!