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"No, Joey I already said you don't have to go out! I'm the boss here so you two better not get in the way." Seth growled as he reached his toes with his hands as he stretched.
"But you don't know what could happen out there!" Joey argued.
"I'll kick you both out myself if I have to, so stay here until the match is over." Seth said as he closed the door behind him.
Seth walked down the hallway as he tried to breath slowly through his nose, but he couldn't help his breathing from feeling shallow as he got closer to the gorilla position.
"Damn! Will that even work? We could get into so much trouble.." Roman paced through the room, hands on his hips, his eyebrows furrowed together and lips pursed in a tight line.
"I'm sure, it just has to work. We're together in this aren't we?" Dean tried to cheer the mood, the tension wasn't helping Dean's own doubts, but he honestly wanted this to work so bad. Really bad.
"Of course." Seth grinned, sitting down with his hands over his hips. "Come on guys, don't back up now."
Then his music hit right on time, he strutted down the ramp with a cocky grin, chuckling every once in a while. Had to show all the arrogance he'd been known for. Seth walked inside the ring, and the moment his feet had touched the corner of the ring his lips stayed in a tight line.
I hear voices in my head, they council me, they understand. They talk to me.
Randy's music hit, provoking a hiss to slip from Seth's mouth, as he paced and briefly stretched in the ring. Rolling his eyes as Randy motioned to the public and it went crazy as he did his pose on the second rope.
Then Dean's music hit, he walked, half running as he always did, his arms moving with the same pase, going on the second rope, the public cheered him. And when he was done with the public he glanced at Seth shortly.
Roman came down from the stairs, his entrance taking a painful long time, the tension in the ring continued to increase as the three men on the mat continued to threaten to each other, deadly looks. Finally Roman got to the ring and the bell could finally be rang.
Everyone turned to look at Seth who was against a ring post, his eyes slightly bigger and his mouth opened trying to get a way out of this. Then Randy, Dean and Roman proceeded to throw strong kicks against his body, Rollings squirming and whincing as the pain began to be too much, rolling out of the ring after his legs collapsed. And the match continued, Dean and Roman going against Randy until, Roman speared Randy and covered him, Dean kicked Roman to break it. Both men locking eyes with each other, poison filled the words as they left each mouth.
"When are we supposed to throw it in?" Roman whispered against his teeth.
"I don't know I suppose we'll just know. Meanwhile I'll have to kick your pretty face." Dean gave him a smug smile.
The match continued between Randy, Dean and Roman.
Randy was trapped between the ring post and Ambrose who had a smug smile as he contemplated his next move, grabbing his neck, he ran and threw himself on the mat, Randy's face hurting as it landed on the mat. He got up, Roman held him on his shoulders, and fell backwards with full force. Dean crawled on one of the ring posts, moving his arms, palms facing the ceiling as he asked for cheers from the fans. Then Dean grabbed Randy's arm pulling him up, but in corner of his eye, he saw Roman slamming his fist against the mat, knees bent as he looked over at Randy. Randy pushed Dean on the way as he threw himself to the other way, and Roman hit him square in the jaw. He groaned and turned to Randy, as quick as he turned to see him he was greeted with a kick in the abdomen, Randy growled as he helped him rise and lay between the ropes. His head slamming against the mat, Randy stood up and called for the fans, his fists hitting the mat as he was getting ready for an RKO. Then Ambrose threw himself at Randy, swinging his fists against his face, with all the strength he had left. He saw Randy's back facing the ring post, Dean's boots landing furiously into the Viper's abdomen and crawling the top rope, he swung his body along with Randy's head held firmly landing with a tornado DDT. And when Randy stood up for the briefest of seconds..
Dirty deeds!
It was Ambrose's time to cover, and Seth got into the ring and broke it. Now it was Roman, Seth and Dean who where close enough to feel the breath as they screamed at each other. The match was running out of time.
Roman glanced at Dean, his eyes waiting for a sign of any kind, Dean saw his gesture and quickly moved to look into Seth's slightly squinted eyes as his eyebrows were furrowed angrily, Roman turned to look at Seth as well, and he understood.
"Okay, I'll give you the sign, just wait for it. You people are wrestlers for goodness sake, you can improvise meanwhile." Seth said, his eyes rolling for the millionth time, frustration could be read as his hand brushed his tangled hair, the doubting was getting on his nerves.
"Then we'll get to the rest of the plan?" Roman asked as he stared at his cup of coffee.
Randy's legs were shaky, his conscience kept going on and off, he wasn't sure what was he looking at, he'd been assaulted by both Roman and Dean, one time his head crashing awfully against a ring post.
Just as his eyes began to unfog, he was thrown from the top rope, his head hitting the ground, a low growl was heard.
The fans stared in awe as two of the contenders and the champion went after the Viper.
This had to be a joke..
Roman briefly nodded. Seth and Dean helping Randy stand up as his limp arms laid over the men's shoulders. A excited smirk, that couldn't be held for too long as he admired shortly the image in front of him.
Roman inhaled as much air as his lungs were capable of, his eyes closing for a few seconds as he bent backwards, fists held tightly. Growling loudly like a wolf in the middle of the night, his body shaking as he did, he motioned to the men who were previously been his brothers, and they got Randy's legs over Roman's shoulders. The table breaking harshly as Randy's back crashed with the strength of three brothers reunited.
Throwing glances between them, all the intimate talking between their eyes had come back like an ocean wave crashing on rocks.
Dean was the first one to step on the mat, the other men following shortly after.
Ambrose screamed a loudly "The brother's are back!".
Their fists being held right next to the other in a line no one was going to be able to break. Wouldn't ever allow them to break up over stupid misunderstandings and the selfish temporary need of fame and power. They'd been the most dominant stable without the Authority either way.
The whole arena roaring and chanting their names as they were busy being flooded with emotions, memories and roaring of all the fans in the stadium. Dean threw his arms over the shoulders of his brothers next to him, and then hugged just the three of them.
It didn't last long enough though.
A large man in a suit appeared, bald head and broad shoulders, even with the suit you could admire his muscles. A half cocky smile flashing as he looked at the trio celebrating in the ring.
"Well, wasn't this a huge surprise?" Triple H began, "I actually thought you weren't that insane Ambrose. He stabbed you in the back in the most cowardly way possible!" He laughed. "And you forgive him now? Did he buy you flowers and you guys made up?" He stared in disbelief as the three brothers locked eyes with the COO of the company.
"And you Roman, I really expected much more from you. But I guess Brock really beat you badly enough to go back to that backstabbing weasel you have in there." Triple H walked side to side, as he waited for the response from the public, who were as upset as it could get.
"And how are any of you two sure this isn't a plan of mine to cripple you both? I can take your titles, which anyway you don't deserve. But I could get Seth to cause further damage don't you think?" Triple H laughed evilly as his view got amusing. Both Dean and Roman were now throwing glances at each other.
A/N: Oh man, did I take years to write this. I'm sorry but I had a slight block. I'm so stupidly busy. I think this is getting pretty exciting, tell me what you guys think, any suggestions or critics or ideas or anything, I'd love to hear from you. Thank you all for reading!