Title: Never Trust the Shield

Author: Dana

Rating: PG

Warnings: Wrestling violence.

Summary: RAW was full of lies and the liar isn't who you think it is.

Time frame: Fic starts during the 1/28/13 RAW and goes completely AU from there.

Disclaimer: I do not own anyone you recognize.

CM Punk was in a bad mood from the moment he arrived in Las Vegas. He had lost the title to Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson at the Royal Rumble. What really pissed him off was that he beat The Rock in the middle of the ring. It wasn't his fault that someone had power bombed Rock through a table. He was no idiot. Of course he was going to take advantage of Rock being down. He had seen the match afterwards. Why did everyone think he had hired the Shield? He and Ambrose had a few words when he went to FCW to sign autographs. So what if he teamed with Rollins teamed together last summer? He had teamed with Cena a few times that didn't mean they were friends.

"Hey Punk," Paul Heyman called as he entered the lockerroom. "My performance review is coming up soon. I'd appreciate it if you came out to back me. I don't know what Vince has on me but we both know it's not true."

"Yeah," Punk said as he took out his cellphone. "I'll be out there."

Heyman walked away. Punk checked his texts and saw that Colt was having a great time in Japan. His girlfriend Amy texted him saying that she'd meet him at the airport the next day. He read his twitter page and saw the usual garbage. Nothing worth retweeting though. People were calling what he did a temper tantrum. Had they not watched the Royal Rumble? Even they had to realize that he had been robbed.

"Hey Punk," a voice said from the doorway.

He looked up and saw Brad Maddox standing there. He had an apologetic look on his face.

"Get out of my lockerroom," Punk yelled.

Brad stepped into the lockkerroom with a cameraman.

"I said get out of my lockerroom and take him with you." He got up and grabbed Maddox by the shoulder. "I don't know what your obsession is with me but you need to leave me alone," he shoved Maddox out of the lockerroom.

"You're going to be sorry Punk," Brad yelled as Punk slammed the door in his face.

"I already am! They should have let me beat you up back in September when you cost me match!"

Punk grabbed his bag. He knew he had told Heyman he would come out to help him but he was just sick of it all. No one respected him anymore.

There was a knock on his door.

"I said leave me…" he said as he started to say something but stopped at who he saw at the door. Now it was security guards. He was not going to get a break tonight that was for sure.

"Mr. Punk," one of the security guards said, "we are under orders to escort you out of the building," he said and opened the door further.

"Under orders from who?" He demanded.

"Vince McMahon," another security guard said.

Punk's brow furrowed. He knew that man. "Chris? What are you…"

They charged at him and knocked him to the floor. Punk tried to knock them off of him but there were too many.

"I told you that you were going to be sorry," Brad said coming into the lockerroom.

Punk was pulled roughly to his feet and he watched as Dean Ambrose, Seth Rollins, and Roman Reigns entered the lockerroom. Seth locked the lockerroom door.

DDD

Notes: just a nice start to what will not be a happy story for Punk.