Fandangling? Nope.
Seth, Dean and Roman were hiding in the shadows. Always waiting for an opportunity to deliver their judgment to all who tainted WWE in any form or shape. Roman was the one who was mostly expressive only in ring. He kept quiet about his personal thoughts. Either Dean or Seth made a proposition to do something. So when he spoke his mind, other two Shield members couldn´t believe it at first. " I´m bored, guys. Instead of those dancing clowns or that Fan... screw that. What a pain in the ass. That dancing idiot with bitches around him. You know who I´m talking about?"
" Yeah, so?" Roman clenched his big hands into fists. " It´s about damn time The Shield shows him who exactly runs this show now. This is no ballet - this is the fight for the survival of the finest. Why should he get airtime while The Shield is on a mission of bringing back justice to this rotten company?" Dean clasped. " THAT is so RIGHT! You are ABSOLUTELY right, Roman. He´s got a match with Jericho next. Let´s go and have some fun. Are you okay with that, Seth?" Seth unleashed his notorious laugh. " More than okay. You, Roman?" Big Samoan only nodded back as they walked towards the arena. When people recognized them, they whistled and shouted at them. "We believe in The Shield!" " Justice will be served!" " No one can beat The Shield!"
Dean smiled it off when they walked by their fans. "We have serious supporters out there, boys. Let´s not dissapoint them."
In the ring...
Fandango and Chris Jericho were having a great battle. Both of them had comebacks, backs and forths. Ultimatelly, Chris put Fandango into the Walls of Jericho. Fandango was on the verge of tapping out when -
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Hearing the Shield´s music being played, Chris let go of Fandango and looked up. Oh, yes. They were ascending all the way from the top to the ring, all the time looking at Chris. Seth jumped over the barricade, Dean behind him and Roman jumped over, his eyes stopped at two men in the ring. Shield members encircled Chris Jericho and Fandango, who was still sprawled on his stomach in the middle of the ring. Roman made the first move inside. Chris pummeled him with his fists, but Dean and Seth attacked him at the same time. Chris fell to his knees and Dean pulled him up, mocking him. " You are a joke, Jericho!" Seth got on the to rope and jumped high. He hit Chris´ head with his knee. Chris was already beaten up and tired from the intense battle with Fandango and this attack by The Shield... so this was a no- win situation for him.
" Get hiiim uup! Cooome oon! Geet him!" Seth and Dean picked him up . Chris tried to free his hands, but their hands held him tightly. Too much tightly to his liking. Roman headbutted him and Chris could swear he saw tiny little stars twinkle before his eyes when Roman picked him up on and with the help of Seth and Dean, they Triple Powerbombed him. Chris laid there before The Shield, who turned their attention to another corner of the ring, where the sweating and pale Fandango was literally shaking from fear. Dean made a step and Fandango crawled away, out of the ring.
The Shield laughed at his foolishness. Seth ran towards the ropes, to the other side and suicide dived right into him. Roman and Dean ran to them to make sure if Seth is okay. "I´m fine. Let´s get him. He is our main target for tonight." Before disoriented Fandango could get up, The Shield was giving him the beating of his life. Dean power slammed him hard on the steel stage. Fandango screamed, his usually cocky and arrogant smirk was replaced with pained look as he was clutching his mid section.
Above him were standing the three executioners, each of them different, but they shared the same ideals and opinions about all the injustice in this industry, in this world.
Fandango´s back was hurting a lot. Dean kneeled down in front of him. Dean almost looked like an angel of death and destruction in Fandango´s eyes in that moment. "Please, don´t hurt me anymore. I didn´t do anything to you to deserve this."
Seth took the matter into his own hands. He got a microphone from Garcia, who ran to the locker room area. "You see, this is where you are wrong, Fandango. Whoever thought that dancing belongs into wrestling should be banned forever from it. You, and those two dancing clowns..." Seth got closer to his face. "We don´t like people like you. It´s nothing personal. But believe us when we tell you... It´s gonna keep getting worse."
Seth gave the microphone to Dean. " It´s gonna keep getting worse. A lot worse... before it can get better. There will be no peace in WWE until there is justice and honor. But it´s not that easy. You will serve as a demonstration for all the people who still don´t believe in our mission."
He dropped the microphone on the stage and Roman set an already beaten up Fandango up and with the assistence of Dean and Seth, they delivered another Triple Powerbomb in under five minutes. Fandango´s lights were knocked out.
Medics ran to Fandango, who wasn´t moving at all. Other two were checking on the condition of Chris Jericho. Roman picked up the microphone again. "There. No heroes want to face us. You know why? Because deep down, they know they set the example for the fast spreading injustice in WWE. We, The Shield are here to cleanse it. Cut down all the bad, rotten roots that are holding down this company... We do not wish for destruction, only for pure justice and we took it upon ourselves to bring back the past glory, ideals that were lost for a whole decade." Seth took the mic from Roman. " You see, this decade full of injustice ends right now... because we´re going to take care of people who would dare to oppose us. "
Dean leaned in. "We are the most efficient, effective, most dangerous unit in this industry... " Dean pointed at the stage area. " that makes a lot of people back there very uncomfortable. That´s too bad. ´Cuz we´re here to shatter your little comfort zones. You can try keeping to take us out, assemble any super team you want, bring an army and you still won´t be able to stop us from doing the job we came here to do."
Seth laughed in the microphone. "At Elimination Chamber, we did something that no one on planet Earth thought we could." Seth licked his lips. "We solved the John Cena problem. We defeated the super hero squad of Sheamus, Ryback and John Cena. And if that wasn´t warning enough, that washed up has been wannabe rockstar Chris Jericho still wanted to stick out his neck last night on Raw for Sheamus and Ryback. That was just the calm before storm. Jericho got what he deserved when he sticked his nose in Shield´s matters. Nobody, I repeat NOBODY messes with our plans. He stuck his neck too far as I put my knee tonight in the back of his head and DROPPED HIM!" We dropped everyone who was foolish enough to think they could take us out. Justice cannot be killed. One day sooner or later... justice will find its way on the surface."
Roman took the mic from Seth. " BELIEEEEVE IN THE SHIIIIIEEEELD!" He dropped it and together with Dean and Seth, he went backstage while their music was playing and people went nuts after that statement The Shield has just made.
JBL was amazed. " Well, do you believe now in The Shield, Cole?"
" I believe now. What about you, Jerry?"
" Well, I must say... I do not like their methods... but one cannot just simply ignore them. They are a diferrent breed of wrestlers from the ones we see today. "
With that, the show went off air.
If you liked this chapter, don´t forget to send me a nice review. n_n Great name for a chapter, eh? I know. Because I´m not fandangling at all. He´s boring in my opinion. In fact, he´s more boring that Blandy Boreton nowadays. And who knows? Maybe Shield will target him for real! Now that would be awesome.