Reprimanded


Stephanie McMahon and her husband Triple H stood in the ring, each holding their own microphone. The leaders of the Authority were fuming, their anger directed at the Shield and its newest member.

"The actions we saw last Monday night were utterly appalling" Stephanie began "Two women were sent the hospital. Their careers may be threatened now because of the actions of one of their own. Quinn, what you did at Hell in a Cell when you viciously attacked Jessica, our Diva's champion, was terrible. But this...this, Quinn, is unforgivable. So now, before I continue, I ask that you come out here, Quinn, If you want to bring your new body guards with you that's fine but you need to come out and speak to me, face to face. Take responsibility for what you have done. Explain yourself." Stephanie spoke angrily into the mic. The power couple of the WWE stood waiting for a few moments. Stephanie's patience was wearing thin but just as she raised her mic to threaten the group for not appearing when asked, the Shield's music came over the speakers in the arena.

Sierra...Hotel...India...Echo...Lima...Delta...Shield...

The loud guitar riff was almost drowned out by the roar of the crowd. This week the entire WWE universe was buzzing with the news of the fourth Shield member. From backstage between the superstars and divas to those that ran the company. Social media sites exploded with fans' opinions of the shocking development, both positive and negative. Those in the arena tonight were all sitting on the edges of their seats waiting for the Shield to arrive. This was definitely proving to be one of the most talked about moments in WWE history.

Seth Rollins was the first one seen coming down the stairs through the crowd, followed by Roman Reigns. Quinn, the central point for all this rabble, came next in front of Dean Ambrose. They made their way to the ring, hopping over the barricade one at a time. Before getting in the ring, the Shield savored the moment. They looked around the arena, heard the loud chorus of boos, cheers, curses, and unintelligible noises. They had the WWE in their hands and they knew it. They all joined the Authority in the ring, ready to listen to Stephanie and Triple H's complaints and criticisms. None of them were scared. Each member of the Shield exuded confidence, enjoying nothing more than causing a ruckus. And this had to be their biggest stir yet.

"Listen guys." Triple H spoke now to the woman and men in black. "I know what you're thinking. I know how you're feeling right now. You got what you wanted, right? The rumors were true, the cat's outta the bag, eh? The news heard 'round the world! The event that "broke the internet"? Is that what they are calling it?" He asked, directing the question at Stephanie who nodded plainly. "Well, I hate to break your bubble guys...and, er. Girl?" Quinn smiled at the joke but remained silent.

"Well, you see. What you got going on here? This?" He said, pointing over to Quinn. "This, it's not allowed."

With that the Shield's cocky smiles were replaced with expressions of confusion. Dean cocked an eyebrow and licked his lips before speaking.

"Excuse me? 'Not allowed', you say?"

"That's right Ambrose. Not allowed. Not permitted. Forbidden. Shall I go on?"

"Nah, nah. I get it. I get it. See, what I don't get is the why? And exactly what here that is so damn forbidden."

"What's forbidden here is her joining the Shield. We have a hard of enough time dealing with your antics and now you went ahead and got yourself a cheerleader?"

"Cheerleader?!" Quinn guffawed before Triple H and Dean could continue their banter. "That's what I am? A cheerleader?" She stepped forward, joining Dean at his side to get closer to Triple H.

"Well, I...I just assumed...It's not like you'll be doing much fighting with them." He said, Stephanie laughing to herself at the idea of it all. What could this girl do? She was barely over five and a half feet tall and must've weighed barely 120 pounds. The Shield made a business out of taking down mountain sized men. What could this tiny red-haired young woman possibly offer them? Seeing Stephanie laughing ignited the fires inside Quinn and she had to fight back the urge to strike the 'billion dollar princess'.

"Sorry Hunter, but you assumed wrong. I'm here to fight, not dance around."

Triple H smirked at the girl. She had guts, that was for sure. But she was really beginning to piss her off. It was time to knock her down a peg.

"You're here to fight huh? Well, obviously you are. I mean, you've been runnin' around beatin' up women left and right practically since you got here. You know, like last week?"

"Last week..." Quinn growled the words into the mic. "Was something that has been needing to be done for a long damn time, boss. I want real competition and the only way to get that through your thick skulls was to do what I did. And you know what? I'll do it again. And again. And again. And again. Until you finally open your eyes and realize that what you are looking at here is talent and potential. And I will not have you wasting it."

Triple H took a moment to absorb the words that she had said so passionately before speaking again.

"Okay, Quinn. I hear ya'. Tell you what I'll do. You wanna fight so damn bad? You wanna beat people up? Well, you'll have your chance. Right here, right now."

Quinn smiled and nodded at him. Whatever he was gonna give her, she would take. And if that meant destroying another Diva again, then so be it.

"However, it's not gonna be one on one. No, no. Since you like sneaking up on people so much like your new boyfriends like to do, we are gonna give you a bit of a surprise too. You'll be going up against Paige...and AJ...and Jessica, in a handicap match." Quinn's smile wavered but she remained strong despite his attempt at showing dominance. She wasn't backing down no matter what. Triple H and Stephanie turned to leave but he stopped suddenly and added one last note before heading to the back.

"Oh, for future reference. Be careful what you wish for..." The ominous words hung in the air like a fog but Quinn remained secure and determined. Three on one, five on one, 20 on one, she didn't care. She would tear through them all to prove herself to those that doubted her. She smirked at him, taking him off guard. Not many folks would be smiling about being thrown into a handicap match.

"And future reference for you, Trips. I don't threaten easily. Remember that." Her words dropped like a hammer, Stephanie's expression clearly showing she was offended by this girls' backtalk. Triple H didn't reply to her. He only chuckled and turned, guiding his wife with his hand on her back. It was best to get her out of these kinds of situations before she snapped. And seeing as how Quinn seemed to have a similarly heated temperament, it seemed best to keep the two ladies away from each other. For now, they would retreat. But this overconfident girl wasn't gonna last. He would see to that.


To be continued...

A/N:Sorry for the short chapter but some big stuff is on the way so stay tuned. Please leave a review and let me know what you think and thank you all for reading!