A/N: Just thought I should let you know that the Brock/Punk attack will happen before the Zigglee breakup. Enjoy!

Punk limped through the halls with a scowl engraved on his face. There wasn't a thing on this planet that could stop him from going to the ring and confronting Paul Heyman about his stunning betrayal during the Money in the Bank ladder match. His fingertips were on the briefcase. He could've been Mr. Money in the Bank right now.

He passed by many people as he slowly limped towards the ring. He simply ignored them, flipping the hood over his head. He was in a zone, a rage mode that was indescribable. He wished he actually was Wolverine. If he was, Mr. Heyman would've been sliced to bits in a fit a rage.

That would've brought Punk pleasure. Much pleasure.

He had almost left the backstage area when there was a tap on his shoulder. He whipped around, expecting Paul or Brock to be there, ready to fight. He instead saw the Divas Champion.

"Hello!" AJ squealed with a wave of her hand. So much for avoiding her, he thought, turning around and ignoring the petite diva. "Punk?" she tried, but Punk was already gone, making his way to the ring. AJ was the least of his issues right now.

Punk's tone was deep, low and menacing. "I know Paul Heyman is in the building. And I know Brock Lesnar is in the building. And I know that I'm not waiting any longer, so c'mon out boys." He stood, glaring at the ramp. And sure enough, Paul strutted out their with a smirk engraved on his face.

Paul began talking, that smirk never leaving his face. "You know what I'm looking at? I'm looking at an empty ring because in my world, You don't exist. In 2005, WWE had no vision for you, I took you in, I befriended you! I taught you, I trained you, I martyred my entire career for you. And Then, We reached the holy Grail together, we were the reigning and defending WWE Champion for 434 consecutive days, we came within an inch of breaking the Undertakers streak at WrestleMania, We, CM Punk, were the Best in the World. Well, there is no we without me, there is no we without Paul Heyman and CM Punk, You're not the Best in the World. and here's the truth, and the truth is a hard pill to swallow Mr. Straight Edge, The truth is you failed Us when you couldn't defeat the Undertaker at WrestleMania and you went home and you found yourself and when you returned to the WWE...You thought you were better than me. CM Punk, Better than Paul Heyman? So I lied to you, I manipulated you, I played you because you could never claim that CM Punk dumped Paul Heyman, No! History is going to write that Paul Heyman dumped CM Punk. You didn't want a business relationship with me, no, you wanted to keep things personal. So I made it as personal as I could possibly make it. Oh c'mon, you know this to be true, here's the truth, You have no family. You're estranged from your own mother and father, you have no wife, you have no children, all you have is them." Paul pointed to the crowd, "All you have is the WWE Universe, all you have is their admiration, All you have is their Respect, all you have is their Affirmation, Listen to them." He yelled as he took a breath and listened to the WWE Universe. "All you need in your life is the WWE Championship. You took my best friend away from me and I took your chance at the WWE Title away from you and everyone of them. You're going to find out, as bad as I have a reputation in business that I'm a whole lot worse Personally. Here's the harshest truth of them all, I betrayed you because...CM Punk, you cannot beat Brock Lesnar."

Punk's scowl grew as he processed Paul's words. They were meant to hurt him, to embarrass him and make him feel bad. But instead, they seemed to do the exact opposite. He flipped off his hoodie and began to respond. "Are you done?" CM Punk said in a deep voice, looking sadistic and as mad as ever but being patient, "You wanna talk about the truth? I saw first hand last night that the truth does hurt and maybe I should have seen it coming but damnit Paul, I trusted you and all I have to show for it is these 13 staples in my head. But another truth is that you know me and AJ better than anybody and you both know when I'm lying and you both know when I'm telling the truth and you both know when I want something bad enough, I am the most relentless man on the planet and I will not stop until I get it! and the truth is Paul...I'm going to get you...The truth is, You don't have a future because I'm going to burn down everything around you until your the last man standing and I'm going to keep you alive long enough to look you in the eyes and see the fear in them! You're gonna beg for mercy, and I'm just going to smile and laugh. So tell me you son of a Bitch...am I lying?!" All he could think about was getting his revenge on Paul. Paul just stood their studying Punk. He didn't seem intimidated, he just knelt down and imitated Punk's 'Clobberin Time' and Brock Lesnar's music played.

Punk was ready as he and Brock stared each other down. He didn't expect for Paul to ambush him from behind. The attack was a blur. Brock beat Pink down over and over, but Punk kept getting back up. Still, Brock got the better of him as he lay by the Announcer Table clutching his neck. He stood up and limped away on his own, refusing help. Trainers were waiting for him backstage and they helped him to the office. As they began the slow, painful walk to the office, he found AJ, sitting on a crate and watching Punk limp away.

AJ didn't know what to think about that attack. Punk was hurt-bruised ribs, swollen ankles and whiplash she heard-and to be honest, she was worried. She hated Punk's guts, and she was worried.

She finally realised it. AJ was losing it. Her relationship with Dolph was beginning to fall apart, as much as she hated to admit it. She was champion, but feeling as lonely as ever. But the worst part? She was falling for an old flame named CM Punk. Yep, it was official. She was caught in her own spider web.

What spider gets caught in their own web? She rolled her eyes and spotted her Ziggy. She wrapped his arms around him, apologizing for her mistake on Sunday. AJ smiled when Dolph said it was time to move on.

From her.

Dolph removed AJ's arms, staring emotionless into her sad eyes. "We're done," Dolph spat before walking away, leaving AJ all alone.

She wasn't caught in her web. She was trapped in her own web. She couldn't escape it. She was going to cry. She hadn't cried in a while. Sure, she threw temper tantrums and fits of rage. But she didn't sit down and cry.

So that's exactly what she did. She propped up against a wall and cried.

I think that I should tell you that I was there at this Raw in Brooklyn. Fun night. :)

But anyway, how was it? Bad? Good? Okay? Awesome? Leave it in the reviews! Thanks for the support, BTW! ;)

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