Break Free
Hunter was beyond pissed. Thanks to the Shield's so-called prank, almost all of the guys on the football team after spending several hours figuring out which license plates were theirs had decided that it wasn't worth their while to back Hunter up anymore. Only Dave and Randy stuck by Hunter who promised them that they would get their revenge. So now it was just three-on-three which didn't bother Hunter. They would break the Shield. He was sure of it. The only question was how to go about doing it?
Hunter had some ideas but so far none of them screamed 'diabolical', and that is exactly what Hunter wanted to do to the Shield. He yearned to do unspeakable things to all three of them until they all were a quivering mess at his feet, begging for mercy and wishing that they had never defied him in the first place.
"So…what's the plan, Hunter?" asked Dave, as him and Randy slid into Hunter's Hummer Monday morning before school started in order to plan their revenge.
Hunter scowled at the pair of them. Why was it that it was always up to him? Couldn't the two idiots have any ideas of their own once in a while? Hunter tapped his playbook as he tried to think until all of a sudden it hit him.
Hunter immediately opened up the team playbook and looked in the front flap for the schedule of games. He grinned as he correctly remembered their opponents this coming Friday.
"Hunter?" inquired Randy as he saw the glee evident in Hunter's eyes.
Hunter shoved the playbook at Randy and Dave and pointed towards the schedule.
"Look who is playing against us this coming Friday," said Hunter as he rubbed his hands together like a mad scientist, "Are you guys thinking what I'm thinking?"
Randy matched Hunter's grin as he closed the playbook and tossed it onto the floor of the car. "Foolproof, I would say."
"But I don't want to wait until Friday," mumbled Dave sulkily as he crossed his arms. "All last week the Shield embarrassed us! I want…no…I need to make someone pay, today!"
"Agreed," nodded Hunter as he acknowledged Dave's frustration.
"But, what ohhh…," said Randy as his wicked eyes sparkled with sudden inspiration, "Hunter I have a great idea."
"Care to enlighten us?"
The weekend had passed quickly for the Shield. Dean had worked most of it. Seth had gone on a weekend fishing trip with his Dad, and Roman pretty much had a standard weekend with his family until he had invited, or rather, insisted that Dean come over for Sunday brunch.
Dean tried to refuse his friend multiple times because he didn't want to impose or show up someplace where he wasn't invited. But after Roman's insistence that Dean was welcome any time, Dean found himself caving in and ended showing up for brunch. Dean need not have worried. He immediately fit in with the rambunctious family and secretly loved the fact that Roman's mom fussed over him like he was one of her own sons and had fed him to his heart's content.
"Seth you should have been there, Mrs. Reigns can cook like no other!" exclaimed Dean as he and Roman stood by Seth's locker waiting for the first bell to ring. "There were waffles, bacon, eggs, blueberries, pancakes, strawberries, sausage, grits, biscuits and bananas! Did I mention the bacon?" said Dean practically salivating at the memory.
"I'm glad you had a good time," said Seth barely able to contain his laughter at Dean's exuberant happiness over food.
"I don't think you understand man," groaned Dean as he rubbed his stomach, "it was like I had died and gone to heaven. Rome you better thank your lucky stars everyday that you have the mom that you do," said Dean closing his eyes and sighing.
"Don't worry, Dean. I do," said Roman as he smiled at his friend's antics.
"Are we meeting by the sycamore tree for fifth period?" asked Seth as he closed his locker.
"Yep, I don't think it's going to rain today," said Dean, "but if it does then we'll meet in the boiler room. I showed you guys how to get in there right?"
"Yes, last Wednesday," said Roman grinning to himself, "right after we gave Kane a wedgie."
"Oh yeah," laughed Dean as he remembered the very unmanly shriek Kane had given when they had snuck up behind and pranked him.
"See ya there then," said Seth as he walked towards the center stairwell leaving Dean and Roman to reminisce over Kane's misfortune.
Roman reached the tree way before Seth and Dean, but that was only because today fourth period had let out a little earlier than usual. It was a splendid day. Not too hot or too cold. Roman always loved this nice weather that came between the dying days of summer and the start of fall. Figuring he might as well relax while he can, because knowing Dean he would have him studying like crazy as soon as he got there, Dean was turning out to be a demanding tutor, Roman stretched out on his back, head under his backpack and closed his eyes as he felt the warm sun on his skin.
"Well…well….well, look who we have here."
Roman's eyes shot open at the sound of Hunter's voice, but before he could move Hunter, Randy and Dave pounced on him. They were so quick that Roman barely had time to move before they snatched him up off the ground, rough hands holding him in a bruising hold as they carried him off.
"Get off!" yelled Roman as he tried to wriggle and wrench himself out of their grasp but it was to no avail. They had him right where they wanted him. And there was nobody in sight to help him.
"Calm down, Roman," said Randy in a steady voice as if he was talking to a toddler, "we just want to show you something, right boys?"
"Yeah, you're gonna love it," sneered Dave as he pulled sharply on Roman's hair making the Samoan wince in pain.
"Where are you taking me? What are you doing?" asked Roman trying desperately to slow down his racing heart and think a way out of his predicament. But it was no use. He thought to himself, he was never any good at thinking of a plan off the top of his head that was Dean and Seth's forte. God how he wished his friends were here.
He didn't receive any comfort from Hunter's next words. "You'll see soon enough."
After a few painful minutes of Roman being roughly hauled around, he was slammed unceremoniously into the ground which knocked the wind right out of him. Roman grunted at the impact and remained dazed on the ground until hands were clawing at him again. Too out of it to fight back, Roman groaned trying to stop his head from spinning as they forced him to his knees and bent him over so that his stomach was touching what Roman surmised to be a tree stump.
Roman glanced quickly around, they were far enough in the forest that was situated behind the school that no one would see or hear what was going on. Roman had a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach. This situation was not looking good for him.
Roman gasped as his hands were tied tightly with a coarse rope and stretched out so that he could not move his arms at all. At the same time, someone else was tying the backs of his legs to the stump so that he could not move whatsoever.
Evolution stepped back for a second to admire their handiwork as their victim was stretched out helplessly before them. Smirking, Hunter moved forward and ripped Roman's t-shirt off of him with a few rough pulls. For now, Roman remained silent, he knew he was trapped but he wouldn't give Evolution the satisfaction of seeing him panic or cry.
Roman heard Randy and Dave moving around the forest. He tried to see what they were doing but was stopped when Hunter tugged his hair and forced his head up so that he was staring right at him.
"You should have left well enough alone, Roman," growled Hunter as he studied Roman's face, "you had no business interfering with me and Ambrose."
"Dean is my friend and whoever messes with him makes it my business," spat out Roman as he glared back at Hunter.
Hunter laughed sadistically at Roman as he pinched his cheek mockingly. "By the time I'm through with you, you're gonna wish you never even met Dean Ambrose!" And with that threat completed, Hunter shoved Roman's face down against the stump and moved to stand by Randy and Dave who had come back with what they had apparently been looking for.
Roman chanced a glance over his shoulder and his face paled as he realized what they intended to do. All three of them were holding sturdy sticks that were about the same size of a cane and were looking at him like they were three wolves who had found a sheep stuck in a bush. Roman turned his head back around and braced himself as the first strike struck his back hard.
Roman clenched his fists trying not to give them the satisfaction of crying out. The second strike was even harder and seemed to knock all of the air out of Roman's lungs. The third struck his lower back which made him gasp, he was already sore there from Friday night's game still. The fourth came ever harder and Roman could no longer contain himself as he let out a cry. The fifth came soon after and cut Roman's back as he strained against the ropes trying to inch away from the blows but it was no use.
He was trapped and at their mercy. Tears came to Roman's eyes as they continued to beat him, raining down blows on his unprotected back. How was he going to survive this?
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