I do not own WWE the wrestlers or Divas just the storyline plot and any oc character who may show up within the story.

Author's note: This is not apart of my stories that I have done with Roman and Dean before, this is a new story much like how my other story Countdown is, however, for those of you who have read my WWe stories please let me know what you would like to see happen next. If you want Roman to have his powers like he does in Lockdown Asylum for example, of you want this one to be a little more realistic then please let me know. I would love to get your feedback. It is greatly appreciated.

Previously on Once Revived, Twice Broken - "Sorry guys, no one other is allowed in the building at this moment." He said holding out a hand to stop them. Roman drew in a deep breath as he attempted to keep his emotions in check. "Look, my name is Roman Reigns, I need to get in there." He said as calmly as he could without breaking down. "My brother is lying in there and I have to see him to make sure he's okay."

"Who the hell is that?" Jey asked in disbelief. "Think that's the one who's messing everything up?" Jimmy asked. "Think that's Tommy?"

LOOKS LIKE I WIN THIS ROUND BIG DOG. STILL CAN'T FIGURE OUT WHO I AM YET? TAKE A LOOK ABOVE...

As Roman tried to wrap his brain around the strange writing, something shiny caught his attention out of the corner of his eye, and it was then that Roman noticed a flicker of gold that seemed to glow unnaturally among the growing darkness, and as he shone the flashlight more closer toward it, a sinking feeling settled in the pit of his stomach. Settling above the bloody writing was the WWE Championship belt. "Seth?"

He couldn't believe it and as soon as the name of his former best friend left his mouth he felt something hard and heavy hit the back of his head. Black spots immedialty filled his vision and he felt his cellphone fly from his hand as he fell to his knees and tried to get his barrings in order to figure out what had just happened, but just as he turned his head to try and catch a glimpse of who it was that had attacked him, the next thing that hit him was another burst of pain this time to the side of his head and he passed out.

NOW...

Chapter 10 - Deadly Betrayal

A groan of pain escaped the Samoan man's throat as he slowly opened his eyes to find himself no longer in the hospital but in a whole new place he had never been in before. With panic flowing inside him, he attempted to keep himself calm as he looked around, hoping to catch a glimpse of his surroundings, but all he could see was nothing but darkness. How could this be happening? He thought shaking his head trying to clear the cobwebs in his brain as his head still ached from being attacked. I was so sure it was Tommy Mercer so why is it that it turned from Tommy possibly being the one to do all this to Seth? He went over everything in his head, and it was right then and there that it hit him. Everything in the notes he had recieved earlier used the words The Man and Big Dog, which of course were codenames that everyone in the WWE knew both Seth and Roman by, but then again how did Dean's childhood friend Sami Callihan fit into this entire picture? Was he possibly being used by Seth as a way to break Dean? Or was he really apart of this whole situation? Whatever it was, Roman knew he had to track Sami down in order to get the answers he was seeking, but he had to make sure Dean was alright first, even if that meant going head to head with Seth to do it, he wasn't going to back down.

Sharp unbearable agony was the only thing Dean felt when he first awoke. Raising his head ever so slightly, his vision saw nothing but blurs as he blinked and groaned with waves of pain shooting through his bruised and aching body. Once his vision came back into focus, he now realised he was no longer in the comfort of the hospital, but now as waves of fear flowed through him, he began to panic as his mind began to race. Where the hell am I now? Once his vision became clear again, he looked around and now realised with a shiver of fear that he was trapped inside a cage of what appeared to be made entirely out of sharp barbed wire. Was it possible that whoever had attacked him had kidnapped him so that he could finish him off? Whatever it was, Dean knew he was in trouble. Major Trouble. With his mind still racing, his thoughts now turned to Roman and he closed his eyes and began to silently pray, and hoped that wherever he was that his best friend would somehow hear him, but he knew that his attempts would be futile.

The sound of a nearby door opening, alearted Dean and his eyes snapped open as he now saw a tall man dressed all in black armed with a sythe and a mask over his head sort of like an executioner. "I see your awake." Came a low disguised voice from the black figure as Dean blinked his eyes in confusion. "Who the hell are you? What do you want with me?" The figure laughed a deranged manical laugh which sent shivers of fear down Dean's spine despite the pain ravaging his insides. "I am known simply as the Executioner, and you have been sentanced to death Dean Ambrose." Dean rolled his eyes and let out a comeback. "Is that supposed to scare me or something? Come on pal, your going to have to do a lot better then that to scare me." The Executioner let out another deranged laugh again and swung the sythe against the wired cage as it shook hard causing Dean to hold back a cry of pain as his aching body shook with the momentum of the cage.

"Aw, did that hurt Dean?" The Executioner taunted in a low voice as he let out a short laugh. "Don't worry, your time of death will come very soon, and then you won't be in pain anymore." Another laugh came from the figure as Dean called out, "Go to hell you mother fucker!" The Executioner clicked his tongue in disappointment and opened the door of the cage and grabbed ahold of Dean's right leg and dragged him out so hard that Dean felt like his knee was about to come out of his socket as he tried his best not to show fear or pain despite his insides feeling like jelly. "You know with comments like that, maybe I should just finish you off right here and now?" The Executioner then picked up Dean's battered and bruised body and lifted him up over his shoulder. Dean screamed as his torso came down on the man's shoulder and immediately his insides felt like they were on fire. "You know I was going to easy on you Ambrose, but now you left me no choice." The Executioner said as he walked out of the room carrying Dean over his shoulder who now began to see black spots around his vision as all the pain and agony forced him to pass out.

The Sounds of screams alearted Roman as he reconized them to be Dean's. Using every bit of strength he could muster, he tried to make it to his feet, but soon realised he was strapped down to the back of a chair, and as he tried to untangle himself from the ropes that were binding his arms and legs, he couldn;t help but let out a short cry of pain as he felt the now framilliar feeling of sharp needles digging into his skin and he immediatly stopped and just sat there with his mind racing. Son of a bitch tied me up with barbed wire. Roman realized as a course of anger now flowed through his body. At least he knew that he didn't have to worry about Dean's location now since he now realised that they were in the same building, but he knew that he was going to do everything in his power to make Seth pay for his crimes.

Just then the sound of a nearby door made him look up as a flash of bright light insantly blinded him. "Good, your awake. Now we can let the fun begin." Pain shot through Roman's head as he tried to get his eyes adjusted to the now bright light that was now shinning upon his face. "So I see you finally got my messages huh Big Dog?" Roman growled at Seth's words and tried not to move due to the barbed wire securing his arms and legs. "Enough with all the bullshit Seth!" Roman growled angrily. "Where the hell is Dean you sick son of a bitch. What the hell did you do to him?" "Did you really think that what I did to you and Dean on Raw two years ago when I betrayed you was the end of it? If that's what you thought Roman, your wrong. That was just only the tip of the iceberg." "It's like I said in the notes Roman, there can only be room at the top for one, in both the WWE and in life, and that is going to be me."

"You are insane." Roman said his eyes flashing in anger as his vision finally adjusted to the light. Roman growled in anger as he now felt Seth's hand grab ahold of his chin as Seth's face came close to his and the Samoan man could see a mixture of insanity and hate in the Architect's brown eyes. "Im not insane Roman, I'm just good at getting what I want." Roman sucked in and shot out as much spit as he could into Seth's face which made the Architect pull away from him as he whiped his face off and with a growl replied, "Your going to wish you hadn't done that Roman." The Samoan man smiled a victory smile which didn't last long as a hard slap to his face nearly sent him careening to the floor with the barbed wire cutting into his skin. Holding back a cry of pain he blinked as black spots now filled his vision. "Is that all you got Seth?" He taunted as he blinked to try and get his barring's back.

"Pretty weak if you ask me I mean come on. Did you lose your touch or something?" Seth let out a low growl of irritation and replied, "You want to die or something Roman? I figured you wouldn't be the type of person to just give up that easily especially not for the sake of your family, I mean what would your precious daughter think if you just gave up right here and now?" He let out a psychotic laugh and Roman growled in anger. "Leave my daughter out of this. This is between you and me, leave my family out this and let's finish this Seth." "What are you talking about?" Seth asked looking at the Samoan man dumbfounded. "I mean, you untie me from this damn barbed wire, and let's finish this once and for all. You and me, no audience, no ring, no cameras, no interference, just you and me in a a fight to the death." Seth didn't say anything so Roman went on, "Come on What do you say Seth? We can finally have the battle you always wanted, and this time no one can tell us what weapon we can use and what weapon we can't use because we're not on live TV. It's just you and me, so come on let's finish this already." Finally a glimmer of insanity shone on Seth's face as he walked over to Roman and replied, "Fine then your on Big Dog. Let's finish this...to the death."

Opening his eyes up to a welcoming sight of blurry vision, Dean looked around and slowly realised he was lying on a cold hard table and was stripped from his hospital gown and was now completly naked which made him uncomfortable and his senses immedialty went on high alert, as he looked around and didn't see a sign of the Executioner. At once his mind began to race. What the hell am I going to do now? How the hell am I going to get out of here? I got to find Roman and the Usos. Just then the sound of a door opening made Dean flinch in fear as he caught a glimpse of the Executioner walking in still holding his sythe like a grim reaper sending chills down Dean's now naked body. "Good, your awake." He said in his usual disguised voice.

"I thought you were going to be out for a lot longer and I was afraid you were going to miss the game." "What game?" Dean asked blinking his eyes in confusion. "So glad you asked Ambrose." The Executioner said as he walked over to a nearby wall. "See the name of the game is kind of like true or false, I ask some questions about you and you tell me yes or no, and if you answer wrong ,you will be subjected to a few rounds of electro-shock therepy and be shocked with a thousand volts of electricity." "And if I answer right?" Dean asked trying his best not to show fear. "Then I move on to the next question. However, if you chose not to participate in the game then I use my sythe and I slice of one of your limbs. Simple enough? Okay then let's get started."

Dean drew in a deep breath as shivers of fear raced through his body. Looking up at the cealing to keep his mind off the fact that this psycho was playing mind games with him, he tried to think of something else. "You were born in Cincinnati Ohio, yes or no?" The Executioner asked as Dean nodded and replied, "True." "Good." The Executioner replied. "See it's easy. Next one. "Are you or are you not in a relationship with Renee Young? Yes or No?" Dean nodded. "True." "Good," The Executioner said letting out a short deranged laugh. "Now for the hard questions. Did you or did you not intentionally kill Tommy Mercer's little brother? Yes or No?"

Dean blinked his eyes in confusion. "What the hell are you talking about?" "Answer Dean. Did ou or did you not intentionally kill Tommy Mercer's little brother?" Dean swallowed heavily and said, "No I didn't." "Sorry, but that's the wrong answer." The Executioner replied as he pressed a red button on the wall and the table that Dean was lying on began to hum to life. "No!" He pleaded. "Wait! Can I change my answer?" "Too late Ambrose." The Executioner replied. "You had your chance to answer correctly."

And with that a round of unbearble agony shot through Dean's body as the electric current coursed through his entire being causing him to scream, and with the electric current shooting through his body he began to recall flashbacks from his past. He remembered that night when he and the rest of the guys in his gang went to hunt down Tommy, and that he recalled seeing a little kid around the age of eleven coming out of the house to see what was happening, but he was in too much of a rage at the time to really care. All he knew at the time was that an innocent life was taken that night, and now as Dean relised was that he was the cause of it. Once the electricity was turned off anf the table stopped humming, Dean turned to the Executioner and said, "Yes. I killed Tommy Mercer's little brother that night."

"See that wasn't so bad now was it?" Dean shook his head and felt a round tears beginning to blur his vision as he fought to hold them back. "Ready to play some more?" He asked as Dean shook his head. "What was that?" The Executioner asked as he walked over to him. "Did I see defiance in your eyes Ambrose?" He asked as he raised his sythe now over Dean's battered and bruised body. "Shall I slice off some limbs or are we going to continue?"

TOO BE CONTINUED...Poor Dean! He has no idea who this executioner guy is or what it is he wants with him, while Roman has got his own issues to deal with, with Seth. Can both brothers make it out of their predicaments alive in order to make it back to each other? stay tuned to find out more. Chapter 11 will be coming as soon as I can get it. Hope you enjoyed reading and as always please review!