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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 - "Dean, Dean!" Gently shaking his brother, he tried calling out his name again, "Dean! Dean! come on bro, wake up!" There was no response only just more torturizing cries of pain and fear as Roman untangled the sheets that were constricting themselves around Dean's body like snakes due to him thrashing about and threw them aside, then once that was done, he tried again to wake him up. "Come on Dean, wake up!"

"If I didn't know any better I'd say this was all apart of your plan on breaking Dean so far down into the ground that he'll just find a way to end it all. Is that was this is all about Seth? huh? Is that really apart of your so called grand scheme to break down your brothers? You think your the man Seth? Your nothing but a want-a-be lap dog for the authority who's got no balls to stand on his own two feet and fight for himself, and maybe Dean would be better off dead anyway because then at least if he was gone from this world, he wouldn't have to suffer day in and day out because of what you put him through!"

"In the end they'd fix it and things would be better, but the worst came when you found out the truth. The real truth.
The truth that they'd known what they were doing to you the whole time, that they'd meant every bit of it to happen. That maybe they did love you, just not enough. The truth that they chose something else over you, and you would never know why."

I swear when I get my hands on you Sami, I'm going to strangle you. He thought angrily as closing his eyes as exaustion took ahold of him. I'm going to strangle you, Tommy, Rollins and the Authority. Nobody's ever going to lay a hand on Dean ever again. Believe that.

NOW...

Chapter 15 - Tortoured Soul

As Dean approached the curtain backstage ready to make his entrance for his match against Kevin Owens. Something caught his eye. Turning his head to the left, he caught sight of a man standing off to the side as if trying not to be seen, but Dean already could tell who it was. "Sami?" As he approached his old childhood friend from CZW, a strange feeling suddenly washed through him. "Dean, your up." Called a security guard to his right as Dean turned and gave him a quick nod. "I'll be right there." He said back to the guard. "Stall them if need be. There's something I gotta take care of."

As Dean approached him, a strong hand gripped him by the shoulder heavily and pulled him back behind a corner pinning him against the wall. While struggling for breath and trying to kick away whoever it was that was holding him to the wall, Dean finally now realised that it wasn't just Sami, but also another person he hadn't seen since his teen years. "Tom-" Before he could say finish his sentence, a hard punch to the Lunatic Fringe's jaw sent his head reeling as black spots filled his vison. Disorented he tried to shake the cobwebs from his brain as the sounds of the audience filled his ears despite the ringing in his head.

He could hear the sound of his theme song blaring through the speakers of the entrance, along with an eruption of cheers and applause from the audience, and Dean knew he didn't have any time to waste, but the two former CZW Wrestlers it seemed weren't planning on letting him go free anytime soon. "What the hell is going on?" He asked while still gasping for breath. He looked over at Sami who didn't respond and just shook his head as another hard shot to his jaw sent Dean reeling in pain, but litle did he know was that the onslaught of torture was just beginning and that it was about to get worse...Much, much worse.

"No, no, no!" Frantic but slurred murmurs woke Roman just barely, as he opened his eyes and looked over to see Dean once again thrashing around the bed violently. His hair was matted down to his forhead in sweat and he was panting heavily in both bouts of pain and fear. "Please- no!" It turned to something closer to shouting as Dean's unconscious head shaking turned to a struggle to get away. "Dean?" Roman sat up slowly and tried to gently shake his brother awake, but found it nearly impossible to do so. Suddenly Dean's eyes shot open and he desperately pushed and kicked himself away from Roman, only just catching himself as he landed hard on the floor. "Stay away from me!" He shouted backing himslef up against the wall despite the horrible pain that was still ravaging through his body. "Please, just stay away!"

Roman, now realising what was happening immedialty got to his feet and began taking slow tentitive steps toward his injured brother. "Dean, it's okay." He said gently holding his hands up to show he ment no harm. "No one's going to get you." As he grew closer toward him, The Big Dog could immediatly see that Dean wasn't completely aware of his surroundings. His eyes were wide and he wasn't looking at his brother as he tucked his knees to his chest and buried his hands in the dirty blonde mess atop his head. Still out, Roman thought drawing in a shaky breath while shaking his head. He turned now to look at the clock which read 5:15am. Dean's been out of it all night. He thought turning now to look at him again. Although Roman was fully aware of Dean's night terrors he had as a child due to all the suffering in his life he had been through, it also wasn't the first time he had seen Dean freak out like this before either, but it'd been quite a while.

Roman repeated gentle reassurances, hoping at least his voice would reach Dean. As carefully and nonthreatening as he could manage, he sat across from Dean on the floor and put a hand carefully on his shoulder, but the Lunatic Fringe shrugged it off forcefully and only dug his hands further into his hair. Again Roman touched his shoulder, this time shaking him lightly. This time Dean looked up, pushing Roman's hand away with more force than before, and suddenly wakefulness washed over his face along with terror and confusion. His eyes darted around for explanation as he mumbled, "I remember. Roman, I remember."

"What exactly do you remember?" Roman asked gently his eyes scanning the features of terror etched on his brother's face. "Everything." Dean replied with his hazel eyes widening and unblinking. "Dean stay calm." Roman said gently. ""It was a night terror. Remember how bad you used to get them? That's all it wa-" "Would you just shut up and listen?" he snapped with annoyance cutting Roman off. "This was different. This was real! Sami Callihan and Tommy Mercer were the ones who hurt me! They not only broke me down physically, but now it's like I can feel them messing wit my head. Manipulating my mind to make me remember the violence they inflicted on me."

Roman could feel his anger rising. He knew Dean was a private person, and that his innermost thoughts shouldn't be something he shared with just anyone, so the idea of someone like Sami who he had trusted as a friend tearing into his mind as he pleased, made Roman sick to his stomach. "This wasn't a night terror." Dean replied now feeling a lump swell up inside his throat as tears blurred his vision. "These nightmares I've been having, I don't think they're just nightmares Rome, I think they're memories." A chill ran down Roman's spine.

"I'm not gonna let them take you." He said softly. "They're not even going to so much as touch you. Alright?" "Rome I trusted him...Sami was my best friend...How could he just betray me like that?" Roman cursed quietly as he slowly wrapped his arms around Dean embracing him, and this time he was slightly taken aback by Dean's reaction as he collapsed and fell against The Big Dog's chest and began to sob. Normally Dean kept to himself whenever something was bothering him, but now as Roman realised, was how much he truly hated being alone, and how alone Dean really felt since Seth's betrayal. "Easy Dean." He said softly as he rubbed small cirlces on Dean's back for comfort, and now as exaustion took ahold of him, the next thing Roman heard was the sound of Dean's snoring against Roman's ribs, which made him smile with satisfactory. "Don't worry bro." The Big Dog replied softly. "I gotcha Dean, and I'm never letting go."

Thrashing awoke Roman first, who hadn't even reliased he had fallen asleep as he looked and could see Dean unconsciously fightingt against his gentle hold. Then the fearful shouts came, "No! Get away!" When started pulling at his hair violently, Roman sat up and took both of his hands with only what force was necessary, he uncurled Dean's clenched fingers and pulled his hands away. "Dean," Roman tried gently despite Dean's constent shoutings."Please! Don't-" "Wake up, Dean." Roman tried angain this time slightly more firmly. Dean now began to fight harder to free his hands but Roman wasn't giving in. "Dean, c'mon." He tried a little louder, giving his brother a good shake.

Suddenly with eyes wide open and body trembling hard, Dean looked around. "Sika-" Roman hushed him softly, and rubbed his arm comfortingly. "Shh, it's okay." He said softly completly oblivious to the fact that Dean had just mentioned his father's name. "You're safe." Roman replied softly now turning his head to look at the clock which now read 7:00am. Dean shook his head frantically. "No, Sika-" he repeated again trying somehow to find the right words. "It's alright Dean." Roman repeated again softly. "Everything's going to be fine." "No!" Dean shouted as he looked Roman dead in the eye, and spoke with all the sincerity in the world, "No it's not all going to be alright." "What are you talking about?" Roman asked as Dean repeated in the same sincere manner which was mixed with utter horror now. "Rome it's Sika. He's...He's been murdered."

Roman's mind went numb and blank for a split second as his breath caught in his throat. He didn't know how to feel at this point or even what to think, but all he could do was hope and pray that this was all some kind of messed up psychotic dream. Suddenly, the sounds of Roman's cellphone went off vibrating loudly as he grabbed ahold of it as carefully as he could and looked at the caller ID, as it read out Shane's name at the top but the number didn't look right. Still knowing that it was Shane he answered it anyway. "Hey Shane, what's going on?" He asked with a yawn while keeping his voice down for Dean's sake. "Roman, I need you to come to the arena." Shane's voice sounded distraught and upset, as a round of fear cletched at the Samoan man's heart now.

"Why? What's going on? Is everything okay?" There was a short round of silence now before Shane finally replied again, and what he said next sent Roman's heart into his throat. "Roman, it's your father. He's been killed." Roman nearly dropped the phone as he looked over at Dean now and slowly the Big Dog felt his mind beginnig to spin in horror. "Looks like Tommy and Sami aren't just after me anymore now." Dean said feeling tears threatning to fall from his eyes again. Roman just sat there and held him close depite the bouts of white hot anger that was surging through his body. You want to play games Callihan? Roman thought angrily. I can play games right back at ya. Nobody hurts my family and get's away with it. Believe that.

TOO BE CONTINUED...WOW! Talk about intense! Is Sika really dead? How will Roman and Dean handle this fight by themselves? Will Seth enter the fray and help out his former brothers? Stay tuned and find out as Chapter 16 will be up as soon as I can get it. Hope you enjoyed reading and as always please review!