A/N So, once again, thanks for the feedback on the last chapter- it is always much appreciated. I wanted to get this chapter up earlier than I originally planned because of the delay between the previous two chapters, so I'm going to post another one on Friday as well, and from there I'm going to try to upload every Friday and stick to that sort of schedule. This chapter skips ahead a couple of weeks to The Shield's debut (all on-screen stuff will be written in italics) partly because I wanted to get started on the groups run on TV but also so I could make Seth and Luna a bit closer. Anyway, thanks for reading and on to Chapter 4!
The Shield was silent as they arrived in the car park of the Banker Life Fieldhouse. Tonight was the big night that they had been looking forward to for the last week and a half- the night where they would debut on the main roster. They had spent the last three hours in the car together, Roman driving with Dean riding shotgun and Seth and Luna in the back. It was a comfortable silence, one that they had sat in for the last thirty minutes. Roman let out a whistle of amazement as he looked on at the arena, causing Luna- who had fallen asleep on Seth's shoulder- to wake up and groggily lay eyes on the building. Causing Roman to smile having seen her awakening in the rear-view mirror.
Over the past week, Seth and Luna had grown considerably closer and had spent basically every day together. Often falling asleep curled up on a couch with a movie on in the background.
Once Roman had parked the car, the four exited the vehicle and went to the trunk to remove their bags.
Slicking the backpack on her shoulder, Luna stretched. She was wearing a pair of ripped black skinny jeans, an old white Ramones tee with a black unfastened NXT hoodie hanging loosely off her shoulders. She completed the look with a black beanie and her glasses- opting to not put her contacts in until it was time for the show.
After entering the building, flashing the security guard their passes, the four went about finding Triple H, who had told them to do so as soon as they arrived. Knocking on his office door, they were greeted by "Come in!" booming from behind the wooden barrier.
"Ah! Guys, good to see you!" he said, looking up from the paper work on the desk, receiving a chorus of "Hello, sir" from the four former developmental standouts.
"Here's your script for tonight." he said, handing them the paper in question "Good luck, you've earned this." The Game finished.
With the conversation over, The Shield left the office and set about finding their locker room, a task that didn't take them long. They then got changed for the show and settled just in time to see the first match start.
"And Ryback going for the Shellshock here on Cena!" Michael Cole exclaimed on commentary. "Wait, what is this!?" he shouted as Dean Ambrose jumped in the ring to break up the pin- dragging him out of it.
Once Ryback was out of the ring, Seth Rollins and Roman Reigns emerged from the crowd, jumping on the assault. Ryback eventually begins fighting back, only to be met with a Superkick courtesy of Luna Williams.
"That's Seth Rollins!" Cole shouts, "and Dean Ambrose and Roman Reigns all from NXT! And Luna Williams!" notifying those unaware of Ryback's attackers' identity.
Luna then began clearing the commentary table as Dean and Seth loaded Ryback onto the shoulders of the 'Juggernaut'. The three men Powerbombed the 'Big Guy' through the table, Luna catching him with a Neckbreaker to add more momentum to the fall as Cole shouts about how they have robbed Ryback of the WWE Championship.
All eyes are suddenly back on the ring as 'Cult of Personality' plays- signifying that CM Punk pinned John Cena to retain the title. The NXT invaders exiting the arena through the crowd as the Champion celebrated.
Upon reaching the backstage area, the team immediately broke into massive grins, happy with how their debut went. "Congratulations, guys. Great job out there!" came the voice of Vince McMahon, as he came over and shook the three men's' hands before pulling Luna into a light hug.
The four were stuck in a ecstatic laughter as they made their way back to their designated locker room. Upon entering the room, Seth immediately pulled Luna into a deep, passionate kiss, which she reciprocated instantly. "God guys, get a room." Dean said playfully as he pulled his turtleneck from over his head, earning himself a glare from Seth and Roman and Luna to once again bury her face in Seth's chest, embarrassed at her actions being witnessed by her teammates.
"Oh, believe me, we will." Seth whispered huskily in her ear, causing a shiver to go down her spine. The two of them had not yet had sex, although Luna was finding it more difficult to control herself around him, this was a choice of Luna's (not that Seth had shown any signs of impatience)- it wasn't that she didn't trust Seth or that she didn't want to do it, she simply wanted to get to know him better and make the moment when they eventually did sleep together more special.
"Right, 20 minutes, get changed and ready to go. I want to be back at the hotel early so we can go for celebratory drinks and still be able to get to Raw tomorrow" interrupted Roman, who had definitely taken over the role of the Dad of the group.
Not keen to suffer the wrath of a pissed off Roman Reigns (especially when he's supposed to be driving), the rest of The Shield were loading their bags back into the trunk of the car twenty five minutes later and began driving to check into the hotel. Unlike the journey to the arena, however, conversation was rife between the new teammates. Talking about their first appearance as a group and speculating and fantasy-booking the next few months for the team. "I hope they get rid of the fucking turtlenecks, though." Dean commented.
"Yeah, they were a bit itchy." Roman said
"Not only that, but aren't we supposed to be like fucking deadly and dangerous?" Dean responded "How do they expect us to look threatening wearing a fucking turtleneck?"
"We should wear like SWAT gear, or something…" Seth said, putting his two cents into the mix.
"I'd rather just wear a tank top or something.." Luna fantasised
"Yeah, but that's cuz…-." Dean began before Roman clamped a hand over his mouth, preventing him from making a perverted comment towards her.
When they got to the hotel, Luna immediately ran to the bathroom to switch the shower on before any of her teammates could do so. Assuming that she would be a while, Seth, Dean and Roman sat down on their individual beds and turned the TV onto the sports channel.
Ten minutes later, Luna left the bathroom, changed back into her clothes from earlier. Going over to her backpack, she grabbed her glasses case before going over to the mirror to remove the contact lenses from her emerald green eyes. Putting her glasses back on in their place, she reached towards the makeup bag that was sat there from earlier before Seth snatched it away from her.
"Uh, uh." he drawled "No makeup tonight, you look better without it."
She blushed at his comment before reaching for the bag anyway, causing him to raise it above his head where she couldn't reach it. "Come on, Seth. I look fucking hideous." she said, stretching and jumping in an attempt to reach for the bag.
"No you don't, sweetheart. You look fucking gorgeous, and I don't get to see you like this very often. So tonight, you're not going to wear any makeup." he said,making her blush a shade of red not too dissimilar from her hair colour at the pet name. "Come on, for me." he said with a pout
She just laughed at him before reaching up to kiss him lightly. "Jesus fuck, Luna. You trying to kill someone with that face?" Dean commented with a smirk
"See, I look disgusting. Just give me my makeup."
"Really? You're going to trust him instead of me?" he asked rhetorically, pointing at the short haired member of the group.
"Yeah… fair point." she laughed before turning to the rest of her new on-the-road roommates. "You ladies ready to go, yet? I know I am!" She questioned before exiting the hotel room, the male members of The Shield trailing not too far behind.
In the background she heard "Yeah, I bet you're always ready to go!" coming from Dean and rolled her eyes at it. Over the past couple weeks, she had got used to perverted or otherwise sexual comments coming from the group's' resident lunatic, but she knew he was only joking. They had grown quite close over the short space of time they had known they would be teaming with each other- quickly forming a sort of sibling bond.
Because of this, she spun on her heel, responding with "Not everyone's a whore like you, Ambrose!" whilst she walked backwards towards the elevator. Hearing Seth and Roman chuckle at her quick comeback, joining her in waiting for the elevator to arrive to take them to the hotel bar.
A/N. So, that was Chapter 4. Hope you enjoyed it! I saw a review on the last chapter asking about the possibility of Sasha having a child, but similarly to the Bayley situation, I like the idea but can't really think of a way to write it into this story- sorry. This chapter saw the beginning of The on-screen stuff and so I hoped you enjoyed that as well, if you have any ideas on feuds for Luna then please leave them in a review and I'll try to take them into consideration as much as possible. If you liked this chapter, please leave a review and let me know but even if this chapter was shit, tell me. I'm still relatively new to writing and can only improve with your guys' help. Anyway, next chapter should be up on/by Friday. Thanks for reading and I'll see you next time!