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The song for this chapter is "Paris" by Lana Del Ray
Thursday came with everyone anticipating what would be done of Seth Rollins' betrayal of The Shield. Of course to start out the show Triple H came out to brag, but this time he was joined by the backstabber himself, Seth Rollins. Still decked out in his Shield gear Seth smirked as he stood in the ring with Triple H, the crowd chanting "You sold out."
Tasha sat in her hotel room, alongside Joe and Jon watching Smackdown. Neither of the men were cleared for action and they wouldn't let her go anywhere without them, but next week on Raw they would be there and all bets were off.
Tasha didn't listen to a word Triple H said, she was too focused on watching Seth's face. Even through his cocky smirk Tasha could see the hidden emotions shining in his eyes. She could see the slight twitch of his jaw as Triple H mentioned him turning his back on his brothers. She knew him well enough to know, betraying them was not his first choice. But in this business you either play by the Authority's rules or you fall.
"So everybody wants an explanation." Seth says taking the mic from Triple H. "You wanna know why I did what I did to my brother's on Monday Night? So, let me tell you that the only person who knows why I did what I did on Monday, and the only person who needs to know and the only person that I owe anything to, is me."
Surprisingly to everyone that one to interrupt Seth is not one of his Shield mates, but Dolph Ziggler.
"Now, I'm sure, I'm sure I'm gonna catch a beating for what I have to say and I'm hand to Hunter, I'm sure I'll be punished and pushed farther down the totem pole. Seth, I couldn't just sit back there and listen to this. You—I was never a fan of The Shield, man, but I dug your vibe, you know why? You know why? Because you went against the Authority. You, The Shield, went toe-to-toe with Evolution and you won. Hell The Shield played a major part in Batista quitting. That was cause enough for celebration to me, bye-bye, bootista. But what you did was far worse than what The Shield's done to anybody else. You turned your back on your own brother's. Something, that's something that I would never do. You're nothing but a traitor, Seth. And you've done the worst thing you could ever do. You sold out, man."
For his trouble Dolph was then put into a match against Seth starting right then. Dolph held his own against Seth, nearly getting several pin-falls over the Architect. But Seth nailed Dolph with a curb stomp for the win.
Monday rolled around and Siren was certainly not in the mood to deal with the aftermath of the Shield fallout. She was hoping Stephanie and Hunter would just let things go and focus on Rollins' rise to stardom, but her hopes were dashed as the man and woman themselves made their way to the ring to kickoff the night.
Despite herself Siren sat on the edge of the couch beside Roman and Dean as they listened to what the couple had to say about them. It really wasn't anything important, just Triple H proclaiming how he always has a plan B. Well that plan of his, was going to backfire on them all.
Siren joined Roman and Dean as they walked through the backstage area to make their presence known. Only she caught sight of Colby standing by a backstage monitor, his eyes finding hers as she turned to look at him. Seeing him dressed in a suit, with his hair pulled back made her realize just how much influence Triple H had on him. With a sad smile she shook her head before disappearing behind a curtain.
In the ring the men known as 3MB was rambling on about something stupid, however they were cut off when the Shield's music blasted through the arena. The crowd went wild as Roman and Dean, lead by Siren made their way down through the crowd to the ring. Unlike other times, none of them cracked a smile, nor did they pander to the fans. They were all straight faced, only business on their minds.
Siren jumped over the barricade followed by Dean and Roman, and under Siren's guidance the two men quickly cleared the ring of the three men.
Afterwards the two men climbed in the ring beside Siren who held a microphone after they knocked fists. Dean takes the mic from her, trying to calm himself before he begins talking.
"The Shield was untouchable, and we will go down in the history books as one of the greatest groups in sports entertainment ever." He said giving Roman a lighthearted punch to the arm. "We dominated WWE. We beat everybody, even Evolution. But, we weren't healthy. We had a cancer inside of us, little did we know. And that cancer's name—that cancer's name was Seth Rollins. History is full of people like you, Seth. Everybody in this building knows somebody like you, Seth, the kind of guy that would stab is brother in the back. A suck up who would sell out to the Authority. Now, when I get the opportunity to rearrange your face, which I will, your nose isn't going to be here anymore. It's goin to be over here by your ear. I say ear, cause you're only gonna have one left. I'm gonna rip your dirty, stinking hair out by the roots. And I'm gonna stuff it in your mouth. There will be plenty of room where your teeth used to be."
Roman and Siren are pacing the ring behind Dean as he speaks, laughing at what he's saying. Dean gets more worked up the more he talks. "Seth Rollins, my brother, you are scum, and we are looking forward to what that scum has to say tonight. We want you to stand out here in this ring in front of the whole world and lie through your teeth. We want you to stand out here in the middle of this ring in front of the whole world, and we want them to hear Triple H's words coming out of your mouth. We gonna listen to every word of it, and then, we're gonna beat the hell outta you."
Dean slams the mic to the canvas before pacing around the ring, he turns back to see Roman looking down at the mic. He realizes his mistake and picks it up with a laugh and an apology handing it to a smiling Roman. Dean paces again before he walks up behind Siren and loops his arms around her neck. Siren raises her hands and holds onto his arms, knowing somewhere in the back Seth is watching them. She smirks knowing him seeing Dean holding her is going to rip into him and she relishes that thought as they wait to hear what the Big Dog has to say.
"Seth, you committed the most unforgiveable sin. You're the scum of the Earth. There's things you don't do in life. You don't tug on Superman's cape. You don't piss in the wind. And you don't ever stab your brother's in the back. But, you're only part of the problem. The other parts are Randy Orton, and Triple H. Randy Orton, he—he runs around here, and he thinks everybody owes him something. He thinks he's the face of the company. When I get my hands on you, Randy, you're gonna be the ass of this company. And when I'm done with you, I'm coming for you, Triple H, the King of Kings. Whooooo."
The group laughed as they pretended to shake with fear.
"We're gonna have our own Game of Thrones, believe that." Roman finished before tossing the mic in the air.
Siren could hear the pop of the fans as she leaned down and picked up the mic, tossing it back and forth in her hands as she licked her lips. She wasn't going to say anything, she was gonna leave it to the boys, but there was something she needed to get off of her chest.
"Seth." The crowd let out a resounding boo that made her chuckle. "I know you're back there watching, hiding behind the curtain. I mean that's what you're good at right, hiding. You've been hiding from your brother's, from me, from yourself. Hiding secrets and lies. You know if I learned anything about you over the last 2 years, it's that the Seth Rollins that I thought I knew, he's gone. All you are now is Triple H's bitch."
The crowd roared at that statement.
"But hey, we'll always have Paris right, Seth."
Only Siren and Seth knew what she was talking about, but she knew he'd catch the hidden meaning behind her words, while everyone else was left wondering.
"Now you listen carefully Rollins, because I'm only gonna say this once. One day, maybe a year or so from now, you're gonna find yourself on top of that mountain you so badly wanna be on. You're gonna be champion, of that I have no doubts."
The crowd boos at this statement, Siren waves her hand quieting the crowd. "Now, now, hear me out. We all know how good you are, and you will be champion. But one day, that mountain you're on is gonna crumble and you're gonna fall. And it'll be then that you realize that the only family you had, the people watching your back are gone. You are alone Seth. And mark my words, on that day, I will be the reason you fall. If it is the last thing I do in this company, I am going to destroy Seth Rollins!"
Siren throws the mic to the canvas as she knocks fists with Roman and Dean, her words hanging heavy in the air of the arena as the group takes their leave.
Later on in the night the three Shield members stand backstage watching a monitor as Seth makes his way to the ring for his interview with Michael Cole. They know they are being broadcasted for the WWE Universe to see.
"Ladies and gentlemen please welcome my guest at this time, a man who has been at the center of controversy over the past week. He is a former member of The Shield. Please welcome Seth Rollins."
The camera men are showing quite a few a signs that read "Seth sold out."
Seth climbs into the ring and takes his seat opposite Michael Cole after shaking his hand. The entire crowd is chanting "You sold out!"
"Seth, welcome."
"Thank you."
"There's been a lot of—lot of talk over the past week about why…"
Seth cuts him off raising the mic. "Michael, let me—let me stop you before you get started here, because I don't…" He pauses as the crowd starts booing him very loudly. "Look, I don't get it. I don't understand what—what all the controversy you're talking about is all about. I mean, are we just talking about what I did last week? Is that the whole deal? Because, to me, that wasn't a big deal. I was just doing what was best for business, what was best for my business. The Shield, Michael, the greatest faction in the history of WWE, created by me. You don't think I have the right to destroy my own creation? It takes an Architect, a mastermind, to put together a faction like The Shield. Do you think Dean Ambrose is in any way responsible for that? Dean Ambrose is a lunatic. Given a week to his own devices, he's face down in a ditch. And Roman Reigns, the Golden Boy. You'll never see anger or fury in a man like you've seen in Roman Reigns, but without someone to harness that, to control it, he's nothing. He's worthless. Dean Ambrose and Roman Reigns are nothing without me. They owe me every ounce of success they have ever achieved."
"And, what about Siren?" Michael asks, everyone wanting to know what he had to say about her remarks earlier.
"Siren, well, everyone needs some eye candy."
The crowd erupted with boos as Michael raised the mic. "So, what did she mean when she said "you'll always have Paris?"
Seth's cocky demeanor let him for a moment, he could feel his phone in his pocket, he knew the picture was right there. He tried to find a way to skirt the question, but the crowd began chanting "Paris." Knowing that Triple H would not let him out of ignoring the question, he slipped back into character. His cocky grin slipped back onto his lips as he raised the mic. "Heh, well, all I can say to that, Michael, is that "Paris", never mattered."
Backstage Siren felt like someone had kicked her in the chest, but trying to stay in character she simply glared at the monitor. Only Roman and Dean knew what she was feeling right then and they grew even more angry at their former brother.
"Seth, many people will argue that The Shield was about three individuals who came together to form an awesome team, not just about one man."
"You know, I guess we'll find out later tonight when the, uh, the pathetic remnants of The Shield have their last hurrah out here against the Wyatt Family. But, let me ask you a question, Michael. Why is this such a surprise? I took The Shield to the top, as high as we could go. We beat everybody, all right? WE conquered the world, Michael. At Payback, we beat Evolution in a clean sweep, and then from every experience in life, you should learn something. You know what I learned from Evolution? I learned that to be a success in this business, you have to evolve. You have to adapt."
The crowd starts booing and chanting "you sold out."
"No, no, no, no, no. I bought in. I bought in to the evolution of Seth Rollins. And another thing, another thing that you won't admit and that none of you will admit. It took a lot of guts to do what I did last week, and everybody's fixated on the fact that I stabbed my brother's in the back, that I betrayed my brother's. And maybe to Roman Reigns and Dean Ambrose, we were brother's, but to me, they were just business partners. And I severed a business relationship. You know, for two years every night, I came out here, and I put my fist out, and I said, "Believe in The Shield." And every night, what I meant is what I'm gonna tell you right now, is that you and everybody else better start believing in Seth Rollins!"
Smirking Seth sits back down in his chair. "Yeah, so that's it, Michael. That's all you wanted to hear, right? Oh, oh, wait, wait, wait. I heard earlier tonight… I was watching Dean Ambrose, said that he was gonna let me say my piece, and then they were gonna come out here and kick the hell out of me. Well—"
Seth stands up and grabs his chair tossing it out of the ring. "I've said my piece." He shoves his microphone into Michael's chest as he turns to stare at the camera. "Where you at, boys?" Even without a mic, the camera can pick up what Seth says. "Where you at, boys? You gonna kick the hell out of me?" He takes off his jacket, he's ready for a fight.
From out of the back Roman, Dean and Siren come walking out, stepping up onto the ramp the two men stalk to the ring prepared to do exactly what they said they would. But just as Roman and Dean climb into the ring the lights in the arena go out blanketing the ring in darkness.
When they come back up Seth is standing down by the announcer's table, in the ring standing opposite Roman and Dean are Harper and Rowan. The four men go at it, while they are fighting Seth climbs into the ring thinking he's gonna pick up the pieces. But he finds this is a grave mistake as Rowan and Harper are thrown out of the ring leaving him with Roman and Dean.
The two attack Seth, but before they can deliver the beating he deserves Bray Wyatt enters the fray. Seth escapes the ring as the three Wyatt's team up against Roman and Dean.
The two men may have missed an opportunity for a shot at Rollins, but Siren didn't.
Before Seth can hightail it out of the arena through the crowd he finds himself wrapped up in a pair of strong legs and whipped to the floor.
Siren had seen him trying to escape through the crowd, with his words still burning in her mind she cut through the crowd opposite him. Cutting him off in his path she climbed up onto a barricade rail and jumped off catching Seth in a hurricanrana and slamming him to the floor.
"Get up!" She screamed. "Come on! Get up, you backstabbing, lying, coward!"
Rising to his feet Seth turned just to be hit with a super-kick to his jaw that knocked him flat on his back. He rolled onto his side, clutching his chin as Siren came to stand beside him. He rolled onto his back as she knelt beside him, "This "eye candy" just knocked you on your ass."
Standing up Siren ran back, hopping over the barricade determined to stop the triple team that was happening against her brother's. But before she could get into the ring, music greeted her ears, she smiled turning towards the ramp. Backup had arrived.
John Cena had seen enough, he had a bone to pick with Bray Wyatt, seeing his opportunity he ran to the ring to assist the former Shield members.
Now that things were even, John, Roman and Dean quickly dispatched of the Wyatt Family, the three bearded men backing up the ramp as Cena, Ambrose and Reigns stood tall in the ring. Siren climbed into the ring checking on Roman and Dean before hugging John, "Thanks J."
"Anytime girl. You're my best friend. You know I got your back." John winked before they all headed backstage.
"Sierra. Hotel. India. Echo. Lima. Delta. Shield."
The crowd came to its feet as Siren lead Roman and Dean through the crowd to the ring for what everyone believed would be their final time.
"This is a 6-man tag-team match, set for one fall. Coming down the aisle being lead by Siren, at a combined weight of 490 pounds, Dean Ambrose and Roman Reigns."
Siren hopped over the barricade followed by Dean and Roman, she climbed into the ring and waved to the fans as the boys climbed up on the turnbuckles. The three of them stand in the ring talking as Cena's music hits and he runs down to the ring, sliding in and greeting the crowd.
As the arena went dark for the Wyatt's entrance, the guys thanked John. "Thanks John." Roman said shaking Cena's hand.
"Anytime."
"Yeah, thanks." Dean said as the two shook hands.
"Any friend of Siren's is a friend of mine." John said before the lights came back up and the Wyatt's made their way into the ring.
"Watch your back Babygirl." Roman warns Siren as she climbs out of the ring.
"Always." She nods as the Wyatt's stand opposite her guys in the ring. "Take 'em!"
Hearing Siren's call Roman, Dean and John charge the Wyatt's and an all out melee starts. After John and Roman take their fights outside the ring, the match starts with Rowan and Dean kicking it off.
After 9 minutes of Roman and Dean tagging one another in, trying to take care of the fight themselves, Roman is knocked off of the ring apron.
"Dean, stop fucking around and tag Cena! He's not Seth!" Siren had had enough of the two men trying to avoid tagging Cena in. She knew they were hesitant to put their trust in someone, but she knew John, he wasn't Seth.
Hearing her words and knowing she was right Dean finally knocked Harper off of him and made the tag to John who entered the ring with a fire. But the numbers game of the Wyatt's some takes it's toll of John who desperately tries to reach Roman and Dean who are now back up on the apron.
Finally John makes a tag to Roman who enters the ring and takes out Harper, Dean coming off of the turnbuckle to take out Rowan. The two men continue to beat the Wyatt's as John climbs up on the turnbuckle to take out Rowan. Another melee breaks out as Roman clears the ring of the Wyatt's and Dean launches himself through the ring ropes to take out Bray and Rowan. In the ring Harper takes his eyes off of Roman for a split second, which is all it takes for Roman to hit a devastating spear and secure the win for his team.
Siren climbed into the ring raising Roman, Dean and John's hands as the crowd cheers their win. Knowing that backstage Rollins and Triple H are watching Cena grabs the two former Shield member's hands and raises them up.
After the show ended Colby returned to his hotel room, noticing how quiet it was without his friends around. Shaking his thoughts from his head he grabs a beer out of the fridge before taking off his suit and changing into a pair of sweatpants.
A knock on his door caught his attention as he set down his beer and walked over opening the door. Seeing no one on the other side he was confused, but when he looked down he found a long slim box on the carpet outside his door. Picking it up he brought it inside and set it down on the bed. Seeing a card on the outside he picked it up and opened it.
The inside read, 'Paris mattered to one of us.'
Colby knew the handwriting was Tasha's, he felt a pit settle in his stomach as he set the card down and removed the lid of the box. Seeing what was inside had Colby hurling the bottle of beer in his hand against the wall shattering it. He turned punching the wall nearly putting a hole straight through it as he slid down to the floor. Sitting on the floor leaning back against the wall his hands clenching into fists at his sides, he stared at the box on the bed. Inside was the rose he had given Tasha in Paris, she had kept it all this time.