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The song for this chapter is "Lips Are Movin" by Meghan Trainor
Another Tuesday night, another chance for Seth to annoy everyone as he talked about himself, Siren thought as she walked through the Main Event backstage area. Just as she sat down on the couch in the locker room she heard Seth's music kick on. "Ugh, and here we go." She scoffed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "It's too early for this shit."
"Guys, you don't even know what I came out here to say, alright? Give me a break." Seth said as the WWE Universe made their disdain for him known. "No, really, I came out here to congratulate my former business partner, Roman Reigns. Yeah, I know, last night on Raw Roman had a hell of a night, right? He and Siren outfoxed Vickie Guerrero and then after that he scraped and he clawed and he fought and he outlasted every other superstar, and he won the qualifying battle royal and he earned a spot in the ladder match for the WWE World Heavyweight Championship at Money In The Bank. Hey, my hat's off to you, Roman."
Siren almost felt that he was being genuine, that was until his cocky smirk emerged. "And the dick returns." Roman and Dean chuckled as they watched the monitor.
"Enjoy this small victory, because you also were not supposed to be in that match, which means that you crossed The Authority, and when you cross The Authority there are repercussions. And this coming Monday on Raw, you will face every single one of those repercussions that are coming to you."
"Oooh, you better watch out Rome, there's gonna be repercussions on Monday." Siren teased as the three of them laughed.
"And don't think for one second, Roman, that you're just going to skate out of this one, okay? Don't think that you're gonna be so cool and calm and everything's gonna be alright because you're Roman Reigns. Well, guess what? I know who Roman Reigns is. I know what Roman Reigns is. Roman Reigns is a volcano. Roman Reigns has a rage inside of him that should keep every single one of you people up at night, knowing that you gotta walk the same streets as this guy. Roman Reigns is an angry soul and I am the only person who knows how to control Roman Reigns. I am the only one who knows how to harness that anger. I am the only one who knows how to manipulate Roman Reigns and Dean Ambrose. Oh Dean Ambrose."
Seth chuckles, "Oh, Dean Ambrose. Without me controlling Dean Ambrose, he's a babbling buffoon. He's a lunatic, he's out of his mind, he's bound to end up in a straight jacket or in some insane asylum somewhere. I am the only one who can control Roman and Dean. I control them, when for two years I was the leader of the greatest group in the history of WWE, The Shield. And two weeks ago—"
Seth is drown out by the fans chanting "you sold out" which only served to make him chuckle. "Two weeks ago I showed why I am still in control." He motioned with his arm to the titan-tron.
"Fuck, not again. I'm not watching this." Siren said as she placed her hands over her eyes as the video of Seth betraying them played. She didn't need to see it, it was permanently burned into the back of her mind.
Back in the ring Seth laughs, "You know I never get tired of seeing that. But onto something more important. Everybody knows that at Money In The Bank there will be a WWE World Heavyweight Championship ladder match and the field is already set for that match, but I have a surprise. I have an announcement for you. At the Money In The Bank pay-per-view, there will be a second ladder match! That's right. That's right. And this one will be a traditional Money In The Bank contract ladder match, where above this very ring will hang a briefcase containing a contract for a shot at the WWE World Heavyweight Championship. And even better news than that, guess who the first entrant is. That's right, yours truly, Seth Rollins. Because everybody knows—everybody knows that me having that contract is what's best for…"
"Shit here he goes again. Dean!" Siren yelled as Dean's music kicked on and he rushed out of the locker room heading for the ring.
Siren catches up with Dean just before he goes through the curtain, putting on her stone face she follows him out onto the stage. The crowd goes wild as Dean raises a mic to his lips.
"You don't need to worry about Money In The Bank in ten days, Seth. You just need to worry about surviving the next ten minutes." Dean slaps the mic to the floor and charges the ring, inside Seth rips off his jacket and tie preparing for a fight.
Dean and Seth grapple, rolling throughout the ring trading punches, until Kane's music hits distracting Dean. Seth takes advantage blindsiding Dean from behind and knocking him to the canvas. Seth continues stomping and punching Dean as Kane walks to the ring. Dean gets to his feet, knocking Seth down, turning around he rushes Kane who is on the ring apron. Jumping up he drop kicks Kane sending him to the floor.
Behind him, Seth gets back to his feet, Dean leans down as Seth charges him, picking the two-tone haired man up and tossing him over the ropes where he lands on top of Kane.
Dean bounces around the ring still ready for a fight, but as Kane and Seth slide back into the ring, Dean jumps out. He joins Siren on the ramp, the two walking backwards smirking as Seth throws a temper tantrum in the ring.
As the trio walks out of the arena after Main Event ends, laughing, Tasha catches Colby watching them from inside of his car where he sits. She knows the look on his face, he's remembering walking to the car before the same way as they are now without him. Tasha simply shrugs her shoulders at him, pointing a finger in his direction she mouths, "It's on you."
She then gets in the car with Joe and Jon heading out to get something to eat, before going back to the hotel and getting some rest.
On June 20th, Smackdown emanated from Columbus, Ohio inside of the arena. Tonight Siren had her hands full with Roman, Dean and now John. Roman and John were going to be teaming with Sheamus in a 4-on-3 handicap match against Bray Wyatt, Randy Orton, Cesaro and Alberto Del Rio. And if that was not bad enough, Dean had a match against Kane, which was made after the events of Monday Night Raw.
As she changed into her manager attire, which hadn't changed, it was still her same outfit that she wore with the Shield, she stretched her muscles. She knew that at some point that night she would probably end up on the floor. The worst part about being her, was that the men didn't treat her like a Diva anymore. Due to her actions while she was managing John, all of the times she had fought on his behalf, she knew she had made herself a target. She was no longer a lady… she was now one of the guys.
Just as she was getting ready to pull on her corset top there was a knock at the door. Setting the top down she walked over and opened the door, it was nothing to her to walk around in her bra, she had done it many times before. She was not ashamed of her body and in reality her bra showed no more than a bikini top would.
"Hey J. What's up?" She said as she found the one and only John Cena standing outside her door.
He smiled her, his eyes moving from her bra to her eyes. "Did I interrupt something?" He said with a smirk.
Siren rolled her eyes, "No. I was just getting dressed for tonight."
"Oh, okay." He smiled. "Well, I was hoping that you might accompany me to the ring tonight. Like old times." He pulled something out of his back pocket and held it up for her.
Siren smiled as she took the bright green crop top shirt that had his logo on the front. "Absolutely. I miss the old days."
"Let's go." John said as she slipped the top on and the two headed for the curtain as John's theme hit.
The crowd went wild as John and Siren stepped out onto the stage, they were excited to see the former couple back together, even just for the night. The two stood at the top of the ramp before saluting the crowd and then running down and sliding into the ring. Siren smirked, hopping up onto one of the turnbuckles and sitting down, as John grabbed a mic to address the crowd.
"Welcome to Smackdown. Oh, there is energy here tonight. Can I please direct your attention above my head." He says pointing up at the two titles suspended over the ring. You'll notice two beautifully crafted championship belts. It's the symbol of excellence here in the WWE. But some of you may be a little confused asking questions why. Why is your favorite color suddenly neon green? But if you take a look at my beautiful best friend you'll know one reason why."
Siren smiled as John pointed to her and the arena erupted into cheers and catcalls. She turned giving the crowd a kiss which had them cheering louder.
"Why do I always keep saying you can't see me when it's obvious visual irony. And why are these championships hanging over my head? Well, that's a long story, but I'm here to bring you up to speed."
Siren laughs as John takes a deep breath, and then he speaks as quickly as he can. "At first, there was a fast-counting ref that put them in a ban, then a super-kicking ref that gave them to Randy Orton. Then for a first time one-time attraction, we unified the titles and crowned a face of the company. Batista came back, then he was boo-tista, and then blue-tista, and then through it all smack dab in the middle of the yes movement, yes, yes, yes, Daniel Bryan became champion."
Siren starts chanting "Yes" along with the crowd, pointing her fingers in the air just like Daniel always does.
"And then he became injured. So, The Authority cooked up a scheme, threw seven of us in the meat grinder, and now we are headed to Money In The Bank for a ladder match to determine the new WWE World Heavyweight Champion. But if that wasn't crazy enough, if you look at the people in this match, it sounds like the start of a bad joke. So, a Mexican, an Irishman, an Uber-European, a Duck Dynasty reject, a Primadonna, a security guard, and Dudley do-right walk into a WWE ring? That's where the comedy stops. I'll save you the punchline and just tell you that I'm gonna put every one of them in line and punch 'em. I'm walking into Money In The Bank, walking up the ladder to victory and walking out proudly saying the champ is here!"
As the crowd cheers John, Siren hops down from the turnbuckle just as Del Rio's music hits and the cocky Mexican walks out on the stage.
"John Cena, you should spend less time talking and more time worrying about Alberto Del Rio. I was the first one to qualify for this Money In The Bank match and I will be the first one climbing that ladder to win the title." Del Rio climbs up into the ring, standing face-to-face with John as Siren leans back against the corner looking bored.
"I don't think you remember how dangerous I am, Juanito. But I will make you remember once I'm standing over you as the new WWE World Heavyweight Champion."
"Jesus Christ. It's gonna be a full house out here." Siren groans as Sheamus makes his way down to the ring next.
"Hey, Berty. Hey, lad. Hey, Berty, no one has forgotten how dangerous you are. These people just don't give a damn about what you have to say. And I see a lot of formidable opponents in the ring right now because at Money In The Bank, it is every man for himself. But, uh, the biggest challenge is neither of you, it's me. I'm trying to figure out a way to drag those titles through airport security every week because when that match is over, I will be the United States and WWE World Heavyweight Champion, fella."
"Told you this was a bad idea." Siren says eyeing John as now Cesaro makes his way to the ring accompanied by his manager Paul Heyman.
"Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Paul Heyman, And I'm sure you share my enthusiasm over the fact that for the very first time ever, at the Money In The Bank pay-per-view, the WWE World Heavyweight title will be decided in a championship ladder match. A match where you are absolutely, positively guaranteed a brand new WWE World Heavyweight champion. A match where I absolutely, positively guarantee it won't be any single one of you. No, this is every man for himself, which my client likes because, ladies and gentlemen, there's only one competitor in the Money In The Bank ladder match who's gonna have the World Heavyweight Title. There's a full-time strategist in his corner. And I don't need to strategize for my client to win. I will strategize against you to ensure that all of you lose. My strategy, like in the history-making moment where my client Brock Lesnar conquered the Undertaker's undefeated streak at Wrestlemania, and my strategy will lead to a brand new WWE World Heavyweight Champion at Money In The Bank. And his name is, Cesaro."
At that moment a Cheshire grin came across Siren's face as Roman's music boomed throughout the arena. She turned her head to the right watching as Roman descended the stairs through the crowd. She propped her arms up on the ropes as she leaned back in the corner. As Roman climbed into the ring beside her, he gave her a wink that only she saw as he held up his hand and the two knocked fists before his attention turned to the men in the ring.
"Ever since Seth Rollins stabbed us in our backs…" He said motioning to himself and Siren. "… I've had a lot of trouble trusting people these days. But the only thing that matters now, is that." He finished as he looked up at the titles. "And I don't care how many there are and I don't care who you think you are." He said turning to look straight at John which had Siren trying to hide her smile. "There's not a man in this ring that's gonna stop me now."
Siren then watches John remove his hat, his dog tags and his shirt, and she knows shit is about to get real. But before it can come to blows, Randy struts down the ramp to the ring.
"So, Roman Reigns, you have finally learned that you can't trust anybody here in the WWE. Congratulations. Now, let's not forget, I am the face of the WWE. In fact, this company was at an all-time high while I was champion. And you tell everybody in this arena that you're gonna run through everybody in that ring? Well, I'm not standing in that ring, Roman, and you're not gonna run through me. As a matter of fact, at Money In The Bank, those titles are coming home with yours truly."
Roman has heard enough and he rolls out of the ring charging Randy, the two taking their brawl up by the stage.
Meanwhile in the ring Siren quickly drops to the canvas and rolls out of the ring as a fight breaks out between the four remaining men. John and Sheamus easily clear the ring of the other two men as Siren heads to the back to find Roman.
Behind the curtain she finds security trying to keep Roman and Randy apart. She runs over and shoves her way between the two men, shoving Roman away from Randy.
"Will both of you get a grip!" She yells her head swapping back and forth between the men. "You'll have plenty of time to rip one another apart in your match tonight. Knock it off, before both of you get suspended or fired."
She turns her back on Randy, gently putting her hand on Roman's chest and shoving him back a few steps. "Come on, Rome. You'll get your shot at him later. Come on."
Roman nods, Siren being his voice of reason, he turns and heads towards the locker room. Behind her Randy just can't seem to keep his mouth shut.
"I guess Roman was wrong about having trouble trusting people. He still trusts you."
Siren rolls her eyes, turning back to her now former client. "Yeah, and he was wrong about you too. You're not the ass of the company, Randy. You're just an ass period." She turns walking down the hallway as the fans cheer her, the whole scene being broadcast on the titan-tron.
Siren heads down to catering for a snack, she waves to a few of the Divas sitting at a table in the corner. The girls wave her over to sit with them, she nods and after grabbing a plate of fruit and a water she walks over and sits down.
"Hello ladies." Siren smiled sitting down in between Paige and Renee, Naomi and Lana sitting opposite her.
"Hey love, how you doing?" Paige asks her as she leans over and gives her a hug.
"Doing okay. Considering." She said, all the girls nodding knowing she has had a rough couple of weeks. She rubbed her forehead, Paige glancing at her worriedly. "Headache?"
Siren nodded, "Constantly now." Just then she hears Seth's music booming throughout the arena, she glances to her right where a monitor shows Seth walking to the ring for his match. "And there's the cause of it."
The girls watch as Seth jumps over the top rope, somersaulting into the ring. He takes off the shirt portion of his new ring gear.
"Mm, that's a damn shame a body like that, gotta be attached to a jerk like him." Naomi tisked, shaking her head.
Despite herself Siren smiled, there was no denying that Seth was gorgeous. She used to think that he was the total package. Smart, funny, strong and sexy. But over the years she had figured out that if your attitude sucked, it made even the hottest man in the world ugly.
The ladies watched as Seth and Kofi locked up to start the match. It took only a minute for Seth to take control of the match, The whole match only lasting two minutes, with Seth finishing off Kofi with a curb stomp for the win.
"Oh God, of course he has something to say." Siren groans as she sees Seth grab a mic.
"Not only am I the first entrant in the Money In The Bank contract match. But I guarantee…"
"Seth?"
"…I will be the…"
Suddenly Dean's face pops up on the titan-tron causing Seth the stop talking.
"Seth? Stop it. Don't talk. Just listen. And be on your toes because, every time you step in that ring, every time you hear the bell, every time you step out from behind that curtain, I want you wondering, is tonight the night Dean Ambrose gets even. It could be any night, but it is going to happen."
Seth chuckles, "You know, Dean, it's—man, it's a shame that you got to battle with demon Kane tonight or I would love for you to come down here right now so I could kick your teeth down your throat."
"Shut up. Don't do that. I don't buy that, I just don't. But listen, when I'm done with Kane tonight, I'm going to focus all my energy on you. And you and your new buddy, the demon, are gonna have plenty to talk about when I send you both back to where you both belong. Hell."
Siren smirks as she sees Seth throw down his mic and stalk back up the ramp. She knows Dean is getting under Seth's skin, he's making him regret ever turning his back on them.
"So, do you think Seth's gonna win the contract on Sunday?" Paige asked her.
Siren nodded, "I don't think, I know he will."
"So Siren, I think you should forgive Seth and give him another chance."
Siren raises her eyebrow at Renee, "Why would I do that?"
"Cause you're in love with him."
"And you know that how Renee?" Siren says smiling.
"I see the way you look at him, even now. We all see it."
Siren sighs, biting her bottom lip. "Be that as it may, I don't trust him anymore." She doesn't bothering denying it, she has never held back her emotions. "You should mind your own business Ms. Nosey." Siren chuckles. "And I think, you should go ask out Dean."
She smirks as Renee goes red in the face, she knew her friend had the hots for Dean ever since he had debuted in WWE. Her attention turns to the door where she sees Seth walk through it, she quickly stands up. "Excuse me ladies, that's my cue to leave. I'll see you later."
She walks past Seth glancing at him out of the corner of her eye. "Nice match."
"Thanks." He said with a sigh, watching her walk past him.
Siren changes out of John's shirt into her Shield gear, she heads to the gorilla position to wait for Dean. As she stretching her shoulders she sees Seth walk up beside her. He's changed out of his ring gear into a nice black suit, his shirt unbuttoned at the top, his hair wet and slicked back.
"Nice suit." She tells him as he watches her stretch. "You look good."
"Thank you. You look beautiful, as always." He says giving her his new cocky grin he had adapted, his attitude acting like nothing was wrong between them.
She scoffed, shaking her head, oh how she missed the old Seth Rollins. "Too bad your newfound attitude, makes you so ugly."
Seth's grin dropped as he slipped out of his character. "Tasha?" He said softly.
Siren knew if she looked into his eyes, she would cave, so she avoided his eyes looking straight ahead. "You should go, before Dean gets here."
Sighing Seth nodded to the tech guy to cue his music as he prepared to head down the ring for commentary. Glancing back at Siren he grinned, "Keep hating me. I'm not giving up."
As he disappeared through the curtain Siren smiled, in truth, that was exactly what she had hoped he'd say. She turned with a smile as Dean walked up beside her, "Douchbag is out there on commentary."
Dean grinned, "Sweet. Looks like I get dinner and dessert tonight."
She laughed as the two knocked fists before Dean's music came on and they stepped out onto the stage, the crowd roaring in response. They headed down to the ring where Kane was awaiting them.
Siren stood outside the ring cheering on Dean as he and Kane started the match. Out of the corner of her left eye she kept watch on Seth making sure he didn't interfere.
As Dean dropped Kane with a DDT from the second rope she saw Seth stand up, moving over she stopped beside the steel steps glaring at him. "Don't do it if you know what's good for you, Seth."
Seth thinking he had distracted Dean was surprised when Dean tugged down on the top rope and sent Kane flying over him and onto the floor. Dean then bounced off of the ropes and launched himself through the opposite side nailing Kane with a suicide dive.
Dean got to his feet and climbed up onto the announcer's table, tackling Seth and raining punches down on the man. He then got back to his feet and charged Kane who dropped him with a big uppercut to the jaw.
Siren looked down at Seth who was still sitting on the floor, he glared up at her and she shrugged. "I tried to warn you."
Inside the ring Kane plants Dean with a choke-slam for the win. Siren slams her hands down on the apron in anger, but then she sees Seth heading towards the ring. "Don't do this, Seth." She warns him, knowing the further he goes down this road, the harder it's going to be to come back from it. He ignores her warning as he bounces off of the ropes and delivers a curb stomp to Dean's head.
During the commercial break Siren helps Dean out of the ring, slinging his arm around her shoulder's she waves off the trainers as they try to help. "I've got him."
She helps Dean back to the trainer's room, after making sure he wouldn't leave the room without getting checked out, she headed up to the upper level to meet Roman for his match.
"Dean okay?"
"Pissed off, but he's fine." She smiles before knocking fists with him as his music starts and they descend down through the crowd.
They jump over the barricade, Siren takes her place ringside as Roman climbs the turnbuckle and salutes the fans. They are joined shortly afterwards by Sheamus and John. Siren stands close to the corner where Roman stands as first Del Rio then Cesaro come out, followed by Orton and Bray.
For the first time in awhile Siren actually tunes out of the match slightly, her mind is solely focused on Seth. Knowing that is going to get her in trouble she shakes her head, clearing it as she comes back to the match to find Roman finally in for the first time since the bell rang. She watches him clear the ring of Wyatt and Orton before nailing Del Rio with a spear and covering him for the win.
"1! 2! 3! Yes!" She claps for her team, cheering them along with the crowd. Smackdown goes off the air as Roman, John and Sheamus knock fists.
After changing and going back to the hotel to pick up their things, Tasha, Jon and Joe head to the airport to catch their flight to Washington D.C. for Monday Night Raw.