Part IINah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah hey hey hey gooooodbyeeeee
That chant was being sung so loudly the arena was shaking and there was no sign of it stopping. All four of us stepped aside as Vince, Stephanie and Linda exited the ring like the bosses they truly were.
"No! No!" Triple H whimpered, climbing to his knees. "Stephanie, please come back! Please listen to me! Vince! Linda! Please!"
Nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah, hey hey hey gooooooood byyyyyeeeee
"Shut up!" He yelled at the crowd, "Stop it!"
Nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah, hey hey hey gooooooood byyyyyyyeeeee
He looked away from the fans to the ramp that the McMahons were strutting up before they crossed the curtain and disappeared. His hands ran over his face in frustration as the chant grew even louder,
nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah hey hey hey goooooodddd byyyyyyeeeee
The superstars and divas were divided. Many of them, like Sage, Randy, and Dolph were smiling and laughing. The other half, like the NXT kids, were in shock.
H's eyes drifted around the ring to them and then to us, where - minus me - all pleasant grins were present.
"This is your fault." He growled as he rose up, "This is all your fault! You ungrateful pieces of shit, I gave you everything! I made you! There would be no Shield without me!!" He exploded, wiping under his nose angrily. "How dare you double cross me?!??"
Dean laughed, "The same way you double crossed us, Mr. Unemployed." Roman and Seth laughed at his comment, infuriating the former COO.
That caused him to do a stupid thing and charge us, which earned one hell of a right hand from Reigns that damn near knocked his jaw out of place and planted his ass to the ground.
Ambrose chuckled. "Oh, H. I'm so glad you did that, hold this babe." He pressed the mic into my hand and I held it up to his mouth as he unbuttoned his black shirt. "I've been ready to whoop your ass for years." He peeled it off completely and before Trips could get up, he jumped on him like a rabid dog, hammering away at his head.
Reigns and Rollins joined in as I stepped back and watched the chaos take place. There were vicious blows connecting with every inch of him and they weren't holding back at all.
My butt rested on the turnbuckle and I crossed my arms, pressing my knuckle comfortably under my chin.
"Get him up!" One of them barked and Rollins and Ambrose yanked his body up by his elbows while Reigns stood back far.
Then they threw him forward and he got met with a brutal running spear. The crowd cheered like crazy as Roman roared toward the ceiling.
"Now, set him up!" Seth barked and rushed to a nearby corner. Dean yanked H up by his collar so that he was on his hands and knees then moved as Rollins shot out and viciously curb stomped him.
Ambrose laughed loudly, "Now, for the fitting last move - some dirty deeds!" He quickly pulled him up and locked his head in the crook of his elbow and DDT'd him right into the mat. He quickly got up and high fived Seth and Roman who were smiling big.
"Boys." I piped up and they looked at me. I held up three fingers with a smirk and they returned the look before quickly snatching his limp body up.
They hoisted him on Roman's shoulders and sent him straight through the table, shattering all of the glasses.
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