Sanctuary

Chapter Sixteen - Beginning.

Somehow, just ten minutes into the match, I found myself in the ring staring down all of the three of the men who were supposed to become my alliances tonight.

I'm not sure if it was the fact that Daniel Bryan was one of the first guys to help me out when I got through these doors or the fact that The Shield had taken out both of his rookie partners and were planning to beat him with kendo sticks. Whatever the reason may be, it was enough for me to run from the locker room where I was waiting on a cue to through the halls to down the ramp to right between him and the Hounds.

"Get out of our way." Ambrose growled, twitching his hand that held his weapon. "I really don't want to hurt you."

I shook my head. "Well I'm not going to let you hurt him."

The crowd cheered at me protecting their favorite superstar. I glanced at him, making sure he was okay and surely enough he was recovering from the Superman punch he'd taken. All I could think about was the regret that must've been taking over him that he volunteered to help Team Smackdown in the main event.

"Blake," Dean growled. "I'm going to ask you one more time. Get. the. hell. out. of. the. way."

I sighed, shaking my head for the final time. I didn't even get a moment to look straight ahead before I found myself on the ground from a shove from Seth. His eyes were fuming.

"You stay out of this!" He pointed and I backed up a bit frightened. At the same time, he backed up too in the knick of time as Daniel's boot came up for a swipe. He had finally gotten to his feet, standing protectively in front of me. "Oh, really Goat boy?" Rollins laughed. "You think you can take us down?"

The crowd cheered loudly as he stood tall with bandages loosely hanging off of his shoulder.

"I'm sure he knows he can't," Reigns chuckled. "There's simply too many." He dropped his stick and pushed it with his foot off to the side. That's where I picked it up and before he could turn around, I hit him right in his back with a lot of force. Right when he dropped to his knees, I got up and hit him again much to the shock of the crowd. Then I hit him again and again and again and again...and again.

Throwing the stick down, I gave him a hard kick to his injured shoulder. He screamed and clutched onto it, rolling on his side painfully.

Raking my hair from my face, I looked up at Ambrose who's sick smirk matched the one that was growing on my lips. He snapped his fingers and without hesitation Roman & Seth began to attack the fallen hero. The crowd booed relentlessly as they stomped, kicked and punched him to the point where he was almost unconscious while he crawled on his hands and knees. I threw my head back with laughter and felt a pair of hands lock around my waist from behind and a chin rest on my shoulder.

"You did well, Blue Blood." Dean whispered in my ear, pecking my cheek. I didn't lose my grin as I covered his hands with mine, playing into this new evil powercouple thing. "Boys," They looked at him. "Finish him."

Abiding once again, Seth picked Daniel up and threw him into Roman who speared the living shit out of him. Jumping up he did his signature roar and smiled like an idiot afterwards.

"No one takes on The Shield!" Seth shouted at Daniel. "No one do you hear me?!" He pushed his head with his hand and stood straight up, laughing. He slapped Roman's chest and Reigns simply put his foot on top of Bryan's stomach which the referee counted hesitantly to three for.

The match was over.

"And here are your winners..." Justin Roberts announced after the bell had rung. "The Shielddddd!" That got an even bigger boo than the others.