Not the only lunatic

{7} The Authority's Wrath

As I walked away from the Shield, I could feel the tension in the air. I knew that I had just ignited a fire that would burn brightly throughout the night. I made my way to the entrance ramp, my music blaring as I stepped out into the bright lights of the arena. The crowd erupted into cheers and chants, and I reveled in the energy.

I stood at the top of the ramp, my eyes scanning the crowd as I began to speak. "You all want to know why I attacked my former friends, don't you? You want to know why I turned on the people I once called my sisters." I paused, my voice dripping with venom. "It's because they betrayed me. They left me to rot on the sidelines for three long years, while they basked in the spotlight. They thought they could just discard me like yesterday's trash, but I'm not one to be forgotten."

The crowd began to chant my name, and I raised my arms in defiance. "I'm not just a wrestler, I'm a force to be reckoned with. And I'm not done yet."

Just as I finished speaking, the Bellas and Paige emerged from the back, their faces twisted in anger and disgust. "You're just a jealous, bitter woman, Verena," Nikki Bella sneered. "You're mad because you're not as talented or as beautiful as us."

I smiled, a cold, calculated smile. "Talent and beauty have nothing to do with it, Nikki. This is about loyalty and respect. And you three have shown me neither."

Brie Bella stepped forward, her eyes flashing with anger. "You want to talk about loyalty? You're the one who turned on us, Verena. You're the one who betrayed our trust."

I laughed, a low, menacing sound. "You want to know what betrayal looks like? It looks like being left behind, forgotten and ignored. It looks like being treated like a disposable piece of trash. And that's exactly what you three did to me."

The crowd began to chant "Match! Match! Match!" and Brie Bella smiled, a sly smile. "You want a match, Verena? You want to prove yourself? Fine. I challenge you to a match, right here, right now."

I grinned, a fierce, determined grin. "Oh, I'd love to, Brie. I'd love to show you what it means to be a true wrestler, a true champion. Let's do this."

The bell rang, and the match between Brie Bella and I was underway. We faced off in the center of the ring, our eyes locked in a fierce stare. The crowd was on their feet, cheering and chanting our names.

Brie, confident and cocky, took a step forward, her hand raised in a taunting gesture. I stood my ground, my eyes never leaving hers. Suddenly, she slapped me across the face, the sound echoing through the arena.

I felt a surge of anger and adrenaline course through my veins. I was furious. I jumped on Brie, throwing punches and kicks, my movements swift and precise. She stumbled back, trying to defend herself, but I was relentless.

I delivered a series of rapid-fire punches, each one landing with precision and power. Brie stumbled back, her eyes wide with shock and pain. I seized the opportunity, launching myself into the air and connecting with a picture-perfect drop kick, sending Brie crashing to the mat.

The crowd erupted into cheers, chanting my name and screaming for more. I stood over Brie, my chest heaving with exertion, my eyes blazing with intensity.

But I wasn't done yet. I pulled Brie to her feet, and she tried to fight back, but I was too strong. I lifted her up and slammed her to the mat with a thunderous Samoan drop, the impact sending shockwaves through the ring.

Brie struggled to get to her feet, but I was relentless. I grabbed her and delivered a vicious Codebreaker, my knee connecting with her chest and sending her crashing to the mat once again.

I grabbed her arm, twisting it behind her back, and slammed her to the mat. I quickly transitioned into the Demolisher, my signature move, a Kimura lock that would make even the toughest opponents tap out.