Not the only lunatic

{8}The Shield Will Fall

I slowly regained consciousness, my mind foggy and my body aching all over. I tried to remember what had happened, but my memories were hazy. I vaguely recalled the match with Brie Bella, the confrontation with the Authority, and the brutal beating at the hands of the Shield. But everything after that was a blur.

As I struggled to open my eyes, I heard the sound of voices around me. They were hushed and urgent, but I couldn't quite make out what they were saying. I tried to focus, to concentrate on the words, but my head was spinning.

Suddenly, a hand grasped my shoulder, and I felt a surge of adrenaline. I tried to sit up, but a wave of pain washed over me, and I fell back onto the mat.

"Easy, Verena," a voice said, gentle and soothing. "You're okay. You're safe."

I opened my eyes, blinking away the haze. Three men stood over me, their faces etched with concern. Randy Orton, Daniel Bryan, and John Cena. They were all staring at me, their eyes filled with a mix of anger and determination.

"...can't believe they did that to her," Randy was saying, his voice low and menacing. "We need to get revenge, guys. We can't let them get away with this."

"I'm with you, Randy," Daniel said, his voice firm. "We need to take them down, show them that we won't be pushed around."

John Cena nodded, his face set in a determined expression. "We'll get them, Verena. We'll make them pay for what they did to you."

I tried to speak, but my voice was hoarse and barely audible. I cleared my throat, trying again.

"You guys...aren't the only ones who need revenge," I said, my voice growing stronger with each word. "I'm going to be the one to put those dogs down, if it's the last thing I do."

The three men looked at me, surprised by my sudden outburst. Randy's eyes narrowed, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.

"Verena, you need to rest," he said, his voice gentle. "You've been through a lot. Let us handle this."

I shook my head, my eyes blazing with determination. "No. I need to do this. I need to show them that I won't be intimidated, that I won't be broken."

Daniel and John exchanged a look, and I could see the understanding in their eyes. They knew that I was driven by a fierce desire for revenge, and they were willing to support me.

"Alright, Verena," Daniel said, his voice firm. "We'll help you. We'll take down the Shield, and we'll make them pay for what they did to you."

I nodded, a cold, calculated smile spreading across my face. "Good. Because I'm not going to rest until I've taken care of those three hounds. And when I do, they'll know that they messed with the wrong woman."

The three men nodded; their faces set in determined expressions. We were a team, united in our quest for revenge. And nothing was going to stop us.

As I finished speaking, the three men nodded in unison, their faces set in determined expressions. We were a team, united in our quest for revenge. And nothing was going to stop us.

Randy, Daniel, and John helped me to my feet, and we slowly made our way out of the trainer's room. I was still a bit unsteady, but with their support, I was able to walk without too much difficulty.

We made our way to my locker room, the silence between us palpable. I could feel the tension in the air, the anticipation of what was to come.

Once we reached my locker room, I nodded to the three men. "I need to change out of my ring gear," I said, my voice still a bit hoarse from the beating I had taken.