Bleeding Red (CM Punk WWE)

Seventeen-Clues

Punk was fuming as he head toward the parking lot, he felt he could kill someone, when he felt himself pulled behind a car, a hand came over his mouth,
"Sssh, I have something that might help you" they whispered, Punk turned around and was surprised to see none other than Paul Heyman. He pushed him off and into the black Lincoln Town car they were hidden behind,
"I wouldn't believe a word that came out of your dirty mouth!" He growled, Paul pulled him down again shushing him,
"Shut up they'll hear you!" He hissed "I'm still on your side I promise!" He pleaded
"Who's they?" He asked slightly quieter, Paul hushed him again,
"The Shield, don't you get it?! Those 4 and their little leader run this place, nothing happens without them knowing!" He explained "Phil I'm still your best friend, your wrestling father...c'mon Phil you gotta believe me" he pleaded, Phil narrowed his eyes at him,
"Prove it"
"I will! Like I said I have something that can help you find your wife"
"Then spit it out!" Punk growled grabbing him by the collar
"The Shield, they have a house, a hideout of sorts, very few people know about it, just their party friends and maybe a mailman"
"How does this help me?" He growled annoyed,
"Don't you get it Phil?! If no one knows about it...it's the perfect place to hide something...or someone"
"Where is this house?!" Punk asked immediately
"Somewhere in LA! That's all I know!" He looked around nervously, "look I have to go! But remember I'm on your side!" He whispered before getting up and looking around and then leaving. Punk sat there confused as he tried to process what had just happened and whether he could trust Paul at all. Paul continued to look around nervously as he walked away, before he knew it he was pulled into a darkened corner, he heard a light switch before the room was flooded with light, he fell in deep fear as he realized who he had been captured by.
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"They have a small house in the middle of some little suburban town in LA. " PJ looked pointed at a spot on the map on the computer screen, Jeff was spending some time with his family, and wouldn't t be back for a few weeks, and PJ had found out about where the Shield had been staying,
"Do you know who owns it?" Punk asked, "maybe they have Ruby there"
"Well it's under the name Dahlia Beth Corto" he shuddered "did you get the chills when I said that name?" He asked, Punk nodded,
"Yeah but why?"
"I don't know...there's something really dark about that name...almost...homicidal." He shuddered
"Yeah well we both need to man up, because we're going there right now." Punk told him, PJ took a deep breath and nodded,
"Alright, although you should let the detective know about our lead" PJ told him, Punk shook his head
"There's something off about that Detective...I can feel it..." Punk muttered
"Yeah but she needs to know nonetheless. It's her job and should any arrests need to be made, well we can't do them", Punk groaned,
"Fine...I'll send her text, because I don't feel like calling" he rolled his eyes as he walked towards the drivers seat to tell Richie where to drive to. The hours it took to get there seemed endless but finally PJ and Punk stepped off of the bus into the LA night air, it was a small quiet neighborhood on a hill overlooking LAX. The house itself was a two story blue house with a white fence, it definitely didn't look like house of criminals. There was a lot of cars parked out front and there was early 2000's hip hop playing softly, So Cali, Punk smirked. He nodded motioning for PJ to follow him as he walked around hoping the gate, PJ looked at him amused as he simply walked through the open gate. They walked slowly toward the backyard, it was lot by a large firepit, a lot of people lounged around drinking out of red cups and smoking, a band played on a makeshift stage, heavy metal punk, it looked like a cult of sorts. Punk scanned the crowd as he searched for any of the 5 members of the Shield, he spotted Dean and Dean chatting by a keg with Roman before a small slender girl with mahogany hair came out in her seemingly her bed clothes looking annoyed, she whispered something into Romans ear furiously, he felt PJ stiffen beside him,
"Lía..." He whispered, Punk looked at him confused before he continued watching, he saw as Roman laughed off her outburst, he said something back, it obviously pissed her off, she went to walk away but he caught her by the arm twisting it and pulling her back
"Don't ever fucking walk away from me like that, you know better" Punk heard Roman growl clearly, PJ moved as if he were going to pounce but Punk held him back. She glared back with hateful, bleary eyes, she wriggled her arm free but lot before he planted a possessive kiss on her lips. Seth seemed annoyed as he clenched his jaw, she huffed away and into the house, a few minutes later Seth went after her.
"Where the hell is Ember?" Punk muttered, just as he said it he spotted Ember and Graves sitting still masked by the firepit, her head on his shoulder sleepily as the flames flickered across their faces, Corey had his arms around her shoulder, he was smoking as cigarette and drinking from a bottle of whiskey, he went to pass her them but she nodded no.
"We have to get closer" Punk whispered, PJ nodded as he followed Punk. They managed to get a little closer,
"So what're we going to do with the briefcase?" Corey asked, twisting a strand of her long hair on his finger,
"We've been over it, I'll tell you when the time comes, until then lay low." She muttered sleepily, she coughed possibly from inhaling all the smoke from Corey or the fire pit,
"So boss, what's out next move not involving the briefcase?" He asked coyly smirking, she smirked too,
"Our take over is going well, the only problem is, no one knows about it."
"Why don't we let them know?"
"And expose ourselves like that?" She scoffed, she pried the bottles from his hands "you're drinking too much!"
"What's so wrong about exposing ourselves?"
"Corey, we have a lot of secrets, and I plan on revealing them, because like I said nothing stays buried forever...but it all has to be times perfectly...Summerslam is our grand stage...when Summerslam rolls around, people will be in for the shock of their lives because we will reveal so many thing...so many things Corey" she smirked ominously, she looked off into the distance and it almost felt as if she could see him, "Now go check on you know what in the you know where" she ordered, sitting up and away from him, he stood slowly,
"Yes m'am" he went but turned back, "are we still meeting in your room later tonight?" He asked smirking, she laughed
"Possibly, you'll find out when the door has a sock on it or not" she winked, he pouted before trudging away toward somewhere else, Punk went to follow, but was pulled back
"Bad idea...I think she saw us" PJ muttered, Punk shocked his head no,
"You're craz-" but was cut off by the sound of footsteps coming up behind them
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The light switched on, Paul immediately fell to his knees in fear of who it was, he looked up slowly.
"Miss. Ember I did as you said! I lead him right to you," Paul assured her afraid, she reached out and stroked him bald head smirking as her amethyst eyes sparkled dangerously
"Perfect" she laughed ominously,
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Yay! Cliffhanger! Sorry guys but that really upset me but here's an update anyway!
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