WWE One Shots 2

Slayer Of Kings ~ Seth Rollins {Part 3}

"Come on!" I roared, walking into the back corner of the ring again, crouching down, beckoning Maryse to get back up into her feet.

"Alexa! Alexa!"

The crowd's chants were keeping me going, giving me that extra push that I needed to get moving.

Maryse placed her hands on the ground, standing back up to her feet. I stood back upright, moving out of the corner, sweetly striking her with a super kick. "Get in!" I shouted, falling to my knees, stretching out with her leg in the air.

I looked out at the crowd hearing the referee hit the mat twice, awaiting that elusive third hit, when a pair of cold hands grasped around my ankle.

I felt my body slowly slide off of Maryse, transitioning out of the ring. I looked up and saw The Miz smirking down at me, his damp hair covering his eyes. "I don't think so sweetie," he teased, raising his arm in the air. "Get up babe!" He roared, smacking the mat to try and encourage Maryse.

I sighed, standing myself up with the help of the apron, knowing I was in for trouble now. Maryse was the one who got away, the two of them enjoying the ref's count, getting up to six.

I knew I had no shot of taking Miz on, any movements and he'd have me beaten. I waited for some sort of indication of when their team up was going to occur, only to hear the opening beats of Seth's theme play out.

He ran down the ramp, waving for me to get back into the ring, his arms pulling The Miz back just before he got to me. "Don't worry about him," Seth told me, pushing Miz back.

"No! No, don't do it!" Maryse shouted, pleading with Seth for him not to touch her husband, but her pleas accumulated to nothing as Seth took him and struck him with the Kingslayer, leaving him flat out on the ring floor.

"Come on Lex." I looked down at him, watching him step aside and into my corner, slapping the mat to get the crowd clapping.

He never failed to leave me dumbfounded by how talented he was, his athletic abilities, continuous passion for what we did, I was in awe of such an incredible man that I'd been lucky enough to find.

Maryse was rattled, slowly stepping into the corner in a bid for self defence, knowing that without Miz with her she was defenceless, left open to any move.

As much as I was bitter about recent events, I saw no reason to drag the match out, despite Seth's encouragement, no to mention the fans.

Maryse moved her hands slowly over her heavily made up face, feeling my hands grab a bunch of her blonde extensions, tugging her up to her feet. "Slay her!" A voice in the audience cheered, starting up the chants of the crowd.

I walked into the middle of the ring, raising my arm in the air, the volume of the crowd increasingly simultaneously. I briefly glanced back at Seth, smirking over at him, knowing that there was only one move I could produce in such a situation.

I took Maryse, hitting her with the Kingslayer move, altering it a little with a sharp slap around her face initially to stun her further.

Maryse fell to the ground, her eyes shutting tightly, her frail body falling in all sorts of directions.

I remained where I was, looking between her and the top rope, conflicted by my best move. "Do it," Seth told me, tugging on the top rope.

"Yes sir," I giggled, running into my corner, leaping up onto the top rope, pointing down at a weakened Maryse. With the momentum of the crowd, pushing me off, I leaped off into my Phoenix Splash, my usual move, landing on top of her, quickly sliding my hand under her leg to lift it up and get the pin, this time to three.

I climbed straight back up to my feet, offering my hand to the referee. "Here is your winner, Alexa!" The volume of the crowd only got louder as Jojo announced me as the victor. I waved to all the fans, humbled by all the banners with my name written across them.

I walked around the whole ring, eventually stopping to look at Seth. "Come on then." He slid straight into the ring, hugging me tight.

"You smashed it darling," he whispered into my ear, pecking my cheek softly. "Look how far you've come in such a short space of time."

"No thanks to you though," I replied, unwrapping my arms from around his neck, pulling him into the middle of the ring. He looked down at me with a questioning glance, giggling as I reached up on my tiptoes, firmly planting a passionate kiss on his lips, listening to the crowd 'aww.'

I didn't want to let go of him, only stepping back when he pushed me away. "Save it for backstage," he whispered, slotting his hand in with mine.

I turned back one last time, smirking at Maryse's stunned figure, not moving once since I'd hit her with the Phoenix Splash.

"Let's go shall we?" Seth asked, moving me across to the ropes. I nodded, watching him separate the ropes for me to climb through, helping me down back onto the floor, and up the ramp.

"I reckon you'll get pulled for an interview when you get behind the curtain," Seth pre warned me.

I looked at him with an anxious smile, having never been on that side of the discussion I had no idea how to act or react. "Will you be there?"

"If you want me to be." I nodded eagerly, squeezing his hand tight.

"I don't think I could do it without you, just like how I couldn't do any of this without you." He shook his head, brushing my comment aside, parting the curtains for us both.

"Stop talking nonsense," he warned, grabbing two bottles of water straight away.

"Alexa, can we get you in with Dasha please." I barely unscrewed the lid when Hunter came over with a pleased grin.

"Can Seth come too?" I gave him a persuasive smile, fluttering my eyelids a little to try and influence him.

"Of course he can," he told me, directing me over to the backstage booth, Seth holding my hand the whole way.