Lucky You

XV

"Welcome to Monday Night RAW! I'm Micheal Cole with Booker T and Corey Graves. We are just one week away from Tables, Ladders and Chairs!"

The camera panned over the commentary table before quickly turning as Kurt Angle's theme song played.

"There is the general manager who doesn't seem quite excited after what occured last week to Finn Balor at the hands of the returning Regan and Moxley also Finn's opponent for this Sunday, Bray Wyatt"

A look of anger bleed out of his eyes as the screen showed numorous pictures of what happened to Finn at the hands of the three most dangerous human beings in the WWE.

"Last week, Finn Balor was attacked by Regan, Moxley and Bray Wyatt. Because of this attack, Finn may not be able to compete this Sunday."

The arena drowned itself in boos, the sound a few cheers were almost heard but subsided.

"Now, Finn will be out here tonight but right now I want to see not only Bray Wyatt but Regan and Moxley. Now!"

The lights in the arena quickly shut off as the music of Bray Wyatt played, the lights of the WWE Universe lighting up the darkness.

"The fireflies are out here in Dallas. The followers of Bray Wyatt are out!"

Stepping through the curtain, his pathed was illuminated by the small lantern that he carried every night to the ring.

Stopping just feet away from the ring, his cold breath blew out the light. The arena stayed completely pitched black.

"Oh man.."

The commentary table sat in fear as the lights turned back on to show Kurt being surrounded by the three beings he called out.

Regan raised up her glove laced hand, reaching closely to Kurt only to pull the microphone out of his hand.

"The tiles have been dropped, the walls are being stand."

Her voice fell like silk as she swayed back in forth to music only she could hear.

"His temple layed motionless in its own pool of losses. Once bright eyed, they rolled back into his skull."

Placing her hand gently on the shoulder of Moxley, she inhaled his scent with a sick smile.

Tossing the microphone to Kurt, she rested her hand on Moxley who had yet to take his eyes off Kurt.

Taking slowly steps away, he found himself in the corner of the ring. A look of fear fleeing from his eyes.

"Thee has taken your comminoser, watch your words before they become your last."

The lights turned back off but when it came back on, Kurt was the only one left.

"Guys, what is RAW in for with these three on the loose?"