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Brotherhood Of Justice

I laid in the ring, beaten, bruised, and broken. He was building up a blackout of betrayal. Roman tried to crawl towards me but he couldn't. I couldn't move either. They were still here. He kicked me one time, on his way out. Hard in the gut. The cameras shut off. But we honestly couldn't get up. Trainers came out and carried us to the back. We laid on tables as cameras for the backstage pass came back. "Dean. Are you okay? I..I had no idea. I'm so sorry. We'll talk later?" Renee quickly kissed my cheek and walked to her spot. We answered the questions we could.
When we got back to our hotel room, it was trashed and there was a sledge hammer on the bed. Roman made sure to punch a hole in the wall. "Calm down big man." Was all I said. He looked confused at why I didn't get upset, or why I wasn't raging. I just lost my best friend and he kicked my head in, that's why. We didn't say anything just cleaned up and went to bed.
The next two weeks were torture. We had standoffs. I dominated Orton in a no DQ match til Seth came out. I kicked him a chair and he picked it up, standing there staring at me. I walked away before he could do anything, up the stairs through the crowd. Ignoring everyone that screamed my name and cheered for me.
The next week, there were money in the bank qualifier matches. All three of us were in. Great...
The ladder match, I should have been stoked. These are my favorite kind of matches. But I wasn't. Because I would have to fight tooth and nail with my best friends to earn it.
It was deep into the match. Seth had agreed if he wins, to give the briefcase to Randy. Which is total bull but, hey. I don't have a say in it.
I was at the top. I'm so close! I've got it! This is it! This is it! As soon as I get the clasp, I get a familiar kick to the side of my head. I nearly smile disregarding the pain, I catch his head and hit dirty deeds hard off the ladder, and threw a table. Nearly killing both of us. But everyone else was out cold. I stood to my feet, spent ten minutes climbing the ladder and then Finally got the briefcase. Falling to the floor, in a puddle of happiness. This is it. I'm gunna be champion. This is what I've always wanted. And it's all mine. I was so proud.

Seth stood there with his hands on his hips, clapping. "Take it." I threw it at him, hitting him in the face before he barely caught it.
"I can't." He said.
"Whatever. Just go." I shoved it at him and walked out of the ring.
The next night on Raw, it started with Evolution. Him handing over the briefcase to Randy. But right before he did, he busted Orton in the skull with it. And hit triple h with a skywalker.
He grabbed a mic, "You really think I'd leave the hounds? WE ARE A BROTHERHOOD. We stick together. Ambrose, Reigns get your asses out here." Since we didn't have music anymore, we just walked out.
"In the ring, now Ambrose." I walked down the ramp and into the ring. "Man, 8 years. You've worked for this. I'll earn my shot, take this." He handed me back my briefcase and hugged me, on screen. "It was all part of the plan man." He whispered.

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