______Not sick but still so far away from sane...

After staining his hands with fresh blood, Rollins' licencious hunger is satiated and his menacing figure can be recognized through the curtains. Back to the actual spot where war rages on and fury became a part of the everyday life.

An indescribable chaos permeates the WWE since Shane McMahon and the rest of his dyfunctional family clash over simply every aspect of the business in a ruthless fight, both in and out of the ring.

It transformed in a very dangerous place to be, especially if you haven't picked any team thus far. Luckily for Rollins he had never lacked in intuition when it was about picking the winning squad - even if it means he has to recklessly stomp on and spit right to his former partners' faces.

Seth's known for being uncapable of keeping strings attached or simply a persistent interest in anybody. Human beings bore him at some point along the way and since he never was attached to them in the first place, it couldn't be easier for him to erase them from his memory.

Preferably in a mess of visibly injured limbs, frightening blood marks flowing on the black floor and mental scars that will prevent the victims from sleeping for weeks. Because as little as those people had an effect on him he, on the contrary, craves to put his print on their miserable lives.

Particularly since Seth has been left high and dry as Ambrose and Reigns dismantled The Authority. The sight of them coming to each shows, unconsciously bragging about their misdeed set him on edge until it brought him to the fever pitch. The reminder of their actions caused Rollins to relive those gruesome nights again and again as it was a never-ending nightmare.

The dire noise of Kane's shoulder dislocating to Dean's hands. The haunting display of Triple H's face wildly busted open by Roman. As both Joey and Jamie despised what Rollins has became throughout the years and Stephanie too occupied figuring out all the shady deals his father made up with Shane, Seth was on his own.

To say the least, the situation wasn't and still is not to his liking, still boiling out of frustration even though he just mangled the authors of his suffering.

Apparently he couldn't manage to put an end to the disturbing recollection and as he's starting to realize that irksome fact, an unresquested and unpleasant youthful voice drags Rollins out of his dark emotions.

❝ Seth Rollins, can we have a word on your motivations to-.❞  The petite backstage interviewer murmurs with apprehension, breathing heavily as she hurries to catch up with Rollins' pace.

At first he decides not to throw the smallest of glance at her, trusting her rational mind would confirm she has just picked the worst moment to harass him with meaningless questions - except if she's interested in experiencing the same fate Ambrose and Reigns suffered.  

❝ I don't expect someone like you, lacking so much in common sense, to understand anything I do nor say for that matter. ❞  Rollins lets out in a cold, haughty tone as he attempts in passing through the annoying girl and her cameras' crew.

Unfortunately for her the implied message hasn't phase her brain one bit since she seems like frozen still, unable to make the slightest of move.

❝ If I have to I'll be more than pleased to put my hands on yet one more person before I leave this goddamn place.❞ 

Head's hurting from too much fatalistic thoughts, he feels his veins getting invaded by savagery. His gaze darken up once more as it exudes from nothing less than vivid animosity and repulsion.

The tiny body facing him is now shaking out of  terror as cameramans gesture to her, forcing the young lady to stand still, holding tight to her microphone like it was her own life's personification.

❝  Don't you think you've embarrassed yourself enough for the night ?❞  Yet one more feminine voice makes its path through Seth's pounding ears, an elegant silhouette positioning itself between the threatening monster and the innocent lamb. 

At Seth's surprise Sasha Banks shows up to the kid's rescue in a chilvarious old fashion way. As the camera's still rolling, Rollins shoots her the dirtiest look he ever gave to anyone.

❝ Please, you can drop that psycho act of yours. I ain't buying any of that.❞ Unimpressed with his sinister stare - her on the opposite may actually kill somebody with one enchanting glance - she expresses her well-known disdain for the former face of the company.

❝ Oh that's right because you're so different from me. You don't wander around, stabbing people in the back, the worst intentions hidden behind a deceptive smile.❞  He retorted, slightly flustered at Banks' behavior, absolutely not used to encounter any kind of resistance these days.

He feels like the king of that wicked playground and is persuaded he will not come accross anybody worthy of being taken into consideration.

What he doesn't know however is that Sasha considerates herself as nothing less than the best thing that ever happened to the WWE, firmly decided she'll massacre any kind of competition that will rise in front of her egocentric self.

❝ You're right, I have nothing to do with someone like you.❞  She lets out with arrogance, still locking eyes with Rollins in a defying way.

❝ You see, I have goals and I'm using my brain to achieve them.

You ? You have nothing else than a consuming hatred that is driving you insane. ❞ 

Her statement is like a pistol, piercing his brain with a pernicious bullet. It ignites his revulsion as he seems lost in another land - filled with madness.

❝ That's why the spotlight should be focused on the best wrestler this company has seen in decades and the next Divas Champion, me.❞  Banks roughly grabs the microphone from the freil  young woman's hands, finally turning her attention to the camera, pointing to the key player with her soft yet lethal fingers.

Her expression bluntly changes as she appears with a mesmerizing curve to the side of her mouth, masking so effortlessly her bad intentions even Rollins barely sees throught the masquerade.

❝ Have fun being a self-destructive nobody. ❞  He can't find the words to respond as hers sound so hypnotic to him, just like a thousands of devilish mermaids were screaming  at him from the inside.

❝ Oh and by the way, I swear to God that if you lay one finger on Jojo again, it'll be the last thing your disgusting self will ever touch.❞  Isn't it quite ironic for the Devil's daughter to even evokes such an immaculate name ?

The sentence escapes through Sasha's bloody lips in one impetuous tone before she diverts, leaving one bewildered demon in the corridor.

Her delicate silhouette disappears in the cold night - as cold as her inhuman heart.

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E L E N A ;

Jojo dooon't, he's going to kill ya! I adore her too much not to put somebody out there to protect her.

No I'm kidding but I can't only show Banks inhuman side - even if it's a big part of her in this book - so I thought Jojo' s life, Jojo's adorable, Jojo will appear. Plus she's no competition to her so it makes sense.

Yaay they interacted! +Expect few other of my favs to sneak their way into this book asap.

Please let me know if this new "style" of mine - even I can't really tell if it's new or not haha- is to your liking or not, love you all. xx