Chapter 1

                                    

                                          
 The camera shifted in my hands, snapping me out of the focus induced daze I had been set in. 
                          
The cheering of the crowd faded back into my subconscious and I began snapping photos, the flash gently lit up the ring. 
                          
It was Monday night raw, and the Wyatt Family was fighting the Shield in a tag-team match. 
                          
It had been quite a sight, Seth and Roman at the side of the ring while Luke and Dean fought it out. 
                          
Erick was in the opposite corner while Bray still stay seated in his rocking chair, his sly and mysterious demeanour surprising me. 
                          
As a beaten up Dean slapped Seth's hand, My focus went on Bray, who slowly got up from his chair and strided up to the ring. 
                          
Suddenly, a large thud broke the daze I had been in again and I realized Harper had just drop kicked Seth on the left side of his face. 
                          
"Goddamn it" I mumbled to myself. 
                          
I had already missed enough good shots. 
                          
Soon, I had found a pair of light blue eyes following me, of whom were Mr. Ambrose's. 
                          
He was simply taking a break, glaring at me. 
                          
When Bray finally arrived at the ring, Luke tapped his hand with a wild grin on his face. 
                          
Bray strided to Seth, who was already on the ground, pulled him up in the middle of the ring, and bounced from cable to cable, until he jumped and (mimicking Roman's signature move) performed the Spear.
                          
Seth flew across the ring, nearly slipping out of it. 
                          
He was out cold but Bray had no interest in pinning him. 
                          
Instead, he grabbed Seth and pulled him onto his lap, using his hair as the grip. 
                          
He locked his head in the crook of his elbow and laughed maniacally.
                          
"God, he's a lunatic." I again mumbled to myself.
                          
I took a photo, and the flash unwillingly attracted Brays eyes to me.
                          
He looked directly at me, his piercing blue eyes seeing right through my pale ones. 
                          
He stopped laughing and a buzzed look crossed his face, one of complete realization and confusion. 
                          
I of course, not wanting anything to do with this psycho guy, gave an unconvincing act in which I didn't notice, but of course I was aware that he knew I had spotted him and he had spotted me directly. 
                          
In this distracted time of his, Seth slowly crawled his hand to the edge of the ring to tag Roman in. 
                          
Roman quietly sprinted over to Bray and curb stomped his head into the ground, making me jump. 
                          
Luckily, when I jumped I took a photo of the contact between the mat and Bray's head, however gruesome my good luck may be. 
                          
Bray flicked Seth's body away and slowly stood up. 
                          
He growled an inhuman sound that could be heard anywhere in the arena. 
                          
He wobbled around to see Roman, and swung an absolute madness induced punch. 
                          
However, Roman easily ducked and sweeped Brays feet from under him. 
                          
He hit the mat with a loud thud that made me jump again and doubt the secures on the ring. 
                          
Bray regained his feet once again and started laughing. 
                          
He ran and rammed Roman into the post, punching him.
                          
I heard the crowd roar "1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9.." And by then the ref was screaming. 
                          
Bray led him and threw him into the cables, Romans body bouncing into Brays arms. 
                          
Bray pulled him back, kissed his head and performing his signature, Sister Abigail.
                          
While pinning Roman, Dean suddenly hopped into the ring, kicking Bray off of him. 
                          
Startled, Erick jumped in to take down Dean, but ended up getting picked up and slammed down by the astonishingly strong smaller man. 
                          
It was breathtaking, Harper and Seth fought on the side of the ring. 
                          
Erick, Bray and Roman laid inside the ring. 
                          
The crowd was going completely insane. 
                          
Dean made the smart choice to pin Erick, for a less likely kick out. 
                          
The crowd cheered along with the ref.
                          
"ONE, TWO, THREE!" 
                          
The crowd roared louder than the Shields theme, displaying their victory. 
                          
The three stood together, hands in a three way fist as Dean whispered something to each of them, leading them to look at me while I took photos. 
                          
When it cut to commercial, they moved up the ramp while I traveled up the second aisle to hopefully capture some more behind-the-scenes shots. 
                          
I sat down on a bench by the locker rooms and looked through my camera to pick out the good shots. 
                          
Suddenly, I felt someone sit next to me and being the nobody I was, decided to ignore it. 
                          
Then, another mass sat next to me and ignoring it became a struggle.
                          
Finally, I jumped when a low-toned voice whispered from behind me.
                          
"Boo."