Mind Over Body

[Chloe]

Static cut through a promotional video for Summer Slam. It was replaced by an image of a pair of solid black boots. A hand covered in a black glove lifted a camera from the floor to reveal Seth Rollins. He stared into the lens and gave a small grin before beginning to speak.

Seth Rollins: So the all mighty, world conquering Triple H is coming out of hiding to put an end to The Shield. Sounds nice, doesn't? Sadly, there isn't a single man or any type of force for that matter, that can put an end to this. And don't be confused. Triple H isn't here to prove how dominate he truly is. Triple H is here because he's afraid. I could see it in his eyes, in the way he walked, I could practically smell it. He was afraid we were going to hurt his little friend Syxx and more importantly he was terrified that we were going to hurt his wife.

Rollins rubbed a pair of finger along his jaw line.

Seth Rollins: I have to admit, his wife throws a nice little punch. Not every ladylike at all. And certainly not the way someone in her position should act. We all thought she was just going to sit behind her desk like an obedient dog and tremble. But she saw fit to try and stand up to our cause. But she found out last week that she couldn't even slow us down. Just like Randy Orton when we shattered his spine and I saw that look of complete desperation in his eyes.

Rollins had a morbid expression of pleasure on his face.

Seth Rollins: That exact same look Triple H is going to give me when I'm staring down at his own beaten, useless body. He's already taken himself out. Because I can say something like...

He cupped a hand over his mouth and whispered.

Seth Rollins: We're coming after your wife. ...And those beads of sweat already start forming. His palms get damp. Terror starts sinking in and I've already won. Because he knows well enough by now, like everyone else, that when we say we're going to do something...it happens. So here is another guarantee...

Rollins eyes began to tighten.

Seth Rollins: Triple H sealed his own fate by getting involved and not staying away. Monday night he's going to finally answer for every sorrid, vile, filthy atrocity he's ever committed. The Game is going to end and every waking moment for him afterwords is going to be a nightmare. Believe and believe in The Shield...

Another burst of static ended the scene