It was Tuesday morning, and we were still down in Detroit for Smackdown tonight. I woke with a massive hangover and didn't remember much from the night before, only that I had danced with Paige, which was an absolute dream come true. The rest of the night however was a blur, and my head was killing me after all that alcohol I had. And for some strange reason I noticed had a bandage on my hand, and my neck felt very sore.

Jonathan? Hey Johnny boy? How you doing man?

I sat up and rubbed my head, trying to wake up slowly.

Ugh don't ask, I feel like crap Dean

Yeah, so do I man, that was one crazy night last night

I wanna say 'tell me about it' but I honestly don't remem...

KNOCK KNOCK ''Housekeeping?''

''Not today lady'' I yelled out in a grumpy mood as I slowly stood up to stretch. That's when I noticed a folded up piece of paper on the dresser with my name on it. Immediately I walked over and picked it up....

Couldn't wake you buddy, you were so out of it,

so we headed on early down to the gym by the arena for a workout. We should be in catering by lunchtime if you're up to it, if not, I guess we'll catch you sometime before the show.

Take care man,

Roman and Seth.

I chucked the note to one side, showered and quickly got dressed.

I was at the arena within the hour after I sluggishly paid the taxi driver, before heading off to catering where I'd sit and wait for Roman and Seth.

I felt like crap still, but I knew seeing the boys would cheer me up. More than that though, I wanted to see Paige again too.

I could smell all the food as soon as the lift doors to catering opened up, and immediately my stomach began to rumble so I hurried along.

I walked in, and the first person I saw was Bray. He was sitting over at a table in the back, with both Harper and Rowan by his side.

Suddenly, everything from last night came flooding back to me, right down to the very last detail. I remembered now how my hand got injured, and how my brothers Seth and Roman came to my defence. I also remember Bray slinging me into a pile of rubbish, and I remembered Paige, my beautiful snow queen Paige, and how she had looked after me and brought me back to my hotel room before bandaging me up. But most of all, I remembered what that leech Bray was saying in the dark alley as he tried to take advantage of her.

Suddenly all I could see was...RED!

Enraged, I immediately made my way between the aisle of tables, pushing aside chair after chair as I stormed my way towards The Wyatts. When I finally reached Brays table, I stood glaring down at him like the devil himself.

''Oh look'' Bray chuckled, not even glancing up from his food ''...one of the hounds got lose''

Harper and Rowan immediately began laughed at Brays comment, and I felt my hands balling into a fist as I glared at them both as well.

''How's the hand Ambrose?'' Luke chuckled, and I was about to lunge at him when Bray suddenly spoke.

''You lost boy?'' he asked, looking up from his food now.

I leaned over the table levelling my gaze directly with his, wanting him to know I wasn't intimidated by him, and that the next words to come out of my mouth were to be taken dead seriously...

''You're to stay away from Paige, you hear me Bray? SHE'S NOT YOURS FOR THE TAKING!'' I snarled down at him.

Bray slowly pushed his food aside and glared up at me ''you meddling in my affairs Ambrose?'' he said in a calm sinister voice.

''She's not your 'affair' Bray, and I ain't meddling, I'm telling you to back off''

Bray slowly stood up from his chair and looked at me dead on...''or what Dean?'' he said, lowering his voice with a sick smile on his face ''you know they'll only send you right back where you came from''

I looked at him, but his expression gave nothing away.

Was that me hearing things again? Was all that alcohol frying my brain? Or did Bray know something...

Suddenly my defensive anger took over, and I flipped Bray's plate of food causing it to go absolutely everywhere! I then turned ran out of catering as fast as I could.

You need to cool it Johnny Boy!

He knows Dean! I don't know how he knows, but he does. And he's gonna use it to try and get close to Paige.

Then you need to be smart! You can't go round flipping plates of food in anger alright, the less people know the better man.

I sighed, and banged my good fist against the wall.

Just then, an idea came to mind....Hey Dean?

Yeah?

I got an idea, but I need your help buddy

What's on your mind?

The idea was to call out Bray tonight in front of the entire WWE Universe and expose him as a fraud.

You call yourself a 'God' Bray, well tonight you're gonna have to prove it...and it was all gonna start with me doing a wicked shoot promo.

*****

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My brothers and I made our way down the arena steps with our game faces on. We meant business tonight, because we had a score to settle.

I looked round, and immediately began feeding off the energy of the crowd. They were wild down here in Rock City, and me Roman and Seth were loving every minute of it.

Once down the steps, I quickly grabbed a mic from one of the ring attendees...do your thing Dean.

''Detroit City whassup!'' I smiled, putting on that ''crazy'' face people loved so much now.

The crowd immediately got into chanting ''Ambrose! Ambrose! Ambrose! Ambrose!''

I grinned widely, then my face grew serious...

''WWE Universe, I got a problem maybe you can help me out with...what do you call someone who claims to be something they're not?''

The crowd immediately began cheering all kinds of words for me, and I smiled as I just loved getting them riled up like this.

I turned to Roman who raised his mic and said ''Fake?''

''Nah, that's not it man'' I responded with a grin.

''Attention seeker?'' Seth piped up.

''Nah bro, well it could be'' I chuckled ''but the word I'm actually looking for is...FRAUD''

The crowd ooohhd and aahhdd as if suddenly getting the picture as to what was going down tonight.

''You see, there's someone in that locker room back there who claims to be something he's not. He manipulates, he bullies, but most of all he lies. He's lied to each and every one of you since the day he stepped foot in WW.! He claims to be a God....but all I see is a false prophet wannabe martyr''

The crowd ooohhddd loudly again, which fed my energy even more as I was absolutely in my role now.

''So Bray Wyatt, why don't you get your hillbilly ass out here and show these people what you can do!'' I demanded.

The crowd went ballistic when the lights in the arena suddenly went out! And I stood watching alongside my brothers as the usual fireflies from the crown lit up the all-round me. But rather than hear The Wyatt's theme music start, our attention was redirected to the large TV screen above the gorilla which suddenly flickered on.

Myself Seth and Roman, along with the audience all turned and looked up at the monitor to see the Wyatt's looking down at us. I noticed Eric had on some kind of weird rabbit mask I'd never seen before, Luke too as they both stood motionlessly in a dark smoke-filled room next to their leader Bray. As for Bray himself, he just wore his usual sinister smile.

''Really Bray? You can't even grace your adoring followers with your presence? You're a joke'' I mocked at him.

Bray began to laugh that twisted laugh of his...

''Well come on God '' I continued taunting ''...show us what it is you can do. How about parting the seas or something? Or making the heavens open? Maybe even a little divine intervention?'' I smiled and took a step closer...''or, instead of trying to convince everyone you're a God Bray, why don't you just come on down to the arena and prove you're a MAN''

The audience ripped up the Little Cesar's arena with loud cheers and hollers after my promo. But I meant every word of it. And Bray knew it too...

He began to laugh again in the smoky dank room he was stood in ''...you know, I always say there's something so special about the essence of human emotion'' he said ''a laugh can be so sweet, a teardrop so sad...but fear? Aaaahhh ha ha ah ha ha...FEAR is the only emotion you can't bounce back from man. You can always wipe that tear from your eye, that smile from your face, even erase anger from your heart. But fear lives forever man'' he smiled down at me.

''You see Dean, when me and my family crushed your little debut last week, I bet what you thought you were feeling was anger, but no man...that was fear'' he smiled again ''You fear what you don't understand. You turn everything into a joke because you're scared to face the unknown. But fear has no boundaries boys and neither do I. I am a God Dean, and I...fear... NOTHING!''

Bray then looked pointedly into the camera to deliver his next statement...

''So at Las Vegas Nevada, two weeks from Sunday, I Bray Wyatt challenge the brothers of The Shield to face myself, Harper and Rowan in a first ever 'Family vs Family' match at Battleground....RUN!!''

The crowd cheered the loudest I had ever heard them over the setup of the match, as the monitor flicked off, and the arena was once again filled with light.

I could feel everyone's eyes on me as I stood centred in the middle of the ring with the mic to my lips...

And with two simple words to close the show, I smiled and said ''Challenge accepted''

There was the obvious onscreen battle that the WWE Universe could see and participate in on social media, but there was a bigger war brewing backstage that no one else knew about...the war between love and hate. And at the source stood one so innocent, one I would I fight tooth and nail to protect as long as I'm alive. One who I would break every bone in my body if I had to just to keep out of harm's way...Paige.

My sweet Snow White, my angel, my glampire queen. I may not be built like a warrior doll, not like Roman and other big guys. And I may not have the skill and agility like Seth does. But boy did I have heart and soul. The kind strong enough to carry us into battle, and help us win that war. I didn't need ammunition, I just needed her. She was my secret weapon, and I was...well, the custard to her pie apparently, ha ha, and maybe one day if I visit the UK, I'll find out what that actually means.

But for now, with the battle of Family vs Family so close, she was the love in my heart to keep me going to the bitter end.