Ten minutes till the main event of Wrestlemania. You were main eventing, you would've never believed you'd be where you are today, starting in this business as a kid, now you were grown and knew so much more than you thought you would. Being one of the youngest members back then you were like everyone else, terrified of The Brothers of Destruction, you weren’t their normal target but they did acknowledge you and even took a liking. Now, you had them as bodyguards, well... the public saw them as your bodyguards, the talented wrestler who was almost untouchable with they're big dogs always around them.

The public didn't need to know what went on behind closed doors, no one did other than you and your boys. The two men stood outside your bus, like the dogs (puppies) they were and you soon exit the bus, as you walk The Undertaker and Kane immediately follow suit behind, they were protective- wait, no. Obsessed. Yes, Obsessed, possessive, addicted, territorial. They never wanted you out of their site but when they had to let you they would definitely fuss about it, not a fan of letting their prized possession be vulnerable and unprotected, anything could happen when they weren't there, they wouldn't risk it.