I do not own WWE the Wrestlers, the Diva's or their families, all I own is the plot and the story. Hope you enjoy and please review if you would like to see more. This will be a sequel to my first ever story on Dean Ambrose, Called Retaliation, and I hope to do it Justice for all those who love WWE as much as I do. Now then on with the story...

Bold underlined – Chapter Titles/Character's Perspective

Bold Italics – Memories

Italics – Thinking (In thought)

Author's Note: Just to let ya'll know, this will be the final chapter for this story, but will continue on in my third story titled Lockdown Asylum, which will be up as soon as I can get it. Hope you enjoyed and are looking forward to see what happens next. Now then on with the finale of Darkest Hour...

Previously on Darkest Hour - "What I came to do Moxley is challenge you." Jon scoffed and then let out a laugh as his eyes flashed. "You? You want to challenge me?" He asked trying to hold in his laughter. "Did you not just see what the hell I did to Luke Harper and the Wyatt's in the ring? What makes you think that I won't do that to you?"

Rollins's eyes narrowed again as he replied in a serious tone, "Because I know your secret." That made Jon stop laughing as he stared at the architect. "What secret?" He asked acting dumb. "I got nothing to hide." "That's not what it says on your paperwork." Rollins said with a sly smile. "According to Dean's childhood records, is that you're not even supposed to exist Moxley. Want to tell me why that is?"

"Dean, I'm you're twin brother." Dean scoffed in disbelief. "Yeah right. The only sibling I ever had was my big sister Rachel. Nice try pal, but I don't have a brother."

"Dean? Come on bro wake up." Please bro, don't do this." He pleaded. "Please wake up." "Roman's calling me." Dean said looking at Jon again as his twin replied, "Dean listen to me, I didn't want to have to tell you about my existance, because I didn't want to freak you out, but now we don't have much of a choice." "What do you mean?" Dean asked. "Rollins knows about me, and he will do anything to it takes to stop me from protecting you." Dean's eyes flashed angrily. "Damn that asshole." He growled angrily. "I'll kill him."

"No." Jon said firmly. "Leave Rollins to me. I'll handle him on my own. Besides if the Wyatt's show up again, I'll have to teach them another lesson."

"Hey! Get the fuck away from him!" That of course caused Dean to immediatly start panicking. Opening his eyes wide, he caught sight of Roman standing over him with at least two or three big muscle bound dudes as well with muscles as big as Cena's. Dean's breathing began to grow heavy and fast as he flailed his arms around trying to shove the strangers away. Roman caught sight of the look of terror in Dean's eyes as he leaned in close to him. "Easy bro, easy." He said calmly. "I gotcha. Just stay calm."

Dean tried to breathe and calm himself down, but just then, he caught sight of one of the muscle head dudes pulling out a long silver needle in a tube full of crystal clear liquid, which only made the Lunatic Fringe panic even more, as flashes of his childhood flash in his mind. "No! No! No!" He screamed out in terror as his eyes focused on the needle as it came closer toward him.

NOW...

Chapter 25 - Enter the Ambrose Asylum

Roman turned at the sound of Dean's frantic yelling and balled his hand into a fist. Breathing heavily with anger and rage, he knew it was wrong, but he had had enough. Summoning all the strength he could, he laid out a massive superman punch so strong and powerful, it knocked out the muscle head dudes surrounding Dean. "I got you're back bro." The Samoan man said with a smile. "Believe that." Dean turned and smiled at his brother in arms as Roman helped him to his feet, but the moment he was standing, a wave of dizziness swept over him. His vision wavered as he fought to stay concious. "Dean? what's wrong?" Roman asked helping to stand. "You okay?"

Dean tried to answer, but the wave of dizziness was too much for him to handle, so he simply just shook his head in response, as he now began to see nothing but darkness threatening to make him to pass out no matter how hard he tried to fight it. The feeling was so intenese that he bearly heard Roman ask, "What about Seth?" Just then upon hearing Seth's name, something in Dean snapped. What was panic and fear was now replaced by anger and rage as he glanced at Roman and his hazel eyes flashed with mischief. As Roman's glazed over with concern, he reconized the switch immediately.

"Moxley?" Jon nodded as Roman helped him to stand upright as he swayed a little on his feet. "Don't worry about Seth." He said getting himself fired up. "When I'm done with him, he's not going to know what hit him." Looking around the room at the muscle headed dudes that Roman had laid out, Jon turned to his buddy and smiled. "Damn, you really know how to lay mother fuckers out." He said impressed as they both touched knuckles. "Thanks for the assist bro." Roman smiled back. "Anytime bro."

Just then the sound of the audience's applause and cheers reached them as did Seth Rollin's theme song, which sent a wave of anger through Jon's body. "Guess I better go and show Rollins who's boss around here." He said with a flash of mischeif in his eyes. "Just be careful out there." Roman said giving him a concerned yet warning look. "Try not to get yourself arressted." Jon smiled dangerously and replied, "Man, if they want to arresst me, they'll have to catch me first."

Roman laughed as Jon gave him a salute and a thumbs up just as he exited the room, which just as he did so, Roman caught sight of Stephanie heading toward him glancing at Jon as she caught sight of him. "You better hope you're little buddy doesn't do anything that could damage his reputation." She said as she turned her head toward Roman who just rolled his eyes in annoyance. "What do you want Steph?" Stephanie glared at him with an angry expression on her face as her blue eyes burned with anger. "If I were you Roman, I would learn to treat your boss with a lot more respect." Roman scoffed and rolled his eyes again as he replied, "Well I know I'm not a pampered billionaire princess, so I guess that means I'm not you Steph."

As soon as the words tumbled out of his mouth, he couldn't help but smile and wished that Dean could've been right next to him to hear it. Roman knew Dean and or Jon would've diffenatly found it hellarious. "You think your funny huh Roman?" Stephanie asked as her voice rose slightly threatening. "Well let's just see what your buddy Dean thinks of this, when I turn his match with Rollins into a steele cage match?" Roman rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Oh you think I'm kidding?" She asked. "We'll just see about that. Just for that, maybe we should add in your cousins Jimmy and Jey into it." Roman's eyes flashed as he glared at her with his blood begining to boil in rage. "If you do anything to harm my family, I promise you Steph that the next time your father decides to make an appearance on TV, I'll do to him what I did to your jackass husband."

Stephanie opened her mouth to retaliate, but Roman's eyes narrowed in anger as he got up close to her. "If anyone screws up Moxley's match tonight against Rollins, Your husband won't be the only one in the hospital, because I'll make sure I put your whole damn family there. Believe that." Stephanie's blue eyes flashed. "You and your brother are going to learn one way or another who's in charge around here Roman. Even if we have to take drastic measures then so be it." And with that she walked off, leaving Roman alone as a wave of worry now surged through him.

The crowd erupted in cheers and applause as Jon made his way out toward the ring with his theme song playing. He cast his eyes directly at Rollins as a smirk spread across his face. "Too bad you decided to challenge me Rollins." He said into the microphone as he walked up toward the ring. "Funny Moxley," Seth said simply not amused at all. "I'm not backing down from this fight." "You know that's really too bad." Jon continued. "I mean really, it's not too late to run back and hide behind your little bitches back there." He said as the crowd cheered and laughed. Seth's eyes narrowed angrily as he yelled up toward the audience, "Shut up!" Then he turned his angry gaze toward Jon again, and said in a soft tone, "Don't you want to know how and what I know about your little secret Moxley?"

That set Jon off as he worked on maintaining control over his anger. He couldn't risk anything happening to Dean. "If you want to find out how and what I know, then you'll have to beat me first." Jon smiled dangerously as he got into the ring and up to Rollins so that both men were practically nose to nose with each other. "I can wait to send your ass streight to the hospital after this." Moxley said angrily as his hazel eyes narrowed in rage and anger. "Only if you beat me first." Rollins said as he threw a cheap shot to Jon's head, which he managed to successfully doge just in time as the sound of a bell ringing surrounded the arena signaling the start of the match and the two of them went at it.

Seth ran at Moxley and immediatly went for a running enziguri, but Jon countered it with a flying clothsline catching the architect square in the mouth as he went down on the mat. the crowd cheered as Moxley gloated over Seth as he moaned and rolled around trying obviously to recover. This is almost too easy. Jon thought smiling with self satisfaction. Just as Jon finished gloating with a smirk on his face, he looked down just in time to see Rollins kick him in the jaw which sent him flying hard into the corner. Reeling Jon tried to catch his breath as he felt the wind knocked streight out of him.

Okay, or maybe not so easy. He thought as spots filled his vision and he saw Rollins jump up to his feet again. With a yell of anger, Seth came flying at him with a clothesline, but Jon managed to bearly roll out of the way at Seth collided with the metal ring post flying into it shoulder first as he yelled out in pain. Moxley raised his fist high into the air to gloat again, just then as the lights suddenly went out around the ring. Shit. He thought now with anger surging all around him as he heard the Wyatt's theme song playing. Guess Bray and his bitches didn't get the message last time. He thought. Great. This is going to get ugly real fast.

Meanwhile Roman was backstage in the dressing room pacing back and forth with worry. He wasn't worried that much about Jon handeling Seth, but what he was worried about was how the Authority was going to handle things as they always did. If Seth knows about Jon, then does that mean Hunter and Stephanie know as well? Roman thought with sudden realization surging through him. That has to be it, and if it is, then I have to find out how they know and put a stop to it. If they reveal it to the entire world, that could spell a whole lot of shit for not just Jon but for Dean too.

The Somoan man stopped pacing just then and walked out of the dressing room and down the hallway. Got to find the Authority's room. He kept silently telling himself over and over. Taking several deep breaths, he kept looking over his shoulder to make sure he wasn't being followed by anyone, he rounded the corner, until he came up to two large twin doors. This was it. The Authority's place. Time for a little breaking and entering. He thought. Now how do I do it without getting caught?

Looking around to make sure he wasn't being watched again, he noticed a silver crowbar laying off to the side along with other weapons stacked ontop of a large blue container. How convenient, and yet very suspicious. He thought as he grabbed the crowbar and very easily and carefully placed it against the lock. Wedging it as carefully as his strength would allow, he finally broke the lock off the door and it fell off in two pieces. Setting the crowbar down he drew in a deep breath and opened the door and quietly walked in, shutting the door behind him.

Once he was inside, he looked around hoping for a sign of some sort of information on Dean's past. First he went over toward Hunter's computer, and immediatly typed in Dean's name in the search engine, which of curse wouldn't tell him anything unless he put in a password. Damn! Roman thought trying to keep his anger in check. Need a fucking password. Wouldn't they have another source of information in here somewhere? Looking around, he began rummaging around inside drawers and shelves, but of course he couldn't find anything. "Great." Roman thought with a heavy sigh as he flopped down on the rolling chair in front of Hunter's desk. "What do I do now?" Just then the sound of the door opening, made the hairs on the back of Roman's neck stand on in as panic immediately began to set in. Someone was coming in. He was about to be caught!

Once the lights in the arena came back on, Jon was surprised to see the entire Wyatt Family now surrounding the ring, all with their eyes fixtated on him, but as he looked around, only one thought ran through his mind now. Where the hell was Bray? He held his ground now as Harper, Strowman, and Rowan all made their way in the ring and began to surround him like hungry rabid dogs. "Didn't you dumb asses learn your lesson the last time I whopped your asses?" He asked glaring at all three of them. "Guess not. Time for round two? Okay then let's go." He prepared for a three on one fight when suddenly the titron flickered to life and Bray's face appeared, sending waves of anger through Jon's body. Figures the damn coward can't face me like man. He thought angrily.

"Hello Dean or should I say Moxley?" Bray let out a small laugh as his brown eyes flickered. "Just to let you know, things aren't going to go right for your best friend." "What the hell do you mean?" Jon asked his voice horse with rage. "Get the fuck out here and face me like a man Bray!" Bray shook his head. "Well, you know I would love to be down there to face you Jon, but unfortunatly, I have some buisness to deal with here." The sound of swirling wind cut Bray off as he laughed and Jon caught sight of thick black vines surrounding him as his brown eyes now suddenly shifted to a menacing purplish blue, which sent shivers of fear down Jon's back. What the hell? He wondered. What the hell is he doing? "Hope you enjoy the little gift I gave you Jon." Bray said letting out a sadistic laugh. Jon's body tensed in anger as Bray continued to laugh until the Titron went black.

Roman's body tensed as he tried to look for a place to hide, but couldn't see anything as he waited for someone to spot him, but as he looked at the door now, he realized with a deep sigh that there was no one there. Letting out a breath of relief, he walked over and went to close the door, but then he felt a dark presence that sent chills of fear through him. Holding his ground and making sure he wasn't going to be attacked, he drew in a deep breath and was about to close the door when he suddenly caught sight of a tall man standing toe to toe with him wearing jeans, black boots, and a tee shirt covered in dried blood. Who the hell? Roman wondered as he looked up at the man's face and could see hazel eyes that looked dead and angry almost like a zombie, and his sandy blond hair which reminded him of Dean and Jon was cacked with dried blood. "Who the hell are you?" Roman asked. "How the hell did you get in here and past security?" The other man didn't say anything as Roman's eyes now drifted down to see him holding a large rifle as he pointed it at Roman's chest.

Jon fought his way through the Wyatt's as a surge of fear and anger ran through him. Shit. He thought as his hazel eyes snapped with rage. How the hell is he back? He wondered with a growl as he tore out of the ring and ran up the ramp toward the stage and backstage. So that's Bray's plan is it? He thought. To mess with me and Dean some more by doing some dark magic shit? Just then a loud sound erupted throughout the entire building like a gunshot being fired. As he continued running through the hallway, pushing past several other superstars in his way, he followed the sound of the gunshot's being fired until he saw something that made his heart stop dead in his chest.

He came up to the Authority's room, where he could see Roman falling backward with blood spraying from his chest. "ROMAN!" Jon shouted in horror as he ran over toward his fallen brother. Crashing down on his knees beside Roman, Jon immediatly began putting his hands over Roman's wound on his chest in a vain attempt to stop the gushing blood, as Roman looked up at him with his brown eyes full of shock and pain. Oh god no! Jon thought trying not to panic and stay calm. Was he going to die? He didn't want to think about what would happen if Roman died.

He fought the tears that blurred his vision as he looked up and stared up face to face at the man he thought he'd never see again. "Hello son." The man said in a deep voice as Jon growled in anger. "I didn't appriciate being killed by you Dean." Jon smirked as his hazel eyes flashed and an immediate wave of dizziness suddenly swept over him. No! he thought. Come on Dean not now! He cried out telepathically hoping Dean would hear him. It's not safe bro please don't take over now! Jon tried to fight against the darkness that threatened to overwhelm him as the last thing he saw was his father's rifle aimed at him right between his eyes.

The rifle and his father was the first thing that Dean saw when He felt the dizziness pass and he realized he was back in control over his body again. His first instinct was to run, but then as he felt something wet and sticky between his fingers and gasped in horror as he looked down. "No, Roman." Immediatly thoughts and flashes of Rachel shot through his mind and he had to do everything in his body to stay calm. If he lost control and went into a panic attack, he knew that it would be the end of everything. Not just Roman, but him and Jon. "Got any last words to say there son?" His father asked as Dean drew in a shaky breath. He couldn't let his father see him scared and wrecked with panic. "Yeah just one," Dean said trying to keep his voice calm and strong. "Fuck you."

He swallowed a shallow breath of fear as he heard the click of the gun and he knew his father was about to pull the trigger on him at any given second. "Like the present I gave you?" Just then he heard Bray's voice as the Eater of Worlds now appeared out of nowhere and stood beside Dean as he tried not to flinch in fear as he looked down at Roman, who started to cough up blood. "This is all apart of your plan?" Dean asked now looking up at Bray just in time to see his now purplish blue eyes glow supernaturally. "What the hell are you Bray?" Bray let out a laugh.

"Don't you get it Dean? I'm not human. My family and are not human. We're demons." Demons? Dean tried to shake off the feeling of fear that coursed through him as he now saw the rest of the Wyatt's now appeared and they all circled around him. "Don't worry Dean, you'll be seeing your sister very soon." Bray said with a laugh as Dean turned his head back toward his father again and the last thing he heard was the sound of a gunshot ringing out followed by a blanket of darkness covering his vision.

TOO BE CONTINUED...Well, I hate to end it here, but I felt that this was a good way to end the second story. I know that Retaliation is not quite yet done, but I promise I will get continuing on it as soon as possible, but for now, be on the lookout for my third story Lockdown Asylum, which will decide Roman and Dean's fate's. Will They live or is this it for the Brothers in arms? Tune in for Lockdown Asylum to find out, which will be up as soon as I can get. Hope you enjoyed Darkest Hour, and as always please review!