WITHOUT A DOUBT
MAY 8, 2017
MINNEAPOLIS, MINNESOTA
WARFARE CAMERAS
The lights in the arena dimmed as Warfare was off to a strong start. The EBWF Universe sat on the edge of their seats to see who was about to come out just as, "Sick Of It" by Skillet blasted onto the sound system. In unison, the EBWF Universe erupted in boos as the EBWF World Champion, PJ Black walked out on the stage. With a smug look on his face and the EBWF World Championship strapped around his waist, Black walked down the ramp slowly in his faded jeans and his own "DAREWOLF" t-shirt. His long black hair was held back by a black and white bandana.
Black paid no attention to the fans as he rounded the corner and headed up the steel steps. He walked the apron, taking in all the displease from the EBWF Universe. Black entered into the ring with the swagger that has been with him since first winning the EBWF Path to Glory Championship and then going on to capture the EBWF World Championship. He walked over to Christy and signaled for the microphone. She handed it off without any problem.
Black waited in the center of the ring while the EBWF Universe continued to boo the EBWF World Champion. Finally the crowd simmered down enough for PJ to start.
He smirked as the Universe disagreed with him vocally.
Black lowered the microphone as he chuckled to himself.
Black paused for a second, thinking that the EBWF Universe was going to chime in again. Instead, he shrugged at their silence and continued.
Black looked around for a second before continuing.
He gave his signature smirk as he looked out into the Universe. Who once again had begun to rain down the boos on the champion.
Black stabbed his own chest with his finger as he stared into the camera.
He shook his head as the words continued to pour out of his mouth.
He shrugged his shoulders as he looked around and asked the question to the EBWF Universe.
Again, Black chuckled to himself.
He took a breath as he paused.
He pointed down to the mat as he looked forward into the camera.
Black stared silently into the camera for a second before, "Sick Of It" blast on the sound system once again. Black dropped the microphone on the mat and turned to exit the ring. The EBWF Universe continued to boo the EBWF World Champion, but later on, would there boo for him, or boo for AJ more?
Black paid no attention to the fans as he rounded the corner and headed up the steel steps. He walked the apron, taking in all the displease from the EBWF Universe. Black entered into the ring with the swagger that has been with him since first winning the EBWF Path to Glory Championship and then going on to capture the EBWF World Championship. He walked over to Christy and signaled for the microphone. She handed it off without any problem.
Black waited in the center of the ring while the EBWF Universe continued to boo the EBWF World Champion. Finally the crowd simmered down enough for PJ to start.
"Can this guy be stopped?!"
Simple answer. No."
He smirked as the Universe disagreed with him vocally.
Now there's more names on that list if you want to go back to the last time that I didn't have gold around my waist. I mean, let's think about that... When was it?
Hell I don't know, so I can't expect any of you to remember. The fact of the matter is this. For all of 2016. I was champion. For all of 2017 so far. I have been champion. I think the world would end if I wasn't a champion anymore. Seriously.
Planes would fall out of the sky. Time would stand still. Looters would be rioting in the street. It's would be complete anarchy."
Black lowered the microphone as he chuckled to himself.
There's no body. And I mean NO BODY, that can take this championship from me.
Alex Riley? If you really think that this man is a contender for my championship, than you more of a joke than he is. See Riley, he doesn't takes this business seriously. He thinks that this company is a secret hideout for him and his little groupies. The Varsity Club?
I mean seriously, Dig 'Em and Tony the Tiger threaten to sue you if you took "The Breakfast Club"?
Regardless your name. Regardless how many people that you have on your payroll to hang out with you. The result will be the same as each and every other contender that has stepped in front of me for almost a year and a half. You will lose. I will win. And I'll move on to the next contender.
That is your fate when you step into the ring with me Alex Riley. It's the same fate that the smug, snake in the grass, has-been loser, AJ Styles, has in store for himself tonight."
Black paused for a second, thinking that the EBWF Universe was going to chime in again. Instead, he shrugged at their silence and continued.
AJ Styles, he's a bottom feeding, kiss-ass that'll do whatever it takes to make it. No matter who he had to stab in the back to get there.
Oh, I'm not the only guy that AJ's used, stepped on, thrown to the side. No, there is countless people in that locker room, many of them that I don't get alone with, that AJ has tossed to the side after he's done using them to benefit himself.
But you've all seen the show and have watched everything that AJ Styles has done in his career here in EBWF."
Black looked around for a second before continuing.
Now, I wish that I could have been the one to pin him. Even just to solidify my championship reign a little more. But all in all, he lost the match, I survived and I become the new EBWF World Champion. I might not have pinned you in the chamber AJ. But in the record books, it's going to read this, "PJ Black beat AJ Styles, Chris Jericho, Jimmy Havoc, Alex Riley, and Cesaro.
I don't write the record books. I just break all the records."
He gave his signature smirk as he looked out into the Universe. Who once again had begun to rain down the boos on the champion.
But that fortitude beat Samoa Joe at WrestleMania. That fortitude just beat Randy Orton at Aftermath.
I've been put through the ringer time and time again. But not matter how many times I get knocked down. Now matter how many times it looks like I'm going to get beat. I get the job done AJ.
I find a way and I make sure that I'm the one left standing once the bell rings. Me, AJ. Not anyone else. Me."
Black stabbed his own chest with his finger as he stared into the camera.
I get put to the test each and every time that I step foot out in that ring AJ. And each time, I pass."
He shook his head as the words continued to pour out of his mouth.
Where the HELL have you been?!
Where AJ? Everyone wants to know because you've said time and time again that you're the man that is the best in this company. You said that you'd all be in the main event picture. But where have you been AJ?
Ever since Mania, when you loss you chance to challenge me for the World Championship to Randy Orton, you've gone off again. We know you're not off doing movies. At least I haven't heard of any movies featuring soccer moms. I mean, you can all correct me if I'm wrong, but seriously AJ.
Where?"
He shrugged his shoulders as he looked around and asked the question to the EBWF Universe.
I've been here each and every week, listening to these people hate on me. I've been listening to all the boos from them. I've been listening to all the bullshit that spews from every single challenger that I've come up against. I've been here dominating this company.
I've been here, becoming the "Longest Reigning, and Unbeaten, Undisputed Path to Glory Champion in the History of EBWF and the CURRENT, Soon to Be, Longest Reigning and Defending, Undisputed World Champion in the History of EBWF. EVER."
Woo, that's a mouthful. I might have to hire Paul Heyman."
Again, Black chuckled to himself.
Greater than you AJ. Greater than Samoa Joe. And even Greater than Randy Orton.
See, these aren't just words coming out of my mouth AJ. These are proven facts. Everyone that I just names over, I know that I'm greater because in some way or another, I've beaten them.
I've stepped into this ring and I went toe to toe with them and I beat them. One, two, three... Right here in this ring.
On the biggest stage of them all, I came out to this ring for my first title defense against Samoa Joe. Everyone counted me out. Joe counted me out. All these people counted me. I bet even you counted me out, AJ. Of course you did, you may be a little slow to the party, but you're not a complete moron. You don't when to follow the herd.
But no matter how many people counted me out. At WrestleMania, I beat Joe. Some say I survived Joe, but either way, I won. I held on to the EBWF World Championship when everyone thought that I was going to lose. I did that."
He took a breath as he paused.
That's right, I've wrestled Randy Orton countless times now and I've got that "predator" figured out. I RKOed Randy Orton straight into the mat and it felt... Amazing.
Then, just like I'm going to do to you tonight AJ, I climbed up the turnbuckle and once again, I left Randy breathless laying in this ring."
He pointed down to the mat as he looked forward into the camera.
This may not be a "big match" tonight, but my moniker will still live true tonight when I beat you AJ.
Once I pin you in this ring tonight, everyone will know that I truly deserve this EBWF World Champion because I will have pinned you. I will have beaten you.
There won't be any doubt because of someone else eliminating you. There won't be any doubt because of it not being a one-on-one match. Not AJ, tonight, after I beat you in this ring. I will prove to you, with out a doubt, I am better than you in every sense of the word.
I'm a better wrestler than you. I'm a better high-flyer than you. I'm a better champion than you.
But most of all, I'm a better man than you."
Black stared silently into the camera for a second before, "Sick Of It" blast on the sound system once again. Black dropped the microphone on the mat and turned to exit the ring. The EBWF Universe continued to boo the EBWF World Champion, but later on, would there boo for him, or boo for AJ more?
