REALLY
AUGUST 14, 2017
PHOENIX, ARIZONA
WARFARE CAMERAS
PJ Black stood backstage in front of the monitors as Warfare rolled on. He shook his head as he watched his former challenger, Enzo Amore, compete in his tag-team match. He turned his head to the camera and looked confused.
Black turned his whole body to the camera as he outstretched his arms.
He shrugged his shoulders as he continued.
He shook his head as smirk grew on his face.
He rolled his eyes as he remember back a month ago.
He took a deep breath as he paused.
Black quickly turned around and yanked down the EBWF logo that hung on the wall behind him. He held it up to the camera.
He tossed the logo to the side.
As he finished, he gave one last look at the camera as he turned back around and continued to watch Warfare as it unfolded.
And now, here we are this week, taking a long strip back to 2012. Or wait, is it 2015? Whichever one of those years The Miz really thought that he was relevant in this business because he held the EBWF World Championship. A feat that I'll give him credit for, he got the belt before me. But honestly Miz, no one remember 2012. And the only thing that people still to this day remember about 2015 is what happened at the end of 2015.
Yeah, yeah. I know, you were the EBWF World Champion at the end of 2015, sure, but that's not it. See, the only relevant thing that happened in 2015 that is still being talked about today is me winning the EBWF Path to Glory Championship. The start of what we have before us right now."
Black turned his whole body to the camera as he outstretched his arms.
Path to Glory Champion. All of 2016 as champion. Last to be eliminated in the Royal Rumble. Survived 5 guys in the Elimination Chamber. Destroyed the "Destroyer" Samoa Joe.
Do you see what I'm getting at Miz?"
He shrugged his shoulders as he continued.
That's me winning.
I beat you. I beat Sami Zayn. I beat you and Sami Zayn at once. Orton, Styles, Joe, Riley, Enzo... I've beaten them all after they came out and tried to discredit me and everything that I have done in this business.
But I get it, I'm not liked around here. Hell, I might be the most hated guy in this locker room. I see it every time I show up to the arena. It's not lost on me. Everyone from Wes Ikeda at the top to Herbert the weekend janitor, they all hate me."
He shook his head as smirk grew on his face.
Look at Edge. You think the great, future Hall of Famer would you know, have a little class and compete in a match that he earned, right? No, instead, he went off and gave his title shot away like a coward little puppy he is. No wonder Trish left him. He's only half a man, and that's when he's teaming with Randy Orton."
He rolled his eyes as he remember back a month ago.
I'll foil his plans at SummerSlam just like I did Enzo's at Sacrifice, but that's then. Tonight, it's about you and me, Miz, and whatever this little historic past we have.
Call it what you will, but when you dig down deep enough Miz, you and I, we're a lot alike. Oh no, I'm going to get in trouble for that comparison, but it's the truth. Miz, when you started out, you were that annoying housemate on The Real World. The annoying wrestling fanboy who grew up and got his dreams. You made a name for yourself. You aligned with some sketchy people. But all-in-all, you've managed to stick around, unlike a few of your former stable mates. Minus the reality show, you and I, we're the same. I grew up wanted to be a wrestler. Like it or not, I made a name for myself. I was aligned with some off the wall people, Heath Slater. And look around, I'm here, he's not. Miz, you're here, Styles isn't. Dibiase isn't. Alex Riley, we all wish he wasn't.
Now our paths took us different ways and sure, they crossed a few times, but both paths got us to where we wanted to be and that's the top of the mountain. Your time at the top was a few years ago which everyone has already forgotten about, while mine is here and now. And in the here and now, you Miz, you're nothing. You're nothing more than a footnote that is the World Championship history books. It's going to show that you were around. It's going to show that you stuck around. But it's also going to show that you lost your stop at the top of the mountain and fell all the way back to the bottom. Which is where you're going to stay.
See, there's not going to be any building yourself back up at my expense. Oh no, not on my life. Miz, I know I can beat you, I've done it countless times. Do I think you can beat me? Sure, everyone has their lucky moments. Look at Enzo and Havoc. But lucky moments or not, beat me tonight or not, the fact of the matter is this. At the end of the night, I'm still going to be EBWF World Champion. I'm still going go on to defend my title against Jimmy Havoc at SummerSlam, where honestly, I'm still going to walk out champion."
He took a deep breath as he paused.
PJ Black is the EBWF World Champion. PJ Black is the face of this company. PJ Black has turned this company upside down. It hasn't been Jimmy Havoc. It hasn't been The Miz. It hasn't been Enzo Amore. No, it's been me, PJ Black, that has taken this company by the balls and squeezed. I tightened my grip and I made this company my bitch."
Black quickly turned around and yanked down the EBWF logo that hung on the wall behind him. He held it up to the camera.
He tossed the logo to the side.
From this day forward, EBWF is mine. Do you hear me? It belongs to me.
If some scared washed up has-been can go around and change things, then you best damn bet I'm going to do the same, and tonight, it's all going to start with you Miz. Tonight, it's all going to start with me finally put a end to this little dance we've been doing and finally shutting you the hell up.
All your offhanded comments. All the snide remarks. All of it, it's done. After tonight Miz, you're going to finally realize that you will never beat me. You couldn't a few years ago. You couldn't last year. You're not going to tonight. And you never will in an future matches we have. I will forever be the thorn in your side that you can't pull out.
And then I'll move onto Havoc and I will shut him up. And I'll move onto the next one. Then the one after that. And the one after that. I will keep on going just like Energizer Bunny because this is my time. This is my championship. But most of all, this is my company."
As he finished, he gave one last look at the camera as he turned back around and continued to watch Warfare as it unfolded.
READY TO PLAY
AUGUST 14,2017
PHOENIX, ARIZONA
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The pop of the lights was heard as all the lights in the arena went out. The tron flickered to life just as the words...
The tron flashed with The Miz's titan tron as the clicking of cameras and the flashes of bulbs could be heard of the sound system. The EBWF Universe, with mixed reaction, jumped to the feet just as..
The words echoed through the arena as everyone awaited the arrival of The Miz. However as "I Came to Play" blasted onto the sound system, The Miz wasn't the Superstar to walk out on the Warfare stage. Instead, with the EBWF World Championship strapped around his waist, PJ Black walked out on the stage with a big smile on his face. With a microphone in hand, the music stopped and Black listened as the EBWF Universe showered him with boos. The smug look on his face never left as he raised the microphone up to his lips and raised his hand.
He paused as the Universe didn't listen to him and continued to boo him.
The crowd continued to boo, now at PJ's remarks.
He stood on the stage and soaked in the boos as the continued.
The crowd erupted again from their silence into another loud series of boos.
Black chuckled at his own joke even thought the EBWF Universe did now.
Black held up one finger into the air.
Black shuddered at that thought. He then shook it loose and held up a second finger.
He paused for a second as he looked out on the EBWF Universe.
With that said, PJ dropped the microphone onto the stage as, "Sick Of It" by Skillet blasted onto the sound system. The EBWF Universe once again rained PJ Black with loud boos as he turned and walked back into the backstage area.
The tron flashed with The Miz's titan tron as the clicking of cameras and the flashes of bulbs could be heard of the sound system. The EBWF Universe, with mixed reaction, jumped to the feet just as..
The words echoed through the arena as everyone awaited the arrival of The Miz. However as "I Came to Play" blasted onto the sound system, The Miz wasn't the Superstar to walk out on the Warfare stage. Instead, with the EBWF World Championship strapped around his waist, PJ Black walked out on the stage with a big smile on his face. With a microphone in hand, the music stopped and Black listened as the EBWF Universe showered him with boos. The smug look on his face never left as he raised the microphone up to his lips and raised his hand.
He paused as the Universe didn't listen to him and continued to boo him.
I get it.. I get it. Freedom of speech right? Well enjoy that while you still have it."
The crowd continued to boo, now at PJ's remarks.
He stood on the stage and soaked in the boos as the continued.
See, there's a few more things that I want to get off my chest about this match tonight. Now I know what you all are thinking. You're wondering if The Miz beats me tonight, will he get a title shot at SummerSlam? Am I right?
Well he won't. Not that I wouldn't give him a shot. I mean, a match against The Miz, that's a walk in the park for me. If I wanted the easy victory, then of course I'd make the match. But unfortunately for The Miz, Edge no longer has the number one contendership to just give away and Jimmy Havoc.. Well Jimmy Havoc still believe that he's the best in this company right now because he's dominated a dead division that no one has cared about since Heath and I brought it back from extinction. But if I knew how sorry and sad the division would have become, I wouldn't have fought to get the EBWF Tag-Team Championship back into circulation. But the past is the past, and Jimmy Havoc, I've got you at SummerSlam.
Tonight however, I've got you Miz. For the four billionth time, I will compete against The Miz and for the four billionth time, I will once again, beat The Miz."
The crowd erupted again from their silence into another loud series of boos.
However this time, hopefully, I will finally shut The Miz up once and for all and I can start competing some new and fresher talent.
But don't fear, just because the match is boring. Just because you're going to hear The Miz yammer on and on about me being boring. Talking about how I put you all asleep, yadda yadda yadda. I promise you, after it's all said and done. We can move past this. We can prepare for SummerSlam, and we can all enjoy the rest of August. Unless you live in Guam, then you're going to be enjoying the inside of your houses for a while. But for now, here in this fire pit you call a state, we're okay. Sure, we can roll down the car windows and make some s'mores, but at least we have air conditioning right?"
Black chuckled at his own joke even thought the EBWF Universe did now.
Tonight, it's going to be just like those YouTube videos. Only difference being that I'm going to holding the EBWF World Championship and not the Path to Glory Championship. The outcome however, it'll be just the same as it's always been. I'm going to beat you. You're going to lose. And The Brandy Bunch will still run down those stairs.
Because against your best efforts. Despite how much you really want to beat me there's two things going against you."
Black held up one finger into the air.
Black shuddered at that thought. He then shook it loose and held up a second finger.
So before you think that we're on a level playing field, just remember this Miz. All the times I beat you, I did it because I was better. Since then, I've only gotten better. So, since you couldn't get the job done back then, what makes you think you can get the job done now. Especially after sitting on the sidelines for months being Alex Riley's little bitch. Do you think all the time getting Riley his coffee, you had time to train. Sure, you might not have any ring rust, but that doesn't mean you bettered yourself. Between running Riley's errands and having a circle jerk with The Varsity Club, how long did you really have to spend time in the gym? I mean, sure with jerking off The Varsity I'm sure your right arm is very pumped up, but what about the rest of you? Do you think your stamina is there? Do you think that you have the energy to stand against the World Champion?
I guess we'll find out, but deep down Miz, you know the answer just like I know the answer. Just like all these people know the answer. But just like all these people Miz, you know the answer, but you don't believe the answer because you believe that you still have what it takes to get the job done in that ring. You still believe after all the times I wiped the mat with you, you still think that you're better than me. These people still think you're better than me. All the idiots in the back, they think you're better than me. Hell, I'm sure all of you are wanting me to lose tonight just so I don't have the momentum going into SummerSlam. But you know what?"
He paused for a second as he looked out on the EBWF Universe.
What I care about is myself and being the EBWF World Champion for the rest of this company's existence. I care about making sure that I stick around just so I can be a thorn in everyone's side. I care about being the best because I know I am the best and there's not a damn person in the back that can stop me. Not tonight, not with The Miz. Not at something with Jimmy Havoc. I'm the best and that's all there is to it.
You all hate it. EBWF hates it. All of my colleagues hate it. Hell, the entire World can hate it. It won't make difference. It won't make me lose any sleep. I'll go back to the hotel at the end of the night, I'll tuck my championship belt in beside me all nice and cozy and I will sleep just like I always do, restful and peaceful. Why?
Because I'm going to go to sleep tonight knowing that I'm still the best in this company. I'm going to go to sleep tonight knowing that there is no one in this company that can stop me. There's no one in this company that can put a roadblock and slow me down. I'm headstrong and I'm ready, willing, and able to push myself to the limit that no man has ever gone each and every time I step into that ring. I'm going to go to sleep tonight know that I am unstoppable. Untouchable. Unbeatable.
I'm going to go to bed tonight knowing that I still am, and I will forever be, "The Longest Reigning, and Unbeaten, Undisputed Path to Glory Champion in the History of EBWF. Aaaannnnnnnndddddddddd.... The Soon to Be, Longest Reigning and Defending, Undisputed World Champion, of the World, in the History of EBWF. Ever." Go ahead, you can quote that, because it's the truth. And no matter how many people try to discredit that. Discredit me. That fact will always, and I mean always remain the same because I'm not going to stop until every word of that is true. I'm already the longest reigning, unbeaten, undisputed Path to Glory Champion in the history of EBWF. But I still have some time to make it true that I will be the longest reigning, defending, undisputed EBWF World Champion in history. I'm closing in on it quick and if Havoc thinks at SummerSlam he's going to derail me, he's got another thing coming. And tonight if The Miz thinks that he's going to derail me, then he's got another thing coming as well. After all the dust has settled at the end of the day, I'm going to be the one standing tall in the middle of that ring tonight. I'm going to be the one making the biggest impact of the night. Just wait and see."
With that said, PJ dropped the microphone onto the stage as, "Sick Of It" by Skillet blasted onto the sound system. The EBWF Universe once again rained PJ Black with loud boos as he turned and walked back into the backstage area.
