The Road to Sacrifice

[D.J]

The Miz had just not been able to find his footing in the EBWF over the past several months. Every time it seemed as though he would be ready to make that jump into super stardom, he seemed to be knocked back down. Passed up, looked over, so that somebody elses stock could rise. However, he still seemed to receive just that little glimmer of hope with each fall. He always seemed to get another chance to ascend to the top of the business. This coming Sunday Night at EBWF's Sacrifice would be no different, as the Miz would be one of 6 men in the Money in the Bank ladder match. With the winner earning a contract for a World Title Match whenever and wherever he so pleased. If Miz had spent the last months looking for an elusive break, a victory on Sunday would ensure that he had FINALLY found it.

The scene opened up with the rustling of a camera, finally the shot came into focus, and driving a moving car with his hair slicked back, white v neck shirt, and blue dress jeans. Was The Miz. Sunglasses covered his eyes, he glanced over to the camera, which was being held by whoever occupied his passenger seat.

The Miz: What's going on Mizfits, this is your savior, your hero, your favorite wrestler's favorite wrestler, The Miz. Coming at you, via video blog. So thanks for subscribing to my youtube channel if you are, and if you aren't what the heck's the matter with you.. subscribe damnit.. it's awesome.

The Miz smirked.

The Miz: I'm coming to you today from my car, as you probably already figured out. We are quite literally on the road to Sacrifice. Where as many of you all know, will be the site of me, the most MUST SEE superstar in the EBWF, winning the Money in the Bank Ladder Match, and stepping that much closer to becoming the EBWF Champion for the second time. Of course there are five other men, who are all walking into this Sunday with the same goal. We have Chris Sabin. Who is a pretty impressive new comer, he does the whole cocky act, and my hair is parted down the side of my face schtick. It's cute.. but it's not nearly enough to pose a threat to me. My best advice to Sabin is to stay out of my way if he wants to stay here for more than just a couple of weeks. This past Monday Night when the show went off the air, I stood tall above all the other competitors holding the briefcase.. a sight that I know all of my opponents have burned in their brain, and if they don't, there's nobody ESPECIALLY not Chris Sabin that is going to keep me from giving them a little refresher come Sunday Night!

The Miz took a left hand turn and continued.

The Miz: Then of course there is Trent? Still don't get it... I'm Ron BURGUNDY?? God damnit, whatever you put on the teleprompter Trent will read! I mean is that how it started, was it just a prompter mistake. Or did you play so many video games and enter into so many virtual reality worlds, that you really just can't remember if Trent is your actual name or not. Well if you aren't sure now, you REALLY won't be sure on Sunday Night.. because after I bludgen you over the head with a ladder a few times, you might even add a second question mark to your name. Or your name might just be 2 question marks, with no trent, because your brains will be so scrambled you won't even recall the Trent part anymore. The fact of the matter is whether you have both a first and last name, or you get your Seal Slash Madonna on, and only have one.. it doesn't change the fact that you can't beat me. I've beaten you as Trent Barretta and I will beat you as Trent? When the dust settles on Sunday there will be no question marks involved when it comes to who the better man is.. it will be.. The MIZ.. exclamation point... hash tag... fact.

The Miz smiled as he stopped at a stop light.

The Miz: Next we have Daniel Bryan. When it comes to D Bryan.. it's just.. I mean.. I just.. I will... ah why even waste my breath on him.. Daniel Bryan isn't Mr. Money in the Bank Material. He may be fit for Old McDonald's farm, but DEFINITELY not to be the EBWF Champion.. Leaving him no choice.. but to sit Baaaaaa

Miz did his best animal impression.

The Miz: ckk.. and BE JEALOUS!

The Miz continued driving, and talking

The Miz: Which brings me to Cody Rhodes. Cody, you recently returned to the EBWF much like Trent? With a changed image. No more are you eating worms, and writing 666 on fogged up windows, as you shutter at your reflection.. instead now, you're claiming to be this new intense tough guy Cody Rhodes, excuse me while I let that sink in.

The Miz paused for a second and began to crack up.

The Miz: Cody just let it die already. No matter what you are trying to fool people into thinking you are, there is one thing that all the Cody Rhodes' have in common.... they suck. Dashing Cody Rhodes sucks the most literally.. but the rest of them aren't too far behind. Cody you've stood in the way of me becoming the EBWF Champion before, a lucky break we'll call it, but your luck has run out this time, because there's no way, anyone is leaving Arkansas that isn't me with that briefcase, especially not you.

The Verizon Arena was in sight as Miz pulled up to a traffic light.

The Miz: There it is, the Verizon arena, get a better shot of that.

The camera shifted to view the arena that would host Sacrifice.

The Miz: In just one day, I will be walking into that building just a regular old superstar. Oh hell who am I kidding? I'll walk in a handsome talented witty, superest of superstars, god like man. And I will walk out all of those things, but I will ALSO walk out with a briefcase that ALL but GUARANTEES that I will once again WIN the EBWF Title. The last man that I have not spoken of yet, may pose the biggest threat to that statement becoming a reality. That man of course is AJ Styles. I just don't get this guy. One second we hate each other, the next we're best friends, the next he's sticking his head in Paul Heyman's ass never to be seen again. He's difficult to read, which is interesting considering he can't read. Maybe that's why he joined Paul Heyman, so that Paul could read to him the things people say about him... which again is interesting.. considering nobody writes about him unless he is in someway affiliated with me. Let's think about before the Trilogy.. nobody cared. During the Trilogy they did, and after he left to battle with me at Wrestlemania, people really did. Then he put me out of action.. lost his title.. again.. nobody cared about him. I came back we realligned.. people cared... and now he has turned his back on the fans.. and I guess in turn.. me.. and guess what people are snoozing once again. He thinks this move to join up with Paul Heyman is what's best for his career.. but unless you are just fooling that fat son of a bitch.. to win the Intercontinental Title.. than joining Heyman is about as useless as Daniel Bryan in this ladder match. AJ.. my friend.. or I guess my enemy.. or my frenemy.. or whatever you are.. I don't know what you're thinking these days.. but I do know that you will not be walking out of Arkansas, Mr. Money in the Bank.. and the reason I know that.. is because I WILL BE.

Because I'm The Miz.. and in case all 5 of you have forgotten..

I'm Awesome... Later Mizfits!

Miz put his hand on the camera and it faded to static as the last image of his car pulling into the arena was shown.