Rightful

[Will]

The Phenomenal AJ Styles stared at his reflection from the enormous mirror in his luxury suite. He looked emotionless, as always. His black locks were perfectly cut. His shirt and jeans were designer and the jewelry he had on was ridiculously expensive. But something was missing. He was a King without a crown. He didn't have the World Title that he held onto so firmly for months. With a scowl of disgust he stepped out into the expansive main quarters of the suite. It looked a bit messy since he wouldn't bother himself to clean it up after a night of drinking and sex. That's what maids were for, he figured. After sliding onto his couch he plucked out his iPhone and made a quick phone call. Within a short amount of time an interviewer had been sent to the room. Byron Saxton. Or that's what he had been told his name was. He had always forgotten his name despite being interviewed by him on several occasions. Styles typically just referred to him as either "geek" or "virgin". In any event, he now sat a considerable distance away from him.

AJ Styles: See? This is the problem right here.

Byron Saxton: What do you mean?

AJ Styles: At this point I should be having PRESS CONFERENCES when I have something to say! Not being interviewed by... YOU! I have been the World Champion for almost half a year and did this company give me my REMATCH at ALL? No. But I bet you if the god damn Miz or Chris Jericho is ever Champion they get infinite fucking rematches if the lose.

He rolled his eyes in disgust and slouched down low in his seat.

AJ Styles: And Ikeda! What the hell! He sets me up with these fancy ass hotels and plane rides and thinks I'm suppose to be satisfied! He thinks I'm supposed to be satisfied with a chance to face the PTG Champion at WrestleMania, when in all actuality I should be the fucking Champion. What the hell is The Varsity Club?! Alex Riley has been hot for about five minutes! What happened to The Miz? When did he become a proud lackey? Who are the two generic buff black guys?

His arms folded over his chest before he flung some hair away from his face.

AJ Styles: I am not amused with this shit.

Saxton began to speak but he got cut off again.

AJ Styles: Another thing! Why don't I have a match at WrestleMania? The greatest wrestler of the current generation doesn't have a match for the biggest show of the year. A night where Stone Cold Steve Austin will be returning to the ring, AJ Styles is not booked to compete.

Byron Saxton: Well, you did lose the Elimination Chamber.

Styles stared at him long and hard.

AJ Styles: No, I was screwed. I had the flu. I was in no condition to complete. I wasn't even in the match 5 minutes. PJ Black did NOT beat me. The match should've been postponed till the following week but NOOO, I was forced to compete and now I'm out of my rightful place in the main event of WrestleMania.

Byron Saxton: Speaking of which... this Sunday is the WrestleMania. Will you be competing on Warfare for a chance to face Alex Riley?

AJ Styles: From the looks of it, I don't have a fucking choice! But I want that WrestleMania spot. I NEED that WrestleMania spot. I want all of that press coverage. I want hot celebrities to throw themselves at me and get wasted with them. I want my title back. I put DIAMONDS in it! I bet PJ Black's punk ass took them out and made Velvet a necklace. Ugh... I hate that loser lover boy.

He huffed and puffed and continued to speak.

AJ Styles: Look, we all know that Finn Balor, Evan Bourne, and Kevin Owens aren't going to do jack shit. Right? I bet the three of them combined last under a minute. And that little chipmunk faced Enzo Amore? C'mon. Get serious. And Jimmy Havoc! How many times do I have to beat him!?

The table positioned by Styles got flipped over by the former Champion as those were not exactly his fondest memories.

AJ Styles: Who else is even in this thing?

Byron Saxton: Well, it's open invitation... That means it could be anyone..

AJ Styles: To tell you the truth I don't really care since I'm AJ Styles. I'm more than anxious to make up for that embarrassment lost by ripping some random guys eyes out. Everyone needs to be taught the hard lesson that AJ Styles is the absolute best wrestler in the world.

Byron Saxton: And what will happen if you lose?

AJ Styles: I'll let you have my hotel rooms for the next year, how does that sound?

Saxton looked a little astounded at the very rare gesture.

Byron Saxton: Really?

AJ Styles: Fuck no. Get out geek.

Waisting no time Saxton left Styles to stew in his lavish surroundings while he continued formulating ideas to get his rematch.