Where It All Began

[Tony S]

Black walked up to the curtain that separated himself from the entire EBWF Universe. He paused for a moment as "Sick Of It" blasted onto the sound system. He could hear the crowd as the quickly changed from cheering for Warfare to booing him. He reached out and touched the curtain. With his free hand, Black reached down to his waist and touched his EBWF World Championship belt. He put his entire palm on the gold plate as he breathed in deep, everything was back to normal.

Black rushed through the curtain to the see the EBWF Universe as the booed him. He smiled as he knew that the Universe was disappointed by him being once again the EBWF World Champion. However, that didn't bother him one bit as he stared out at the sea of people. His music continued as he soaked in the moment for a few seconds longer. Finally Black started forward towards the ring. He smirked the entire time as he walked to the ring, the EBWF Universe let him have it the whole way. Black quickly got into the ring and asked for the microphone. Once acquired, Black stood in the center of the ring and gave one more smirk before he be begun to speak.

PJ Black: Soak it in, the world is right again. I have been vindicated. I am once again your, EBWF World Champion. But you shouldn't be surprised. I told you that it was going to happen. I told you that I wasn't going to be a one trick pony in this company. I am the EBWF World Champion because this is where I belong, at the top. And there is no body, and I mean no body, that is going to take that away from me. Not again.

Black touched the championship once again with his free hand. He closed his eyes as he took a long deep breath.

PJ Black: Last Sunday, I proved that Edge is a has-been. There's nothing else to say about that. I'm sure Edge is going to try to talk is way back into the picture, but this isn't a digital photo album Edge. Right here, me being the EBWF World Champion, it's a Polaroid. This is permanent. This is how the EBWF is going to go forward into the future with me at the helm.

He looked smug as he stood in the ring.

PJ Black: But enough about last week. Enough about the future. Tonight, it's about the here and now and it seems like tonight I have a match. I mean, I am the EBWF World Champion who just went through another fight of my life, but hell, let's give Edge the night off and make the man that works every week hold down the ship. Don't worry, I'm man enough to handle it. I've run this shit for the last two years, I can do another match. However, this isn't a normal match. Tonight it seems like I have a chance to take a trip into the past. The days of yesteryear. I can go back to where it all began for me.

He looked around as though the EBWF Universe was waiting in anticipation, however, they weren't.

PJ Black: For some reason I've been put in a tournament to crown new EBWF World Tag-Team Champions, but unlike a few teams in the tournament. I didn't get to pick my partner. I didn't even get a say. I don't know who I would have picked, maybe Wade or hell, I'm sure Heath isn't doing anything these days. He would have loved the chance to make some money for his kids and be a champ again. But instead, I've been paired with the man that I beat a few weeks ago. Eli Drake.

He rolled his eyes.

PJ Black: Now I'm not one to talk bad about my own partners, but Eli Drake, really? I don't understand why anyone would want to pair me, a winner, with someone that can barely scrap two wins in a row. I'm the EBWF World Champion and you want to pair me with someone who hasn't done anything in his entire career to make an impact. But again, I'm not going to stand out here and bad mouth Eli. Instead, I want to give you message Eli. I want you to do what you do best. I want you to stand off to the side.

Black pointed over to the corner.

PJ Black: I want you to stand over there, hold that little rope, and keep your head down. You see, they're trying make this tournament a big thing, and well, I'm a big thing. In more ways than one. You however, you're the one that could cost us this entire thing. So again Eli, I want you to stand over there. I want you to shut up, stay put, and watch as a real wrestler comes out and does what he does best, win.

That same cocky smirk rose on Black face once again.

PJ Black: Now, with all that out of the way, let's talk about Trent and Chuck. Trent and Chuck. Last I hear Trent was still teaming with Enzo, but I guess that blew up in their faces. Just like everything else Trent has done in this company. Sure, he's a former EBWF World Champion, but what has Trent done since then? Seriously. Trent has done nothing as of late except being the joke of this company. Enter in Chuck Taylor. Yet another joke in this business. So you put both of them together and what do you get? You get the joke of this entire tournament. Which of course, who do you put the jokes against? You put them against me. Story of my life.

Black shook his head as he paused for a second.

PJ Black: No matter what I do, no matter how far I come in this business. You all seem to love it when I got up against the jokes of this company. Take a few months ago when I defend the EBWF World Championship against Enzo. Then last month I defended the championship again a part timer. Yet another joke. And here we are tonight. I'm going into a match with The Joker and The Riddler. It doesn't matter which one is which, all that matters is they're both just as big of a joke as the next one. Either way, tonight, all the jokes come to an end. Trent and Chuck, you will be knocked out of this tournament before you even realize that you're in the tournament. Eli Drake, you're going to witness what a true winner looks like, and hell, you'll even be on the winning side of things for once. But most of all, tonight, I will move on to retake what I brought back into this company, the EBWF World Tag-Team Championships.

He dropped the microphone and quickly left the ring as "Sick Of It" blasted back onto the sound system. Black exited the arena to the same series of boos as arrived to.