Cult Of Personality By: Living Colour began to play through the Royal Farms Arena. The fans began to chant CM Punk, CM Punk, CM Punk as CM Punk would slowly make his way out the backstage curtains. Punk would drop to his knee. He would look at his wrist, and began to tape it. He handed it off to the side, Punk would tap his wrist and shout He would cup both hands over his mouth."IT'S CLOBBERIIINNN TIMEEE!” And then, Punk would stand up and threw a punch toward the camera. Turning around, he revealed his ice cream bar on his t shirt before regaining his position. Punk would make his way down the steel ramp, and finally made his way to the ring. He walked up the steel steps, and would then head toward the turnbuckle. Punk took a few steps up, and would raise both arms in the air. Punk would look around for a moment, before finally jumping into the ring. Punk began to walk around the ring for a minute, grabbing his microphone and then returning to the middle of the ring. Punk laughed a bit into the microphone, but paused as he waited.

CM Punk: You see, people, this Monday On Warfare, I go up against The Miz. It's been clear since day one that you need a voice, Miz. You see Miz you’re good, but you can never be as great as me because your not a god. Your simply nothing more than a man, mortal form .. flesh and blood. While I transcend everything, I am godly essence only gift wrapped in mortal coil, because your eyes would not be able to see in my truest and rawest form. I only present myself to you people like this, because it's all you can perceive. I am CM .. god damn Punk. And this man is The Miz. The names don't add up. And it's because of this bad math that I'm going to destroy him in this ring on Warfare. So, no matter what he may try. No matter how good he thinks he is. Or no matter how powerful he believes himself to be. I just want him to think about something real good and proper. The fact that I am .. and will forever be his lord and savior, his god. His superior, and I hope he never forgets that. Or, I could tell it to you now, Miz. I could easily tell you that you have absolutely no chance. I could easily tell you that you're waging battle against something you've quite frankly never seen before. But then, I'd only be stating the obvious. I'd only be scaring you, instead of motivating you to your maximum potential. You see, Miz you're not as qualified as you think to take on a man of my stature. But I promise you, that when you step into the ring with me? All will be proven, all will be shown. And then, and only then will you realize that you have to bow down to your lord and savior, CM Punk. Now can I get an amen?

Punk turned to the camera, and would simply smile.

CM Punk: Now, I won't say Miz is brave enough to take on god. But I will say that he’s been forced into a predicament that won't come out good for them in the end. They're being placed into the ring with their lord and savior, and as amusing as it will be? I'm not expecting it to be anything spectacular. You see I've seen this man in action before, I know this man. This man comes from the land of where a god was made, the land of honor. But you see, honor can only go so far in the world. If you don't have what it takes to back it up, then at the end of the day? You're nothing more than another breathing body. Another body that will end up defeated and destroyed because you weren't ready. And who can blame this man, who can blame this The Miz. Nobody can be, surely ready to face off against a god. I mean, look at me. And look at him. He's new, he's green behind the ears. I mean, seriously? Is this what I have to look forward to? Is this what I have to face off against? It's horrible, it's disrespectful. I don't even think I should be talking about him. The sound of his name coming out of my mouth makes me sick to my stomach. But then again, a lot of people names make me sick. But it's okay, it's alright. It doesn't really matter what transpires here on Warfare the fact will always remain the same for Miz. The fact is that he's going to get put to sleep, and lose. I now know what I'm going to have to do destroy him, mentally. Mess him up so bad here in the ring on Warfare that he has no choice but to retire from professional wrestling as a whole. I'll force you out of commission, simply because you don't belong here. Nobody belongs here, but you Miz? You're at the chopping block, you're going to learn first hand that you have no idea what you're going up against. That's me, god. I have it right. Anyone who agrees with me, has it right. Everyone has it right, because THEY KNOW! THEY ALL KNOW! THAT I'M THE BEST IN THIS BUSINESS, HANDS DOWN! I DON'T CARE ABOUT WINS AND LOSSES! I care about results, and the result is that I’m going to be destroying The Miz, and he's going to have the saddest look on his face because there was nothing he could do about it. Plain and simple, dead and done.

Punk shrugged his shoulders, and continued to move around the ring. Punk would finally pause for a moment, and gave the fans one good look.

CM Punk: Like everyone else I've ever had to battle with? I'm going to have to beat some sense into you. I'm going to show you a world where there's nothing but the greatest and that's me. See, Miz. I'm doing you a huge favor. Plucking you from the flower of obscurity, to show you something you've never dared to see. I'm bringing you to the main event with me, I'm facing you in the main event. And in this main event, you'll either shine and lose. Or you'll simply just lose. It makes no difference on the matter, I want to see you be who you are. And I'm going to shut you down, effective immediately. You don't deserve your own hype. Trying to get a rise out of me? Me, CM Punk, THE GOD OF THIS ARENA?! Are you out of your damn mind? You don't seem to realize, that while you were swimming around in division that were sub par, you couldn't amount to anything greater. You stood there on the wayside, looking like a jackass. But you see, Miz. Here's where it all changes. You knock me down, I get up stronger. You drive me out the company, I come back a better man for it. I don't care what you will say about me. Because at the end of the day, it's all about me. I've come to understand that some of it is true. I do what I do for myself, a lot. I'm not going to lie about it. You come into this business, you better damn well be doing it for yourself, or you won't last. You can call me someone trying to make change. I’m not like the people in charge here in EBWF, were they come out here and lie to all the fans. You see these fans, will forgive for wrong doings, but they never forget. That’s something that you empty suites have failed to figure out. Like I said, Miz they never forget. So tell me this. Tell me why they've seem to have forgotten about you? Is it maybe because you don't appreciate the people? You don't respect the people, you trash talk the people? And then with no apology, you expect the people to just turn around and kiss your ass? No, because the people you trash talk, the people YOU lie to? They're MY people, and I'm THEIR hero. But beyond this skin, Miz. It's not just blood and guts. No, beyond this mortal coil? Is something you've never seen before. A god among men, my truest and rawest form. And it all lies within my heart, fueled by these people. I am the greatest wrestler, to grace this company. Hell, I'M THE BEST IN THE WORLD! And if you haven't gotten that through your thick skull by now, Miz? I don't know what will get to you. I do know when I throw this knee in your damn jaw, and you go to sleep .. like the little BITCH YOU ARE! You think the people owe you something, you think we owe you something, when we don't. The Miz owes himself something, and that's respect. You need to respect yourself Miz, you need to get on the ball with the way things are going to be working here. Because if you don't, you're just gonna end up becoming yet another statistic. Another man who could have, but didn't quite have it all in him to make it. Now, do you want that to be you, Miz? Or are you willing to rise up to the top. Claim those brass rings, and finally show the world what type of man you are.

The fans began chanting respect. Punk stood there, looking at the stage. He at least waited for someone to interrupt him, but would shake his head. Punk simply turned to face the people again and began speaking.

CM Punk: Of course not, because you're stubborn. You're a coward in all forms of the word. You're weak willed, Miz. And I'm here to strengthen your will, to change you. But everything starts after you go to sleep, and I claim victory. Because that's the absolute and the only way I see this playing out. I unite the people, I unite men who haven't found their way in the locker room. What about the fact that I was raised in Chicago, Illinois. About the fact that I had to watch my mother and father struggle to pay the bills. The fact that I tried to help out, but at the drop of a hat? My family turned on me, and I left. How about the fact that even homeless, I managed to make my way all the way to this moment. As a man who's seen it all. A man who's crossed the Atlantic, and the Pacific more times than I can even imagine. I damn sure plan on knocking each and every one of your teeth out. Because it's you who don't seem to understand, that I am the man for all of this. It’s better to hop on board with me than against me. It's better to be one with me, then against me. The simple fact is, I'm here to stay and make change. Your purpose is to destroy and deflate. Hell, it means you're not even a man at all. You don't understand the bigger picture, Miz. But I do, I've seen the bigger picture a long time ago. Utopia? A place where all wrestlers could live in peace? Coincide with one another, and exist outside the realm of reality? It's something I've always looked forward to. And something I will see to fruition. But first, Miz? You're that fortunate for me, but unfortunate for you stepping stone. And guess what? I got on my rock climbing shoes.

Punk was on fire, and the people ignited behind him as he spoke. He calmed down, and would shake his head. Punk lifted up his boot, laughing. He brought it back down, and would look around as the people chanted CM Punk. Punk encouraged them to continue on, and began walking around the ring. He shook his head, and would simply pause. He raised the microphone up once more.

CM Punk:People of Baltimore, Maryland, I don't think The Miz hears us! Maybe I'll get a little closer, and we inform him on just who the hell he's messing with.

Punk slipped out of the ring, and would slowly began to walk around the ring. He was looking for someone, a crowd plant maybe? Punk would continue walking around, looking for someone to tell The Miz what he's been trying to tell him forever. Punk stepped around the ring, only to find himself being pointed at by a couple of dudes. Punk slowly makes his way on over toward them, and shakes his head. Who am I?

The guy soon follows up with Our Hero and his friend says the same thing. Punk simply nods his head, and decides to continue walking. only, he finds himself coming to a stop. He turns, noticing a woman staring at him. Punk raised the microphone up his face, and doesn't move over to her at first. Who am I?

The woman soon replies, yelling out that he's the Voice of the Voiceless. Punk takes a moment to flash her a smile, for using a moniker he's not used as much. Punk would walk around for a moment, but found himself standing still looking at the people in the arena. Punk would shake his head, and raised the microphone up to his lips.

CM Punk: Do you see this Miz? This energy change, this power flowing? That's me, and it's going to continue to be me because these people? THESE people know what they want, and they know who their hero is! ME! Not you. Simply me, and I have to do right by that honor and carry these people to the promised land. I have to do what I do best, and that's rise to the occasion. Rise and hope that what I come to accomplish is for the best. I am CM Punk, I'm the BEST IN THE WORLD! I will forever outrank anybody past, future, and present. It's simply stated facts, and I refuse to acknowledge to anybody that I will ever anything less. Because it's not true, it doesn't make sense. And for me to accept anything less would simply be blasphemy. And I won't stand for it! You see, I stand here looking down at all of you. Each and every one of you in the audience right now, doesn't have any clue what it's like to be CM Punk. You don't know what it's like to have a real job. You waste your parents money, or you waste your own money just to come see me. And I have no problem with that. I'm someone you should be paying to see. And for all those people at home, who claim they're not paying? They're still paying their service provider for the cable channel that shows on national television. You see, I'm a must see wrestler, forget The Miz. Forget anybody, because at the end of the day I'm the one and only man in the world who deserves and will have everything. I'm the man who’s going to destroy The Miz. it doesn't matter who you are, or what you've done. No matter how many wins you've succeeded in gaining, or even how many title belts you have under your belt. Because I'm CM Punk, and I will always be the greatest, I will always be the best. I've been the best since day one when I stepped into here, and I will forever be known as the best. And for anybody to try and tell me different? You're wasting your time, and you're telling a god damn lie. You're all weak, you're all pathetic. I am the greatest, and I'm going to prove it when I face The Miz. I showed you a better side of me before, but I was conjuring something up on the inside. I was preparing to shed myself. Shed myself of all the insecurities of this damn company. Every encounter I've had since I started wrestling in the backyard of one of the Chi-Town's finest, has led me here. You continue to prove why you need me. You continue to prove that I am this companies vaccine. I am what it needs, and you're all nothing. Second to me. In a normal world, you're the guy who wants the girl, all of you. And me? I'm the guy who sleeps with the girl that just put you in the friend zone. And it's because I can. It's because I have the means to accept my fate, and take control over it. I'm not like you Miz no matter how much I've tried to fit in. And because of that, I'm launching myself on a campaign .. I'm launching myself farther than ever before. This time around? I'm going to the top, and I WILL STAY THERE! I am CM PUNK .. THIS IS MY PLAYGROUND! I AM THE GOD OF THIS ARENA, AND YOU WILL ALL BOW DOWN TO ME .. OR PERISH AT MY MIGHT. So without further adieu, I acknowledge that we're coming out of the era of piss and pots. Miz, this Monday on Warfare, I’m making you go to sleep. Because you're going to learn the new regime change. And you're going to learn hands down, what it means when I say these words! I am ... STRAIGHT EDGE ... and STRAIGHT EDGE MEANS I'M BETTER THAN YOU! This is ... true ... this is ... real ... THIS IS STRAIGHT! EDGE.

Punk finished his promo, and pointed his microphone up to the fans in the arena. They all soon began to chant CM Punk, CM Punk, CM Punk. Punk would simply continue raising his microphone for them to do so. Punk would laugh, finally bringing the microphone down and turning to face everyone else. He raised it again, for the other half of the arena to start it up. And before you knew it, Punk threw his microphone down in the center of the ring. His talking was over, and he was ready to get down to business. Punk slowly began to walk away, heading to the steel ramp. Punk’s promo ended as the camera faded to black.