It was time. It was time to finally show the world just how good he truly was. It was time to show the world why he was the champion, why he had yet to be defeated by anyone in this company. It was not a long time ago that everyone thought of him as nothing more than a joke. They looked at him and rolled there eyes - pointed and said he would never amount to anything, well look at him now. It took only two weeks since he walked through those doors for him to win a title and he has held onto it every since. He was become more serious as the time has gone, true - he still speaks in a gaming manner, but the time for jokes was over and tonight was one of those times. He would have to place his title on the line, against three men. He is getting flashbacks, it was in a match somewhat like this that he won his title in the first place and now once again he has to go against the odds to keep it.

“Oh, it's fine, you paid to come here you can chant at me all you want to. You can chant and you can sing and hell you can even wave your little homemade signs all you want. Everything you do to try to get under my skin will ultimately fail. I will not be broken - not by you people - I am above you - everything you throw at me does not affect me at all. You see I really don't need to say anything to you people anyway to prove myself because I have proved myself to be the best time and time again. Out of the men in this match, Pete Dunne, Edge or Christian - I am the only one worthy to be standing here right now. I am the only one good enough to be champion. I have held onto this title for months and I am going to continue to do so - I am going to see out the end of the year as champion - that’s a fact! My opponents may think they have the advantage, they may think they are going to be the ones standing tall with the European Championship, but that is just wishful thinking. You’re looking at the last person standing, as THE GAMER WITH THE STREAK - I am the only plausible winner of this match. As good as these men are - I am just that much better than them, if this is a game of dungeons or dragons, they have rolled there dice and busted themselves, they have no idea what they have gotten themselves in for tonight.”

TJP was standing in the middle of the ring with a smirk on his face. He would receive a lot more boos from the audience. He was confident that he could defeat all three of these men and be crowned the champion. In his eyes failure was out of the question, to fall so close to the end of the year would be devastating for his self-esteem and more importantly it would destroy his career. TJP lowered the microphone looked around at the crowd; it was clear to him that they were all supporting the other men in this match and not him. He stood firmly in the center of the ring as he listened to this disrespectful bunch of fans. He raised the microphone back up to his mouth yet he paused. He gives the chance for the men and woman and even the children in attendance to quieten down before he speaks, he wants to make sure everyone is listening to him. When the last of the fans fall to silence he would begin to speak.

“You'll all understand soon enough exactly why I'm the best, I will make you all understand why I am going to retain my championship tonight. I will open your eyes and make you see me for who I really am - I AM UNSTOPPABLE - I AM UNBEATABLE - nothing you throw my way is going to stop me…not even the Pete Dunne is going to do anything to stop me tonight. You can throw Pete Dunne at me all you want, you can strap a jetpack to him and launch him at me, and I will not be moved. I will show you all that Pete Dunne is just a man. I WILL SHOW YOU ALL HOW WEAK HE IS AND I WILL HAVE YOU ALL TALKING WHEN I DESTROY THIS SMALL FRY. The wrestling world will be buzzing when I wipe Pete Dunne off my radar and send him packing on one a six month vacation. Every once and a while a guy like Pete Dunne comes along. He has a sob story, he wants to take it out on the world and there is no one that can seemingly stop him, that’s what it was like for Pete Dunne here on MY SHOW! Well now that all ends for him since I have set my sights on him. I don’t give a damn what Pete Dunne does to anyone else here, he can continue to beat on my table scraps for as long as he wants. He can continue to wail on guys half his height and size…wrestling weaklings and pick up easy wins - picking on losers like them does not make you threatening, it does not make you a threat to me - it makes you almost as pathetic as them - well almost. Pete Dunne your story is like mine and I am a little bit insulted to be honest. I don’t want us to have any connection at all. You have only just got here, you have turned heads and now you have a title match - like I did months ago, but unlike how things played out for me, you will be beaten in this title match. Pete Dunne you are going to learn that no one takes anything from me. You don’t get free handouts, you don’t get to ride on my coattails and think you can leach off my success. For as good as you are, I am just better than you. I have been here longer than you, beaten guys you can only dream of defeating, I survive Pete Dunne over half a year now I have taking beatings and punishments that no man should have to endure, yet here I am still standing. You think you Pete Dunne scare me, you think you can hurt me; I have taken much worse than what you can dish out to me. You have made a powerful enemy Pete Dunne and I am actually glad you did what you did to me last week. You thought you made a statement by attacking me, by beating me down, by standing over me? All you did Pete Dunne was seal your fate, because you see - you may think you are the final boss - but truly all you are is just another mini boos for me to overcome with my eyes closed.”

He was not finished; he was not even close to being finished. He took a moment to collect himself, too much of his surprise the fans were not interrupting him. He knew it was not out of respect, it was the fact that they hated Pete Dunne more than him. Still holding tightly onto the microphone he would raise it back up to his mouth, he was just getting started, he was nowhere near finished talking about Pete Dunne yet.

“I look at you Pete Dunne and I don’t see a monster or a bruiser or heck - a man who should be feared, I mean how could I? You are good, do not get me wrong, but there are so many better wrestlers out there. The ones in your little team, that little group you have around with you, british strong style or whatever cheesy nickname you gave yourself. You three men became the stars on the indies, and I give respect to that, but we all know - that you are the weakest member of the three. You have the look I give you that, you got a mean face on you as well, but when it comes to pure talent, you are lacking. Had it been Trent Seven or Tyler Bate I would have been facing tonight - then maybe I would have had some trouble - but since it’s only you Pete Dunne, I have nothing to worry about. You have lived in there shadow for long enough and now you step out of it, but without them - you are nothing. You want this - you need this. I mean what would a defeat like this do to your career so early here - it would end you. There will be no second chances for you, you had your one and only chance and it is all your fault that you wasted it. You don’t strike fear into my heart, you don’t intimidate me at all. You’re just another fool that has bitten of way to much than he can chew. Tonight Pete Dunne you will pay for your sins, I will make you suffer by taking the one thing you want - the one thing you need to salvage your pathetic career - I will be retaining MY Championship and I am going to make you watch and being who you are - there is nothing you can possibly do to stop me. Pete Dunne as another famed wrestler would say - DRINK IT IN MAN. Because this - this is about as close as you are ever going to get to success, this is it for you. This will be your only chance and like everything you do Pete Dunne - you will fail!”

Now the fans would boo TJP. He was shown his confidence now and these people did not like it. It was clear to everyone here that TJP was not afraid of Pete Dunne, it was clear to all that he believed he could beat Pete Dunne. TJP adjusted himself in the ring a little bit as he started to walk around it, he was just getting warmed up here as he spoke back down into his microphone.

“Now as we all know Pete Dunne is not the only joke in this match, we also have Edge among the ranks of men undeserving of being in this championship match. Now to be fair, me and Edge have not said two words to each other in some time. I can stand here and say that I respect him a little bit. He is hungry for success, he wants championships and he is not going to wait for them to be handed to him, he wants them now and he is doing a damn good job of trying to get him. There is a reason why he has won so many in his career - he knows when to strike. There is a reason my friends why he has been around for nearly two decades as well, he picks his moments right. Every single championship he has won, he has used some edge - no pun intended - to win it. The one thing that links all of his title wins is this - not one of them are memorable. GO ON TRY TO REMEMBER ONE TITLE REIGN. Try to sit there and think of a title reign that Edge had that you could remember - that had classic matches and gives you found memoires. You can’t? REALLY YOU CANNOT DO IT, BECAUSE WITH EDGE - HE WINS TITLES, BUT HE NEVER HOLDS ONTO THEM. We never get beyond two months with him as champion. Don’t believe me, look it up. He has never had that one single reign that everyone remembers. He has never won that one title and held onto it long enough for people to see that he is a good champion. IT HAS NEVER HAPPENED AND IT NEVER WILL HAPPEN. Look at me. I have held onto this title for three months, I have beaten everyone that has been thrown at my, my reign, my one single reign surpasses EVERY SINGLE ONE OF HIS OWN. Now I know how this game is played - it’s simple really. Somewhere in the back Edge will be watching this he is going to flip out, he is going to grab a microphone and come out to this ring and rant and rave, he is going to ask who I have defeated, what I have done here, why I think I am better than him. Well I can safely stand here say I have not defeated nobodies - I have defeated men that have established themselves here. Last week I defeated Randy Orton, not an easy task. I have defeated men Like Trent Seven as well - I have beaten some of the best this company has to offer. Edge I have defeated men you can only dream off, for half a year now, I have proved myself, in a month since we have been crossing paths here you have proved that you are unworthy of holding doors open for me. You don’t belong here, you don’t belong in this match, Pete Dunne is more deserving than you and that is saying something. The closets you’re going to get to MY Championship is when you look up at me standing above you, holding it in the air - that is as about as close as you’re ever going to get to it OLD MAN!”

He would laugh a little bit as the crowd would give him a mixed reaction. It was the same for Pete Dunne as well, it seems that these fans also don’t like Edge. These fans were now listening to what TJP had to say he was making sense for once; he knew what he was talking about. He had faced men like this, he had beaten men like Edge, he knew all about him and he knows what it is going to take to defeat him as well. Smirking he would not waste any more time, he stops moving around the ring and pauses for a moment as he speaks back down into the microphone.

“Now even if the impossible happens, if by some miracle that Edge manages to pull off the upset and win this match I highly doubt he will hold onto the championship for long - you see Edge has a serious problem - he cannot hold onto good things - he always lets them go. Like I have said, titles come into his hands with ease, but after a small amount of time, they slip through his fingers. You think holding a title over ten different times makes you good Edge? You think it makes you better than me? No! It just means you slipped up all those times. Like I told you, my one reign means more than all of yours combined, because it is never going to end, get that through your thick skull. I have been…unstoppable. I have not been pinned…I have not been submitted…I have not officially lost a match. All these months in and there is no stopping me. The only way you can taste sweet victory here tonight is by pinning either Pete Dunne or your on and off again brother, because you have zero chance against me. When you step into the ring tonight, I would not be too worried about Christian or little petey if I were you I would be worried about the man that has this match in the palm of his hand…me. I don’t really know you, I just know what I have read about and what others have told me and I am not impressed…now seeing as I don’t want to know you Edge will have no guilt on my shoulders whatsoever when I beat you within an inch of your pathetic life. Edge like I said there is only one way you can walk out as champion tonight and that is by pinning the lesser men of this match, but I am not going to sit back and let that happen. Nobody has said that you are the future of this company, your name and your accomplishments mean nothing here. You are just another guy thinking he has good things coming his way. Honest to god ever since The Miz was handed championship matches like they were candy everyone seems to think they can get the same special treatment. Edge this will be another in a long list of championships for you and also it will mark your last. When I RETAIN the European Championship, only the best will challenge me for my championship and Edge this may come as a little shock to you, but not to all of us, but you are nowhere near the best, you don’t even come close. When I win this match and remain champion you will never ever get a shot at me because you are not good enough, you never have been and you never will be good enough to face me.”

TJP lowers the microphone once again and starts to walk around the ring; he was trying to get under the skin of these thousands of people and luckily for him it was working. He knew exactly what he was talking about; he knew what he had to say to push the buttons of these people. He is talking about how good he is and these people hate him for it. It is what he does best, talking about how talented he is. The fans continued to boo him, they were excited for this match, who would not be, and it is perhaps the biggest match in history. What these people don’t want is TJP coming down here and winning the match and retaining his champion- AGAIN. Smirking he would move onto his final opponent for this evening, Christian.

“You know as we go on about this match and talking about my opponents for tonight - it just gets worse and worse as we finally arrive to the last man that stands against me Christian. Now stop right there, I know you people want to cheer for him, I know deep down you people want to chant his name, but please don’t, I already have a headache from having to listen to your annoying chants and having to listen to you chant for a loser like him would just be way too much for me the handle right now. I know you love him - but why - why do you love him? What has he done to gain your affection, I see people here holding amazing signs dedicated to him - yet I don’t see a single sign for me out here - why is that? What has Christian got that I don’t? I have never understood why people like him so much. I know he has been around for a long time. I know he was around during the boom period of wrestling, but he was never the main event. He was never the star, he was never the main event. He was always the tag team wrestler with Edge and he was always the weaker of the two of them. When they broke up, I thought that would be the end for him, but he hung in there, but barely. It took you leaving, going to a smaller company to taste real success, but if you cannot win it in the big leagues, then it does not matter. You don’t go down leagues and win gold and think you are the best, that is not how it works. You Christian have always lived in the shadow of your brother, you have always been - weaker than him. You have never had the success that he has and it eats away at you. You want all he has had and that’s why you continue to fight, through the pain and injuries, hoping that just once, you will do what he could not - but don’t worry - both you and your brother will both fail in your pursuit for gold. You don’t have to worry about being better than your brother anymore…after tonight you won’t be having any more problems…after tonight when I take you down…and I remove all purpose you have here…you will do the right thing and leave. I will show the world - the champion in me. I will show everyone that I am truly the best and there eyes - yes there eyes will at last be opened. The boos and the hatred for me will turn to cheers Christian, when I remain champion, these people will learn to love me…it is the one thing I have always wanted…the fans on my side. They side with you Christian...for whatever reason it is they side with you. You’re a weak man, a injured old man, a failure…you’re not worth cheering for. I'm a winner but these people still decide to boo me, hate me, reprimand me, you just can't stand me, can you! Even after everything I have said about Christian…you still boo me…and cheer him…you people really are as thick as Christian. You can cheer for that joke of a wrestler all you want…because after tonight…Christian will no longer be a threat to me or my title…after tonight by my hands and my hands alone…Christian will no longer be a part of this company, I can assure you off.”

The fans exploded like a volcano with a huge burst of boos for what TJP has been saying about the Christian. A Christian chant started to kick up around the arena much to the annoyance of TJP. This crowd seemed to like the lovable Christian as TJP looked on into the crowd and just hung his head in shame for them. TJP then looked up and clapped along with the entire crowd as they chanted Christian name. He then cut them off with a furious reaction.

“STOP IT, STOP THAT…STOP THIS RIGHT NOW YOU IDIOTS! You people really have no clue do you! This isn't the nineties anymore; you don't have to cheer for the good guys each and every week…it’s getting so repetitive now. Christian is not a good guy, don’t you understand that? He abuses his body…he is a terrible role-model…he is weak and ready to fall to me. Honestly I have wasted more than enough of my time speaking about him and the others. Let me make this as clear to you as possible…Christian is history….he is the past of WWEx and…I am the future. Now I know there's no doubt on God's green earth that you'll all be pulling for PeTe, Edge and Christian but there's one problem. TJP. I'M THE MOST CAPTIVATING SUPERSTAR IN THE WORLD AND YOU ALL KNOW IT! IT'S ALL BECAUSE OF ME THAT PEOPLE ALL AROUND THE WORLD TUNE IN TO WATCH WWEX EACH WEEK NOW, I AM THE REASON THIS SHOW IS EVEN REMOTELY WATCHABLE. I'M BETTER THAN ALL OF YOU, I'M BETTER THAN ALL MY OPPONENTS AND IT'S ALL BECAUSE I'M TJP AND I'M.. THE EUROPEAN CHAMPION… AND I WILL BE THE GREATEST CHAMPION THIS COMPANY'S EVER SEEN AND EVER WILL SEE!

Immediately after TJP finished he dropped the microphone, his theme hit but it was combated by the huge roar from the fans. Boos and derogatory comments were being shouted by thousands of people, all directed at that one man in the ring. He cockily grinned and slipped out of the ring, beating his chest as hard as he could as he left up the ramp with that grin painted on his face. He's definitely clear that he is confident, that he is ready for this. Once again the odds were against him, but he liked it that way - it gave him something to fight for as he was going to do all he could to remain - champion.