Mahogany furniture, marmite floor, expensive furnishings everywhere... The camera displayed what looked like a fine mansion. The camera continued to roam over the palace of luxury before they found a golden throne... Occupied by none other than The Mexican Aristocrat, Alberto del Rio. He was wearing a white, crisp tuxedo, a smirk very wide on his face... He had a round glass full of expensive cognac, which he twirled around before taking a sip from.
Alberto del Rio: My name is Alberto del Rio! Welcome to my humble abode... Christmas is just around the corner and being the generous man I am... I had given 10% of my fortune to UNICEF children all over the world, to ensure they have a happy holiday... I had even given all of my employees a paid vacation in Cabo, including the lovely Eve Torres...
~Ahem!!!!~
Ricardo Rodriguez appeared on the scene, wearing a french maid dress... He frowned at Alberto.
Alberto del Rio: Callate Ricardo! Go make me dinner now will ya?
Ricardo stomped his feet away from Alberto, muttering curse words in Spanish.
Alberto del Rio: Everything you see... My expensive wine cellar, my hundred acres mansion, my loyal servants, my beautiful, beautiful assistant... Everything I have, I have rightfully earned it. Sure... I was blessed, not with a silver spoon in my mouth like Shane McMahon's, but with a golden spoon with crusted diamonds, rubies and emeralds all over it. I didn't choose to be part of mexican royalty... I didn't choose the burden of setting an example to kids all over my native Mexico... Who have me as a role model, not to end up in alleys doing and dealing drugs... I take my work as the savior of my people with humility... Like everything rest in my life! As a matter of fact, I will fly 200 kids from my native country with no resources whatsoever to witness a dream come true... To witness the night their Hero wins his first EBWF Title... A minor, insignificant title... But hey, who am I to judge?
Alberto smiled, sipping on his Cognac.
Alberto del Rio: Nevertheless, There is something that bothers me... The fact I am constantly compared to my opponent tonight. I cannot deny Ted DiBiase Jr. is indeed a man with a vast amount of wealth and history, being the son of the Million Dollar Man and all... Ted DiBiase Jr. is just a fun to watch, dumb, watered down version of his pops... You see, I've done my homework on Ted DiBiase, and I had Ricardo to watch every bit of tape there was ever since DiBiase debuted here in EBWF...
Ricardo's voice was heard from the kitchen.
Ricardo Rodriguez: QUE ABURRIDO! PREFIERO COCINAR TODO EL DIA! (How Boring! I rather cook all day!).
Alberto chuckled and shrugged.
Alberto del Rio: Ricardo has told me everything there needs to be known about you... Teddy, Teddy, Teddy... In the three years you've been in EBWF... You've done NOTHING. You debuted and probably bought a number one contendership for the world title or something... Then you won the World Title and have the honour of having the shortest Title reign EVER... You then went to the man who took that title away from you... CM Punk, and you chose to become his... Student? Or something... You two became tag champs and then he dumped you... Or something... Ricardo said he fell asleep over the rest of the footage, but your EBWF career has consisted basically on moaning and crying... Instead of doing something! You've spent your million dollar resources here on what? Absolutely nothing...
Alberto gazed at his cognac...
Alberto del Rio: Teddy, had you noticed I top you on everything you've bragged about? You brag about being son of a legendary wrestler, while my father and uncle are twice the stars your dad could ever be... You then arrived here and took pride on signing a deal with some MMA gear thing... While I already had a successful but short MMA career? You then began saying you were straightedge, and thus... Better than the rest of the world; while I am a pure, honest, clean man ever since my conception! You are constantly bringing up you're Daddy's little boy... While I chose a path different from that of My Uncle and Father... I am not here to please ANYONE... I am here to fulfil a destiny... To fulfil my needs! My need for competition, my need for justice, my need for a worthy opponent, my need for gold... The type of gold that can't be bought!
Alberto winked into the camera.
Alberto del Rio: You've been here for nearly four years, and you brag about a title you haven't defended against someone important -until now. You even have the audacity to brag about a 20-something world title reign... It seems like I'm never going to hear the end of it! If I were you I'd do ANYTHING so people forgot I held such a prestigious title as the EBWF World Championship for the laughable amount of time of three weeks... CM Punk dumped you, as Cody Rhodes Dumped you, as The Trilogy Dumped you, Even your brother Brett thought he was better than you and tried to steal your spotlight! I wanted to pay Bully Ray to beat your ass real good last week... He said he'd do it for free.
He chuckled and sipped on his drink, Ricardo's laughter was heard from the kitchen.
Alberto del Rio: Keep it down there, Ricardo! You've been flopping, and flopping, and flopping, and failing miserably to make the world give a damn about your for four years already... Don't you think it is time to hang the boots Junior? I almost... ALMOST feel bad for having to take that puny year long title reign away from you, Teddy. But I don't... Because I can't stand the way you talk about it constantly, on how it is such a big deal! Let me tell you a little secret, Teddy Bear Junior... The last champion of the PTG title will be none other than the man who beats you at Christmas Eve of destruction!
Alberto smiled, happily convinced about what he had just said.
Alberto del Rio: "Warden" Chris Jericho took a man who has tripped with nearly every stepping stone that he has had on his path... And he puts him in a ladder match? Really? Ted DiBiase, the man who has been on the bottom of the ladder, just above the divas and the breakout championship scene... And Jericho expects him to climb a whole ladder with ME as an opponent? It has to be a bad joke... Maybe Ted doesn't understand Jericho has been laughing in his face... Like CM Punk has laughed in his face every time he beats him, like Mr. Anderson has laughed in his face via twitter, Like I laughed in your face when I took away your cute little title and gave it to Ricardo! Just like the whole EBWF Universe has laughed in his face ever since he became the worst World Champion in EBWF History! Teddy, Teddy, Teddy... You are nothing but a joke... A Million Dollar Joke!
Alberto laughed and finished up his cognac, setting the glass down.
Alberto del Rio: I am going to show you I am a much better wrestler than you could ever be... I am going to end this "Million Dollar Comparison" once and for all... I am going to show the world I am the biggest star of the two... Not only because I have more money than you would ever dream of having, but because I have brains to spend it to my advantage... Your dad used to be a dirty player... He would buy off refs, he would buy off whoever stepped in his way... He wanted to be world champ... And he bought a world championship... You want to be world champ (God knows why, we've all seen how that one ends) but all you can think about is moaning and crying, like a little girl! Don't worry Teddy... Once I lock in my Cross Armbreaker... I will give you something really painful and really sad to cry about! The bones in your arm will shatter, like the rest of your mediocre EBWF career and your stock will go down... It will go lower than Ricardo when he wants a day off!
Alberto looked into the camera.
Alberto del Rio: And then you will probably stop being a joke... You will retire with the tiny bit of dignity you have left, and the accomplishment of having held a title belt no one gives a damn about for far too long, and having held the title EVERYONE GIVES A DAMN ABOUT for... Well, considering it is you we're talking about, you held the World Title for far too long!
It seemed as if Alberto got a bad taste on his mouth everytime he mentioned Ted is a former world champion.
Alberto del Rio: Maybe those who decided to give you the shot at the world title would turn their heads to me... My athleticism, my sportsmanship and my honesty are more than enough for me to have one of those shots... Don't you think? A man of my charisma and charm can't go overlooked for far too long... And if the only thing I need to do is break your arm for the EBWF Universe to give me what I want... No... What IS RIGHTFULLY MINE... Then so be it Teddy! So. Be. It!
Alberto stood up from his throne and smiled.
Alberto del Rio: I'll see you on the ring on Sunday night... Hopefully I can teach you a thing or two about being a real man, a real star and a true luchador! I will teach you how to hone your ancestors instead of making them ashamed you carry their last name. I think I am lucky to be the one who ends this ride for you Teddy, considering I don't like you and I don't respect you one bit... It would be perfect to see how I, Alberto del Rio, shine the light of truth into your faulty, half assed title reign! Justice shall be served on that canvas, and blood shall run, while I erect on top of the ladder and claim what is rightfully mine, what should have NEVER, NEVER, NUNCA NUNCA NUNCA belonged to you.
Alberto walked towards the huge, stone polished chimney and rested an elbow against it... Ricardo came with a small case, putting it on Del Rio's hand... He smirked and nodded at Ricardo, acknowledging his good deed.
Alberto del Rio: Let's see... Teddy Boy doesn't seem to get tired of speaking about accomplishments... So before he even comes out here to name and list them, to bore the EBWF Universe to death with his boring stories... Allow me to say this: I DON'T CARE WHO DIBIASE HAS BEATEN... There is no man walking on Earth that is even comparable to Alberto del Rio, so what he is up against is brand new... I doubt I can get sense into his head... Punk has tried it, Cody Rhodes has tried it... Nearly everyone in the roster has tried to tell Teddy he doesn't have what it takes to make it in this business... I am sure a swift kick to the head could cause scramble his ideas and give him a much clearer panorama of his unsuccessful career... I can't wait to grab that ladder and using it to inflict unimaginable amounts of pain on Teddy boy... I would love to snap the armbreaker with some help of the steel ladder. I would love to rub your face against it... Over and over again! I would love to super kick you from the top of the ladder to your demise... Before I climb to my brand new belt... MI CAMPEONATO DEL CAMINO A LA GLORIA! While you fall, like you're used to, Teddy...
Alberto opened the case... Slowly taking out a replica of the Million Dollar belt... He ran his hand along it... Before holding it in both of his palms.
Alberto del Rio: Ted... This is what I believe about you, your legacy, your talent and your hopes of beating me at Christmas Eve of Destruction...
Alberto dumped the belt into the chimney where the open fire would soon consume the leather strap... winked once more into the camera as the scene now focused on the burning million dollar belt before fading completely to black.
