A/N: Hey fanfics fans. White here with yet another new fanfic. Like my last new one, this is also focused on WWE, but this time focuses on the current United States Champion The Miz. What happens? Well your about to find out. Like last time, the match is done using Smackdown VS RAW 2010. Spelling of Rated and Superstar are intentional.

"The following contest is scheduled for one-fall and it is for the United States championship!" Justin Roberts shouted to the sold-out crowd of the WWE Universe in Miami, Florida.

Then the theme of 'I Came To Play' started up.

'I came to play
I came to play
There's a price to pay
Time for you to get down on your knees and pray'

"Introducing first, from Cleveland, Ohio weighing 231 pounds, he is the United States champion, The Miz!"

Then once Miz was settled in the ring, the familiar theme of Metalingus started to play.

'I've been defeated and brought down
Dropped to my knees when hope ran out
The time has come to change my ways

On this day I see clearly everything has come to life
A bitter place and a broken dream
And we'll leave it all, leave it all behind'

"And his opponent, from Toronto, Ontario Canada, The Raaaaaaated-R Superstaaaaaaar, Edge!" Roberts bellowed.

"Welcome back live to Monday Night Raw, ladies and gentlemen. This is our main event! The United States Championship on the line, The Miz defending against the Rated-R Superstar Edge!" Michael Cole announced to the capacity Raw crowd.

"That's right, Michael! This should be one heck of a title match!" WWE Hall of Famer Jerry 'The King' Lawler added.

"That's true, King. Remember Miz won the title a few months ago in a Fatal-4-Way match also featuring the then-champ R-Truth, Miz's former buddy and tag-team partner John Morrison and Zack Ryder." Cole continued, informing the viewers of the title's past history.

"And Edge seems hell-bent on making that title his own…" King commented as the bell rang to begin the match.

The Miz started off trying to give Edge a kick to the midsection only for Edge to catch his leg, and spin Miz around before kicking him in the back.

"And Edge with a solid counter to Miz's opening move." Cole commented.

Miz then tried for another kick, only for Edge to again catch him and flip him aside.

"And Edge with momentum early on, and Edge into the cover, and Miz kicks out before one." Cole announced, a wry smile on his face.

"The match only just started, Edge! No way you'll get a pin this soon!" King laughed.

Again, Miz went for a kick, only for Edge to turn it into a clothesline to the face.

Miz, trying desperately to build up some progress baseball slid under Edge then charged towards Edge afterward only for Edge to turn it into a drop-toe hold.

"And Edge is just taking it to Miz right now, King." Cole spoke.

"Miz just can't seem to get any sort of sustained offense going right now." King mused.

And Miz after a flurry of strikes by Edge, rolled out of the ring, trying to regroup his thoughts.

"Smart thinking there by Miz." Cole said.

"Yeah I mean, if you're getting hammered like a railroad spike all match, sometimes rolling out of the ring to catch your breath can be a very wise move." King added in agreement.

Miz smirked, thinking of an idea as he rifled under the ring and pulled out a 2by4 and swung it at Edge once back in the ring, it slamming him to the floor.

"Ooh, that'll hurt in the morning." Cole murmured.

Miz then dropped the 2by4 and quickly landed a flying forearm to Edge, the latter smacking harshly against the mat.

Miz then followed up with a diving axhandle, an arm-wrench and finally a jumping neckbreaker.

"And Miz has cleverly wrenched back control!" Cole shouted.

"I agree, this is a heck of a match!" King cried.

"And Miz into the cover, and a kick-out before one by Edge." Cole spoke.

Miz then came back with a quick knee to the face, sending Edge staggering backwards.

"Oh and Miz with a beautiful drop-kick and oh look out here! And oh gosh, Miz landing right on his back as he's sent flying over to the outside!" Cole yelled a bit over-dramatically.

Miz staggered back up to a vertical base before moving towards the announce table, grabbing his title belt and smacking Edge upside the head with it outside the ring, before leveling his opponent with a devastating jumping neckbreaker.

Miz quickly then raced up the steps and up the turnbuckle and leapt off, catching Edge right in the jaw with another drop-kick as Edge returned inside the ring, crashing down to the mat from the drop-kick.

"Oh man, did you see the hangtime Miz got on that? He got Edge right on the jaw!" Cole exclaimed.

"Did I ever, Edge may be out here!" King shouted.

Miz then quickly executed another flying forearm, growling in frustration when Edge managed to get back to a standing position.

And Miz smirked deviously, getting an idea. He quickly moved behind the referee and took him by the shoulders and then shoved him forward, to collide with an unsuspecting Edge, knocking them both to the floor.

"Well that was just uncalled for by Miz, wasn't it Michael?" King questioned.

"Are you kidding, King? That was brilliant strategy by Miz, using whatever it takes to win, the mark of a true champion!" Cole exclaimed.

Miz, sensing an opportunity, quickly raced to the top rope just as Edge was getting up. He then leapt off, going for a diving cross-body, but Edge wisely side-stepped it leaving Miz to crash painfully to the floor.

"Ouch! Big miss by Miz! That could be a key moment in this one, Michael Cole!" King shouted.

Miz quickly sprung to his feet, dealing out back-to-back knee lifts to Edge.

"Great move by Miz! If you take away Edge's knees, you take away his most dangerous offensive weapon, the spear." Cole cried out.

Miz then quickly slipped out of the ring, grabbing a steel chair from under it, and delivering a vicious chair shot to Edge's skull.

"Oh good Lord, what a chair shot! Edge just got his brains scrambled on that one, folks!" Cole yelled.

Miz then went for a second chair shot only to be met with a painful equalizer – the spear.

"Spear! Spear!" Cole yelled.

"That might be it, we may have a new US champ on our hands!" King added.

Miz quickly got to his feet before nailing a second chair shot, this one busting Edge wide open.

"And Edge has been busted open, folks! This one's just about over!" Cole screamed.

"And Miz into the cover, may have him here, no Edge kicks out before 2!" Cole yelled.

Miz then got Edge by the back before delivering a powerful inverted suplex with Edge landing right on his head.

"Oh man, that's gotta be it!" Cole cried out.

Miz then decided to go for another cover.

"And Edge somehow kicks out yet again! What a match here live on Raw!" Cole screamed excitedly.

"And this time Edge, off the spear goes for the cover, may have him, no Miz powers out at 2!" Cole yelled in disbelief.

"Wow, I thought Edge had him there!" King shouted as Miz hit another jumping neckbreaker.

Then Miz hit a picture-perfect chair shot to Edge's skull going for the win with the cover.

"Miz into the cover! 1, 2! 3! Miz has done it! Miz did it! Miz retains the title!" Cole screamed as the bell rang.

Immediately I Came To Play started up once more.

"Your winner, and still the United States Champion, The Miz!" Justin Roberts shouted.

"Well folks, you have just witnessed an incredible title match. Miz retains the title despite a valiant effort by Edge, who for most of the matchup, King was in firm control." Cole reflected as Miz celebrated.

"Yeah he did, Michael but one too many chair shots to the head was just too much for Edge to handle." King replied.

"What a night here on Raw, good night everybody, from Miami!" Cole announced, as the show officially went off the air TV-wise…

To be continued…