- Show -

If you look up the definition of the word "perfection" in the dictionary, you'd see a picture of Dolph Ziggler.

After all, you did literally tape the picture in all of your house's dictionaries (with each corner at a perfect right angle, you'd like to note). It's an excellent tool for when you need just enough motivation to do that extra set of crunches; although, just looking in the mirror can do that too.

For you, keeping yourself the most athletically gifted specimen just comes naturally.

And it isn't enough for you to only have the perfect body, oh no. Because inside the ring, there's no one better, no one more talented, no one who can give these people their money's worth and show off every fine tuned talent better than you can. Hell, you can lose a match and nobody can look better losing than you; not that you lose all that often. And those boos? Just jealousy at its finest. As far as you're concerned, they can spout those insults and call you names as much as they want. Unlike you, they can't back it up.

It's a privilege to watch you perform.

You know it.

They know it.

Everyone in the world knows it.

Go to the papers and print it, it's a fact. Then when the buyrates come in, and it turns out to be the highest in years, everyone knows it will be because the WWE universe wanted to see your coronation as the top star in professional wrestling.

Yes, life is good.

You have the perfect manager - the lovely Vickie Guerrero - the perfect stablemate - current United States Champion Jack Swagger - and now you've got the perfect opportunity to show the world why you're clearly the best when you outlast five other wrestlers inside the elimination chamber.

Looking at the competition, how can you not win? You're facing four inferior wrestlers and one inferior escaped mental patient.

Those five men, they're little stars. You, you're a big star. You shine. You're a supernova, blinding and bright.

Hell, they could make you start the match, and it would be all the more impressive when you win the WWE Championship going coast to coast. It doesn't matter, because as tough as this fight will be, you're not afraid of anything. When you're this damn good, fear does not exist. You won't be intimidated since you'll rise up to any challenge they decide to throw at you, and you'll look damn good doing it.

You hear all the talk of course. "You'll never be the same," they say. That the elimination chamber is two miles and ten tons of soulless steel. They honestly believe that the greatest natural athlete of this era can't handle this kind of environment.

You can't wait to show the world exactly why they're wrong.

There is no match you can't handle, no superstar you can't defeat. It may be your first time inside the so-called Satan's structure, but there's no chance you'll be anything other than perfect. That's just the way Dolph Ziggler operates. And with ol' HBK looking exactly that - old - it's time for a new show stopper to earn their stripes, and there's no better showcase to put in your resume for that position than this very match.

You'll show off, hopefully slam R-Truth's head onto the floor so hard that he actually starts making sense, survive the match, and then you'll walk into Wrestlemania with the world's most famous title to show how all that hard work and effort paid off.

So with the world title on the line and millions watching around the world, when people place their bets for the next world champion, if they don't want to lose all their money, they better put it all on Dolph Ziggler.

Enough talk. Time for you to back it up.

#Heel.

- Dolph Ziggler -


A/N: I changed the name of the story, if you can't tell, because my need to make a perfect title reference outweighed my need to make an only decent reference to an Arcade Fire song.

Fun fact: A bit of the inspiration for this chapter totally came as a result of watching "Gaston" from Beauty and the Beast.

Concerning Randy Orton's injury and removal from Elimination Chamber: I'll stick with writing his chapter as if he was still in it, just because I don't want to let what I've already written in my head go to waste. I currently plan to write an extra chapter for *spoiler alert* Santino (though I already spoiled it in the summary and WWE already spoiled it on the site), but considering how much time is left before the event, I may only get it out by the skin of my teeth.

Thanks for reading. Reviews are not only encouraged, they're allowed. Next chapter: Understand.