Welcome, to the house of Havoc.

[Sam]

You see Jimmy set up a video camera in the corner of the room, he sets the camera up and the view switches to the recording

Jimmy Havoc: Welcome, one and all. To the place I call Mecca, my Jerusalem, my palace, my asylum and my place of rest

Jimmy stretches his arms out wide, but the view is distorted and you can only make out his face, his bright white shirt and jacket with the words "DIE HAVOC DIE" scrolled across them

Jimmy Havoc: Now I'm supposed to make this little video and call out Baron Corbin, my next opponent and dont worry Baron, i'll get to you. BUT! This is a time to show the whole EBWF roster what Wreaking Havoc is all about, you see, I'm not your average "wrestler". I'm a fucking good Wrestler, don't get me wrong, but I'm not your run of the mill Tyler Breeze's, Wade Barrett's or Dolph Ziggler's. I am a one of a kind and by that I mean, there is nothing I wont do to make sure I win a match, I will hurt you, I will hurt me, more importantly you of course, to make sure I can spin you around straight into my arm, which by the way has finished some of the most legendary men to walk this earth. The Acid Rainmaker, good name, innit?

Jimmy grabs a chair and places it in front of the camera and sits down.

Jimmy Havoc: And you...Baron. You're literally nothing, you think your a big boy who can attack other people and walk around like hes the cock of the month. That's just the difference between you and I though, whereas you attack people and boast and are all proud. I will attack, leave them crippled, out of action...and call that Tuesday.

Jimmy stands back up

Jimmy Havoc: And I suppose I could just sit here and talk or I could prove it to you.

Jimmy flicks a switch, the room emerges into light and all you can see is 6 figures strapped to stretchers, with hoods on. All of them have "BARON" scratched into there chests

Jimmy Havoc: Now you see, this is what I do when I'm bored. What the fuck do you think I can do to you when I'm focused? Warfare, Me, Baron Corbin and I can promise it will not be pretty.

Jimmy goes to switch off the camera, but remembers something and instead picks the camera up and points it at one of the hooded figures

Jimmy Havoc: Oh yeah. I almost forgot little old Dolph, banging on about T-Shirts and wrestling gyms and thinking he's cool because he name dropped me. Well Dolph, I really don't think you wan't to see whats down this rabbit hole. I know you're not ready, but I'll give you a teaser shall I?

Jimmy takes off the hooded figures Hood.

Jimmy Havoc: Go on, cry for help!

Ryan Nemeth: NICK! YOU GOTTA HELP ME, THIS GUY IS FUCKING CRAZY. HELP ME!

Whilst you can still here Ryan's cries for help, Jimmy turns the camera around on himself, winks at the camera and shut its off.