• Ambushed.

Posted: **Tue Sep 13, 2016 11:04 am**

It was a sunny day, the town was overcrowded as per usual and Jimmy Havoc is walking down a cobbled path with his phone in his hand. These streets are the familiar ones, the ones he walked down every day and night only a few months ago. The smell of grounded coffee beans fills the air as he gets closer to a Starbucks, he sends a text and puts his phone in his pocket.
He takes his glasses off his face and puts them atop his head, he had a T-Shirt on with "Not Everything Sucks" in a loveheart, skinny jeans and skateboarding shoes. He was home, he was comfy for the first time in ages. He walks up to the Starbucks door and here's a shout from the side.

???: "Oi, Nobhead. I'm over here".

Jimmy see's the skinny man he had not noticed on his way in and a huge smile arose on his face.

Jim: "Will! Long time no bloody see! How you been mate?"

Jimmy took a seat next to the man and had a drink in front of him.

Will Ospeay: "Yeah man! It's been great! Listen, first things first. Sorry we didnt get to do much when I was at EBWF, I was abit lost and stuff so."

Jim: "No worries man, I know exactly the feeling you're on about. How's Japan treating you?"

Will: "It's been great! I won the Super Juniors, see that? By the way, that coffee is yours!"

Jimmy looked at the cup in front of him, shrugged and took a drink from it.

Jim: "Thanks, and yes of course I did! How come you're back over here?"

Will: "I'm doing a few indie shows over here, up in Newcastle and that. I also have something on the cards that I have to keep close to my chest."

Jimmy looked puzzled, Will had already been in EBWF. Could this be a fulltime NJPW or maybe the dreaded WWE?

Jim: "Oh yeah? Sounds...nice?"

Will: "It's actually something you might be interested in. I've set up a meeting."

Jimmy started to look even more confused.

Jim: "What the fuck are you on about? Meeting? When?!"

Will looked directly past Jimmy to see a rather average man. Hairy faced, from top to bottom with blacked out glasses carry a clipboad.

Will: "Here he is now, Vince!"

Jimmy stopped dead in his tracks, he had known this name for years. Dreamt of working for this man until EBWF became the top dogs in wrestling and the name Ikeda stole the air from beneath him. There was no way THE Vince would drink coffee here right? Jimmy turned his head slowly...It surely cant be right?

Jimmy: "Oh...Vince...Russo."

Russo took a seat between Ospreay and Havoc and extended his hand for a handshake. Havoc brushed this off as a state of unwant.

Russo: "Listen Bro, i'll make it quick because I ain't got alot of time here. I want you to be my Main Event Heel. I want you as the posterboy for my new promotion right here in the UK, How does that sound?"

Havoc started to get angry.

Jimmy: "No."

Russo and Ospreay looked bewildered as Ospreay had told Vince Havoc has already in.

Russo: "Wait, why not?"

Jimmy: "Because quite frankly, im pretty fucking happy where I am."

Ospreay: "You've just been saying how you feel lost and shit!"

Russo: "Listen, the promotion is going to be in London. So you can stay home with your folks and not have to be homesick. We're only gonna run London so won't be much travelling and I'll pay for it all"

Jimmy: "You think I give a fuck what you're selling me? Do you know what i've done? I bet you didn't even know who I was before I got to EBWF. You know Wes Ikeda right? That man has changed my fucking life and I owe him the world and I owe him enough to never trust a cunt like you."

Russo: "No need to get into name calling bro-"

Jimmy: "Nah, nah, nah. Even if I wasnt with EBWF. I would NEVER take you up on your offer and you wanna know why? I've heard the stories about you Vince and you can deny them all you want but at the end of the day at least 50% of them are true. You know I look for certain qualitys in promoters/management/bookers, someone who I can sit down, have a drink with and tell them what I'd like to do with my character. You see, Jimmy Havoc is a delicate flower of a character, one small fuck-up and It could all be for nothing. I 100% could not trust you to listen to me. I know what you've done to guys like The Young Bucks, Jericho, Styles and all those guys. I also bet you where behind that god awful run I had in TNA against the Decay. I knew you were consulting there still."

Jimmy began to get arrogant as he took another drink from his cup.

Ospreay: "What do you mean character? You are Jimmy Havoc! Don't be a bellend"

Jimmy slammed his cup on the table.

Jim: "My name is Jim Mcahren, the minute I step out of that curtain I am Jimmy Havoc. That's something you need to learn sunshine. That's another thing Ikeda taught me. I can't imagine Russo here to be a man of the people. More of a fucking dictator."

Russo looked dissapointed.

Russo: "Listen bro, this is the contract. There's your payment on it, just you know. Take it home and see what you think. My number is on there too."

Russo passed a piece of paper over to Jimmy. He took one look at it set it back down on the table. He picked up his coffee cup, took a drink, took the lid off and poured the remains over the paper.

Jimmy: "Listen 'BRO'. Don't ever contact me again, and that goes for you too Will. I thought you were better than this, both of you, cunts!"

Jimmy put his glasses back on his face as he walked away and took his phone out of his pocket again.