Narrator: This is the life and career of Jimmy Havoc. We will be exploring the EBWF superstars long history from earning his way through the U.K. independent scene to making his way in America and becoming the man he is today. This is “Suffering”: The Jimmy Havoc Story.

A Jimmy Havoc babyphoto was shown, a small toddler in an mans arms, the man had a dark brown moustache and cuddled the toddler in his arms.

Narrator: James Mcahren was born in Dartford, Kent where he lived with his Mother and Father until he age of 23. He often cites his grandmother as the reason he got into the sport of Professional Wrestling.

The scene cut to a shot of Jimmy Havoc in front of a green screen.

Jimmy Havoc: Yeah. I grew up going round my grans house to watch wrestling on her VCR player, my mum would never allow it but what she didn’t know didn’t hurt her.

A voice could be heard faintly from behind the camera.

“What was the first match you remember?”

Jimmy Havoc: Randy Savage vs. Ricky Steamboat. Absolute masterclass, I was more interested in the story than the actual wrestling. I was never a Hulkamaniac or a Warrior, I went for the more flash guys with the technically wrestling. Macho and Steamboat where two of my heroes.

It cut to a grainy video of a wrestling training school. A young long haired Jimmy Havoc was being given the business by an older veteran.

Narrator: Jimmy began training at the NWA: UK Hammerlock training facilities under U.K. Legend Jon Ryan. He trained there with another U.K. superstar in Zack Sabre Jr, the pair hit it off immediately.

Zack Sabre Jr: Me and Jimmy were tighter than anything man. We were the best of mates and it always showed, every night we would wrestle each other in front of 1 person, 2 people. It didn’t matter, we wanted to be the best we could and we knew we had the chemistry to tell a story better than anyone could.

Jimmy Havoc: Zack was always better than me, rightfully so though. Zack was big on the technical side and he still is, he’s the most technical wrestler and the best since Bryan Danielson. He would put me in submissions I didn’t even know existed, I think he made some of them up.

The next video that played was Havoc wrestling and getting put through a flaming table.

Narrator: Jimmy would soon discover what was then known as Hardcore wrestling. He would grow to enjoy this style of wrestling and utilise it as much as he could.

Jimmy Havoc: See because Zack was always the better wrestler, I knew I had to stand out another way. Don’t get me wrong, I can hold my own but when you’re in the same class as Zack Sabre Jr you need your own thing. Jon Ryan put me onto a booker in Essex for a pub called the Tap n Tin where they would wrestle in front of the drunk locals and they would always demand bigger and more stupid stunts because that was the cool thing. ECW had just died out and people needed their fix, I happen to have a very high pain tolerance and everything else just seemed to fall into place.

Narrator: Jimmy would eventually find his way in the U.K. Scene to PROGRESS Wrestling. A promotion focused on “Punk Rock Wrestling” and standing out from the crowd, Jimmy would begin life at PROGRESS wrestling in deathmatches but would soon become the focal point of the promotion, holding there Main Championship belt for 2 whole years.

Jim Smallwood: I was and still am the booker at PROGRESS and when I went into this business I didn’t just want to book it on the fly, I wanted to be able to tell a story and Havoc gave me just that.

Jimmy Havoc: Smallwood came to me and laid out this whole plan about how I’d beg to be on the shows and he would only put me in deathmatches cos that’s all I was good for, I could never really wrestle apparently.

Jim Smallwood: Till eventually I would put Havoc in a deathmatch against someone my character hated in Jon Ryan. I put the stipulation that if Havoc wins he could have a title shot at anytime. I never expected him to actually win it.

Jimmy Havoc: I was the plucky underdog with a title shot and back then Mark Andrews was also the big underdog having finally beaten Rampage Brown for the title, celebrations were had until I ruined the party. Cashed my chance in and became the PROGRESS Wrestling Champion.

Narrator: During his tenure as champion he would beat big names in Will Ospreay, Zack Sabre Jr, Tommy End and Finn Balor. He would strike up a friendship with Tommy End during this aswell.

Jimmy Havoc: Tommy huh? Tommy is a guy I have so much respect for I can’t even begin to describe it. I have 2 years of experience over him and he knows more about this business than I ever will. I learnt so much from Tommy I can’t thank him enough, he will always be one of my greatest friends in this business. He can’t drive though.

Tommy End: Jim and I go way back.. Way before we came to EBWF. We traveled up and down the roads, getting into some crazy shit.. Most of which I can’t say on here, especially if you want to keep this a PG13 rating. I’ll just say that a lot of the shit we would get into, should have have landed us in jail.

The scene would switch to a picture of Havoc with a band around his knee, In a hospital bed.

Narrator: Jimmy would suffer a knee injury which would set him back a way. He lost all momentum in PROGRESS and this happened whilst he was just starting to expand his trade in Australia and America.

Jimmy Havoc: I genuinely thought I was done there and then. Like I began to sell my merch and stuff just to stay afloat, I was selling souvenirs Guys had given me. Like Fergal’s jacket he wore when he faced me, my own blood soaked tights and I sold all of these priceless gear because I couldn’t afford not to be wrestling. I thought I was done, until I got that call.

Narrator: Jimmy would receive a call that would change his life and his whole career when EBWF, the largest wrestling company in the world would offer him a position on their roster.

Wes Ikeda: Honestly, what can I say about Jimmy Havoc? I wanted him in EBWF for a good five years before he finally signed, but honestly I don't know that the world would have been ready for him. Jim is a hell of a guy, a hell of a guy. And he's a hell of a talent. He's the wrestler I wanted to be when I got into this business, having the career I wish I had. He'll probably turn that into a promo on me one day, but it's true. There's no one in the world like him, and I think we're damn lucky that he calls EBWF home.

Chris Jericho: Havoc was someone I’d been scouting for a while before we signed him for EBWF. I liked his character, but I was a little concerned about whether someone whose main focus seemed to be competing in as many deathmatches as possible could handle wrestling a more traditional style week in, week out with only the occasional hardcore match. Havoc quickly put that concern to bed and I think wrestling for EBWF has helped him improve in the ring. He’s gone from strength to strength these past couple of years. I daresay our feud was pretty memorable, even if it didn’t end the way I wanted it to…

Jimmy Havoc: Yeah signing for EBWF was a fucking dream come true. A lot of guys aimed for WWE and for Vince but, I was an Ikeda guy. The guy was doing what I was doing on a better scale, he was what I wanted to become. EBWF was a new challenge but I knew I had to give it everything.

The scene switched to Havoc winning the EBWF Breakout Championship.

Narrator: It wouldn’t be long before Jimmy Havoc was shown to audiences across the world, losing his first two matches against Raven and Baron Corbin before ultimately beating them all for a chance at the Breakout Championship and then going on to beating Shinsuke Nakamura for that belt, Jimmy was an instant among the crowd.

Baron Corbin: Jimmy was different man. I think there was a void there when Brian Kendrick left but man did Jimmy ever fill it. Those promos were creepy and sadistic, he deserved everything he got.

Jimmy would then go on to form a Tag Team with Seth Rollins, winning the EBWF Tag Team Classic and beating the Dudley Boyz for the Tag Team Championships.

Bully Ray: Say what you will about the kids size.. Havoc has the main thing this business is lacking these days. Heart. No matter if he’s out there wrestling in front of 20 people in a high school gym, or fighting the boss on the grandest stage of them all in front of millions. That kid gives his everything in each and every match. That’s hard to find these days.

Narrator: Havoc would then find himself at a loss, he brought in Baron Corbin as a stablemate but things quickly began to fall. Seth Rollins left the company and Baron soon thereafter, the Tag Team gold would soon enough find its way to a new partner...Newcomer Braun Strowman.

Braun Strowman: When I signed for EBWF, I expected it to be as a singles competitor. So when they told me I was going to be working with Jimmy Havoc... I’ll be honest, I was pissed. I thought “who’s this weedy English kid and why am I expected to be his partner?” But working with Jim has been great. We had a lot of fun teaming together, and I think there’s a good chemistry between us. Havoc proved me wrong, just like he’s proved so many other people wrong over the years, and it’s just a matter of time before he achieves his ultimate goal - being EBWF World Champion

Narrator: During this time Jimmy would lose his Breakout Championship and subsequently feud with the EBWF World Champion AJ Styles, losing both matches against the title holder.

The scene showed a picture of Havoc sat atop Braun’s shoulders at Wrestlemania.

Narrator: Jimmy would then find himself in a Unification Ladder match for the EBWF PTG and Intercontinental Championships against Alex Riley, sat atop the shoulders of a giant he would capture that gold and win the first ever EBWF Gateway Championship.

Jimmy Havoc: I’ve been honoured to have been in 2 fantastic Wrestlemanias. My first was winning the now Gateway Championship against Alex Riley who was super over at the time, which was great. I got to do it with my good friend Braun too so that was so amazing, I lost that title like a month later but honest the moment was worth it.

The scene would switch to Jimmy winning the King of the Ring tournament and wearing the crown.

Jimmy Havoc: King of the Ring was surreal because, well let me preface by saying I’m my own worst critic. In my mind, in that tournament I was the worst out of a great bunch. Sami Zayn, The Miz, Randy Orton, AJ Styles and then me. I won it, I won the whole damn thing. It still amazes me to this day, King of the Goths was born and it shipped me straight into a feud with PJ Black and the EBWF Universe voted it as the Match of the Year.

PJ Black: I’ve been in a lot of battle through the years, but none of them have taken more out of me physically than last years SummerSlam. Jimmy and I closed the show in what could only be called the most mythical… Brutal… Gruesome… Barbaric matches I have ever been in. We gave each other everything we had, and we left it all out in that ring. That’s the night when I believe I earned Jimmy’s respect, and he earned mine.

Narrator: After this Jimmy would fall into a feud with General Manager Chris Jericho, a feud that had lasted almost a year. It culminated in an iron man match to become the General match with Havoc won.

Jimmy Havoc: Yeah being GM was a weird time, I kinda staled after the PJ feud as there was just a lot going on and nothing much for me to do and me and Chris had this idea of doing this whole thing. It turned out spectacularly, I even had my own PPV names after me In London! What the fuck?

The scene switched to a shot of Wes Ikeda jumping across the ring for a Coast to Coast on Jimmy Havoc.

Narrator: That feud would culminate at Wrestlemania. In a deathmatch against the Chairman Wes Ikeda.

Jimmy Havoc: It was always my dream and almost my duty to make Deathmatch wrestling mainstream and honestly what’s more fucking mainstream than the Main Event of Wrestlemania? Wes was excited for it, I was excited for and it just all worked out perfectly. All of my dreams for wrestling Ikeda and deathmatches and Wrestlemania had come true.

Narrator: However, Jimmy would find himself injured against as the previous knee injury has resurfaced.

Jimmy Havoc: Just wear and tear really. Wes didn’t help by putting me through glass but I wouldn’t have it any other way. Doctor said I needed to take my time and maybe take a good 6 months but…

The scene would switch to Havoc against Tommy End at the King of the Ring.

Narrator: Two months later Havoc would find himself back in the spotlight, losing to Tommy End in the KotR Quarter Finals. The King of the Ring would be won by former partner Seth Rollins, who was soon after let go by the company for his backstage unprofessionalism. This would leave the company scrambling for a new challenger, here lies Jimmy Havoc.

Jimmy Havoc: Yeah I lost in the Quarter Finals but Seth got sacked. I didn’t hand over my crown so, only right I take his spot right?

Narrator: Jimmy will face The Miz at Summerslam for the EBWF Championship, the belt that has alluded him for some time.

The scene switched to a shot of Havoc backstage laughing.

Narrator: During his time with EBWF, he would quickly become a locker room leader. Forming a bond with anyone and offering help to anyone that needed it.

Liv Morgan: BROOOOOO! Jimmy Havoc, man? Jimmy Havoc is legit... the craziest dude I've eva met, yo. I'd NEV'AH wanna get on his bad side, the dude is BRU-TAL. He's often under estimated cuz of his small stature and I relate to that 100 percent, yanno. We forever the underdogs. I'd like to say I'm a destructive person, but I ain't got ish on Havoc, for-real for-real. I honestly don't know anyone else with a bigger heart for this business, yo. It's either lots of love for this business.. or maybe he just hates his body that much? It's hard to tell, but I like to think it's mad love for the biz.

Liv Morgan: Jim is one of my fav people in EBWF. I'll admit I didn't know ish about his time wrestling across the pond, but once he signed here, man we hit it off. He's like me, yo, we can slam back pizza and beers all night and he can hang with me. That's rare. Even if he is a bit of a bean pole, he's a crazy, slicin' and dicin' psycho.. but that psycho's my friend, yo. He's my psycho. And he finna be CHAMP! OOWWEEEEE oontz-oontz-oontz (fist bumps)!!


Narrator: He would also find a love interest in the EBWF Women's Champion, Zahra Schreiber.

Jimmy Havoc: Zahra is great man, don’t know how I lived without her. Wait, I do. Lonely and depressed, she’s my light at the end of the tunnel. She knows how much I give for this business and I know it worries her a little but she does the same and I’m proud of her for it.

Zahra: Well technically... I'm not suppose to like the guy. You know... Jimmy's not Legion.. at least yet. Legion are only suppose to like their own (laughs). But honestly, I'm not sure what I'd do without him. He's always been incredible, whether it's in the middle of that ring, absolutely destroying his body for this sport, or if it's off screen, away from cameras. He doesn't like people to know, but he truly has a heart of gold. Jimmy is a rare breed and there really isn't anyone like him. Yeah, yeah I mayyyy be slightly biased, but it's the goddamn truth.


Jimmy Havoc: I’m looking forward to working with her on screen if they’ll let us. That would be fucking sick.

ahra: I'm pretty sure Jimmy is trying his hardest to make sure he'll never see the age of fifty. Does anyone remember that insane match of his with Wes Ikeda back at Wrestlemania? I really thought he was dead a few times in that match. I can't even go back and watch it anymore, it hurts me to see what he went through. But it doesn't matter how much I yell at him to be careful... I know he's going to do Jimmy and do whatever he wants with no regard to the damage it inflicts on him... he's fuckin' insane! But I love him for it.

Narrator: Jimmy Havoc is the bad guy of wrestling with the biggest heart. Who knows what the future holds for him.

Velvet Sky: Incredibly guy. In and out of the ring, the man is simply impressive and there is no denying that. He earned both mine and PJ's respect last year at Summerslam and wow... the guy has a bright future ahead of him. He's going to go far. Absolutely.

CM Punk: Jimmy Havoc? Cool guy, reminds me of a young me in my Mid South. I respect what he’s doing.

Summer Rae: Havoc? Ummm - ew. Why was I bothered with a question about this Dexter wannabe? I have important research I could be doing, and not wasting my time talking about some odd ball, goth creep from the UK. If your not asking me about DAVEY HAVOK.. you know, the vocalist of AFI... then we're done here. That was the only reason I agreed to this. I have nothing nice to say about the "King of the Goths".

Tommy End: He’d crazy in that ring, there’s no other way to put it. Let me put it this way.. When he’s out there in that ring and he’s given his time to show the world what he’s got.. He will make it a masterpiece.. He’s the Vincent van Gogh.. The Michelangelo.. The Rembrandt.. Hell, he’s the Bob Ross of EBWF. He’s an artist in that ring… Sure, the paint is usually his own blood, but what he does in that ring is the purest form of art that I’ve ever seen.


The scene faded to black.

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Tuesday August 21st. Birmingham, AL. 01:14.

It was 1am. A few street lights shined across the parking lot, the only other light source being the Neon Waffle House sign. A few cars were parked in the lot, few and far spaces between them. A stark contrast to the usual hustle and bustle it has during the day. A car pulled up, a white Toyota Corolla. Shiny and new, freshly cleaned. It pulled into a space close to the door of the Waffle House as a man with a hoodie pulled up over his face stepped out of the vehicle. He pressed the remote in his hand which made the car sound and flash, he put his hands in his pockets and walked into the Waffle House.

Once inside he scanned the room and shook his head, he removed his hood to reveal himself as Jim Mcahren.

Jim: Where the bloody hell is she?

A cat call rang out as a woman whistled at him from across the restaurant. Zahra waved her hand to signal him over to the booth she had picked in the far corner of the building. Jim nodded awkwardly as only a Brit can, he maneuvered his way through the restaurant and arrived at the booth. He removed his hoodie and threw it in the booth and sat down.

Jim: So, Hey.

Zahra shot him a warm smile and closed the book shut that she had been writing in while sitting alone. She crossed her legs and grabbed at her cup of coffee.

Zahra: I was beginning to wonder if you’d gotten lost. I ordered you a coffee but it’s probably cold now.

Zahra laughed softly and winked at him. Jimmy laughed along with her

Jim: You forget I’ve only just passed my US Driving Test though? Yeah I got lost, I got lost exiting the arena Car Park man!

Zahra: I do forgot you Brits do drive on the wrong side of the road.

She playfully stuck her tongue out at him and sipped her coffee.

Zahra: I’ve missed you. I’ve been so busy with all the media for SummerSlam. I feel like a zombie, exhausted yet I can’t seem to sleep at all. Enough about me, how’ve you been?

Jim: You seem to think I would prefer talking about myself when I’d happily sit and talk about you till the sun comes up.

Jimmy sighed.

Jim: I don’t know. I feel weird. Ever since “He who shall not be named” got himself fired, it’s all been kinda weird. I was very happy when he was fired, you know how it was. Since then though, Wes and Lynne have been coming at me from all sides about the World Title Match and I should be enjoying it! And I am! Kinda. It’s just, I love wrestling and everything that goes with it but those politics babe. That shit was so fucking ugly.

Jimmy sipped on coffee and repulsed backwards.

Jim: The cold doesn’t help the taste by the way, it’s still awful.

Zahra: I knew they were jumping the gun on pushing Colby. Now their scrambling to fill the void he left. I still can’t even get my head around everything that happened. I’m so glad for our trip to London, it helped calm me down after everything but it’s still just so crazy…

Zahra sighed and ran her fingers through her raven black hair.

Zahra: I can’t imagine what you have to deal with in the World Title picture. Of course there are politics in the Women’s division… but nothing like what you deal with.

Zahra leaned forward in the booth, placing her elbows on the edge of the table.

Zahra: Also, everyone knows cold coffee sucks ass. Not that the coffee is even good fresh here either.

Zahra turned her head and whistled over the server, motioning to Jim’s coffee cup. The waitress lazily walked towards them with a new cup and coffee pitcher. The plump server place the mug down and poured Jim a new glass full. Once she completed the minimal task, the server walked away, not even bothering to see if they were ready to order.

Zahra: You think Wes is looking to put the title on you soon?

Jimmy rolled his eyes.

Jim: Come on. You know Wes as well as I do, who the fuck knows what he’s going to do. I’ve always been the Heel in the Main Event stuff. I put over AJ, PJ and hell even Wes at Mania, who knows. I don’t wanna sound like some bullshit Indy worker on twitter but like, It’ll be cool to hold that belt I think but I’m fine without it...you know?

Jimmy played around with his coffee cup.

Jim: I’m 34 years old. I would like to go back to the indies and destroy my body some more, they signed me when I was 32 and before that this was my only goal. Now I’m here, sitting across a fucking beautiful girl I never knew I’d meet in this crazy as fuck world huh.

Jimmy smiled at Zahra.

Zahra blushed momentarily and smiled. She reached across the table and took his hand with hers and held it.

Zahra: You may be fine without ever holding the title…. But maybe you should. You’ve worked this hard and have come this far… you’ve sacrificed so much and it’s just within grasp. So… why not fuckin’ go for it? The Indies will always be there for you.

Zahra looked into his eyes.

Zahra: Your time in the EBWF World Title picture… won’t always be there. You and I both know that. Make the most of it while you still can, ya know?

Jimmy smiled.

Jim: It’s because I’m old as fuck, right?

Jimmy laughed. Zahra giggled and shook her head no.

Jim: You know I want it, more than anything. I just don’t know…

Jimmy sighed

Jim: I just don’t know how the fuck to actually grab that shit and own it. Like you did with the Women’s division, you ask me and no offence to Nat but Women’s division was stale for a time until you, with Tom and Mike of course, shook that shit up. I’ve been stirring the nest for 2 straight years and no-one gives a shit, I did the psycho run, I did the face run, I did the GM stuff and now I’m the weird Tweener asshole thing. Mike is great, I love Mike. I can’t wait to make some new scars with that dude but is EBWF really ready for Havoc as World Champion? Am I ready tho?

Jimmy dropped his head and sighed through his nose. He looked back up at Zahra and awkwardly smiled. Zahra grinned, she loved that awkward smile of his.

Zahra: Honestly… I was struggling myself for awhile. After they split up Gionna, Alexis, and I… I didn’t have much going for me. Especially against women like Velvet Sky, Sasha Banks, hell all of the Mean Girls at that time. I owe everything to Tommy. He would talk some ideas over with me and give me a few pointers and I just went for it. It worked… lucky for me. If it weren’t for him, I’m not sure where I’d be in the company right now. Before all that though… I struggled for damn near two years to find anything of substance for my character on screen.

Zahra sipped her coffee once more and lightly squeezed his hand with hers.

Zahra: You don’t give yourself enough credit. You’ve done so much for EBWF since you’ve signed on. It’s your time to get what you deserve, regardless if the world is ready for it or not. Mike’s great, PJ’s great, sure… but you don’t owe them anything. You’ve done so much and you’d make a pretty kick ass World champion. Sure, I may be slightly biased, but it’s still the damn truth.

Jim: You’re right. You’re always fucking right.

Jimmy grabbed hold of Zahras right hand and kissed it. Zahra smirked as she felt his soft lips brush against the skin of her tattooed hand.

Jim: See like, I’m always gonna fucking hate on myself. It’s just who I am but knowing that I have you wanting stuff for me is enough for me.

Jimmy took a sip of his coffee.

Jim: I’m looking forward to if the whole working together thing with us, Tommy, and Mike pans out. I know what the plans where but Colby getting fired changed everything. I was honestly super looking forward to it.

Zahra looked down at their intertwined fingers as they continued to hold hands, his fingernails covered with chipped black nail polish, and hers were perfectly manicured, also done in black.

Zahra: Of course I fuckin’ want things for you. My cold little black heart actually gives a shit about you. You know… you make me feel feelings and stuff.

Zahra lightly bit her bottom lip momentarily.

Zahra: Who knew the crazy, scary, stab happy Brit would get to me like this? I’m suppose to have this badass exterior and you just… make me feel girly mushy shit. Besides, I can relate to being your own biggest critic. In my mind, I’m never good enough, no matter what anyone tries to tell me. I’m not pretty enough, skinny enough, smart enough… to me, I’m just never… enough.

Zahra laughed softly and sighed, looking back up from their hands to Jimmy’s eyes. She slowly rubbed her thumb back and forth against the side of his hand, their fingers still tangled together.

Zahra: But you - you’ve got a fuckin’ heart of gold, babe. I’m lucky to have you. I don’t know what I did to ever deserve you, but I’m fuckin’ glad it happened. You see something special in me and I see it in you. The fans are no different and they see it too. I know they do. Get that fuckin’ title, you hear me?

Zahra nudged his leg under the table with her foot playfully.

Zahra: The rest will all fall into place. You know Tom and Michael would always love to work with you, as well as me, but for now... focus on you. You’ve put in enough work, now it’s time to put yourself over for once. You and I both know you’ll blow away anything they had planned for Colby to do… that worthless piece of shit. Everyone knows he could never hold a candle to Jimmy fuckin’ Havoc.

Zahra winked at him and sipped her coffee some more Jimmy reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, he unlocked it and pointed it towards Zahra. He had the biggest grin on his face.

Jim: Hey, do me a favour and say that again slowly. You know just for me. Like I don’t deserve you babe, like the fuck. Everything about you is so goddamn perfect, even if you don’t see it. You’re perfect in every way to me, I promise you. I’m going to bring that title back for you, I feel like I have to do it.

Jimmy sipped his coffee.

Jim: and for me too. Mainly you though so, it’s also kinda your fault if they put Mike over.

Jim winked at Zahra. Zahra looked into Jimmy’s phone camera and began to speak.

Zahra: You fuckin’ deserve the world on a silver platter babe. You got this shit, that title is going to be yours and no one is going to take that from you. Then when you get what is rightfully yours… well… we’ll just have to do some major celebrating...

Zahra smirks playfully at the camera just as “House of Wolves” by Bring Me The Horizon began playing as Jimmy’s phone began shaking about. He turned it over to see an incoming call from Lynne McClinton, he sighed loudly and stared at it for a second before Zahra pushed answer and threw the phone over to Jimmy who scrambled to put it up to his ear.

Jim: Hey Lynne. Yeah. Right. How soon? Tomorrow? Shite. Sorry. Yeah I’ll be there. Thanks Lynne.

Jimmy put down the phone and looked into Zahra’s eyes.

Jim: They want me in Atlanta tomorrow. Some god awful photo shoot promo shit, best go put on my nicest black trench coat huh.

Jimmy grabbed Zahra’s hands again, he kissed both her hands this time. Zahra let out a small groan of protest, not happy that she would likely not get to see him much for several more days.

Jim: I missed you. Don’t think I’ve ever missed something more than your face in the morning, oh and the whole no room in the bed thing I even miss that!

Zahra: Yeah, yeah, I hog the bed, you hog the covers. It evens out, right?

Zahra laughed and stood up from the booth. Jimmy got up and pulled his hoodie with him.

Jim: You wanna ride back to Tom and Dante? Think I’m going to go collect Matt too. He likes you. Shaul has been mentioning you and the QOTM stuff too, she loves it.

Zahra: Yeah, I’ll take you up on that ride if you don’t mind. I should head out too and try to get some sleep. I think I’ve loitered here long enough. Tell Shaul I said “what’s up” when you see her next. We’ll have to figure out that whole double date thing sometime soon.

Jimmy put his hoodie on and covered his face with the hood.

Jim: Don’t wanna get recognised, right?

Jimmy laughed.

Zahra: Definitely not, half the reason why I picked this place. It’s a ghost town luckily. I figured you’d get hassled out in public more than I would. I think people are too intimidated to approach me in public or something.

Zahra smiled and stepped closer to Jimmy. She wrapped her arms around him and pulled her body against his. Zahra slowly reached up and cupped the side of his face with her hand and slowly pulled him towards her. She pressed her lips to his and kissed him passionately, not giving a shit who was watching or not. After a few moments she slowly pulled back with a grin on her face.

Zahra: I think most of all, I miss doing that.

Zahra winked and licked her bottom lip. She reached up and pulled his hoodie around his face to help conceal his identity. Jimmy slid his arm around her small frame and hugged her close to him while the two made their way out of the restaurant and headed to his White Toyota Corolla.


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The scene opens up to a dark night. The sky is bits of blue but mainly covered by grey clouds. The camera pans to a beautiful hotel building. The outside is pristine and white, people were walking in and out of the front door as the doormen held it open for them. It pans closer to the door as a man in a trenchcoat walked up to the door, looked up at the building. He turned round revealing himself as Jimmy Havoc who smiled, menacingly. He turned back around and clicked his fingers. The cameras feed disrupted for a second, but when it returned the hotel was now dishevelled and broken down. The windows boarded up and the whiteness was now dirty and full of dust. The camera panned down to the doors again as it opened on its own, it followed in until it got to the reception area which was empty. A loud bell could be heard as the camera went to the left to see the elevator door open, the screen which showed the floor number flickered in an out until it pointed up. The camera followed into the elevator as the doors shut behind him. All the numbered buttons lit up until they one by one went out and left only floor 99 lit up. The elevator started to ascend, the lights in the elevator flickered. After what seemed like a minute the doors struggled to open until they eventually did, they opened to a long hallway. The camera stepped forward and then looked down to show a small pool of blood on the floor, the pool slowly got bigger as it went down the hallway. The camera walked through the mud making splashing sounds as it went through it, drips from the ceiling could be heard as it got closer to the end of the hallway.

The camera reached the far door at the end of the hallway, it had scratches on it that led to the hinges, the number had been taken down and left only a shadow of unclean wood that looked like the number 99. The door suddenly creeped open, the carpet was soaked red with the blood so much so the original colour was unrecognisable. All of a sudden Jimmy Havoc appeared in the corner of the room as he approached the camera. He stayed there for a second staring into the lens without, a baseball bat hung off his shoulders as he held it. He took it down off his shoulders and playfully spun it around until he grabbed it with both hands, swung it above his head and began to crash it down towards the camera.

The scene goes black.

It opens back up as Havoc began to position it on a stable surface, he smiles directly into the camera. He takes a few steps back as he reveals an unknown man strapped to the hotel bed that was covered in Saran Wrap. The man laid still, not moving, presumably dead. Havoc began to loiter around the bed and didn’t take his eyes off the man.

Jimmy Havoc: Here lies unknown cameraman number 377. May god have mercy on his soul or whatever deity he put his faith in.

Jimmy looked towards the camera.

Jimmy Havoc: It's a funny word that one, deity. Webster’s dictionary tells us it can be a god or a goddess, a creator or a supreme being. Divinity or an immortal, something you look up to and put your 100% faith and belief into.

Jimmy looked up and laughed.

Jimmy Havoc: You could even say the EBWF Championship is my deity. Something that I have putting my fucking everything into, the thing I’ve worked my whole life for. Yeah, I’d like to think it’s my god damned deity. You see Miz, when you’re me you don’t get handed a wrestling career off the back of some bullshit reality TV show. When you’re me you don’t get to pick people to team up with only to screw them over later to keep your own fucking head above water. When you’re me you don’t cower away from matches like some sort of pussy, you don’t fear pain. When you’re me you put your body on the line every single night as if it was your last, because that’s what someone who’s dream this is does. This isn’t your dream, this is a paycheck for you! Sure you’re good, maybe even great but there’s one huge advantage I have over you and that’s straight fucking passion for this business.

Jimmy began to walk towards the camera and took off his coat.

Jimmy Havoc: Do you wanna see what someone who gives everything to this business looks like?

He removed his shirt and opened his arms out wide. He spun round to show his body which was covered in in scars that couldn't heal properly, lacerations that had been shoddily fixed together.

Jimmy Havoc: This is the temple of everything that pro wrestling means to me. I can name every single scar on here and when and how I got them.

He pointed to a huge scar on his inner thigh.

Jimmy Havoc: This was when Paul Robinson dropped me abit weird on some glass and i got a 2 inch piece of glass removed from it. As you can tell it never healed correctly.

He pointed to scar just above his knee.

Jimmy Havoc: This one was 4 years of wear and tear, this is the scar where I got the surgery on my knee. The same knee I had problems with for MONTHS and still faced PJ Black in the best match of the year, I battled Braun Strowman, Chris Jericho, AJ Styles and even the CEO of the company Wes Ikeda. You wanna know why I did it?

Jimmy bent down and stared into the camera.

Jimmy Havoc: Because I fucking wanted to. Sure if i’d have asked for I could've got some needed time off, but would I rather battle the Owner of the company, one of my heros and idols coming up as a wrestler in a deathmatch?! IN THE FUCKING MAIN EVENT OF WRESTLEMANIA? Don’t be stupid. I have taken a good couple of years off my career but what would that matter if I didn't do the things I wanted too? You see the difference between me and you Miz is you’ll always take the safe choice. The choice that means the lowest effort with best output. Whereas I will always take the biggest risk for the smallest victory because if you don't then what's the point? We’ve only got one life so fuck it!

Jimmy put his shirt back on.


Jimmy Havoc: And I know your brainwashed “Mizfits” will say otherwise but if you just wanted the smallest example, how about this. Last week on Warfare I laid the ring out with barbed wire, glass and light tubes. What does Miz do? He got out of the ring and grabbed a chair, to protect his hands from any cuts right? He doesn't want to chip a nail after all. Miz has got to be the only male wrestler on this roster other than me that wears makeup. When I put mine on as a sort of bullshit warpaint, Miz uses his to make sure looks good for the cameras.You think I give a shit about the cameras? I’ve been doing the same thing in front of 3 people who only came because the tickets were free, to Main Eventing Wrestlemania in front of 70,000.

Jimmy grinned, his grin turned to an inquisitive look.

Jimmy Havoc: Do you know that I’m supposed to be the bad guy in this one? I’m supposed to be the big bad wolf? It’s a weird situation to be in. Good vs. Evil. Used by people to have simple structure to anything. They’re told its right vs. wrong but is it really? It’s nice to believe in but its kinda like marmite in a sense. You either believe in it...or you’re not an idiot. Sorry. You either believe in it or you don't. The Miz however has firmly situated himself as a “good guy”. I’m glad you finally came to your “senses” Mike but I don't think you’re speaking the truth. You go out there every week and brainwash the EBWF Universe into believing every single bullshit word that comes out of your mouth and they’ve all seemed to forget what you used to be. While you’ve dropped back and forth on what mood you’re feeling from day to day, I’ve always went out there and been me from the first bell to the last. I have never lied to anyone and been me always, whether I hated everything or fell in love with the crowd I have always been me.

Once I beat you Sunday Miz, I can guarantee you’ll be making me your deity. That’s what type of person you are, you will scratch and crawl to keep your head above the relevancy bar. You’re a coward and a fool. You seem to care what these people think about you like their opinions matter, they put you on a pedestal you don’t fucking deserve. You walk around the cock of the walk with a lavish lifestyle, you don’t deserve any of that! You definitely don’t deserve that fucking title. Where were you when I was in the EBWF week in and week out? Oh yeah, making Alex Riley do your dishes or trying to find the nearest country prostitute to make your newest piece of arm candy Sunday is where that all changes because I’m sick to fucking death of people like you winning titles and then walking around saying how you wont be like the last champ you’ll actually show up but you actually dont show up. You show up to say a few words when the King of the Ring gets fired. You say it like he was scared of you when I was the one to make him disappear. I was the one that drove the sword into his heart because theres only one fucking King around here. I show up every week and come back from injury early because the company needs me, I put on spectacle after spectacle and work my heart out everything for these people/ You show up when you feel like it, take the safest route possible act like you deserve it…

...and I’m supposed to be the fucking bad guy.

Jimmy laughed.

Jimmy Havoc: If you’re still thinking I am not going to win the match at Summerslam. Let me show you a glimpse of what it would be like if I win.I will show up at every fucking Warfare with that belt around my waist, I will accept any challenge that comes my way and put my body through to hell to make sure I still keep it. I wont wait for bullshit matches to decide who to face me, I will face anyone. Tommy End, Aiden English, Braun Strowman, Liv Morgan or whoever it doesnt matter! It matters whoever deserves it and right now in my honest opinion Mike you dont deserve shit. In Havoc’s World you get fantastic matches, in death defying stipulations and not just boring Single Matches. Sounds good right? Now look at it from the other way. The Miz beats me in the middle of the ring, he celebrates with Mickie James and they walk off into the sunset together…

Jimmy raises his eyebrow.

Jimmy Havoc: And he wont be back until whatever bullshit PPV they can pay him enough to show up on.

Jimmy smiles.

Jimmy Havoc: I’ll let you choose who the bad guy is. Whoever is right and whoever is wrong, the lines are blurred and open to let everyone decide and I cant confirm anything other than if you pick The Miz then you’re fucking wrong. Come to Summerslam, pick the fighting and dangerous “bad guy” or you can go for the cowardly baby face who doesnt give a shit about you. Hopefully it wont be as hard as the beating im going to give Mike come Summerslam. Enjoy the PPV, enjoy wrestling because at the end of the day that’s what its all about. I love you all, even the ones who fucking hate me, I love you.

Jimmy bowed as the scene faded to black.

Enjoy the read only took me a week to read it :-P. Just messing great stuff man!