Hostile Takeover: More Human Than Human

[Nathaniel Havok]

Chapter 1: Havok Has Spoken

Saturday
October 8, 2011
Maxen Harbour Hotel - Hong Kong, China

12:43
The scene opens with Nathaniel Havok adjusting what seems to be his own personal digital camera. He sets it up and leans back, sitting on the couch in his Hong Kong hotel room. Many fans who will be seeing this on the APW website, will have no clue what to expect.

Havok: Hello everybody out there in internet world. You know who I am, of course I don’t need an introduction. Now, everybody knows that this isn’t really my thing, but I’ve been told by APW management to at least try. What can I say? I’m not an internet kind of man, and it’s never really been a big interest of mine. If you don’t know, you can follow me on twitter @nathanielhavok. All of this has been brought onto me by not only APW Management, but my partner Sally Talfourd as well. She seems to think that it would be a good idea for me to get more involved in the online world, to keep my following updated on my whereabouts and happenings. APW Management thinks that this is a good idea as well, but that’s just because it means there will be more money in their pockets. Nevertheless, I cave. So welcome to my first webcast! I’ll be doing these from time to time on the road, or maybe even when I have a free minute at home. Regardless of what you think of me, I can promise you that you will always be entertained. Ladies and gentlemen, the name of this webcast will be, Havok Has Spoken.

As many of you know, One Night in Hell is right around the corner! On October 23, 2011, I will be defending my APW Xtreme Championship against a man who has beaten me in the past. Ebirah has set himself up quite nicely, ready to take the Xtreme Championship out of my cold, dead fingers. I believe that Shane West said it best last week on Overdrive, when he said that he had never seen another man so passionate about a title, making reference to me. Therefore, Ebirah being able to capture the Xtreme Championship, could very well mean that he would have to pry it out of my cold, dead fingers. With that being said, I must stress that I am in no way denying the ability of my challenger, however as observation has previously stated, the tables very-well could be turned.

…What do I mean by that?

In the wrestling world, they say that it is much easier to WIN a championship, than it is to defend it. With that being the case, things are looking pretty good for the Elite Posse member. I however, bed to differ. I chased the Xtreme Championship for months! Jeff made me jump through leaps and bounds to get the damn shot that I deserved! Once I got it, I never looked back! Ebirah on the other hand, was given this match on a silver platter! When Jeff stuck his nose once again in my business, he cost me a match against this creep! Then right after, he announces that Ebirah is the number one contender? Now, I’m not going to crow over the countless times that Jeff has stuck his nose in my business, because that’s not what this is about.

…This is about a championship.

I would like to think that thus far, I have been a fighting champion. Granted, you don’t see me defend the title much, but that’s because Jeff’s got other interests for me. Who knows, maybe he’s trying to bury the title along with me! Anyhow, I have never had any sort of issue with giving a man a chance to beat me for any belt, that’s just not who I am. But I can’t help but think about what I might be getting myself into. As Jeff has proven in the past, he’ll stop at nothing to get what he wants. And when the lights are on bright and the pay per view is live all around the world, no one knows what the APW President might do. Could he try and cost me my title? Could I be setting myself up for an Elite beat-down? When the Posse first formed, they plotted against the President of the company. Me, I think that it was all bullshit. What if in all actuality, they’re aligned with Jeff, ready to help him get rid of Nathaniel Havok?

Nathaniel scoffs at the camera.

Havok: I don’t leave a stone unturned, that’s not my style. I’m going into this match, looking at it from every single direction. Anything that Ebirah or Jeff have planned, I will be ready. And regardless of her Elimination Chamber match, Sally will be watching, and she will have my back. I’m not totally convinced that Jeff’s pussy isn’t wet because of Ebirah, so I’m not going to take any chances. Considering what I did to his Elite Posse stablemate on Overdrive, Ebirah has to be second guessing himself. Jeff helped him the first time, and his little buddy didn’t put up too much of a fight by himself. So what does that say for you, Ebirah? What does that say for this stable that you seem to think is good enough to be considered elite? Come on, man! Get it together! You’re about as elite as Jeff’s ownership ability! Which by the way, isn’t elite by any means!

A cocky facial expression can be seen on the face of the Enforcer of Sorrow.

Havok: I hope the world is watching! Live in Tokyo, I hope the world sees what happens to that Elite pussy! On paper, this pay per view looks like an epic showcase! Let’s hope that the President of the company, doesn’t fuck it up! Because if there’s one thing I know, Jeff can fuck anything up, just by showing his face! But it’s that time, time for me to get on the move. Make sure you share this with your friends, and follow me on twitter! But for now, Havok has spoken!

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Chapter 2: What the Hell Does That Mean

Monday
October 10, 2011
Downtown - Hong Kong, China

21:22
The sights of Downtown Hong Kong are absolutely breathtaking to those who aren’t fortunate enough to see it everyday. This means that Sally and Nathaniel haven’t let a sight go unseen. As the two continue to walk down the streets of Downtown Hong Kong, Sally’s cameraman Shane, records all of the action.

Sally: God, this is so beautiful! Why can’t we run more shows overseas?

Havok: Because Jeff’s too cheap. The man holds onto every penny that he can.

Sally: Well, you can’t blame him for wanting to make a buck.

Havok: With all the money he’s got, you think he’d clean up a little better.

Sally looks at Nathaniel with a smug look on her face. This causes Nathaniel to snicker to himself as Sally rolls her eyes and the two continue walking.

Sally: You’re one to talk. Up until a couple of days ago, you looked like it was Halloween everyday!

Havok: Give it up, Sally. That was just a gimmick. Remember, you were the one who talked me into this whole “finding myself” bullshit.

Sally: And I must say, this new Nathaniel Havok is by-far better looking than the old one.

Havok: Yeah, well, that was just a gimmick. Be it a gimmick that took over my entire life for sometime, but a gimmick nonetheless.

Sally: Do you think that’s what Ebirah is, just a gimmick?

Havok: I’m not exactly sure yet. That dude is one delusional son-of-a-bitch, though.

Sally: It’s got to be a gimmick. Who walks around everyday with a mask on?

Nathaniel looks at Sally as the two continue walking.

Havok: You wearing makeup?

Sally: A little, why?

Nathaniel snickers.

Havok: Nevermind.

Sally continues to try and figure out what Nathaniel meant but eventually rolls her eyes once again, and ignores his crude humor.

Sally: You could get very hurt out there, you know? Getting set on fire isn’t really your average injury. It could take you weeks, even months to heal up from injuries like that!

Havok: And what in the world makes you think that I’m going to lose?

Sally: I never said that.

Havok: Might as well have. To lose, I must be set on fire. You’re talking to me about the approximate time it might take me to get back into the ring, and I’m not even on fire yet! Presuming already that I would be set on fire, which by the way, I wont be!

Sally: I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it like that. I’m just worried about you, that’s all. I need you around, just as much as you need me.

Sally snuggles up to Nathaniel, who puts his arm around her as the two continue their stroll.

Sally: I know you can beat him, Nathaniel. I know that you can beat anyone in APW. The problem is, I don’t want you to lose this match just because you’ve spooked yourself.

The two stop in front of a Hong Kong coffee shop, as Nathaniel takes his arm off of Sally and looks her in the eyes. With a confused look on his face, he can’t help but wonder what she’s talking about.

Havok: What do you mean?

Sally: I know you, Nathaniel. I know the way you fight, and I know the way you think. While you might be able to pull it off, you’re going to be looking over your shoulder the entire time! That could cost you, you know?

Havok: That’s just who I am, Sally. I can’t change that about myself.

Sally: And I understand completely, I really do. But I don’t want anything to happen to you. Not only are you my tag team partner, but you’re a dear friend, Nathaniel.

Nathaniel looks at Sally, almost disappointed.

Sally: What? Did I say something wrong?

Havok: Just a dear friend, Sally? Don’t you think I’m just a little bit more than that?

Sally, now understanding Nathaniel’s expression, kisses her index and middle finger, then puts them both to the lips of the Enforcer of Sorrow.

Sally: Oh, Nathaniel. Let’s just keep this business, for a little while longer.

Sally winks at Nathaniel and turns around, walking back the way they had just came from. Nathaniel watches her walk away, but then realizes that she’s getting too far ahead.

Havok: Sally, wait! Where are you going?

Sally turns around on the sidewalk, seeing that Nathaniel is still standing in front of the coffee shop.

Sally: Back to the hotel, it’s getting late.

Nathaniel rushes up to her, to catch up. Once there, the two begin walking back to the hotel at a normal pace.

Havok: What do you mean “for a little while longer”?

Sally snickers.

Sally: Give it a rest, Nathaniel. You have nothing to worry about. I’m your girl, and by girl, I mean tag team partner. No one’s going to steal me away from you.

Havok: That’s not what I meant.

Sally: Oh? Well then I guess you’ll just have to stick around long enough to find out. Who knows, there might come a day.

This stops Nathaniel dead in his tracks. Almost drooling on himself, Nathaniel takes a minute to process what Sally just said. He notices that she’s walking too far ahead once again, and rushes to try and catch up.

Havok: Dammit, Sally! Wait! What the hell does that mean!?!?

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Chapter 3: More Human Than Human

Thursday
October 13, 2011
The Tokyo Conference Center - Tokyo, Japan

11:00
The scene opens up backstage, where cameraman Shane is following Nathaniel Havok around the Tokyo Conference Center. Nathaniel is dressed to impress, and ready for the spotlight to be directly on him, when he steps through the curtain and takes questions from the Japanese media. Nathaniel looks as if he is looking for someone, and needs to find them right away. Frantically, he takes out his iPhone, and dials up a number. All of the sudden, and hand is seen on his shoulder. Shane turns the camera to the man as Nathaniel turns around to see who it is.

Havok: Dammit, Steven! Where in the hell have you been?

Nathaniel shakes the mans hand, and points towards cameraman Shane.

Havok: Steve, I’d like you to meet Shane.

Shane sticks his hand out into camera view, and shakes the mans hand.

Havok: Shane, this is Steven Meece, he’s my new financial adviser, as well as my legal council. From now on, Steven is going to accompany me to big press conferences such as this one, advising me on what to say and what not to say. He’s been with me for a while now, but he’s dropped all of his other clients for the time being, to stick with me until we get back to the states.

Meece: That’s right, I’ll be here with you every step of the way. Now remember, you don’t have to go out there and answer every single question. Not only am I your legal council, but it’s my job to help you make money! Leave them wanting more, Nathaniel. That will put more money in your pocket!

Havok: I really only want to answer questions about APW being in Japan, and about my match at One Night in Hell.

Meece: Well you know those people in the media. Wherever you go, they’re always going to try and dig up dirt on you. It’s there jobs. Just stay frosty, and don’t give them what they want. The trick is for you to conduct the interview, the way you want it to be conducted. And we want you to leave them wanting more. I’ll be there to let you know what I think you should answer, and what I think you shouldn’t answer. But the decision is up to you.

Havok: Like I said, if they ask about APW in Japan, or my match, I’m all ears. Anything else, and I don’t think I’m going to be answering their questions.

Meece: Today, I want you to take the focus off of President Jeff! I’ve got things in the works for you right now, and you wont have to put up with him much longer. However, if you say anything about him, he could damn sure use it against us. So from now on, no talk about Jeff until otherwise told so, got it?

Havok: I’m so far beyond Jeff. So far beyond that he would need a time machine to even catch up. Your wish, is my command. Besides, if he interferes in my match at the pay per view, it only gives us more fuel to add to the fire, no pun intended.

Meece: Exactly. You keep your head in this interview and conduct it your way, and they’ll never be able to stick you with a question that you don’t like! Got it?

Havok: Got it.

Meece: You sure?

Havok: Trust me, I’ve got it.

Meece: Okay, then go out there and show these people who “the man” is! You’re a new you, and you’re headed in a new direction. I’m really proud of you.

Havok: Thanks, Steve.

Meece: Take all of this new control you’ve got over your life, and turn life into your own personal bitch! You can do it, I know you can.

Nathaniel scoffs at Steve, chuckling out loud.

Havok: You kidding me? I’m Nathaniel fucking Havok! I can do anything!

Nathaniel adjusts his tie, and doesn’t hesitate when walking through the curtain. The Japanese media applaud as he makes his way across the stage and up to the podium. Right behind him follows his legal council, Steve Meece, and as always, is Cameraman Shane. But more important than Shane and Steve, is Sally Talfourd, who has snuck into the picture, and sits down beside her cameraman. Nathaniel makes his way up to the podium, as the cheers get louder than before. Nathaniel’s got one hell of a history in the country of Japan, and he’s known as a living legend to the people. He puts his hand in the air to calm the crowd down, and they begin raising their hands in the air for the conference to begin. Nathaniel points to a beautiful young journalist in the front row, who speaks to him in his native tongue, out of respect for his in-ring accomplishments.

Journalist: First and foremost, welcome back to Japan Mr. Havok.

The crowd cheers, making have crack a smile. He lifts his hand once more, and the cheers diminish.

Journalist: We’re excited to see APW One Night in Hell being brought to the fans from Tokyo, and I know that the card is packed solid. That night, you’ll be going into a match where the only way to win, is to set your opponent on fire. I know that APW had to get a permit from the Metropolis of Tokyo to be able to pull this off, doesn’t that scare you just a little? A match so dangerous, that they had to get a permit?

Havok: First of all, thank you all for your warm welcome. It’s an honor to be back in Tokyo, Japan, and to be wrestling on a stage such as APW and One Night in Hell, is something that I am very proud of. But as far as the pay per view goes, I can guarantee you that you’re going to see a spectical like none other in professional wrestling! APW works hard day in and day out to bring the world the best in the business, and I think that this groundbreaking pay per view will definitely do the trick. As a wrestling company, Action Packed Wrestling is miles ahead of even our closest competitions. And I think that this pay per view, live in Tokyo, will prove it to the world!

The crowd of journalists and fans once again explodes in uproar. Nathaniel smiles and looks back, finally noticing Sally Talfourd has made her way to the podium. Surprised and happy to see her, he winks her direction, making her smile. He then puts his focus back on the sea of people in front of him, putting his hand up to silence them once again.

Havok: Furthermore, I can guarantee that at the pay per view, I will be as focused as ever. I’ve never felt such focus and motivation in my life, and it’s beginning to make me feel immortal. I’ve been in the business for a long, long time now. But the truth is, I’ve only just begun! I started in this business at fifteen years old, no other man or woman in APW can say that! I’m in my prime right now, and Ebirah is in for the match of his life!

Journalist: But it sounds like to me that you’re avoiding my question. Are you, or aren’t you hesitant, going into One Night in Hell?

Havok: Hesitant? Not at all! We all saw what happened the last time Ebirah and I met in the middle of the ring. He wasn’t able to get the job done by himself, and he had to lean on the efforts of others, just to get this title match! In the Xtreme division, as well as in all of professional wrestling, the Enforcer of Sorrow, Nathaniel Havok IS the alpha-male! My reputation in this division has built itself so big, that it has made me a legend! So to answer your question, no. No worries, no cares, no concerns! Ebirah hasn’t proven anything to anyone yet. Sure, he beat me. But it wasn’t by himself! So what does that say about our match at the pay per view? Well… I’ll let you formulate your own opinions. Next question.

The sea of journalists all lift their hands in the air once again. Nathaniel selects a random gentleman standing in the corner. He bows to Nathaniel out of respect, before also speaking to Nathaniel in his own native tongue.

Journalist: Nathaniel, since this is an inferno-type match, do you think that President Jeff set this up so Ebirah doesn’t HAVE to pin you?

Steven Meece stands up from his seat, adjusting his tie and blazer while walking up the Nathaniel. He places his hand over the microphone on the podium, having a quick huddle with his top client. Nathaniel then turns back to the podium as Meece walks back over to his seat.

Havok: As of right now, I will NOT be taking any questions that involve the President and Owner of Action Packed Wrestling. My legal council has informed me that it is in my best interest to leave our current situation alone for right now, and that’s exactly what I’m going to do. But as far as Ebirah not having to pin me to win the title, I’m okay with that. I’ve been in these types of matches before, this isn’t anything new to me. As a matter of fact, my last time in Japan, was a match for the SEA Heavyweight Championship. If you’ll remember right, I lost the championship that night. The objective of the match was to escape the cage, and I didn‘t. So it’s no big deal to me, I’m used to these types of situations. Ebirah might very-well stand a better chance at winning since he doesn’t have to pin me, however he still has a very small chance to pull it off. I feel better than I ever have, look better than I ever have, and I can finally see the world from a reality standpoint! Life isn’t a dream to me anymore! I know what’s real, and the only thing real is me, and my ability! I can put on a show unlike any other person in this business, and that’s exactly what I’m going to do when I retain my APW Xtreme Championship, at One Night in Hell!

The journalists once again raise their hands. Nathaniel selects another, and the conference continues on.

Journalist: I understand what you’re saying about not wanting to speak about President Jeff, but you can’t possibly ignore all questions surrounding him. Jeff and you are in a heated battle right now, and everything going on in your career, revolves around him as of right now!

Nathaniel leaves the podium, walking over to Steven and getting his advice. Sally sneaks into the huddle, giving Nathaniel a peck on the cheek. He makes her stand up, and the two embrace in a hug. Sally then sits back down beside her cameraman, as Nathaniel walks back up to the podium.

Havok: After a brief conversation with my lawyer, I will go ahead and answer this one question. Sure, Jeff and I have something big going right now, but I can’t continue looking over my shoulder all the time. If something happens, it happens. But it’s only after it happens, that I will address the issue. Right now, Jeff is simply my boss. Nothing more, nothing less. He’s my boss, and we’re going to keep it that way for the time being. If anyone has any questions about the match, I’ll gladly take them.

All hands hit the air once again, and Nathaniel selects another out of the crowd.

Journalist: When are you and Sally going to get another shot at the APW Tag Team Championships?

Nathaniel chuckles, looking back at Sally who is all smiles. He waves his hand, asking Sally to stand at the podium with him. She stands from her seat, and the crowd goes wild. She makes her way up to Nathaniel who puts his hand in the air once again to silence the crowd.

Havok: I think that I’m going to allow Sally to address this question. After all, she wears the pants in the relationship… Or so I’ve been told…

Nathaniel gets a good chuckle out of everyone, but they quickly quiet down out of respect for Sally.

Sally: Nathaniel and I are definitely looking to get another shot at the belts. Regardless of our singles careers, he and I are still a tag team. This pay per view might revolve around our respective singles championship hopes, but we both still have an understanding of this tag team. So whoever the champions may be after One Night in Hell, they’ll need to be looking over their shoulders, for the most dominant tag team in professional wrestling history!

As the hands go up in the air right away, Nathaniel quickly selects another journalist.

Journalist: As you were saying, the two of you have singles careers. With all do respect, your singles careers combine, doesn’t allow you to state claim to the best tag team in history honors. Don’t you think that the two of you have a little ground to make up before you can state claim to that honor?

Havok: Without a doubt. Sally and I have plans of taking the APW tag team division to heights that it has never seen before! But for right now, it’s about getting singles gold beforehand. We’ve had a shot, and we failed. We’re not above admitting when we’ve been beaten. But we’ve proven recently that we’re still a dominant tag team. Organized Violence might have gotten the better of us once, but you’re not going to capture lightning in a bottle twice. Know what I’m saying?

Sally: I agree wholeheartedly with Nathaniel. We might not have a flawless record as a tag team, but we’ve only been beaten once! We’re a dominant tag team, there’s no denying that, and you know it! Organized Violence can be better one night out of a hundred. But it still doesn’t change the fact that we’d still beat them ninety-nine more times! But this is Nathaniel’s day, I’m not going to take anything away from him. So if you could, direct all questions towards my tag team partner. I’m just here to watch him in all his glory.

Sally gives Nathaniel a hug, and walks back to her seat.

Havok: Ladies and gentlemen, Ms. Sally Talfourd!

The crowd cheers Sally one more time.

Havok: I could never have asked for a better tag team partner, and I’m glad that we were randomly paired together. One day, we will be the APW Tag Team Champions, as I’m sure you all know. But for right now, let’s talk about One Night in Hell.

The hands of all the journalists in the crowd shoot up once again. Nathaniel chooses one, and listens closely to the question.

Journalist: I’ve followed you since you were sixteen, champ. I really love your work. A long while ago, back in the Global Wrestling Federation, you were involved in a match very similar to this. At that time, you had a lot of personal issues going on, which seemed to get the better of you. You lost that match, and were out for two months. Do you think the same could happen again, just a few short years later?

Havok: Don’t sell me short, now! You’re failing to mention that I’ve been in three of these matches altogether. Winning twice, but you’re right, I have lost one. The last time I was in one of these matches, I failed to beat Evan Sensation. But the injury kept me out of action for so long, because of where he burnt me. In this business, we take a lot of bumps. My back had second and third degree burns all over it, but I was able to bounce back to full health, and make my return in just two short months. With burns like I had, it would have taken the average man another month to get back in the ring! Me, I’m the best in the world! And that’s not a moniker I earned by laying up at home, feeling sorry for myself! I earned that name, by getting right back up when I was knocked down. Sensation didn’t slow me down one bit! He might have put me out of action, but the time off only motivated me. But since that match, I’ve changed a lot. I’m a more mature, more experienced professional. I’ve been in the ring with many men just like Ebirah, and men like him come a dime a dozen! A man like me however, I’m one in a million! That’s something that Ebirah is soon to find out for himself!

Hands hit the air once more, and again, Nathaniel chooses another.

Journalist: Ebirah isn’t your average APW Megastar. Speaking for only myself, I see this character as very dark and mysterious. He doesn’t seem to be human, almost. It’s like he’s programmed to do only one thing, destroy. Doesn’t that give you a little something extra to prepare for, at the pay per view?

Havok: I’m not going to take anything away from what Ebirah has done since his debut in Action Packed Wrestling. He’s a great talent, and we’re lucky to have him on our talent roster. However, as good as he is, I know that I’m better! I’ve been in the ring with him before, I know what he’s capable of. He’s given me his best shot, and I’ve come back asking for more. But the fact of the matter is that Ebirah puts his pants on one leg at a time, just like all of us. Rather, he puts his robe on and ties it in a neat little bow, just like the rest of us. You can hype this man up all that you want to, it still doesn’t change the fact that I’m going to bring his momentum to a screeching halt, come One Night in Hell! He’s been running through Megastar after Megastar, but he wasn’t able to slow me down any! Seven days ago, I took his buddy ASP, and I made him look like an amateur in the middle of the ring. No help from the Elite Posse, no excuses from him, I beat him clean and fair! So much for them being the Elite, right? I’m going to continue to prove this point, when I get my hands on the number one contender!

Like they have throughout the entire conference, the hands go up again. Nathaniel selects another journalist, and is ready to answer their question.

Journalist: With all due respect, it sounds to me like you’re going into this contest a bit overconfident. How would you respond to this?

Havok: In the profession I chose, you have to believe in yourself! You have to believe in your own hype, and you have to be at the top of your game physically, as well as mentally. I’m just as mentally tough these days, as I am physically. There’s no man, or woman that’s going to slow me down. I’m a man on a mission, ready to prove to the world that I truly am the best in the business! Ebirah is just a pawn. He’s just a pawn on the chess board that I will take out, on my way to a checkmate of the king!

Journalist: Would that kings name be Hurricane Jeff?

Havok: Again, please, no Jeff questions. Next.

The Enforcer of Sorrow selects another hand out of the sea of journalists.

Journalist: It’s going to be quite difficult for you to stop Ebirah. As you’ve mentioned, he’s on a roll in APW! Furthermore, he’s got a lot of experience in the business, as well. Do you think that this match could be a match of the year candidate?

Nathaniel scoffs at the crowd, almost offended by them.

Havok: What is it with you people? Do you have a hard on for this guy, or something? Look, Ebirah is nothing more than another professional wrestler! He’s a small fish, in a big pond! That pond just so happens to be called Action Packed Wrestling. I’ve taken on the very best in APW, something that can’t say as of right now. I’m am his one and only brush with greatness, and that’s all he’s got to apply to his wrestling resume. A far less impressive feat than what I’ve done, if you ask me. But you people want to anoint him, like he’s some kind of immortal God? At the pay per view, I will prove the world that this guy is not only human, but that he is in fact more human than any wrestler on the APW roster! He’s nothing special, people! Get it trough your heads! The Xtreme Championship will not be changing hands at One Night in Hell. As a matter of fact, it will be coming home with yours truly! If Ebirah wants to win this title, he’s going to have to do much, much more than beat me. He’s going to have to cripple me!

Journalist: But he was able to pour gasoline all over you this past week, and would have set you on fire if it wasn’t for APW security. What makes you think that he wont be able to finish the job at the pay per view?

Havok: Ebirah snuck into the ring, after I beat his butt buddy senseless, and attacked me from behind! Do you know what that makes him? That makes him a COWARD! Not a myth, not a legend, hell, not even a man! He’s a little boyish coward! He planted me with a DDT, taking advantage of the fact that I had just pinned one of his boyfriends! But let’s see what he is capable when I’m looking him dead in his eye, and bashing his face in with my fists! Fire is nothing to be played with, and little Ebirah is going to find that out very soon! He wants to set me on fire? What’s he going to do when I set that little bitch ablaze, and walk out with my APW Xtreme Championship? And regardless of whether I have to piss or not, I’m still going to watch that mother fucker burn! I’ll hold it, until I get back to the locker-room! You think that he’d do his homework, and see what happened last time someone attacked me from behind, only to face me shortly thereafter at a pay per view! Anyone remember Jacob Whitehead? And where is he now?

The crowd remains silent.

Havok: After One Night in Hell, I will still be the APW Xtreme Champion. Ebirah is just another obstacle in my way. And just like all the others, I will run him down! However this time, I’m going to leave him lying in MY blaze of glory!

Steven Meece checks his watch, stands up, walks over to Nathaniel, and tells him that it’s time to go.

Havok: Okay, one last question.

All hands go in the air, and one lucky journalist is selected.

Journalist: When will APW be coming back to Japan?

Havok: That’s a question that I cannot answer, right now. However I can promise you that it will be sooner than later, if the turnout is what we’re expecting. I really hope to see you all there. Trust me, it’s going to be a show unlike any other! You will NOT be disappointed!

Nathaniel bows to the Japanese press, then turns away from the podium as the scene fades to black.