Smiles Without Faces

[Nathaniel Havok]

::Allow us to take a trip into the mind of Nathaniel Havok::

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Mass chaos…

Mass chaos?

Mass chaos…

Meaning?

Meaning within meaning…

Meaning what?

Meaning there’s always meaning within the meaning…

What do you mean?

Jacob…

Jacob?

Jacob…

Jacob in a biblical sense…

Jacob…

…as described in the Hebrew Bible, the Talmud, the New Testament and the Qur'an was the third patriarch of the Hebrew people with whom God made a covenant, and ancestor of the tribes of Israel, which were named after his descendants. (Source: Wikipedia)

Free Will…

Free Will?

Free Will…

Jacob Kell, "The Arizona Ripper"...

...Arizona's most notorious serial killer. A monster who caused more destruction than Winnie Ruth Judd and Charles Manson combined. In 1945, he slaughtered an unprecedented 35 people before he was killed. (Source: Ask.com)

Jacob Whitehead…

…Nathaniel Havok’s new toy; his personal puppet. (Source: Bubba the Fat Dumb Bastard’s Radio Show)

Jeff…

Jeff?

Jeff…

Jeff in a biblical sense…

Jeffrey Grant…

…A Canadian Bible teacher of Bible prophecy and eschatology. Also, a biblical archaeology and a proponent of dispensational evangelical Christianity. (Source: Jeffrey Grant Ministries)

Free Will…

Again?

Again…

Jeffrey Dahmer…

…An American serial killer and sex offender. Dahmer murdered 17 men and boys between 1978 and 1991, with the majority of the murders occurring between 1987 and 1991. (Source: Wikipedia)

President Jeff…

…Soon-to-be EX owner of Action Packed Wrestling. (Source: Fact.)

What is left?

Smiles without faces…

Smiles without faces?

Smiles without faces…

And then?

Eventually…

Eventually?

…Nothing

Nothing?

…

…

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[The scene fades in as an APW cameraman is strolling the halls of the arena, looking for an APW Megastar with comments about the show. Overdrive has been off air for only minutes, and there are obviously stars who will have something to say. As he passes through the hall, he makes his way past locker-room after locker-room. All of the sudden, the cameraman seems to get grabbed from behind. He’s pulled into one of the locker-rooms, although we don’t know who has pulled him in. He is let go of, and adjusts his camera to circle in on the culprit. We now find ourselves in the locker-room of the Enforcer of Sorrow, Nathaniel Havok. Havok paces around the room, fuming with rage over what transpired earlier in the evening. The cameraman still seems startled, as focusing in seems like a difficult task at the moment. He is able to steady himself, as Havok continues to pace. As Havok walks across the floor, he lets out an angry growl and punches the cinderblock wall of his locker-room.]

Havok: This is a God damn set up! It has to be! Whitehead and Jeff, they’ve got me backed into a corner, now! What in the hell am I supposed to do, lay down for that big ogre bitch? No, to hell with that! I’ll do what I have to do, to get the job done! I’ve had enough of this! I know that I have clearly been instructed to never put my hands on the president of this company ever again, but I can’t make that promise anymore! The simple fact of the matter is this…

…Hurricane[/b] Jeff has placed himself in the middle of all of this, by sticking his nose in my business! I’ve said it a thousand times, Jeff’s jealousy of Nathaniel Havok has gotten the better of him this time.[/color]

[Nathaniel stops pacing, and stares right into the camera.]

Havok: Jeff, you’re so blinded with rage, that you don’t even realize what you could quite possibly be doing to yourself. Not to mention, what you’re doing to innocent bystanders along the way. Did Jacob Whitehead ever even have a clue what you were about to put him through? Yeah, so what! I attacked him to make a statement upon my return to APW! Does that justify why months later, I’m still going at it with him? Look at it from my prospective, Jeff! You’re still[/b] in the middle of all of it. Now, how could it be that you’re right in the middle of this, yet you have nothing to do with Jacob Whitehead? Do you really expect people to believe all of this bullshit?[/color]

[Nathaniel lets out a very evil chuckle.]

Havok: Jeff, stop using poor Jacob Whitehead to fight your battles, and come clean with everybody. More importantly, come clean with yourself! You’re going to end up ending this kids career at my hands, Jeff! Do you not realize that? Oh, but wait a second, we’re talking about Hurricane Jeff, aren’t we? We’re talking about the man who has ruined more lives in this business than any other man in professional wrestling history, aren’t we? Not only as an owner, though. You did it as a man who called himself a PROFESSIONAL[/b] wrestler! Everybody already knows all of the ways you were able to politic your way to the top of the business in your better days, and they also know of your troubles to surpass the Enforcer of Sorrow! Still today, you can’t stand the fact that I was always, and will always be, simply better. My career, all of the accomplishments, everything I’ve done…

…you envy![/color]

[Nathaniel begins to pace again, in a curiosity-based pace as he rubs his chin gently with his fingers.]

Havok: You know Jeff, I have no clue why you would take it this far, and still deny the fact that you’re in Whitehead’s back pocket. You really must be that stupid, I guess.

[Nathaniel once again stops pacing and looks into the camera.]

Havok: Check this out, Jeff. Then I want you to look at it from my point of view. This past week, I’m informed that I am teaming with Level-One to do battle with Biggs and Whitehead in a tag-team match. Before the match you tell me that I am going to go one on one with Jacob Whitehead at Test for the Best, in a Last Man Standing match nontheless. While I will be more than happy to kick his big ass one more time, I’ve still already been there and done that! However, you up than ante by asserting yourself as the Special Guest Referee, in the above said Last Man Standing match!

[Havok chuckles.]

Havok: Now, walk a mile in my shoes for a minute, then tell me what it looks like to you. YOU[/b] placed me into a match where I had to team up with LEVEL-ONE[/b]? First alarm! Ding ding ding ding ding! Level-One, Jeff? You know more than anybody else how much I hate and despise that son of a bitch! The entire fan base of Action Packed Wrestling knows that Nathaniel Havok would love nothing more than to end Level-One’s career! You know what that tells me? You knew it too, and you made that team on purpose. Then, you place us up against JACOB WHITEHEAD…

…AND BIGGS[/b]!?!?

…Seriously boss, could it be anymore obvious? The man who you’ve been forcing down my throat since my return, just to try and cause me more pain and punishment, and the man who almost took your entire company right out from under you, just to continue to cause him more pain and punishment. Really, boss? Really? Looking at it from my point of view, you can obviously see where I’m coming from. Your master plan was decoded right from the start, Jeff. Let’s face it, you’re not too bright. Then again, neither is Jacob Whitehead. Whitehead, you should know damn well what’s going on here, that is, unless you are a complete idiot. Jeff has only been using you for your size, just to get me out of his company. But time after time, you continue to fail miserably. You think that after having your ass kicked a half-a-dozen times, would be an alarm in itself. Yet you still seem to think you can beat me? Come on, big man. They say the bigger they are, the dumber they get, but I hate it when people fit stereotypes, dude! Come up with something original next time. Back on subject, Whitehead, I don’t understand why you wouldn’t be able to see it. It’s right in front of your face, big man. Jeff is only slowing your career down, you need to realize it and get the hell away from him. Yeah, you were originally pissed at me because I made my return at your expense. What happened after that, Jake? Did you go to Jeff to get a match? Did he cut you a deal? What was it? If you take me out and end my career for him, he would make sure your career made the ultimate turn around?[/color]

[Nathaniel smirks into the camera.]

Havok: Yeah, Jake. I know about your past. I do my homework, and even though I’ve beaten you once, I still will continue to study you. Not only do I know your every move, Jake, I also know what you went through to get to Action Packed Wrestling. The only thing you used to be in professional wrestling, was a jobber with a nice physique. Now, thanks to a deal you made with the President of this company, you’re just an Action Packed Wrestling Jobber, with a nice physique. Sure, it might be a step up in your career, but you’re going to have to get away from Jeff if you really want to be a success. Let’s face it man, he’s just going to keep sending you after me time and time again. Then what’s going to happen? You’ll continue to fail in your attempts to end my career, I’ll be you senseless over and over again, and you will eventually be known as President Jeff Jr…

…The guy that never was, or ever could be better than Nathaniel Havok!

[Nathaniel begins to chuckle in an awful, sinister way.]

Havok: Jacob, I’ve told you time and time again, haven’t I? When are you going to listen to me? Face it big man, you can’t beat me. Furthermore, no matter how many times you try to come after me, you’re never going to be able to beat me. You tried to take me out with a trench spike last month, remember that? You tried to end my career then, and I was still able to beat you at Mayhem! What makes Test of the Best any different, bro? What? This time you only been able to execute one cowardice attempts to take me out? If that’s the case Einstein, this time you’ve left me at one hundred percent! That only means it’s going to be that much easier for me to beat the hell out of you! You’ve tried attacking me more since I beat your ass at Mayhem, then you did before. That means that I’ve caught on to you, Jacob. I know you better than you know yourself. Therefore Jacob, I have to ask, when are you going to grow up and become a big boy? Better yet, when are you going to grow your very own set of balls, and start taking action of your own life? Everywhere you go, you let someone push you around. At home and on the road, it’s Elizabeth. Once you step into whatever arena APW is in that night, you become the whipping boy of President Jeff. Both of these two people seem to be constantly ordering you around, from my point of view. You know, if I were you, I’d have gotten tired of it by now. Me, I would have had enough a long, long time ago. But you seem to be comfortable with taking orders from others, almost like it’s a comfort zone for you to know that someone else is in control. Why is that? Too scared to do things, and make decisions for yourself, Jake? You’re pathetic, a true waste of God given talent. You have so much potential. Only if you knew how to hone that potential! Jake, you’d be unstoppable. When I returned to Action Packed Wrestling, I chose you out of a crowd of many. I did this Jake, because from where I was standing at the time, you really looked like the next big thing. Now, I’ll admit, I’ve been known to be wrong a time or two, and I was wrong about you. If I would have chosen someone else, I’d probably be the Xtreme Champion by now. But you had me fooled into thinking you were more bad ass than you actually were. So here I am months later, and I’m still trying to get your big jobber ass off of my back. Look bro, it’s like this. I beat you down to make a statement, and I gave you your shot at revenge. You weren’t able to get it, and now you’re coming back for more. This time, instead of you TRYING[/b] to teach me a lesson, I’m going to go ahead and take it upon myself to teach you a lesson or two. This entire time I’ve been warning you. Don’t mess with me, don’t listen to Jeff, grow a set of balls, get checked for HIV, the list goes on and on! But did you listen to me? No! Now what? I’m still kicking your ass, I’m going to do it again at the pay per view, and you’ve probably caught a disease or two from Liz by now. Told you brother, you should have listened. Everything that I’ve been telling you, was my way of trying to help you. I know that I attacked you to make a statement, and I know that it was unfair to you. You were just the wrong big man, at the wrong time. That’s why I’ve been warning you, Jake. Since you can’t beat me, I figured I would try this approach. Obviously, this isn’t working either. Which leads me to believe that you’re just too stupid to understand in the first place. But that’s fine, Jake. You continue to be blind and allow others to make and chose your path for you. Me, I’m going to continue winning. Which means that when we lock up at the pay per view, Nathaniel Havok will be the last man standing. How extreme is that, Jake? After beating your ass once again, Jeff will have no choice but to give me an Xtreme Championship match! Beating you twice, and holding a victory over the Xtreme Champion himself? Come on! If Jeff continues to ignore my demands for a title match, it’s only going to make it easier for me in the end.[/color]

[Havok smirks into the camera. He then let’s out a tiny, evil chuckle.]

Havok: What? What does he mean by that?

[Havok chuckles the same evil chuckle once again.]

Havok: Listen closely Jeff, and I’ll explain it to you. You see, beating Whitehead for a second time, and having a victory over the Xtreme Champion, means that I should very well be first in line for the next shot at the Xtreme Champion. My attouney will be watching all APW television very closely after the pay per view, and if things are not taken care of to my liking and in a timely fashion, legal action will then be taken by yours truly. You know, it’s bad enough that you don’t want the biggest draw in professional wrestling in this company to be on your roster, but it’s another thing completely for me to dodge your attempts on my career time after time, while you continuously ignore my greatness and superior ability. That, should be a crime in it of itself, and you know all too damn well, Jeff! If you would just give in! If you would just suck it up, be a God damn man, and give in, Jeff! That’s all you have to do! Look out for the better interest of your failing-without-Havok company, and allow me to soar to the heights that you know I should be! Stop trying to hold me back, Jeff! Holding me back means that your precious company is losing money! You and I both know that you don’t want that! Without money Jeff, there is no Action Packed Wrestling! So it only makes sense that the biggest draw in your company, be the top guy IIN[/b] your company, right? I just don’t get it Jeff, I don’t get you! Yeah, in our past, you never got the chance to go one on one with me in an attempt to prove to the world that you were better than me, but that makes no good excuse for the here and now. Right now Jeff, you’re messing around with my career. You’re trying everything that you can to end my career in Action Packed Wrestling, all the while injuring your company in the process. Therefore, you’re making way more than once mistake in all of this. After I beat Jacob Whitehead one more time, I’m going to focus on that Xtreme Championship. After gaining that, I’m going to rid APW of you. When the bank comes in to apraise the company after you’re gone, I will step in and use my financial backing to own your company! And what a bitter sweet day it will be when I, the Enforcer of Sorrow Nathaniel Havok, announce to the world that I now own Action Packed Wrestling! All of this, because you decided to get in my way, and stay in my way, Jeff! Mark my words, Jeff! I will defeat your precious giant one more time, and be the last man standing at the pay per view! Then, I will become the new APW Xtreme Champion. Then shortly after that, you’ll have no choice but to regret everything that you’re doing now! Mark my words, Jeff! Your time is running up! First, Jacob Whitehead’s soul! Second, the APW Xtreme Championship! Third, you become my bitch![/color]

[Nathaniel builds up with rage, to the point where he can’t take it anymore. Nathaniel walks over and stands next to the cement wall. He bumps his head on it a couple of times, before he cocks back and punches the cement with all he’s got once again. Shaking his now injured fist, he continues to look enraged.]

Havok: I can’t take this anymore! Jeff, this has gone on long enough! You know just as well as I do that you’re plan the entire time was to distract me from mine! You know that gold around here means that you have power, and you would love nothing more than to see me go without gold! When I first got here, you swallowed your pride and accepted the fact that I was once, and still am the better man! But when I came back, it was like something had changed in you. Something or someone talked you into getting your revenge, rather than swallowing your pride. What made you change, Jeff? What made you change? Where did you go wrong on your path back to APW? Somewhere along the way, you decided that you couldn’t deal with not being in the spotlight. Therefore, you overtook Biggs last year, and got your company back. Now, you get all the air time that you’d like, don’t you? But then suddenly, Nathaniel Havok makes his way back to APW and overshadows you once again. Not the first time in your illustrious career that that’s happened, is it Jeff?

[Nathaniel smirks.]

Havok: But why envy me, Jeff? Why make it THAT[/I] personal, or even go THAT[/I] deep with it? I can no longer play into your little vacuum game and get sucked into forgetting my goals and purpose in Action Packed Wrestling. That’s your soul objective in all of this, isn’t it? Everyone knows that I always stay one, if not two or three steps ahead of those who oppose me, and you’re no God damn exception, Jeff! And along with your continuous attempts to shove Jacob Whitehead in my face, all you’ve managed to do is make yourself my number two target for the time being. Once again, you’ve managed to shove that big, dumbass ogre in my face. Only this time, you’ve put yourself right in the line of fire. Of course, beating Jacob Whitehead for a second time, is going to be my top priority that night. However Jeff, when I’m finished with him, and you count all the way up to ten, YOU[/b] will then become my next point of focus! You will be my main target! You will be…

…Public enemy, number one!

…If you know my history, Jeff, and I know that you do, you know that being my number one target, means that you wont go too long without my hands being wrapped around your neck. Once I’m done with Jacob Whitehead boss, I get it ten, maybe fifteen seconds. Then, your ass is going to be mine![/color]

[Havok lets out a scoff.]

Havok: But I’ve got to get past Whitehead to do that, right? I’ve done it before, I you can bet your bottom damn dollar that the Enforcer of Sorrow is going to do it again! Jacob Whitehead possesses nothing that poses any sort of threat to me. I’ve also proven that before, and regarless of who the referee is, I’m going to also, do it again. And do you know what that means, Jeff? That means that once again, I’ll have backed you into a corner. Here’s a piece of advise, Jeff…

…If you’re going to continue to come after me, you might want to start over.

…Seriously, Jeff. Stop putting all of your faith and trust in Jacob Whitehead! He doesn’t have what it takes! His past is proof! Right now, he’s a sheep in wolves clothing, and you should know that by now! You’ve been around so much pure God damn talent in your day, that you should be able to spot it at the drop of a dime! So what is with you and this guy? Does Whitehead have something on you? Is Liz pregnant with your baby?

[Havok laughs.]

Havok: That bitch has had so many God damn abortions in her lifetime…

…She’s probably killed more babies than postpartum depression and undeniable stupidity, combine!

[Havok begins to laugh out lough. All of the sudden, hecan sense that someone is coming, as he stops in mid-promo. He looks at the locker-room door and immediately after, a knock is heard. Nathaniel raises one eyebrow out of curiosity, and walks slowly towards the door. He slowly opens it up, and standing in the doorway is none other than his best friend, Trixie Adams. The smile on her face, is from ear to ear, while Nathaniel has never looked happier. The two embrace in a long hug, and walk into Nathaniel’s locker-room to talk.]

Havok: Trixie, it’s been too long.

Trixie: I know it has.

Havok: I take it that this means the job is finished?

Trixie: There you go, Nathaniel. All business and no pleasure.

Havok: Business comes first. Sorry, babe.

[Trixie rolls her eyes.]

Trixie: Yes, Nathaniel. The task has been successfully been carried out.

Havok: Good, and the planted?

Trixie: He’s stationed and no one knows anything. His story is lock-solid. It will be years before anyone is able to figure him out, if ever.

Havok: Well if my timeline is followed correctly, it wont take but a year or two for our plan to work.

[Trixie shakes her head, agreeing with Nathaniel. The two share a gaze into each-other’s eyes and for moments, the two of them seem like the world is standing still. In a split second, the two engage in a very passionate kiss. They continue to kiss until Nathaniel breaks the lip-lock. They smile at each-other, sharing a laugh in the process.]

Trixie: Alright, then. I missed you too!

[The two once again share a small laugh.]

Havok: So, have you been to busy to keep up with what I’ve got going on here?

Trixie: No, no, I’ve been paying attention. I see that you’re still bickering back and forth with Hurricane Jeff.

Havok: Yeah, yeah. It seems like he’s never going to live down the fact that I was always better. But, what can you do? This business is just as much cut-throat as the demonic world, you know? And besides, I can handle Jeff. There’s a reason he rarely gets into the ring anymore, and there’s a reason that I’m still able to do it every week. He just can’t get passed it enough to realize that he needs to be minding his own business.

Trixie: So why doesn’t he just let you do your own thing? Doesn’t he realize that you’re the best?

Havok: He knows damn well that I’m the best, babe. That’s why he’s done everything he has, and it’s why he hasn’t been able to give up yet. He’s holding onto the grudge, and holding onto the wrestler that he used to be. I guess some people can’t stop looking into the past and focus on the future. That’s all he’s doing, anyway. He’s only hurting himself.

Trixie: So do you want me to get rid of him for you?

[Nathaniel looks at Trixie, almost as if he’s confused]

Trixie: You know, vanquish him?

Havok: No, Trixie. Hurricane Jeff is no problem for me. You should know that. I want no magical involvement in my professional wrestling endeavors. It’s happened before and I cannot let it happen again. I was almost exposed.

[Trixie howls in laughter.]

Trixie: Are you kidding me? You let it known to the entire world every week, that you’re a demon, in the most carefree way might I add! How could you be anymore exposed that that?

Havok: Trixie, you misunderstand. At the same time, you’re over-estimating the intelligence of not only the world, but it’s people. You see, I go out to that ring week in and week out, saying that I am the almighty ruler of the Underworld, that I am the Source of all Evil. But those people that listen to me talk, they think that it’s all just one big gimmick. They think that it’s all a lie, and they think that when I go home at night, I’m just Nathaniel Jacobs from Indianapolis, Indiana.

Trixie: Stupid, pathetic mortals. They have no clue what really goes on in this world. They do their thing, 9 to 5, then go home and wish that they would have followed their dreams instead of being stuck living like everyone else. Little do they know that there’s a whole different world out there, with things that occur that they could never imagine. Just like Jacob Whitehead. Shouldn’t he understand by now? With all of your great escapes week after week, you think that he would be wondering a bit, himself.

Havok: Jacob Whitehead is just as simple-minded as the rest of the world. He probably thinks that I am just that good. He has no idea what it really has to do with. While he has all the time in the world to work out and juice it up, he has no idea that his worst enemy, Nathaniel Havok, is reorganizing the Underworld under his order once again, to make more attempts to flood the world with nothing but pure evil. That’s the same reason why he think’s that he’s got what it takes to beat me at Test for the Best. He has no clue the magnitude of the man he will once again be staring across the ring at!

Trixie: And what about that Liz bitch? Want me to take her out for you?

[Nathaniel smiles and lets out a little chuckle.]

Havok: My God, Trixie. You just can’t wait to jump right back into the thick of things, can you?

Trixie: Come on, Nathaniel. You knew what you were doing, when you made me a demon. You knew how much that I’d love it. I’ve never felt such a purpose in my life, and I love being respected, powerful, admired…

…It’s the best feeling, ever.

Havok: Oh, I know that it is. And when I’m able to get my hands around the neck of Jacob Whitehead once again at the pay per view, it will just be that much more respect and admiration that I’ll receive. I’ve still got skeptics and nonbelievers out there to shut up, and critics to silence. I can’t forget about them, now.

Trixie: I could always kill them for you too, you know?

Havok: Oh, Trixie. You have to learn that not all problems can be solved by death. It just doesn’t work that way.

Trixie: Please, Nathaniel. You’re the Source of all Evil, for crying out loud! Every single problem that you have, could always be solved with death!

Havok: It’s not that easy, Trixie. You’ve been demonized far too much if you don’t get it. Sure, full-blooded demons aren’t born with the sort of thought process that we are, but we’re only half-demons, Trixie. So you know as well as I do that all problems can’t be solved that way. If it were that easy, Whitehead and Jeff would already be dead, and Nathaniel Havok would already be running Action Packed Wrestling.

Trixie: Well, maybe you should start thinking like a full-blooded demon. You know, speed the process along a little bit.

Havok: No, things must remain the way that they are, Trixie. Therefore, I must continue in my fights against Jacob Whitehead and President Jeff, until the two of them decide that it’s not worth it to continuously get their asses kicked and humiliated by yours truly. But, I have a feeling that the pay per view will lighten my load a little. When I’m done with Jacob Whitehead, he’s not going to want anything else to do with me. Trust me. This isn’t your normal three count match, it can only be won when there is only one of us standing at the end of the night. I plan on walking out of the arena that night, and I plan on him being rushed out, preferably in an ambulance in hot pursuit of the nearest hospital.

[Nathaniel let’s out an evil chuckle as he wraps one arm around Trixie. The two embrace as the cameras pan out and the scene fades to black.]