The Mad Queen & The Psychotic King

The Psychotic History Of Daniel 'Madhouse' Boyce.

Being born in some cases less than advantageous circumstances. Doesn't always mean people become insane people or wrestlers who thrive on insanity or chaos. And for a while, I was one of those people as my mother raised me for the first six to seven years of my life alone. And I happen to think she did the best she could considering the circumstances. It was when she remarried when I was eight that I thought I would get some semblance of normalcy. I should have known better. It's not that my stepdad wasn't a bad guy. It's just that close to when I turned 12 or 13 that things started to change in a drastic way. My Uncle Bob one of the people responsible for getting me interested in Pro-Wrestling died and it just went more and more downhill from there.
As not a year or two later, my Great Grandma Boyce died, followed by my mother, who was the other person responsible for me being interested in Pro-Wrestling, when I was barely a few months into being 16 years old at the time. It just got worse.

After I graduated high school with a couple of psychological diagnoses as a man with mild psychotic delusions and that I suffered from deep depression which would sometimes result in occasional bursts of rage or psychotic tendencies like talking to myself in a different voice and other things.
I went right into wrestling for the Indie circuits around the U.S. and all over the world. Mostly wrestling under the name 'Madhouse' Boyce. I perfected my style and personalities in every territory I worked in. It wasn't until I reached Japan that I really hit it big in the business. Because I had a beautiful Puerto Rican girl as my off-screen girlfriend. And she was beautiful. Her name was Kennedy Shaw. I know it doesn't sound Puerto Rican.
It wasn't until a year later that her opponent who was a seasoned veteran of the business accidentally dropped her on her head from the top rope. When I saw that she wasn't moving, I was really worried. I checked her pulse and she was already gone. What happened next not even Finn or AJ can explain and they were there that night as part of NJPW just like I was. I just snapped and took apart anyone that was in the ring and anyone that even tried to get in the ring to try and subdue me or calm me down.
Needless to say, I was put on six to seven-month suspension. But when I came back to work for NJPW after the suspension. Nobody would get close or near me. By the time I had come back. AJ and Finn were already in the WWE.

It wasn't until a year or two later that I was picked up by the WWE.