The Mad Queen & The Psychotic King

Raw May Have Won Survivor Series, But The Night Belongs To The Lunatic Royalty.

It wasn't until early the following morning before we headed to the next Smackdown Live event that we heard that Becky also suffered a concussion along with her broken nose. It wasn't until we go to the arena that we found Becky sitting in catering with her head in her hands.
"Hey, Ash. Why don't you get your attire on. I'm going to check on Becky."
"Alright. Just be careful. She's been through a lot." Ashley kissed me as I smiled as I watched her walk away.
"Hey," I started.
"Hey," Becky replied giving me the tone and look that I knew all too well.
"Uh oh. There's a sound and look I've heard and seen before."
"I have been medically removed from my match at Survivor Series." She said as she looked at me.
"Hmm. I know how it feels Becks. I was medically removed for close to a year when I went ballistic and tore people apart after my girl's death in the ring in NJPW. I was so frustrated with the system that I wanted to tear apart anyone that even looked at me wrong."
"What stopped you?"
"Remembering the fact that Kennedy wouldn't want me to do that." I smiled weakly. "Trust me, I get that you're angry with the system. But if you choose your replacement wisely. You may just pull off the upset of the century without even lacing up a pair of boots at Survivor Series."
"Well, they do want me to choose my replacement. I do appreciate your advice and I'm glad that someone on this roster knows how I feel right now." She smiled.
"Just know you have friends on this roster and on the Raw roster as well." She nodded and hugged me.
"Thank you, Daniel." She smiled as I stood up as Ashley came up to us.
"Hey, Becky." She smiled.
"Hey, Ashley. Your boy here is very smart. Not to mention that he is very wise. Especially for a psycho."
"Well, I better let you girls catch up or chit chat or whatever you guys do." I left them alone but not before kissing Ashley on the lips and Becky on the top of her head.

Later that night, Becky chose her replacement for her match against Rousey. And she chose my girl. My Queen. Charlotte Flair. After Smackdown Live went off the air we were given a day or two to go home and get ready for Survivor Series.
So we went to my home in Eagle since Series was going to be in Los Angeles, CA this year. She took advantage of the extended and extensive regiments I tested myself for stamina, strength, and endurance among other points. I even was able to see her take to the Salmon Ladder a few times. By the time we were to head to L.A. She and I felt physically and mentally ready.

When we arrived in Los Angeles we headed to the hotel and checked in and immediately went out to our scheduled promotion points. We hyped our matches on the radio. Local sports podcasts. But when the last one finished which was around 230 the afternoon of Series. Me and Ash made our way to the arena with our arena bags and immediately after arriving at the arena went directly to our locker room and got dressed and ready for our matches. Mine against Hunter was one of the first major matches of the night, and it was an asylum match. Hunters idea to try and prove he wasn't afraid of me and could beat me in a match type suited for someone like me.

I was at the gorilla as the rivalry video started playing. I was stretching and warming up when Hunter came up with Stephanie at his side.
"You better get ready to lose." He said as if he had already won the match.
"Who said anything about losing." I smiled at him.
"Well, one way or the other. You will lose. Because last we checked. You work for us."
"I hadn't noticed considering Hunter here was running like a coward. And last I checked. You're not allowed at ringside Stephanie." I told them. "And if there is any interference from anyone on your behalf Hunter. You will only be given a harsher beating from me." I smiled. Fear started to grip him as I could read it in his eyes. "See you out there, Game." I headed out to the ring to my music and once I was in the ring Hunter's theme started.

37 Minutes into the match. I was bleeding from repeated shots with a kendo stick and chair to the head. Hunter was bleeding from his head and back from shots received from a barb wired bat. And since in essence, an Asylum Match was a cage match with weapons. That meant I wouldn't be able to do 'Electro-Shock'. So once I noticed he was getting more and more exhausted by the move and minute. I reversed a pedigree attempt and performed two 'Lobotomy's' in a row then pinned Hunter and got the victory. After the cage was raised and Hunter rolled out of the ring I slowly climbed out of the ring and headed to the back and was met by Ashley.
"Easy babe. I'm still somewhat bleeding here." I smiled.
"Come on. Let's get you to the trainer's room." She placed my right arm over her shoulder and helped me to the trainer's room. After my cuts were patched up, "So how's he doing?"
"Oh, Daniel's got to be one of the toughest guys I know. He's going to have a migraine for a day or two. Some muscle pain but all in all. He's just fine Ashley." The trainer told her.
"Good to hear." I stood up carefully and followed Ashley to our locker room and she helped me sit down carefully on the sofa as the monitor was on in our locker room.