The big piece of shit who will win the Divine title.

Watching Washington Capitals game with his friends. Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. Thursday 14th March (Off Camera)

It's one of those rare days of Kieran, being allowed by Henry after weeks of training for the title match to go to an Ice Hockey game, watching his friend Connor play for Washington Capitals who are playing against Philadelphia Flyers. They were all invited to attend another Ice Hockey game on Saturday, but due to Kieran wrestling in Canada the next day, they changed it to today. They were in the exclusive VIP stands where they had their room to support Connor on.

They were in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, watching Connor play as sometimes, he was on and off the ice due to how Ice Hockey rules are. They had food all around them, although Kieran was told by Henry to monitor his eating habits, even though Kieran was proud to be overweight and couldn't care less about it. His friends notice Kieran eating burgers, and they say this.

Barry: “Hey, cut out eating that stuff dude.”

Kieran Overton: “I don't give a shit what Henry says, he's not here, and I don't give a monkey's ass about my weight.”

Aaron: “Understandable. Maybe Henry was saying to not overeat of it because of the title match coming up.”

Kieran Overton: “I don't need to lose weight to win titles. I won HCW TV and Bad Blood title, remember without doing that shit. Besides, I'm happier than I was last time I was out with you guys, especially away from Las Vegas and being here to watch Connor kick ass.

Barry: “Speaking of kicking ass, look what Connor's doing now.”

Kieran Overton: “Fuck him up, Connor.”

Connor was wrongly taken down by a Philadelphia Flyer's player, and they start brawling in the middle of the ice hockey match until the referees broke them apart as Kieran, Barry and Aaron booed at the fight to stop. They were sent to their penalty boxes for two minutes before the game continues with Washington Capitals leading by two goals to nil.

Kieran Overton: “You see, this is why I enjoy wrestling because unlike Ice Hockey, nobody breaks up fights for you. You tackle them head on and smash wrestlers out of the sport.”

Aaron: “Oh yes, I enjoyed you brutally battering Blaise out of the wrestling business, permanently injuring her in the process. Even bitched to change her tag partner to Rory.”

Kieran Overton: “That's because she's a worthless hoe who doesn't belong in the wrestling business. She's a weak bitch. I'm the most hated fucking wrestler in Divine right now. Nobody comes close to being as hated as me.”

Barry: “Damn right. That player already has hatred for Connor. He's ready to fight him again.”

Kieran Overton: “Or Connor will score for Washington Capitals. He's going to come back on the ice and score goals. That's the sort of aggressive nature Connor has.”

Both of his friends nod at Kieran, especially at that point, the two minutes were up, and Connor comes back on the ice and does precisely as Kieran said he'd do, score a goal, five minutes after being allowed back on the ice.

Kieran Overton: “Told you and he's gonna lead the team to the play off's.”

Aaron: “Like you'll be the Divine Heavyweight champion on Sunday, in the scramble, right?”

Kieran Overton: “Of course because unlike my opponents, they have someone they kiss ass to. I don't; I focus doing my own fucking thing, giving me fuel to win the title.

Kieran takes a breather as he pours coke out of the bottle and drinks it down, before watching the game for a bit, taking an interest in what the players are doing before he speaks, while watching the Ice Hockey game.

Kieran Overton: “My opponents are the fucking Rissi's who will end up teaming up because they don't give a shit about winning the title. Zoe is as what I stated weeks ago, lacks the killer instinct to win titles because she depends on following the rules and Rory is a weak ass piece of shit who depends on Claude to beat the fuck out of people.”

Barry: “According to what you're telling me, even animals are stronger than those guys.”

Kieran Overton: “Oh they are, and I'm the only one in the entire match that will win the match. All of them depend on someone respecting them and assisting them to victory. They know who their eyes are on and it's on me because unlike them, I do everything I say. I said I'd injure Blaise and I did.”

Aaron: “Looks like Blaise isn't the only person injured out there. Look how fucked Jones is. Brawled against Connor, yet he got the worst beating of his life, even from that little scrap.”

Suddenly, while they were talking, Connor scored another goal, and he goes up to the VIP box where Kieran, Barry and Aaron were. Connor pointed up at them, and all three of them nod at Connor, and he goes back to where he usually starts which was involving himself in the faceoff and they looked at the Jones player Aaron mentioned and Kieran says this.

Kieran Overton: “I'm glad Connor stuck to playing Ice Hockey as you guys know I wouldn't be friends with him if he were a wrestler. That's the way I am. A lot of people don't like the fact I'm in the sport for myself and to be a guy to capture any title I wish without anybody stopping me.”

Barry: “Has Lord Raab been alright with you as of late?”

Kieran Overton: “Yes, he's been supportive, saying how aggressive I've gotten as of late and doing things that even he thought of doing, but never delivered on it. He's never had faith in me like that in a long time.”

Aaron: “Yet, you both still aren't friends?”

Kieran Overton: “Well, there's a past he has that prevents him from trusting anyone, apart from his family and Samuel. I was only told by Henry himself a couple of weeks ago, and it's horrifying to know there are some sick evil women out there. He has counselling every single week because of it. I can't tell you guys much more than that as I made a promise; I won't tell anyone the full details.”

Both Barry and Aaron seem somewhat surprised with the story they were getting, even if Kieran couldn't tell the full story as it wasn't for him to talk about and Aaron says this.

Aaron: “Oh, I've dealt with pieces of shit women before, trust me. I've had to deal with a lot of psychos in my line of work.”

Kieran Overton: “I'm aware of this. I think everyone, including myself, is a piece of shit anyway. That doesn't matter however as Connor is an awesome player who should be captain of the team, not that Russian fuck. Connor works harder than him.”

Barry: “Like you should be champion in the gauntlet instead of having to fight for the title because you did beat the shit out of Blaise.”

Kieran Overton: “Yet, nobody will give a shit that she's gone because she was a piece of shit herself. I wasn't scared of being a massive fucking target because that's how you become fucking hated. I don't want fucking respect; I don't want to kiss ass to anyone. I wrestle only for myself, not for the fans or wrestlers in the back, for my fucking self.”

Aaron: “Well, we know you're different from protecting people and animals like us, and we know you're different from Connor who only beats players up when they ask for it and that he plays Ice Hockey for the fans. Nothing wrong with that because you have to be alone if you want to be a champion in wrestling.”

Kieran nods, seeing how smart Aaron is, even if his line of work was completely different from Kieran's and he's glad about his friends never wanted to be wrestlers as he wouldn't get along with them. All three were watching the game for a few more minutes until the second period was over.

Kieran Overton: “This game is exciting as fuck. I want to watch Connor play more often.”

Aaron: “I'm sure one of these days, we'll watch you wrestle and beat motherfuckers all over the place.”

Kieran Overton: “When I become champion, you will get to witness the biggest asshole of professional wrestling, a champion nobody fucking wants but needs as I'm the perfect definition of a heavyweight. I'm also perfectly suited to be champion, not the Rissi's, Harlow's and McDraven's of the world.”

Barry: “I don't think I've seen a real bad guy in wrestling for quite some time. You get those who are nice heels, but nobody like you. Heck, you're even an asshole outside of wrestling.”

Kieran Overton: “Of course I am because that's how I live life. Even my parents think I'm a piece of shit. I stick by that and be the target everyone wants to go for. I don't pretend I'm a good guy or any of that shit. I don't pretend I have friends in the business, I have none, and that's why my career is going better than it did in the past. Friends in the wrestling business get in the way.”

All of them nodded, although Aaron thought about the Rissi's after what Kieran said earlier as he mentions this.

Aaron: “Even families too.”

Kieran Overton: “Yes. Anyway, let's forget about wrestling and enjoy Washington Capitals winning against Philadelphia Flyers with Connor scoring goals on them bitches. Got to admire the fast pace game and how difficult it is to master skating on ice. I can't skate for shit.”

Barry: “It takes a lot of practice to get it right, I agree, especially when you're skating around players with the stick and the puck. It's not an easy sport to get into at all.”

Aaron: “Not easy, especially when Connor had to bust his ass to get in the NHL, playing for a college team before Washington Capitals hired him. It's a shame he doesn't play closer to Las Vegas though.”

Kieran Overton: “Indeed, now let's be quiet and enjoy the game. I want Connor to kick ass again and want him to score goals.”

Barry and Aaron nod at Kieran, although Kieran did want to hang out with Connor at some point by himself, he wasn't able to as NHL season was still going on and knew once the season was over, they'd be able to hang out. The most important thing is for Kieran to enjoy another sport that wasn't so much about combat.

Washington won five goals to three as they left the VIP room and meet up with Connor to talk before hitting the nightclub until three in the morning before they head off to sleep in their hotel rooms.

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That Divine title belongs to the biggest asshole in professional wrestling, bitches twitch.com shoot. (On camera)

“Aww, are some wrestlers are going to cry about me injuring and removing Blaise from the Divine Wrestling roster. Too fucking bad because nobody gave a fuck about that bitch and her lack of passion for the business because she wrestled for one fucking title and then she fucks off. Everything I've ever said about her has been right from the beginning. Next time, she won't brag about not being injured again because I'm the only sick bastard who done that.

Not that Rory can do it without Claude kissing his ass because he sucks as a wrestler. You did fuckall to stop me from winning the tag match, in fact, you're fucking worthless in the ring. You haven't earned a damn thing to be in this match for the Divine title. You've done nothing, had to be handed a spot in this match because you sure suck as a wrestler and a fucking joke of one.

Yes, we get it, Michael, you're undefeated around here, but have you thought the only reason why you're winning is that you've not faced real competition. Shame you're a gutless fucking cunt who's too scared to put his hands and running his mouth on his fellow family member, likewise with Brianna also. Damn, you both belong in the tag division together, not in this match where it's every person for themselves. That's why I take great pride in not having a single friend in this business.

Both Michael and Brianna won't capture the title because they'd be kissing each other's asses and it shows really; they don't give a fuck about winning the title and wrestling for themselves. Don't be surprised when we see lack of effort from the pair of you because you both don't belong in this match and Brianna making Michael a weak man who's lost power to have the chance to win the match.

Then we have the least killer instinct wrestler I've ever come across in the match, Zoe McDraven herself. That's the main problem with her. She never shows aggression or how badly she wants to win the title. She wants to be a goody two shoes which doesn't work in this line of business. You have to be aggressive, showing how bad you want to beat me.

I'm begging you to trash and insult me under the fucking sun because I'm a fucking asshole, not the amount of respect you show to other people. That's why you won't win the match because you're too fucking cute for this business and lack of the killer instinct of doing anything it takes to win shows, hence why I was the one who won last week.

As I said, it takes no effort to defeat people who have to use their family members and friends to win matches or that they fear of being disrespectful. I'm not either one of those things, and I'm the primary target you should be looking at because I'm vicious and dangerous of a human being.

I'll fuck up everyone in the scramble match, and I will be walking away from the arena with the title because unlike you weak cunts, I'm an alone fucking beast who'd do anything possible to win the match. Mentally, all of you are fucking weak compared to me. I can take shit from people, I'm not afraid of causing injuries to wrestlers, and I especially wasn't scared to injure Blaise that you fuckers won't stand a chance of.

I am a fat piece of shit, and I take great pleasure of being overweight instead of being a skinny and regular sized fucker who's just like everyone else and instead of being Barbie dolls that Zoe and Brianna at times fit the perfect definition of. I'm a real wrestler, and a real heavyweight, not that we've ever seen heavyweight women wrestlers compete in the ring because they are incapable of being big and powerful to destroy every living thing in the ring.

I've never been better about winning the title which is way higher than any of your chances because I wrestle for myself. I only fight to hurt, destroy people and win titles and I give a shit about myself. After all, I'm the bad guy, and I proudly admit I live by that and it's why it's a strength that will help me win the Divine title because I have the killer instinct, I show no respect to anyone, and I certainly do not shy away my thoughts on each one of my opponents. I hate all of you just as much as I hate myself.

Tomorrow night in Montreal, Canada, you will see The Destructive Beast break down a construction site full of fucking bodies in the scramble match and using my power and strength to treat all of you like a bunch of dolls because none of you can match my strength and power. You can try, but all of you will be flip flop wrestlers trying to take me down when it takes no effect.

I will overcome all of you and be the new Divine Wrestling champion, a real heavyweight that nobody wants or needs, but only I need, and I need it right now because Destructive Beast and the asshole of professional wrestling's time is here and now.”