(A/N: I decided to take a little bit of a break from wrestling, just to get my head straight after Punk returned to WWE.

Hope you guys understand that because I really don't like Punk after his antics in AEW and now he's back in WWE.

I really wanted a break from it all.

Anyway, here's the chapter and I hope you enjoy it.)

~With Owen~

After Kaori and I got together, it's been the best feeling ever.

I never broke the news to my family yet because we're obviously trying to keep it a secret until the time is right. Kaori was okay with it because it only makes sense to keep it from everyone for the time being.

Anyway, Kaori rode with me to Full Sail where we were being booked tonight. She had a match, but I was staying in the back, just in case I had a match as well.

I was dressed in my usual segment outfit with my merch shirt and I was just wondering who I'm gonna be facing tonight.

Also, I have my gear in my bag in case I need it. If there was anything I've learned since 2007, it's always bring the gear with me. I never know if I'm gonna wrestle at any event and it's better to be prepared for anything.

I walked around, taking in the view of Full Sail, but then, Adam had to get in my way.

Adam: The hell do you want?

Me: What I want is you to get out of my way.

Adam: You think you can just waltz into NXT and pretend you own the place? Here's something you need to know, pal: if you mess with me, you mess with the Undisputed Era. So I suggest you walk away before it gets worse.

I laughed in his face a little bit before I said...

Me: You basically contradicted yourself with that statement because last time I checked, you did the same exact thing at Takeover: Brooklyn III, defeating your entire point.

I know I owned him in that moment, but I had a better idea to end this segment.

Me: For now, let's just stay cool. Maybe we'll team up and maybe we'll destroy anyone in our way, but let me tell you this: if this ever happens again, between the two of us, don't expect me to be friendly towards you like I am right now because sooner than later, the Rocket is gonna strike.

I winked, smirked, and walked off leaving Adam confused by what I just said.

From the look of things, I basically just owned him with that little segment and I'm pretty proud of what I just said, but there was a video package being presented to the fans.

I had to see it, but before I could even started watching it, just know that I was sad and after filming all of this, I wanted to break down in tears, just because I miss my dad so much as I'm feeling that way right now.

~Later On~

The video package was on the screen as it showed me in my outfit, but without the sunglasses. I really looked like a badass and I was all for it.

In front of me was a flaming barrel and I had a picture of my dad in the Blue Blazer gimmick in my hand, which looked like this...

...as I was really looking forward to seeing it like this.

Also, seeing this gimmick once again made me feel sick, but what is about to happen in this vignette will make everyone happy.

Me (in video): It's just crazy how things can change in an instant, unexpected and heartbreaking. May 23rd, 1999, Over The Edge. My dad was was supposed to come down from the ceiling in a harness, for a match. Somehow, the harness snapped, he fell 78 feet down to the ring, cracked his head open, taken to the hospital, and he was pronounced dead on arrival.

I sighed and just looked at the camera with sadness in my eyes. The reason I left out the part where Vince was responsible is because, shocker, people can change over the years. I still stand by that and I'll fight anyone who disagrees.

Me (in video): The messed up part about it was that, my birthday was the day after, and my dad promised me to take me to Disney World once the show was over.

I looked down in anger as I really wished that it didn't happen, but then again, life works in ways we don't want it to, and there's nothing we can do about it.

Me (in video): But guess what? I'm still here.

It showed me throwing the picture of dad's Blue Blazer gimmick in the barrel as it burned to a crisp, and it showed me putting on my jacket and shades.

Me (in video): I got into wrestling because I wanted to carry on the Owen Hart name, my way, where I put my own touch. And when people started watching me compete, I wasn't going "Ha ha, look at me. I'm just like my dad, mother(bleep)s", it's because I'm on a mission to keep the name alive.

It showed my logo on the jacket, showing that I'm a Prince in this sport and I want to let everyone know that I'm not playing games.

Me (in video): This logo is to not only represent my father, it's to show everyone that I'm a Prince, of Harts. I named myself the "Prince of Harts", because my dad was the King of Harts, so the Hart name is royalty: from my grandfather Stu, to my father, and now to me. That's what people seem to forget these days, but not anymore. Not while I'm here.

As it showed some footage of my matches in Japan, I kept talking in the video in an angry tone.

Me (in video): I've been showing how much wrestling meant to me, and yes, some people may not like what I've done, but this is to keep my dad's name alive. He's a legend, one of the greatest to put on a pair of wrestling boots, and I'll be damned if I'm gonna disrespect his name by turning away from the sport, becoming shunned by my extended family.

Then, it showed footage of my amateur wrestling matches, including my time in Japan.

Me (in video): All my life, I've been an amateur wrestler. I've won matches to where I can pin them, I can throw them out of the ring, I can show that I have the guts to say that I'm here to do what I can to make the Hart name mean something in this sport.

Then, it showed me in a throne, where it's fit for a prince and it showed the actual throne where my dad won King of The Ring. It showed me looking at it with such sadness to where it should be filled.

Me (in video): Over the years, people have told me that I should just quit, that my dad was a loser, that he didn't care about the family, that he didn't care about the sport, and that he deserved to die.

I laughed a bit with defiance, letting everyone know that I ignored what they said.

Me (in video): To be honest, I never really cared about what they said. They don't know what I'm capable of inside that ring, and even if they did, I would make them feel the pain that I felt, when I learned that my dad had died, one day, before my freaking birthday no less!

I slowed down and regained my composure before I looked into the camera with a glare, and said the final part of this promo.

Me (in video): I'm not gonna stop until I know I've made it to where I can finally say, "It is finished". I don't know what the future holds for me, nor do I care, but until then, my goal, in WWE, is to finish a story that's been left unfinished. That's all I want to do in WWE, and that's finish a story that's been left undone.

Once the package was over, I hard the fans applauding as I was really happy they loved it. I mean, I wrote this all myself. No writers or AI in fact aren't gonna write something that good.

I saw that Kaori watched the package and think she absolutely loved it, but she probably knew how hard it was for me to tell a story in that promo.

She walked over and hugged me as I had to do the same.

Kaori: Are you okay? Do you need anything, Owen?

Me: I'll be fine. Thanks Kaori.

Kaori: Of course. I do anything for you.

She kissed my cheek and hugged me as I had to go to catering to watch her match.

~End of Match~

I saw that Billie Kay decided to try and distract the ref from letting Kaori win, so I decided to go out there and teach her a lesson about getting involved in someone's match.

I walked over to where Billie was as she was on the ring apron, tapped her leg, and she got down off the apron to get in my face.

Billie: Bugger off, will you!

I then decided to play around with her as the camera was on me. I basically just did a face to her by doing a raspberry with a smile.

Billie looked to slap me, but I ducked it as Kaori did her InSane Elbow onto Peyton.

She covered her and got the win as I applauded.

Announcer: Here is your winner, KAIRI SANE!!!

Kaori looked at me, pointed, smiled, and nodded as I saluted her with a smile of my own.

I slapped a few hands on the way back as I was met with a punch from Adam!

He immediately started laying me out as Kaori got out of the ring and pushed him away!

Kaori: 何をしていると思いますか？ (What do you think you're doing, huh?!)

Adam smiled, put his hands up and looked to walk away, but Billie and Peyton had kendo sticks in their hands!

Before they could whack her in the back, I immediately got up, pull her away from them and they whacked me in the ribs instead!

Kaori was in full shock and didn't know how to react.

Billie: Hey Kairi! Is this your little boyfriend here! How adorable!

Then they proceeded to keep hitting me with the sticks until Kaori ran up on Billie and started beating them down until Peyton tried to whack her with the stick, but I held on to her ankle to get her distracted long enough to get hit with the kendo stick from Kaori!

She covered me to protect me and she snarled at the Iconic Duo, who were limping away with such a delusional smile.

Kaori: また私の男を傷つけた、殺します! (You hurt my man again, I'll kill you!)

Billie: Awww, you don't mean that, do you?

Kaori: はい、本当にそうです！ (Yes, the fuck, I do!)

Me: Kaori, don't.

I patted her leg with a sad look, trying to get her to calm down.

Me: It's not worth it.

She helped me up as the fans applauded, but we didn't want to kiss in front of them, lest we expose our relationship to them too early, just because we got together not too long ago.

In the back, I was given some ice packs and I really needed the ice. Getting a shot from a kendo stick really hurts, probably more so than a belt to the ass.

Kaori: You did not have to take it for me.

Me: I wanted to keep you safe, alright? You getting hurt for real is the last thing wanted happening to you.

Kaori: I understand, I do.

She hugged me as I had to do the same.

I mean, I didn't want to see Kaori get red strikes on her back was something I didn't want to see. She's the cutest girl ever and I had to make sure she was safe.

I saw that Hunter came in and looked concerned about me, probably more than Kaori.

Hunter: You doing alright, Owen? You need anything?

Me: I'll be fine. Just wanted to make sure she didn't get hurt.

Hunter: I have to say, you're probably more of a gentleman than I could ever be. If it makes you feel better, I'll let you have the match with Adam, one on one, next week.

Me: I appreciate it. Thank you.

Hunter: Of course. You rest, okay?

Me: I will.

I shook hands with Hunter, with Kaori, she hugged him, as we walked to the back, where we showered, in different rooms by the way, dressed, walked to the bike, and I rode her back to her house.

I even made sure to walk her up, just as a gentleman would, because I want her to know that chivalry isn't dead, and it's only right to do so.

Kaori: Thank you for sacrificing yourself for me.

Me: Hey, you're my girlfriend, you want me to see you get hurt?

She giggled as I smiled, just trying to lighten up the mood.

Kaori: Well, Oyasumi (goodnight), Owen.

Me: Oyasumi, Kaori. Love you.

Kaori: Love you too.

We kissed as I walked back to my bike and rode home.

Little did I know that next week, I was gonna change up the gear a little bit.