The Icons of the Ring convention was bustling, despite it being in the not so metropolitan Newark, Delaware. Taking the last month off to finally heal from the hellacious Circus Deathmatch. It wasn’t time that Ken had asked for, but it was honestly time he needed. Sitting behind one of the many tables in the gym of the St. Matthew Parish Center, he remembers some…

The stars shone brightly that evening over the highway going from Gnaw Bone, Indiana to Baltimore, Maryland. The 1989 Black Pontiac Grand Am was looking sharp, having been repainted and tuned up prior to his trip to the airport for his last two events. The damage from Cervantes was so severe, that airport security had not even allowed Ken to get through the gate, seeing…

It’s hard to figure out life sometimes. For Ken Davison, he was content, for perhaps the first time in a long time. Everything was going well with Kyra and her pregnancy. Chloe had stepped up to help with his school. His former rival Mr. Popular was officially under contract to serve as an instructor there as well. Something was missing and that seemed to be…

Standing in the old Carnage Wrestling Arena in downtown Baltimore, Maryland, “Godly” Ken Davison oversees a group of five prospective students. They are certainly a mixed lot, that is for certain. Positioned in the center of the line of students is Ken’s adoptive daughter, Chloe Hawkhurst. Incorporating Chloe in the mix with new students helps by giving him a second set of eyes. Since the…

The Davisons walk into Fogo de Chao Brazilian Steakhouse arm in arm. Ken smiles that stupid, cheesy smile that seems to cross his face when he’s around his wife. Lately, his time seems to be spent between Las Vegas, Baltimore and their combined doctor’s appointments. The simplicity of just having this time with Kyra, is really all he needs in life. The iridescent illumination creates…

“Last night I dreamt I was at my funeral again.” Ken says stoically to no one in particular. Sitting in the middle of the room, in one of the fifteen or so chairs placed nonchalantly in a shape vaguely resembling a circle. Unbeknownst to his friends, his family, his peers, Ken Davison has been going to a support group to try and manage his anxiety….

“Mama, you’re getting fat,” Adina says. It seems she woke up today and chose death. Kyra smiles at her and I remember that this is a different Kyra. Otherwise, Adina would be a chalk outline. Sitting next to Adina, Chloe Hawkhurst’s eyes go wide. I take this all in, knowing I could have fun with this, but should probably stay out of it. “You needta…

Ken Davison is standing in front of his class of students inside of the old Carnage Arena. Since the doors of the promotion closed, Ken has been putting it to good use. The crowd of approximately 15 students sit inside the ring, circling the perimeter of half the ring. Meanwhile, Ken stands in the ring, holding court instead of actually teaching the group. “So, I…

Ken Davison is on top of the world. Why wouldn’t he be? Last week was literally the greatest week of his life. In winning the Conquest Championship, he had exercised the losses to the previous Conquest Champions he had faced, Lucy Wilde, Rogan MacLean, and the man he defeated for the Conquest Championship, Travis Pierce. Everything’s coming up Ken. Right now, he is sitting downstairs…

“Godly” Ken Davison is a human juxtaposition. He spent his career as one of the most confident people to ever lace up a pair of boots. Now, Kyra Johnson has changed all of that. Ken knows he is one of the best to ever lace up a pair of boots. His resume speaks for itself. It was almost a symbiotic relationship and he feels like…