Selena Frost vs. Asher Hayes

[SnowQueenSCW]

Villain of the Year

”Down in the Trenches…”

Essex Market
New York City, New York
June 24th, 2025
10:26am

Her gaze was down towards her black runners again, but only so she could, for the umpteenth time, start from the bottom of the nearby shelf of goods and move her head up to observe the rows and rows of produce. In this case: Tomatoes and avocadoes. Her pale hand glided over the lot of them, occasionally grabbing one and giving it a squeeze to test its firmness. If the produce passed the eye and squeeze test, it was placede in a plastic bag with a few others, as Selena continued her shopping through the market. Still, her mind occasionally flashed back to the sheer height of some of the stalls and shelves of good. Though she was a decently tall woman (a bit above average in terms of height), there were times that she felt small here on the ground, surrounded by people and such high shelves. In fact, part of her felt like that movie “All Quiet on the Western Front” – worried that if she peeked her head up too far above the tall shelves, she’d be sniped in the head!

Suppose that would be cause for celebration for many in SCW… she quickly shook her head to dispel such thoughts, instead refocusing her efforts to tie up her bags of tomatoes and avocados before adding them to her shopping cart. They had already dealt with the ‘lack of Deanna’s conditioner issue’ after dropping the kids off at school, Elsianna going on and on about her class’s green initiative the entire ride there – to the point where David had his fingers in his ears the whole ride. The silence had almost seemed strange as the two Frost women had begun their own tasks within the NYC market spaces, but, still, Selena was unsure which she preferred: the silence or the bustle of family. Perhaps each has their place in life… she reasoned as she pushed her cart further down the path between vendors, hearing the hustle and noise of customers and workers as the day continued.

Their noises didn’t affect Selena that much. She had learned long ago how to ‘tune it out’, much like the audience within SCW that had turned on her – raining their boos upon the platinum-blonde every time she appeared. That was especially true now given the recent events she had heaped on them with her contract cash-in. Of course, there were some obnoxious fans – and even some of her fellow wrestlers – that were proclaiming that they ‘called it’ or whatever. She scoffed at the notion. Idiots like that had done the same thing when she had run around SCW with a mask and padded suit on during the EOTY Invitational, running a list of ‘potentials’ or ‘offhand remarks’ and then claiming ‘intelligence’ when one of those people/remarks on the list proved to be true.

Including the then world champion, Asher… her jaw clenched. Can’t wait to hear him ‘call it’. She rolled her eyes at the notion. Why did SCW have to pair him with her? She had said up and down that she wanted to stay away from the man for the sake of Deanna’s return so the redhead could ‘handle the matter’ as she deserved the chance to. What was management thinking? Was this some kind of swerve? Asher was – somehow – buddies with Cid Turner and, sure, there was a history between her and Asher, not just regarding the United States title back and forth with Deanna, but also the world title, but still!

I don’t have time for this. Not for another ‘I knew it all along’ rant or another ‘Selena buries people’ tirade… she sighed, returning her attention back to her shopping, eyeing several wheels of cheese of various size, color and, most of all, price. Geez! How is cheese so damn much?! She thought, picking up one small wheel to observe it before putting it back down, the texture, alone, enough to dissuade her from any kind of purchase- But speaking of Deanna…

The thought of the redhead caused Selena to turn herself around on the spot, eyes scanning the way she had come and any subsequent route the younger woman could have taken on her own- The flash of red hair luckily caught her eye, causing her to slowly (with cart) about-face and push said cart back down the pathway until she, too, made the turn needed to be near the black-shorts, pink-shirt wearing woman knelt down to smell one of the many displays of flowers.

“Watch out for the bee there.” Selena said when she drew close enough, causing Deanna’s head to jerk towards the voice, recognize the warning, and then immediately jump back.

“A bee?! No no no!” Deanna whined a little, swatting at the air for a few seconds until she turned her head back at the not-so-concealed, bottom-lip-biting smile from the Snow Queen. “You’re not funny.” She pouted.

“Disagree.” Selena shrugged. “You know they say you shouldn’t swat at bees, though. That actually makes the chances much higher that they sting you. The key is to ignore them when they are buzzing around your head.”

“Attention-starved bees?” Deanna asked, unconvinced. “I don’t think so.”
“No.” Selena shook her head. “Something to do with fear of attack and scent on a person that swatting at them makes them aware of. I heard about it on a nature show.”
“You’re watching nature shows now?” Deanna laughed, stepping back towards the display of flowers and studying each one.”
“It was the only thing on one night.” Came Selena’s reply with a shrug.

The former world champion remained quiet for a moment, simply watching as her ex-wife continued studying the array of flowers for their arrangement, color, and variety of stems and leaves. They were all beautiful, the platinum-blonde could see that, but she was more interested in watching the redhead and enjoying Deanna’s enjoyment of it. She tried not to gaze too long, lest Deanna catch her ‘leering’, which would only prompt another conversation, besides the cause of the fire, that they had not discussed… The events before it.

Selena sighed quietly, still keeping an eye on Deanna. While the cause of the fire still baffled the wrestler, Selena was more confused and frustrated over the fact that she had been with Deanna – in every way – before that. There was no beating around the bush there. She had had sex with her ex – crossed the line she had tried since the divorce never to cross. Risked her entire plan and future on a night of passion that – LITERALLY – culminated in the house burning down! If that wasn’t a bad omen, I don’t know what is!

Still, they hadn’t talked about it since. Hadn’t even brought it up. Soon as Deanna and the children had moved in, Selena had assigned them all guest rooms, including Deanna, and Deanna had not complained or said a word against it. And for that, Selena was truly grateful-

“Hey…” Came the voice from the redhead in front of her, causing her to turn and see the emerald eyes gazing at her – studying her. “I need to ask you something.”

Oh shit! Did I just jinx myself?! Selena mentally cursed. “A…about?” She swallowed the shake in her voice, pale hands gripping the steering-rod of the cart.

“What you said earlier this morning.” Deanna answered, standing up to her full height and moving closer to stand beside the taller woman.
“I said a lot of things.” Selena replied with a shrug – trying to act nonchalant – but only getting an eyeroll from Deanna.

“About Asher. You said you didn’t want to face him.” Deanna stated. “That it was a lose-lose for you. What did you mean?”

“Oh that!” Selena exhaled – not meaning to sound so relieved but unable to help it. “Just…” She tried to explain but Deanna spoke at the same time.

“Are you worried about facing him?

“Worried?” Selena laughed, again unintentionally. “No.” That wasn’t entirely true. On a purely ego-level, facing Asher held its own conundrum of problems. True, a win or loss did nothing to her future. Whether Asher wanted to cry and whine about being ‘buried’ like he had so many times before or make promises of ‘exposing Selena’ or ‘weakening her’, there was truly nothing he could do to stop her match at RTG from happening. He had no contract to insert himself into the match. He had no sway with the management. All he could do was bark and bitch and then try and beat Selena.

But still, beating Selena could still do damage. She had gone the near-entire year without suffering a pinfall or submission or KO loss of any kind. The only losses on her record had been the Trios Finals, mired in controversy thanks to Blake Mason, and the THOTF royale, which was also swamped with technicalities and issues. That was it. A loss now, when she was so close, threatened to disturb that image – that statement of dominance and right that she had to the main-event. She already had enough detractors. She didn’t want more based around her win-loss record.

Still… that was only a small reason – not the main one.

“Beating him…” She tried, choosing her words carefully. “I don’t want to.”
That shocked Deanna. “You don’t want to?” She eyed the Snow Queen. “I don’t believe that.”

“I’m not going to say it.” Selena shook her head. “But no, I don’t want to beat him – rather, I can’t beat him the way I want to.” She sighed. “I want to make him eat crow for all the crap he said about you and all the shit he’s going to inevitably say about me. I want to embarrass him like I did back then.”

“Embarrass him how?” Deanna asked, earning a raised eyebrow from Selena.
“Allocco five moves of doom.” She stated, saying Deanna’s eyes widen in sudden understanding. “… but I can’t.” she added.

“Why not?”

“Because a ) Most importantly, that will taint your match with him and your comeback and b ) the last time I embarrassed him in a match, he up and quit SCW the very next day!” Selena shook her head. “And THAT will ruin your match as well. But if I don’t, then I tarnish the main-event of RTG as well!”

They had been walking for a bit, checking more shelves and items as they spoke, but the focus remained on the conversation. “You could just beat him clean.” Deanna offered. “Nothing over the top, you know?”

“Deanna…” Selena eyed the woman she loved. “I’m already being told up and down that I don’t belong in the main-event by everyone with camera and time. I can’t afford to slow down and ‘go easy’ on someone. Plus…” She sighed, hating to admit it. “Asher’s too good for that. Anything less than my best and he’ll catch me…” she turned her gaze back to Deanna. “Like he caught you.”

She saw Deanna tense up at that – recalling her one shot at the World title. “Yeah… okay…”

“So… that’s my frustration.” Selena shrugged. “Damned if I do. Damned if I don’t.”

They kept quiet for a few moments, letting the facts weigh on their minds as they continued shopping, Selena only speaking some offhand remarks about ‘wanting to make pasta for one dinner and burgers for another’, grabbing the necessary items from different vendors as they walked. It wasn’t until they were exiting the market and heading back towards Selena’s Aston that Deanna finally spoke.

“You’ll think of something.” She offered with a smile. “You always do.”

It was a basic platitude! A solution-less response! A handing off of any help whatsoever!

So… what did it make Selena better… make her smile… when she heard it?
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The Royal Letter

Dear Asher Hayes,

I have a question for you before all this begins! And no! It’s not the one you’re probably thinking of. I don’t need to ask that one. Simply because I don’t care what your answer for it will be. You can ‘claim’ things up and down like you did the last time we fought. Claim I’m ‘predictable’ with my cash-in, claim I’m ‘burying you’ like you always have, claim the sky is green and the grass is blue for all I care. That’s just the ego and arrogance of Asher Hayes – unable to accept that Selena Frost is simply ‘smarter’…‘better’. Because, despite ‘seeing it coming’… what could you do to stop it? Hmmm?

To stop me from beating you and becoming World Champion last year?
To stop me from using my contract to headline Rise to Greatness this year?

Oh, that’s right. Nothing. You could do nothing. All you could do was play the role I had for you and accept destiny as it was – with me standing above you in every way.

But I digress – I said I had a REAL question for you, Mr. “REAL United States Champion”, and I won’t beat around the bush here. So here it is:

How did it feel to humble yourself before a Frost?

No no! I don’t mean me when I ask that! That’s not something new there. I mean a different Frost. I mean – after months of declaring up and down that Deanna wasn’t a ‘real’ champion. Of slandering my family and my name up and down with your same old BS – attacking credibility and attacking a woman that couldn’t be there to defend herself… how did it feel to have to stand in that ring last week, in front of that same woman, and say ‘Thank You’? To know, in your heart, that you OWED a debt to a Frost?

I have to imagine, knowing your ego, that it had to sting a little. Especially as it was a Frost that eliminated you from the royale back in New Orleans, dashing your ‘Kismet reunion’ dreams. Now, I have to admit, after all your crap since you snuck back into SCW, THAT moment made me smile quite a bit. Sending you crashing to the ground – still the Frost’s bitch, aren’t you?

Here’s the thing, Asher. I’m not saying this to… entirely… make you mad. I’m not. I’m just setting the stage here. Because I want you to understand what’s happening. Because, I don’t know if this was management or your begging for it or whatever, but someone thought that ‘Asher Hayes vs. Selena Frost’ was a good idea for this upcoming Breakdown. And, yeah… it does look good on paper. It does. Interim United States Champion vs. the Greatest of All Time – The Future World Champion. Great chance to keep proving what I’ve been proving and that is I haven’t needed the world title to be the most dominant and untouchable superstar in SCW. Great demonstration of why I deserve to be in the main-event of Rise to Greatness by beating the “REAL United States Champion”.

Except one little thing.

See, Asher, let’s not kid ourselves here. There’s a reason last time we fought, I beat you clean and took the world title away from you. There’s a reason that I was able to eliminate you from the royale. But there’s also a reason that I didn’t just cold-clock you with a Glass Shard kick when you mouthed off to me months ago about Deanna. There’s a reason I’ve left you alone this whole time rather than just make an example out of you like I did Blake Mason and Kristen Scott when they disrespected my family, letting you run your mouth as you did – and then choke on humility as YOU were taken out for a while and couldn’t be there for your title.

It's not hard to figure out. The answer is Deanna. See, Asher, you can come here and make all these promises of ‘breaking my spirit’ and ‘exposing me’ and ‘proving something’ – your atypical, unoriginal little goal of “redeeming yourself” a weak mimicry compared to Josh Hudson and Adam Allocco doing it not too long ago – but your part in MY world, however, I don’t give a shit about that. Your part in MY world has always been to be dealt with by Deanna. For you to be humbled by a Frost, yes, but this time by Deanna Frost. Not me. For Deanna to take back the title you said she isn’t the champion of… and leave you with nothing, while I rise up and rule SCW – no longer ‘unofficially’, but with world title in hand.

That’s what my world dictates, Asher. What my destiny is!

Which leaves me in a rather sad state here. Because I could just beat you into the ground. I could. I could embarrass you like I did back then, or like I did with Syren or Blake Mason or Kristen Scott or like I did with so many others in the royale. I could and, honestly… I wouldn’t think twice about doing it. Cause someone that waltzes into SCW during Fatal-Fortunes, got HANDED a shot at the United States title, and still mouths off about me being ‘handed everything’ and whines about being ‘buried by Selena’? Yeah, you still need some more humbling, boy.

But the problem I have is that… I know what losing to me does to you. I know what being humbled by me does to you – when Asher Hayes, surprise surprise, can’t win the big one. When Asher Hayes can’t get the job done against someone BETTER than him.

Hell, we saw it last Breakdown, didn’t we?! The RTG rewind! That was you winning the United States title against Nathan Kaye in 2009! A memorial moment, clearly!

But how did that reign end, Asher? How did part of your career go?

You lost the title to Shilo Valiant, didn’t you? A rookie – a nobody – someone you thought yourself better than… and then you quit. You left. You didn’t have your belt anymore so you gave up just like that! Fast forward fifteen or so years and you lose the world title to me… and you quit. You let your contract expire, refuse to renew and resign, all because you couldn’t beat me… all because you couldn’t handle that I was, and am, better than you.

Do you see why that puts me in a delicate situation, Asher? Because I can’t let you win – I can’t! Why the hell would I disgrace myself and the world title AND the main-event at Rise to Greatness by allowing that? So you can run around the locker-rooms and throughout your promos bragging about it until you were blue in the face like Hudson’s done? So you can have some false ‘validity’ to your ‘claims’? So the SCW Universe can have some false ‘evidence’ because they simply cannot accept the destiny that I spelled out for them months ago?

No, Asher. I cannot let you win in my world. Against Luz? Against Majors? Fine. That can be tolerated. But against me? Against the World-Ruler? No. There is simply far too much at stake and far too much involved for me to let you ‘slip by’ like that. Far more important things than your ego and insecurity.

So, I need you to understand, Asher. Tonight is not about humbling you. It’s not about making you regret the words you uttered about Deanna or even me. It’s not even about our history. It’s about me doing what I have to for the better of SCW and for the destiny set in stone for it. It’s about me doing what needs to be done for that destiny. Which means, I simply beat you because I am better… and then I let you go back to your little corner in my world until Deanna destroys you in Texas.

The real question, however, is this, Asher…

AFTER I beat you... After I beat you again… what are you going to do? You going to still play in MY world with your little ‘Interim Title’? Or are you going to show SCW that you haven’t really changed at all and just quit on them like you always have? Run away as soon as you’re beaten?

What’s it going to be, Hayes? Will you quit? Or will you play nice in MY world?

That’ll be the only thing you have any control over. Whether you believe it… or not!

Welcome back to MY world, Asher. Better decide how long you want to stay in it!

Sincerely,
Selena Michelle Frost
The World-Ruler and NEXT SCW World Champion