Selena Frost vs. Dante Slayton

[SnowQueenSCW]

The Royal Letter

The camera opens up to reveal none other than the Snow Queen, herself, Selena Frost sitting in a throne chair in front of a shelf of books. She is dressed in a rather elegant, black dress with her hair in its iconic braid. There is a slit in her dress, which allows a pale, but toned and lovely leg to sit crossed up and over the knee of the other.

Tell me something, people of SCW. The hypocritical lot of you…

Do I look like I’ve been beaten? Do I look like I’ve lost my resolve? She tilts her head to the side, a smirk gracing her pale, yet perfect, features. I imagine that is what many of you were hoping when YOUR world champion came down into the ring and got involved in my business for the umpteenth time. Perhaps that is hypocritical of me to say, but you would think that after I graciously let him and Amiliah Nevado settle things in the ring – staying away and out of it the WHOLE time – he would have respected Glory and I settling things in the ring. For all that talk of ‘respecting SCW’ and ‘facing all challengers’, you would think-

She suddenly begins laughing, unable to keep up the fascade. Oh, who am I kidding? Nobody expects Cid Turner to be respectful or have any kind of integrity. We all know why he did what he did. He knows I’m circling around him like a shark and his terrified. Whining and crying about the ‘legitmacy’ of his reign when, oh yeah, doing all he can to have ‘his pick’ of challengers. That’s all that was. A walking act of hypocrisy. Cause in the end, no matter how much you cheer for him, SCW Universe, he said it himself. “He’ll do whatever it takes to stay SCW Champion.” Including keeping me from being the number one contender. Or did you all miss him ‘decreeing’ that Glory Braddock was next and I wasn’t even close? Nevermind the fact that my winning streak this past year ECLIPSES hers. Nevermind the fact that I already beat her last we fought in an official match when she can’t recall the last time she beat me on her own.

I mean… Selena chuckles. What is to be expected from such a man as that? A man that holds his hand out to you, while hiding the dagger behind his back? You all don’t see it. You all don’t want to see it, even when he’s screaming “I’m going to stab you!”. You don’t listen, and yet, days, weeks, months from now, when he’s abandoned you, when he’s hurt you, when the truth is exposed, you all will wonder why. You will cry “why did he hurt us? Why did he abandon us?”. As if it’s some great mystery!

It is NO great mystery! You are praising and idolizing a sham! A coward! A fraud! It’s right there in front of all of you! Clear as day! You saw it last Breakdown! What did it matter to him if Glory and I settled things in the ring?! What would it matter to him if it’s me or her that he faces if he truly desires ‘the best’ and for someone to ‘earn their shot’? Would not me beating Glory to the ground on my own do that? Showing that I am stronger? Faster? Better than her? Destroying her winning streak with a swift kick and exposing her for the coward she is – would that not be BETTER for his supposed crusade?

No… Selena shakes her head. Because then I would be next. I would fight him next… the woman that ended his last TWO world title reigns. And he fears that. He fears me...

The slow, knowing smile returns. You all call me delusional. Crazy. And yet you are all the ones that cannot see the forest for the trees. You all are the ones that cannot see what is right in front of you. You need to warp it. Pretend it’s not what it is. Make it something it will NEVER be. And Cid Turner will NEVER be the world champion you want him to be. He doesn’t want to really be that! And I’m the only person that can see it. And I’m the only person he fears…

Still… she shrugs. I suppose this process will have to take time. Time to draw it out. For the truth to rise. For things to be exposed as they always have. Cream rises and all that, I suppose. And, meanwhile, I’ll deal with the frauds polluting SCW as ‘The tag-team champions’. I’ll silence the critics that think I am weak and don’t deserve a world title opportunity again.

And I’ll expose the delusional…

She gives a sigh. And how delusional can you be, Dante? Hmmph… She scoffs.

You know something, boy, I have to admit something to you. You talked about how I looked down on you. That I don’t see you as in the same league as me. And I would say you were right. My opinion of you was rather low. The bar not set too high given all your talks and yet your lack of accolades. A win against Syren was all you had months and months ago and now? It’s still all you have to brag about.

A man that talks so much about being ‘better than everyone’ and yet barely makes it to the preshow of Rise to Greatness. A man that couldn’t beat Chris Lawler when I trounced him at Apocalypse. Yes, my regard for you is very low, Dante. I’m not afraid to call a spade a spade. The sky is blue, it is cold in winter, and Dante Slayton is a WASTE of ‘barely-there’ talent!

She gives a shrug. You’ve had months, Dante, since we last fought. Have you prove me wrong since then? No. You’ve done nothing while I have continued to headline and make my mark.

So with all of that said, the bar was low for me in terms of expectations from you. I mean, last time you just showed up to our match. No work, no promo, no nothing. No hype or excitement for facing the greatest world champion in SCW history. So I made an example of you. Even so, despite you giving me an average fight, I’ll grant you that, I had little expectations from you. At best, I expected maybe a few words of wisdom – an effort, small, yes, but learned from your loss to me… Something to show the world that Dante Slayton – THIS time – was worth believing in!

Slowly, Selena sadly shakes her head. And even with the bar so low that it’s almost touching the ground… you still couldn’t reach it.

Moving her leg up and down onto the ground, the Snow Queen leans forward a little towards the camera.

What is your strategy, Dante? You go to your little ranch and you talk about how far you’ll go? Farther than me? You’ll do things that I won’t do – that I’ll find too squeamish? she laughs bitterly. Have you forgotten who it was that but Blake Mason on the shelf? Have you forgotten the lengths I went to to get Kristen Scott into the ring with me over an insult? Have you forgotten the machinations I pulled – the time I waited – to headline Rise to Greatness for a fifth time? Have you even KNOWN my history?! The blood I have shed? The scars on my back? The chambers I have conquered?!

Squeamish? You were stepped on and crushed by an executioner? I have conquered him time and time again! You what? Held a hold on Lawler until you were disqualified and he passed out for a few seconds? That’s the lengths you’ll go? You’ll attack a man you can’t beat to take him out of SCW? Like that is supposed to scare me? Selena shrugs. What else, Dante? What else can you do? Because if that’s all you have… and you think it’s too squeamish for me… then what the hell do you know?

Nothing it would seem! Because ‘The Slayton Way’ doesn’t seem to be ‘no depths we won’t go’ but rather swim in hyperbole, assumptions, and baseless conjecture! Seems ‘The Slayton Way’ is just a bunch of guesswork.

“Oh! Selena will say this! Selena will say that! Selena knows I’m better! Selena knows I’m going to beat her!” she smiles, amused. That how it is, Dante? You know me that well?

Yet you call me ‘squeamish’? Yet you say I’ve hidden behind people… she tilts her head. Who have I hidden behind, Dante? In over ten years here, who have I hidden behind? Tell me! Go ahead! Name them! Who has come to fight my battles? Who have I cowered behind and stolen from? Name me ONE person. You could with Syren, I am sure! She made a career of it! But me?

Or how about this! Talking about ‘making a name for yourself outside of SCW while I stayed within it – playing it safe’. You ever heard of IWC? No? UWA? No? Big companies linked to SCW in the past. No? Okay, okay! How about this! The World Series of Wrestling! Big tournament of 64 of the best wrestlers in the world. Where I placed 8th place and then returned the next year and won the whole damn thing. How about that?

I mean… if you know me so well, Dante, why would you make that remark? Why wouldn’t you know about my history of performing across the world, involving myself in many federations and tournaments just to get better. Just to be worthy and deserving of being one of the best of all time? Yet, you think I have hidden away in SCW? When my accolades SCREAM the exact opposite? When all I have survived – any IDIOT would know the opposite is true?!

Selena shakes her head. Or are you far lower than an idiot? There is an old saying, boy. It is better to let the world think you are dumb then it is to open your mouth and prove them right.

You disappointing little shit. Selena shakes her head. Is this what facing the greatest of all time is worth? Facing ‘The Face of SCW’ is worth? Is this what it means to you to ‘get your win’ that you apparently care so much about in SCW? Is that what such a win is worth to you? You gloss over my online bio? Browse my Wikipedia page or something and just take what’s in bold? What’s in the first few sentences and make up the rest with old, cliché BS? Is that YOUR standard of effort, Dante?

She scoffs. It is no wonder you have failed time and time again. You claim to know what I think yet you know NOTHING about me beyond my nicknames of the past? You claim to be better than me yet learned NOTHING from losing to me back in me…

Oh! That doesn’t count? Is that right? It was me ‘limping my way to a minor victory’? Hmmm… let me remind you of something.

With a snap of her fingers, the screen shifts to static before changing to a recording of the May 22nd, 2025, episode of Breakdown, specifically with Selena Frost facing Dante Slayton.

Slayton goes for a discus clothesline, but Selena ducks and jumps to the top rope and hits the Defying Gravity.

Sharper: “Oh! Defying Gravity! Selena hit it in that brief window!”
Knots: “Still can hit it out of nowhere! Good night Slayton!”

Selena turns and hooks the leg.

1!
2!
3!

The crowd boos as the bell sounds.

Phillips: “Here is your winner, via pinfall, Selena Frost!”

Selena rolls off of Slayton and looks out at the crowd. She then starts to get up and has the official raise her arm. She then looks out at the crowd before then turning and looking at Slayton. She mockingly claps for him before then turning and stepping through the ropes. She drops down to the floor. Slayton stirs, holding his jaw as the scene cuts away.

The footage cuts to static before cutting back to the knowing smile of Selena. You call that a ‘limping to a minor victory’? Looks more like a sheer act of dominance with you being merely one more on my winning streak. And with me being the greatest of all time in SCW, if it WAS a minor victory – that would mean it was because you are merely a minor player, aren’t you?

She grins knowingly. On that, Dante, we can certainly agree. Because you are not only a minor player, you are also a shining example of what is wrong in SCW right now! The laziness, the lack of effort! The assumptions and guesswork that makes us wonder how someone could be so stupid to know so little about the best in the world? You are a product of the current mentality of the standard here in SCW! And I will not stand for it! I will not!

I will not be beaten down by old jokes and one-liners! I will not be taken down by sheer laziness! I will not be embarrassed by a man that can’t do what was once the bare minimum when it came to integrity in this place!

Her hands grip the armrests of her throne chair, knuckles turning white. You said this whole thing comes down to choices, Dante. Well… you chose not to learn. You chose not to improve. You chose not to take ME seriously because if you did, that piece of crap you call a promo would not have been aired. You would not have made so many blunders and assumptions. You have chosen to be the one not to take me seriously. Not to take my victory over you seriously.

Which means… I get to do what I do best. she grins wickedly. I get to fight like it’s personal now. Because it is. Last time, Dante? You were just a number. A loudmouth who’s ass couldn’t cashout the crap his mouth was spewing. Now? Now I get to make you pay for insulting me. Now, I get to make you pay for wasting my time with your crap. Now? I get to beat you down until you RECOGNIZE who your better is!

The wicked smile does not falter. Tonight, dear, Dante… you shall see how ‘squeamish’ I am.
You shall see how ‘safe’ I play it.
You shall see how much you ‘know me’.
You shall see how far I will go compared to you.

I will let my actions speak far louder than your embarrassment of a promo. When I show you the Selena Frost you think you know… is nothing like the Selena Frost that is.

Because you forgot one little nickname in your ten-seconds of research, little boy… the most recent… the most important… Selena tilts her head. The World-Ruler.

Tonight, Dante… by your own choices… you are going to meet her. And I hope – I truly hope – it is everything you DIDN’T believe it would be.

The smile widens just a little. Welcome to my world…

Slowly, the camera fades to black, locked on the Snow Queen before cutting out.