Selena Frost vs. David Striker

[SnowQueenSCW]

The Royal Letter

The camera opens up to reveal the Snow Queen, Selena Frost, sitting in a black throne chair. She wears a black pantsuit and her hair is in its iconic braid. She seems to take a minute to mull her thoughts about until she smiles herself. It is only at this point that her sapphire eyes turn towards the camera and her audience.

So... she lets the question roll a little bit. We’re playing games now, are we?

The handicap match failure wasn’t enough of a try? Now we’re just letting people jump me practically every show? You know... it’s funny! Management – Dean Black, Lucas Knight, and I guess CHBK if he can still work his phone... they talk about accountability. They talk about people having to ‘earn opportunities’. They talk about ‘consequences for their actions’ but let’s just see here...

I BEAT the European Fiery Nation – and, yet, THEY are set for a tag-team title shot. So, they earned it by losing?
The Glimmer Sisters have attacked me on quite a few occasions and yet... nothing! No punishment? No consequences?

My last two matches have ended with either someone running in, interfering,  or using weapons and getting themselves disqualified. Slayton? Mass interference. EFN? Weapons and disqualification. Again, where’s the hammer? Where’s the accountability? This has been going on for MONTHS now! MONTHS I have had to deal with this crap and all I hear from management is “earn the matches you want”. But apparently, I’m an odd class out because even when I win – even when I PROVE my case, that brass ring remains out of reach! Meanwhile, everyone else gets what they want around here! Raab wanted his Elimination Chamber match? He got it! Xander wanted to be in said chamber match? He got it! Glory wanted a world title match? She got it! The list is rather long of similar examples but you know who’s name is NOT on that list? Mine!

Because no matter how I stay undefeated since RTG, I’m nowhere near consideration for the world title it seems. DESPITE having beaten Glory Braddock last we fought, not to mention Syren, despite winning when no one thinks I can. And just to add to all of that, I can’t seem to get a match with the damn Glimmer Sisters. ‘Get a partner!’, right? Cause you couldn’t just book me in a handicap match against them like you did with me and the EFN, right? Of course not! That would just make your world tag-team champions and, thus, the tag-team titles, look like the joke and embarrassment they actually are and gods forbid Selena embarrass the brass of SCW again, right?!

Slowly, Selena takes a deep inhale and exhale to steady her nerves.

Why are you doing this, guys? What is the point? We’re supposed to be ‘the best in wrestling’. Yet, you continuously hold me back. Why? Have I not proven that I am the best in SCW? My track record? My loyalty? No matter what the fans say about me? How much they hate me? I’m still here! I’m still showing up and bringing the standard SCW SHOULD be known for! So why? Why are your show-runners so obsessed with keeping me locked in the mid-card with these throw away matches? Why are you keeping me off Pay-Per-Views and away from high-end matches? Why am I being given the runaround while people who do so much less are rewarded?!

Because the more I think about it, the more it seems less and less like a ‘deserving’ reason and more and more that I am being punished. I am being punished simply because I am Selena Frost. I am being punished simply because I am Selena Frost and CHBK, Dean Black, and Lucas Knight don’t like Selena Frost. she tilts her head. Scratch that. CHBK, Dean Black and Lucas Knight HATE Selena Frost!

And I can’t say I blame them. I’m a hundred times the world champion and icon that CHBK ever was. The only reason I’m not in the Hall of Fame yet is because I haven’t retired yet and again, look who’s running the damn thing, right? Dean Black hates me because he failed at being a wrestler and seeing someone achieve the things he wishes he could, things he dreamed he could but couldn’t, well... it’s a bitter pill to swallow that he can’t be the ‘Face of SCW’ when I’ve done it for what? Five years now? And of course, Lucas Knight. Pffft, please! Selena makes the sound with a trill of her lips.

I’ve not only embarrassed him, but let’s face it, there isn’t a name associated with him that I haven’t humiliated. Christy Matthews, Syren and Ravyn, Chris Cannon, basically all of his Infamous and Order of Chaos buddies? Yeah, nobodies compared to me. So, of course he’s going to hold that against me – of course he’s going to blame me that neither he nor his buddies were on my level, that they weren’t GOOD ENOUGH to be on my level.

And that’s fine. If those three wanted to sit and stew at home and cry into their pillows about how much they hated me, I’d be fine with that. It’s petty but I’d be okay with that. But they are in a position of power and they are letting their bias, their jealousy get in my way of doing what I do better than anyone else. They are letting their petty insecurities and jealousy get in the way of me doing what is best for SCW and for wrestling!

She sits back in her chair. Am I the only person seeing this? I mean, at some point, does it start to get obvious? Does it not start to get blatantly clear? How much longer will I have to wait to get a chance at Cid Turner, huh? How many more people am I going to have to beat till I get the Glimmer Sisters? Why am I the only one jumping through hoops when everyone else, apparently, just needs to ask and they get what they want?

‘Earn it’? How? How CHBK? Why don’t you or Black or Knight call me and tell me – EXACTLY – what it is going to take to ‘earn’ what I want. Give me the step-by-step instructions other than ‘get a tag partner’ because at this point, I’m starting to think that’s just a phrase you’re using to hold me back. And if that’s the case and this IS a vindictive, managerial ploy, maybe I’m talking to the wrong people...

She gives a shrug of her shoulders. Maybe there’s people in HR, in the press, or the Board of Directors or the Investors’ circle? Maybe I can talk to them. Hell, Kandis slept with a few of them, I’m sure, to find a way to the top, short as THAT hell was. Maybe I need to talk to those people to get some answers rather than the same BS from the same BS-people?

Again, Selena shrugs her shoulders. Something to think about over the next few days, I think. But I’ve got to think about someone else, too, apparently! Cause it looks like that mid-card-marathon I spoke about is continuing! Cause I’ve got David Striker, a man that thinks he’s different because he’s actually TELLING me to hurt him! That he WANTS me to hurt him!

A mocking expression of shock flirts across Selena’s features. Thank you, Striker! Thank you so much for your permission! I mean – apparently that’s what my life is these days. Everyone gets what they want but I need permission to challenge for the world title. I need permission to get a match with the Glimmer Sisters. So I guess you’re just following the trend, thinking I need permission to beat you into the ground. I can see that...

Except I didn’t need it or want it, Striker. Because I was going to beat you into the ground anyway, and before you smile and laugh and say ‘Bring it on’, it’s got nothing to do with your lacklustre, generic-as-shit promo against me. Way to pay attention to NOTHING there, boyo, and it’s got everything to do with YOU personally...

Uncrossing her leg, Selena stares coldly at the camera, leaning forward a bit.

You think I could disappoint you, Striker? David... YOU are the disappointment here.

Let me take you back a bit – cause it was JUST over a year ago that I faced you on an episode of Breakdown. Literally! November 20th of last year. Remember that? You were talking all this crap about me, about you being ‘A Master of Fate’! Remember? Bragging about how you’ll become tag-team champions, right? Cause you had JUST lost your chance at the Underground title in the elimination chamber while I had just won my chamber match – a victory that lead to nothing for me by the way, but I digress.

You were so full of yourself. Controlling destiny? How did that go, David? Huh? How did our match go? You clearly don’t know because your promo showed how little you remember, including who the hell I am, but I’ll tell you. I beat your ass in and then kicked your head off and beat you clean. You want to know the truth, David? I was angry that night. Angry because of Blake Mason and you were just collateral. You were just a punching bag I could beat in to let out some frustrations.

So last time I let loose. You said you’d ‘tear me apart’? Well, I battered and bruised you into defeat.

But that isn’t what makes you a disappointment, David. Oh no. What makes you a disappointment is what’s happened in that year since then.

Because since you LOVE so much about talking about your past in the ‘indies’ and about your brother in some other company when he probably couldn’t last five minutes in an SCW ring with someone like me – since you love your past so much, David, let’s talk about the past year for you. It’s been a year since our last fight, whatcha been up to? Hmmm?

Selena tilts her head. Well, after failing to be Underground champion and losing to me – for that loss – you were rewarded! Yes! Just like Fiery Nation, you losing to me, somehow, nabbed you a tag-team title shot in Dusseldorf! Yes! You got your tag-team title match...

A match that you lost to Fall of Man! Selena gives a low whistle. Another loss for Striker. Ouch.

But silver lining! Two months later, you got ANOTHER chance! You didn’t even have to win a match or a tournament! You were just GIVEN a second shot! Not joking here, guys! Selena sits back in her chair. Given another chance at a title you want... she scoffs. Wow... I mean, in Dusseldorf, I was winning my match and beating Blake Mason into paste. All I got for my troubles on that particular Breakdown was Gavin Taylor, who I beat by the way. But you! Second chance against the Fall of Man and the tag-team titles... and you lost again.

Her tone is a little colder, a little more irritated. Dropped the ball again, Striker. Hmmm... Well, maybe that’s just the way it is. I mean, you go back, you earn another opportunity, right? That’s what Black and Knight and CHBK say to me. So that must- OH WAIT! NO! She laughs bitterly. That’s not what happens here, ladies and gentleman. Not for David Striker! Because Striker – the ‘Master of Fate’ – the man that says he was on an ‘Undefeated Streak’ when he got here about a year ago... what streak we talking about here, David? Cause it looks more like a losing streak.

Nope – not even a losing streak – cause you managed to get one win! One win for David! Yes! That win was against Kemal Yilmaz – sorry if I’m not more impressed of you beating someone from the Fiery Nation, David, but seeing as how I just beat TWO of them by myself? she shrugs. But apparently, SCW was impressed! Because despite losing to Clyde Sutter in your next match, that ONE, SINGLE victory nabbed you ANOTHER title shot! This one against Polly Pignotti for the Television Title!

What is this? The third title shot for you since facing me? And, surprise surprise... Striker lost again.

But THAT’S it right? No more gimmes, right? David turns it around, management stands firm and- OH NO! – Striker gets put into the Scaffold Scramble match! ANOTHER opportunity! Another gimme for David!

And surprise – actual surprise – David manages to pull off a miracle and win the damn thing. Don’t ask me how, I guess a broken clock is right twice a day and I’ve had people get past me in RTG for one night only, so luck and miracles can happen... Selena sighs bitterly at that particular fact.

But back to you, David. You get ANOTHER title shot – this one for the United States Championship. This jog your memory? We’re almost at our present time. You faced La Pequena Luz... and again... you lost.

Selena’s tone grows colder and more irritated. Another loss follows, this time to Gavin Taylor at Under Attack – yes, book the loser and not the ‘Face’ on the PAY-PER-VIEW, good call there, management! – but okay! THAT’S it, right?

David... we both know where we are going with this, don’t we? Despite not winning a match since July, you got yourself ANOTHER tag-team title shot. This one against the Glimmer Sisters. Keep in mind, David, I had already BEATEN Dante Slayton before you and he were given this shot! And, I suppose to keep his ‘streak’ alive, David lost this title match too!

Taking a deep breath, Selena sits back, letting her ‘history lesson’ settle. For those that lost track, in the YEAR since David Striker and I fought on Breakdown, this ‘Master of Fate’ has won a total of TWO matches out of NINE... and yet received at least FIVE title opportunities...

A knowing smirk slowly graces Selena’s lips. You get why I don’t need your permission to hurt you, David. Why I don’t need your ‘okay’ to make you bleed? Because you make me fucking sick! You make me sick because despite being a certified LOSER, you were gifted opportunity after opportunity! You didn’t have to ‘earn’ anything! You didn’t have to DO anything! You just lost and they gave you the world!

And I’m supposed to look at you and be okay with that?! When the ONLY title opportunity for me came at my own cunning and brilliance – management had NOTHING to do with it! – so let’s be honest, SCW gave me NOTHING for all I did! Nothing for winning the chamber, going undefeated for six months, nothing for all my victories while you, David, were given EVERYTHING... for LOSING!

Tell me how you earned those tag-title matches, David!
Tell me how you earned that Television title match, David!
Tell me how you earned the opportunity to be in Scaffold Scramble, David!

When you couldn’t win more than ONE match from November to fucking July! EXPLAIN THAT TO ME, DAVID! Cause I can’t figure it out! I can’t figure out how you’re doing what management says I’m not! How you are ‘earning it’ while I, apparently, am not! How you are ‘deserving’ of it and I am not! EXPLAIN IT!

Her yell echoes within the room, causing some of the items within to shake a little from the reverberation. It gives enough time for Selena to sit back in her chair, cracking her knuckles angrily.  And the most insulting thing... despite being given all this... you, Striker, have the audacity to ask for more... she gives a scoffing laugh. You have the gall to ask something of me...

Why not?! Since David gets whatever he wants, I’ll hurt you. I’ll make you bleed. But here’s the reality, David. I’m not going to make you bleed because you want me to. I’m not going to make you bleed because you want to have some ‘badge of honour’. I’m going to make you bleed because I’m going to make you finally pay for all you’ve been given.

All the opportunities.
All the title-shots.
All the freebies.
All the gimmies.

All the shit you DIDN’T EARN. I’m going to make you hurt and ache and bleed for every thing you were gifted and every time you FAILED and DISAPPOINTED everyone in SCW by being a loser.

But if you think that’s where it ends? I make you bleed and you either ‘come back’ or you don’t, David? No. No it doesn’t end there. Because you don’t get to ask for an ending. You don’t get to ask for anything else. You don’t get what you want past that point, David. Oh no. Once I make you bleed? It’s going to be what I want.

And what I want? I want to beat you within an inch of your pathetic little life. I want to beat you until you can’t stand up. I want to beat you until you can’t see. I want to beat you until you can’t even rationally think!

Selena leans forward again, eyeing the camera.

Because you are the proof of the hypocrisy and the discrimination and double-standard against me. And I am done simply ‘taking it’. I am done simply letting it slide. I am, unequally, the BEST wrestler in SCW. Nobody even comes close. Not you, not the Glimmers, not Cid Turner and NOT Xander F’N Valentine! And I am DONE being told to ‘earn it’.

So David, come Breakdown? Don’t be asking me for an ‘end’. Don’t be asking me to ‘stop’. Because I gave you what you wanted, remember?

But I’ll tell you what, Striker. After I do that? I’ll ask the cameras and, thus, management backstage if I’ve ‘earned’ what I want yet. And I’ll end the match – and you - when they tell me I have... or maybe when you’ve actually earned that ending...

A cold, cruel smirk graces Selena’s face. Let’s see which one of us earns what they want first... and which one of us management wants to BELIEVE, shall we?

The camera slowly fades on the dark expression of the Snow Queen before entirely fading to black.