Deanna Frost vs. Konrad Raab

[Konrad Raab]

2 RP Limit for singles

3500 Word Limit Per RP

Deadline: 11:59:59 pm ET Friday, July 19, 2024 (NOTE DEADLINE DATE)

[SnowQueenSCW]

The Witches of Alden

”After-School”

Frost ‘Forever Home’
Manhattan, New York
July 15th, 2024
4:13pm

She hadn’t heard anything from Selena in a few days and had it taken all her restraint not to pick up a phone and call her. Was she worried? Of course she was! There were numerous reasons for her to be, not the least of which was seeing her soon-to-be-ex-wife bloody from a damn cage fight. Okay, yes Selena had won, and, yes, had been standing at the end over Polly. But the redhead knew what kind of damage with Pignotti could do! Had the platinum-blonde suffered another concussion? Bruised ribs from that high crash Polly had landed on the Snow Queen? That particular move had stolen Deanna’s breath as she had watched it from the back, unable to stop the scream that escaped her at the sight.

Breakdown had been an emotional mess for her. While Selena continued in her way towards the main-event, Deanna’s kept feeling like her problems were mounting. In a repeat of last year, not only was she prepared to fight on the preshow – which she needed in order to find a way to help Jessica – but now she was fighting on the main show against Mike Knox. A newcomer that had… she sighed. The man, a veteran outside of SCW, had gotten to her, almost to the same level as ‘The One’ Kristen Scott had done – but she had had to break Deanna’s arm to do that! This guy? Had managed it just with his words. Now? She had to not only find a way past the demon that was Enigma, but Knox as well – both scenarios involving her defending the United States Championship (if applicable).

And yet… all I can do is think about Selena… she thought, even laughing a little bitterly. Two possible title defenses – more than any other champion in SCW – and here she was wondering what Selena was up to.

Still… she thought… she had a right to. She knew something that very few people knew about the Snow Queen. It had come out during one of their dates as ‘Chica’ and ‘Evelyn’ – something that Deanna, in her most private thoughts, missed each day. In those happy moments, the platinum-blonde’s time in SCW was running out…

Well… okay, maybe that was a slight exaggeration. But Selena’s whole ‘master plan’ had been to ‘undo/unmake’ her past at Rise to Greatness XX. As such, she had only signed a short-term contract, where she had put in her all her clauses and stipulations – Deanna shook her head. She didn’t need to think about those. The whole world knew of those, and most probably didn’t care about the other perks like the higher percentages on merchandise sales, box office cuts, and technical jargon that just made Deanna’s eyes go cross. Rather, for the United States Champion, it had been the ‘short-term’ nature that had caught Deanna’s attention. According to the current world champion, Selena’s contract would come to an end the day after Rise to Greatness. And while most people would just expect the woman to sign a new contract and renew things… she hadn’t just yet – Selena had been quite playful with that revelation. Why? Or why not – was that the proper question? Either way, Deanna wasn’t sure.

Either way, what was Selena waiting for? A better offer? For RTG to ‘play out’? Or was this just some elaborate plan she was concocting for the next ‘phase’ of her plan?

Either way, the older Frost had kept silent the last few days, leaving Deanna in the dark on how things were progressing not only with SCW but also with their son, David, and the summer school project. And while the young boy had filled in some of the blanks whenever she had asked, Deanna still remained mostly in the dark about the project as well. What was Leslie Sanderson up to? What was Selena doing to stop her? Could she even stop her? It wasn’t like the vile woman was doing anything illegal, wretched woman as she was. All she was doing was protesting, albeit only to try and bully the school into making the ten children fail.

“Those poor dears…” Deanna thought as she walked around the kitchen of her home, trying to keep her eyes off of the landline-phone hanging on the nearby wall. If she looked at it too long, she’d knew she’d just pick it up, and then the number-buttons would just ‘press themselves’, wouldn’t they? And, like magic, they’d dial Selena’s apartment/castle number and she’d sound like an idiot, wanting a divorce but still ‘calling cause she was worried’. As back and forth as she seemed to be in SCW!

With a frustrated groan, Deanna turned away from the entire wall where she knew the phone was hanging. She had to keep her focus on the most important things: David, Jessica, and then being a decent champion, in that order! And for the first part, she had done her best. David continuously showed his homework to Deanna, who would check (as best as she could). From what it seemed, and what she had gathered, things were progressing rather well. Yes, David still got to play sports now that he was making good on correcting his errors, but provided maintained the passing grades that would enable him to stay in the right grade starting in September, that was what mattered.

Knock knock.

The sound almost didn’t register in Deanna’s brain. Rather, it was the barking of Oberon as he bounded out of his kennel and towards the door that got Deanna’s attention. By the time she had gathered her thoughts into action, David was already moving down the stairs.

“David…” Deanna called out, instantly getting the young boy’s attention. She wasn’t sure what part of the house Elsianna and Amiliah were, but she did not hear anything from the other parts of the house, so they must have been playing quietly, allowing her to refocus in time to see her son turn to stare at her. “Don’t you have homework to do?”

“But…” he gestured to the door. “It’s for school.”

Despite the wildness of such an answer, and a raised eyebrow from the redhead, Deanna slowly could tell from his expression that her son… wasn’t lying. “For school?” She asked. “What is?”

“The people at the door.” David explained before turning his head to regard the door before turning the silver-colored handle. Immediately, the bright light flooded the section of the house, cause Deanna to look a little away for a moment to allow her eyes time to adjust. As they did, she saw the two children standing at the door. One was a short, large boy with curly brown hair and the other was a girl about David’s height with blonde-hair and blue eyes. She recognized the girl as one of David’s close friends, Sara, but the boy, she could not place.

“Hello…” she tried, offering a smile to the two children as she knelt down. “Can I help you?”

The two children seemed to regard Deanna for a moment. She was wearing simple clothes. Dark green shorts and a dark red t-shirt. Her hair was freely falling against her back, with a slight curl in them for volume. Still, none of these things seemed to matter to the children as they turned their attention back to the little man standing beside the nearly year-long champion.

“I thought you said your mother was here!” the boy asked in surprise.
“She is.” David shrugged before gesturing to Deanna with a hand.
“Say what?” the other boy asked.

“Okay, let’s clear this up.” Deanna smiled. “Hello.” She offered the unfamiliar boy. “I’m Deanna. I’m David’s mother.”

“No! No!” the boy shook his head. “Mrs. Frost is our teacher! She looks like Elsa from Frozen.”
“Okay…” Deanna almost choked on a laugh. “Do NOT ever say that to her. I’m telling you this for your own sake.”

“Garret,” Sara chastised. “Don’t be an idiot.” Before turning her attention back to Deanna. “Sorry, Mrs. Frost. Garret’s really sheltered.”

“I understand, Sara.” Deanna nodded before turning her emerald gaze back to Garrett. “Garrett. Who are your parents? Your mom and dad?”

“Yeah.” The boy nodded.
“Well… instead of having a dad and a mom, David had two moms. The Mrs. Frost you know as your teacher is his one mom and I’m his other.”

“Oh…” Confused beyond reason could not even describe the look on Garrett’s face. It was as if something broke within the mental clockwork of the young boy, as he tried to process what he had just been told.

“I’m sorry.” Sara butted in again, offering a slightly guilty expression. “I’ll try to explain it to him later.”
“I’m sure his parents can as well if he really wants to know.” Deanna nodded. “Now, how can I help you? I’m afraid David can’t come out to play until he finishes his homework-“

“You’re still not done it?!” Sara asked the boy (who was still standing by Deanna), her blue eyes wide. “We were supposed to go over our answers together.”

“It’s hard!” David whined, even giving a shrug of his shoulders. “Ms. Harris always gives us hard questions.”

“Yeah.” Garrett nodded. “Sophia and Mara make it look so easy.”
“Well, duh!” Sara remarked. “They’re in grade 5!”
“Maybe you could ask them for help then?” Deanna offered, her eyes switching between the three children.

“That’s why we’re here!” Garrett suddenly explained. “Mrs. Frost – uh… the other Mrs. Frost – TEACHER Mrs. Frost! She said that if we needed help, we could call or arrange a meeting and study and go over work.”

“Long story short.” Sara sighed. “When David texted us back and said ‘his mother was here’.”

“You were looking for Selen- the other Mrs. Frost.” Deanna slowly nodded her head, earning little nods from the three children.

She didn’t really feel any ill feelings towards not being the ‘preferred Frost’ in this particular scenario. It was a far cry to the ‘Shadow of Selena’ she had dealt with, and tried to fight out of, for the majority of her SCW career as a wrestler. Selena was these children’s teacher and if she was doing all she could to help them succeed and thus stay in their grades – to learn from their mistakes – well… it was admirable, Deanna could easily admit that. It was admirable and, she could feel it in her heart, she was certainly proud of the platinum-blonde for taking such a step, even if it was just in their private lives while she paraded around SCW as ‘The Blue-Eyed Devil’. Instead, rather than those familiar emotions of ‘association with the shadow’, Deanna really only felt curiosity.

“Tell me…” She spoke slowly. “What is Mrs. Frost like as a teacher?”

The question took a few seconds to process in the youngsters minds, each one giving a shrug before speaking.

“Really nice.” Sara remarked. “She supervises us so we can stay in the library after class.”
“But she’s really strict in the playground stuff.” Garret groaned. “She makes us do all these exercises.”
“Really?” Deanna asked. “Isn’t that what she’s supposed to do?”

“Yeah.” Garret continued with a bit of a whine. “But it’s so hard! And she thinks we can do better. And that we can be better. And that we can beat the other kids…”

That statement sent an alarm through Deanna’s frame. “Beat the other kids?” she repeated. Immediately, her mind flew back to that fateful soccer game that had started all this. The ends justify the means… the lesson Selena had taught to David that had put all this in motion. “What do you mean ‘beat other kids’?” Deanna asked, her voice a little raised.

“Oh…” the large boy, hearing the change in Deanna’s voice, fidgeted a little, clearly uneasy with the alteration with the adult speaking to him. Nervously, he hopped from one foot to the other. “It’s just that next week is the ‘Special Sports Games’.”

“SSG.” Sara added. “Mrs. Frost will be putting all of us against some students picked by Mrs. Sanderson.”
“Leslie?” Deanna asked with surprise. “A competition?”

“Yeah.” David noted with a bit of excitement. “We all get to do events against a bunch of the other students that aren’t in summer school.”

It seemed to the redhead. Why would Selena or even Leslie want a competition like this? I mean… yes, okay, they are both competitive as hell… Deanna reasoned. There was enough history between Leslie and the Frost, with such things as the annual Halloween decoration contest, the bake-offs during Christmas, the neighbourhood committees, and more that showed that. Leslie was always trying to stand out as the ‘greatest’ person in the Black Arrow neighbourhood. So the idea of her and Selena making some kind of competition was not so far fetched.

But there was one little thought nagging at the back of Deanna’s mind: Why?

Why would Selena bother with Leslie when the focus was on David and the other students and getting them to pass? Was it an ego thing? She certainly could believe that. Her ‘whatever-wife’ had certainly developed something of an ego since her return to SCW, though whether that was all real or part bluster-and-con the young woman wasn’t so sure. Still, where someone like Konrad or Knox were egotistical simply because they thought of everyone as beneath and weaker than them, Selena’s ego was rooted in her own abilities and accomplishments. It was why Deanna refused to rest on her laurels or ‘oversell’ the notion of her year-long reign as the United States champion. Because she knew what a slippery slope it was to go from being ‘confident’ to being ‘narcissistic’ and ‘egotistical’. And there was already one hated Frost woman in SCW. The SCW Universe didn’t need another.

Still… as Deanna returned to her line of reasoning… Selena’s ego was still not as important to her as her family. Of that, small as it was, Deanna could still whole-heartedly believe of the world champion. Which meant that there was no way that the platinum-blonde would risk David’s only chance to stay in the right grade over some lousy competition. Which meant…

She racked her brain… and came up with nothing. Well, what do you expect when your brain is filled with your son, one of your best friends that happens to be bedridden, the mystical fiend-maniac that made her that way, the brute that’s after you and the brute you’re facing this week?!

“Mrs. Frost…” came the small voice. “I think smoke is coming out your ears.”

Yeah, you could have smoke coming out your ears at this rate! Deanna thought before releasing she had heard those words spoken as well, giving her head a shake and returning to the present to focus on the child speaking. “Sorry…what was that?”

“I said I think smoke was coming out of your ears.” Sara repeated herself.
“That would have been cool.” David added with a grin. “Part mom… part robot!” he added a sort of ‘robot impression’ with the last words before breaking into the robot-dance (cherry on top, it seemed). Dorky as it looked, it got a genuine laugh out of Sara.

“So, what are we going to do?” Garrett whine, throwing his arms up, the gesture stretching his red t-shirt. “The math test is tomorrow and we’ve barely studied.”

The three kids looked at one another before David gazed at his mother. “Any chance you can call mom?” he asked.

“I…” Deanna opened her mouth before closing it. Truthfully, she could call Selena, though the Snow Queen’s aforementioned silence continued to make the idea an uneasy one. Still, seeing the children’s faces like that, looking at her…

“I don’t…” she tried. “I don’t think I can call her.” She started. “But…I think I know where we can find her!”

“Really?” Garrett and Sara’s expressions instantly morphed to ones of joy and hope. “Because if she can help us…” Sara explained. “And we pass the math test, it’ll be so much easier to pass summer school!”

“Where is she?” Garrett asked with a tilt of his head.

“Well… you’re not going to believe this but…” Deanna started, only for David to interject.

“In a castle.” He stated. “She lives in a castle in the sky.”
“No way!” Garrett shook his head. “Castles don’t fly!”
“She does too!” David countered.
“Does not!”
“Does too!”
“Does not!”
“Does too!”
“BARK!”

The barking of Oberon, finally remaking his presence known, effectively broke the argument, to which the big, white furball sauntered over to Sara, allowing the small girl to loving pet the dog’s ears and head.

“Good Obi!” she said lovingly.

“Anyway!” Deanna clapped her hands together. “If you kids will follow me to the car, I can take you to where I think Mrs. Frost is.”

“Let’s go!” David rejoiced, sliding on his shows before running back upstairs to grab his math book. Garrett, meanwhile, stared at Deanna with a bit more confusion.

“Now, when you say ‘where Mrs. Frost is’… do you mean-“
“She means Teacher Frost, alright?” Sara sighed in frustration before walking away towards the driveway. Garrett and David followed, leaving Deanna alone there for a moment.

Quick as she could, she ushered Oberon back inside and closed the door. As she grabbed her keys, put on her running shoes, and checked her pocket for her cellphone, she allowed herself a second to contemplate what she was planning to do.

She was going to take three kids, including her son, to a possibly empty house… where the last time she was there, her dog accidentally got poisoned by NX.

Without hesitation, Deanna pulled her cellphone out, using the contact app to quick-dial Selena’s number.

“Hey, it’s me.” She spoke as soon as she heard the answering machine. “Got three of your students here looking for you. I’m coming over…. Hide the NX.”

She hung up the phone and was out of the room within a minute. Another minute later and she, with the three children in tow, were heading off on the roads towards New York City… and the castle in the sky that awaited them…

[SnowQueenSCW]

The Witches of Alden

”After-Hours”

Eyrie Tower
New York City, New York
July 15th, 2024
5:42pm

Deanna was almost as impatient as the kids standing in front of her as the four of them rode the elevator up the numerous floors to the top of the Eyrie Tower.

“Wooooowww….” Garret remarked, the young boy eyeing the digital number that told the floor – a number that continued to climb. “How many floors are there?”

“A lot.” David Frost answered, a little bored. Not that Deanna could really blame her son. All the pomp and glitz that Selena surrounded herself with – things that were meant to showcase her ‘status’ within SCW. Things she had never cared about before, maybe still didn’t but put on for show (the redhead couldn’t be sure), the young boy had clearly gotten used to in the months that had passed.

The same couldn’t be said for Deanna. All the opulence? It wasn’t the same. It wasn’t nearly as good as home – their ‘Forever Home’. Maybe it was more expensive or listed as more popular to a buyer, but for Deanna, it couldn’t even compare. Bet she doesn’t have much memories here… she thought to herself. Memories like their children growing, of going to school, of Elsianna having nightmares and needing her Sir Crackshell nutcracker and the lullaby - Does she still know how to sing it?

Deanna hated these questions rampaging through her mind. She wanted to focus on Raab and then Rise to Greatness. And while she had been worried about Selena’s silence since last Breakdown, the last thing she wanted to hear from the platinum-blonde was some kind of insult because of her accepting Knox’s challenge and, thus, putting herself in a double-booked scenario.

She didn’t want to hear Selena question her thinking or chastise her for not focusing on the title more or not focusing on ‘the bigger feud in Enigma’ more or not focusing on the ‘supernatural powers of Enigma’ or not focusing on the ‘wildcard Knox more’ - whatever direction the Snow Queen would go – Deanna wasn’t even sure anymore.

Truth was, she wasn’t even sure which one was ‘right’. She needed to focus on Enigma. That was a certainty. Jessica was still bedridden. Still not healed from whatever Enigma did to her. Each day was another day of life wasted for the poor girl – a day she would never be able to get back. It was something Deanna could relate to. She had lost nearly two years of her life in the Frankfurt Prison III under false charges. Months of missing her children grow and learn. Months of life and time with her wife that she would never get back, and with their divorce developing - Soon as she signs those papers… Deanna thought sadly – it made the ‘missed time’ all the more painful.

The loud ‘ding’ was heard as the doors opened, Sara and Garrett too nervous to take the first steps in, even though they stood at the front. Carefully, Deanna pressed one hand against each of their backs, helping them take the first few steps into the castle abode.

“It’s okay.” She whispered. “It’s not as scary as you think.”

“Mom!” David called out, walking further inside as soon as he had the space to do so. “Mom! We’re here!”

“In the kitchen!” came the response, actually surprising Deanna more than the children. Still, an answer was an answer, and it was all David needed to be on the move. The boy walked fast down the short hall, taking a left and leading Sara and Garrett through the section of the castle, with the redhead bringing up the rear. As soon as the four entered the kitchen, they were all surprised at the sight.

For there, drying her hands off from just washing them, stood the SCW world champion, Selena Frost… seemingly baking? It shouldn’t have surprised Deanna. The Snow Queen had cooked and baked before for their children. Still, that Selena… she couldn’t bring herself to say ‘that wasn’t my Selena’ again. It was too painful. Instead, the United States champion settled on simply never thinking of ‘The Blue-Eyed Devil’ as baking – she recognized the smell as she took a deep breath through her nose – chocolate-chip cookies.

“Come in and sit down.” Selena welcomed, picking up the large, white and blue plate of fresh cookies and placing them at the table. Children and sweets… didn’t need to tell them twice. The fastest person to get there was, actually, Garrett, the boy suddenly the flash as he moved to the table to try the top cookie on the pile. Deanna could see it melt in his hand and mouth as he bit into it.

“Mmmm!” the boy remarked, prompting Sara and David to join in and have their fill.

Staying back, Deanna was able to notice the table also had glasses of milk for the children as well. With them so distracted, it did not surprise when Selena moved away from them to approach her, the platinum-blonde offering a bit of a guilty smile to the redhead.

“Thanks for warning me.” She whispered before moving down the hall from where the four visitors had come, Deanna following her. She was able to see the black long-sleeve button up shirt with dark blue feathers Selena wore, the blue matching her jeans. Her hair was in its braid.

“It seemed like the best option.” Deanna shrugged. “Worse-case scenario, you weren’t here and I just use this place for a homework-session, order some pizza and help them.”

“Good thinking.” Selena nodded as she moved into the large sitting room/dining room section. “If it goes late, I’ll keep that as an idea.”

“Do these things last long?” Deanna asked, earning a shake of the head from Deanna.
“It’s simple subjects for us.” Selena explained. “I try not to help them, but if it’s getting late, I’ll drop some hints to help them along. Last thing I want is for the parents to get worried.”

“Yeah…they might call Leslie…” Deanna remarked, keeping her hands behind her back. “So…speaking of which…” she started, wishing to get to the heart of the matter. “Garrett and Sara told me you’ve got this new little competition going on with Leslie…”

For a moment, she saw Selena stiffen a little before, eventually, relaxing back to her previous posture. “She’s been protesting at the school.” Selena explained. “Her and her ‘elitist, our kids are perfect’ parents. It was making the children unhappy and distracting them… and me.” She released a sigh. “I confronted her and played to her ego. Told her that the kids in the program could be just as good as any of them and I challenged her to a sort of ‘Olympics’ thing.”

“’Olympics thing’?” Deanna asked, earning another nod from Selena.

“I figured if my kids win, she’ll be too embarrassed to continue harassing them the rest of the summer school. Then they can focus on finishing it and passing.”
“And if they lose?”

“Then maybe Leslie backs off anyway.” Selena shrugged. “Cause she’s ‘proven’ whatever point she’s trying to make, or she gets ‘one over on us’? I mean, it’s not that much of a stretch. Look at Polly or Kandis…” she tensed a little at the last name, not surprising to Deanna. “Anyone would love to have a win against us to milk for all it’s worth. You the year-long champion and me the world champion.”

“I…I guess.” Deanna sighed. She knew at least part of that was true. She had spent months dealing with Kristen Scott’s obsession to ‘beat a Frost’, then, almost immediately, had to deal with Polly’s same obsession. For Deanna, it had meant more challenges and pushing herself further to overcome such drive, which she loved to do. Still, there were dangerous moments where obsessions caused problems – like Kristen breaking Deanna’s arm or Polly jumping off a cage-

Immediately, Deanna’s eyes flew back to Selena, studying her face. She saw the remains of a cut at Selena’s brow-line, but it seemed to have healed in the past few days where a bandage was no longer needed.

“How are you?” she asked. “Between teaching and all that, I can’t imagine you’ve had much time to rest since Breakdown.”

With a sigh, Selena shrugged her shoulders. “Can’t really stop now.” She simply stated. “I’m…alright. The NX helps with the aches. Especially my ribs. I thought…” she stopped, instinctively placing a hand over her left ribs. “I was afraid she had cracked one of my ribs…”

“Did she?” Deanna’s eyes widened, earning a soft smile from Selena.
“No.” she shook her head. “But I appreciate the caring. She just bruised them, I think.” Carefully, she lowered her hand.

“You…” Deanna breathed. “You could have called.”

Casting her gaze back up, Selena’s eyes weren’t annoyed or irritated like Deanna had figured they would be, but, instead, were simply tired. “I’m sorry.” Sweeping her hand to the side, she gestured to the stack of papers on the lounge coffee table. “I was working on a lot of things when I got your call.”

The redhead didn’t give the papers much of a glance – not enough to read – but she could already guess.

“Your contract renewal offer?” Deanna asked.
“Among other contracts…” Selena cast a glance at the papers, seemingly lost in thought as she stared at them.

It was only the clearing of a voice that got both Frost women’s attention as Garrett stood in the archway between room and hall.

“Ummm…Mrs. Frost… uh…” he nervously gestured towards Selena. “That Mrs. Frost, I mean…” the whole affair earning a raised eyebrow from Selena.

“You okay, Garrett?” she asked.

“Yeah…uh… just…” his fingers pointed to Selena and Deanna (one hand per woman), criss-crossing between themselves multiple time. “David tried to explain it to me in the kitchen. You are both his mother…”

Selena’s head jerked towards Deanna in shock, her sapphire eyes wide. “What did you tell him?” she asked the redhead, earning a shrug from Deanna.

“That both you and I are David’s parents. That some kids have a mother and a father, some kids have two fathers and some kinds have two mothers.”

“For Odin’s sake, Deanna… he’s like nine!”
“David got it and he’s eight.”
“David is our son.” Selena shook her head. “Can’t believe you tried to explain to a child what a lesbian is.”
“What’s a les-bee-in?”

If possible, Selena’s eyes grew wider and her mouth hung open, allowing a short, quiet yet high-pitched gasp to escape her. It was more than enough for a laugh to escape Deanna.

“That one’s on you, Teach!” she laughed a little more before running a hand through her hair. “I’ll let you teach it to him.” She grinned. “I’ve got a promo to write and record. Mind if I use your office?”

Excusing herself, and not waiting for an answer, Deanna slipped past the Snow Queen and her student, taking the hall towards the stairs to the second floor of the castle. She could just hear Selena stammering out a start of an explanation to the young boy.

“Hope she doesn’t scar him for life.” Deanna whispered, amusingly, to herself. At least, it started as amusing… but as she ascended the stairs and slipped inside the office space, where more papers were stacked on the desk, she began to wonder if such a statement was merely a joke.

Because, where the two of them were headed – professionally and privately… she wasn’t so sure it would be the children that was scared for life…

Not when the Frost women were so near the chopping block…
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So… where do we start?

Because it’s been a rough couple of months for me, hasn’t it? Things haven’t been clicking like they used to. Things aren’t as simple as they once were. A couple of months ago, my path was clear. I knew what I wanted to do. What I wanted to be.

A champion worthy in the eyes of the SCW Universe.
A woman that did SCW proud.
A mother that made her children proud of her.
A person that could stand on her own.

And it was all simple. Note! I said ‘simple’, not ‘easy’. Because nothing in SCW is ever easy. It shouldn’t be. You have to work here. You have to pay your dues, earn your scars, and I have no desire to take any shortcut in that regard. I never have wanted a shortcut.

But a short time ago, all that mattered to me was being a good champion, representing the United States title division and representing SCW. My focus was on that path and come what may: elimination chambers, surprise challengers, Trios cash-ins, it didn’t matter. I would get in the ring and, between the ropes, fight for all I had to be the best.

I look back at that… and I wish it could be that simple again. But it can’t be. Now? Now I’m torn in different directions. My focus, my morality, my identity. It’s all being pulled at different corners to the point where I feel like I could be ripped to shreds any moment.

And the inevitable question has kept popping up. Not whether I can beat both Enigma and Knox in the span of two days. I’ve survived a double-booking at Rise to Greatness before. No… the question… where a lot of people want to start with me is “what if I can’t?”. What if I can’t beat both men in their respective matches? If I can only beat one, which one do I choose?

One or the other kind of thing. And my answer… my answer always seems to disappoint because I can’t give one. I can’t answer that question of ‘which I’d rather beat’ because that’s not how I’m wired. You get in the ring with me, I have to believe that I can win. That I can overcome. Otherwise, why try at all? Why go through all this if you do not believe in yourself that you CAN survive and you CAN overcome?

So I don’t think about one or the other. I don’t think about ‘choosing’. My focus is on being ready not just to get to RTG in one piece, but to win the whole damn thing: pre-show AND main show!

Which is why I am needing this match with you, Konrad Raab. Now, the last time you and I fought was at Taking Hold of the Flame. You had your friends hold me down and you blasted me in the head with that mace to get me out of the way from you getting your hands on Enigma. You scrambled my brains and almost knocked me out. I still owe you for that, by the way…

But even so, in order to get my pound of flesh from Enigma that night, you made me have to dig deep and keep going despite being knocked for a loop. And that’s what always happens when I face you, Raab. I always have to dig down deeper than I thought was possible. Each and every time. I have to dig deep and find something that even you can’t smash or destroy. Something that, even with your Fiery Nation, can’t be silenced or ended.

That is why I need this match with you, Raab. Because I need to, once again, find that part of me that even you can’t destroy. Because that’s what Enigma is now to you.

I saw it, Raab – I KNOW you saw it! Your nation obliterated Enigma! Power moves! Destruction! I’d be lying if I wasn’t a little bit thrilled to see him finally, seemingly, getting his punishment for all he did to us. But then… he just got back up… as if your boys had merely smacked him on the shoulder with a light tap! As if a little breeze blew him a few steps to the left or right! And trust me, Raab – TRUST ME! – As someone that was held down by those two, that isn’t a knock on your guys! That is a statement on the otherworldly nature of The Enigma!

I mean, I’ve seen toughness, Raab. I’ve seen it in Xander Valentine. I’ve seen it in Kimberly Williams in her Underground matches. I’ve seen it in you! Over and over again, I’ve seen it. In different forms, in different ways, it was there – grit – it’s something I’ve tried so hard to have. To have more of and better than everyone else. To keep getting back up. But all those names I’ve seen? Xander, Kim, you? I’ve also seen the limits. I’ve seen when enough is enough.

I haven’t seen that in Enigma yet. I’ve seen him lose. But not be truly beaten. Not be beaten down and left in the ring. Not hurt so bad that he can’t even disappear into his smoke and darkness. And I… I am going to change that, Raab. I am going to give Enigma the beating that he so deserves after what he’s done to Jessica, to Ginny, to Angelica, to so many others! I am going to end the mystique and end the ‘powers’ that Enigma possesses.

And maybe… maybe I don’t know how to do it yet. Maybe I need this Breakdown to get my head on straight – or better than it has been. So, I am telling you to bring that warlord that you are, Konrad. Because I don’t want my words to be the only thing you have after our match! I want you to see why it’s ME that has Enigma at Rise to Greatness and why I am the one that can and WILL take him down!

I want to show you and make you understand the only way a man like you can understand it! By taking you at your best and overcoming it! By showing you the levels of pain and fury I will unleash on Enigma in a little over a week!

For me!
For Jessica!
For you!
For Ginny!
For Angelica!
FOR ALL OF SCW!

This is NOT some match where I lose my focus, Raab. I have but one focus for this match. To show my grit and show you the fire that I possess.

The very fire that is going to burnout Enigma. Burn him to the damn ground!

Checkmate, bitches!

[Konrad Raab]

Chicago, Illinois. Saturday 6th July. (Offline)

After doing a frustrating Chicago Street race and a frustrating team meeting with AJ, Shane and Josh, well not so frustrating for Shane as he won the race, but it was pure hell for AJ and Josh. While I'm still annoyed, I still can't win a road course or street course race. I always came second or third best in the entire team. When I was already pissed off, I went to my trailer, and then I saw Ross Barnes, my therapist standing there, shaking his head at me as I opened the trailer with my keys. I opened the door, and he slammed it and pointed at me to sit down as I did. I didn't appreciate this, but he said what he needed to say to me.

Ross Barnes: "Are you kidding me?"

Konrad Raab: "I think you coming here after I raced after being the third fastest Kaulig Racing driver and lacking the ability to win road and street course racing is a laughing joke.”

Ross Barnes: "So you think approaching the Adrenaline title opportunity tournament the way you did will convince everyone you want a title match? Has the mountain training done nothing to change things?"

Konrad Raab: "Because Bree is so boring, I don't consider her a threat. Getting a title match against her just makes it too easy. Same with the Frost family, too."

Ross Barnes: "OK, granted that you're waiting patiently for a title shot to strike at the right time, I admire that, but you could've approached it better. You don't give anyone any respect or praise for their efforts."

Konrad Raab: "Because respecting these wrestlers would make me a liar. I refuse to praise people who don't deserve it. I'm not a robot to praise to please people. I don't care about any of these idiots who want to play by the rules. That just shows they aren't willing to do what it takes to win at all."

He shook his head at me as I got up and gave him some water as he drank some of it, as so did I as I banged my fist on the table, not needing this argument after a shit day of racing and talking pissed at me because I didn't take wrestling seriously was another level of mood I didn't need. But I had to hear him out because if I rejected his advice and discussions and beat him, I'd be fired from SCW.

Ross Barnes: "But it makes you act like a guy that doesn't take full advantage of situations he was offered seriously. It seems the training has done nothing for you regarding wanting to win titles, which annoys me."

Konrad Raab: "Tell me what I would gain from facing Bree apart from winning the title? Nothing."

Ross Barnes: "Just because you feel Bree is boring for you doesn't mean you shrug it off, and it doesn't mean she isn't a challenge because she is."

Thank god, for now at least, he shut his mouth as I was still pissed off about the race result. I drank some water and wanted to relax in my trailer to calm down after frustration, but I couldn't because of Ross. He was clearly disappointed in me and needed to get his thoughts out.

Ross Barnes: "I get that you'd rather face guys that would challenge you in terms of them having a thirst for violence and beating the hell out of you, but you need to think of a much bigger picture at times than that."

Even if I disagreed with his thoughts, I just nodded, but I also had a valid point for him about my reasons for not wanting title matches right away.

Konrad Raab: "If I was to put myself in a title match, it has to be someone that's worth facing. I have no history with Bree or the Frosts, so I'm not interested in facing them. But I do when it comes to Enigma; he's worth fighting due to an attack on my niece, and he's a threat; the same goes for Josh Hudson and Xander Valentine; if they were champions, it would be a different story. I don't see that with Bree or any of the Frosts, especially I agree with Selena's thoughts."

Ross Barnes: "Maybe you ought to think about posing a threat to Bree and Deanna yourself."

He had a really good point. I struggled to think about facing Bree and the Frosts because I've had zero history, memorable matches, or even stories with them. I was about creating stories, not just wrestling to win titles. But that seems to be something these idiotic wrestlers forgot. If there's one thing I hate in wrestling, it's what's happening in SCW right now.

Konrad Raab: "Asking for a title shot like these stained new blood are doing is fucking cheap and lazy. These wrestlers, especially Matt Knox, who are doing this, haven't earned shit whatsoever. They aren't bothered to earn title shots the right fucking way by being in title contender's matches; they get handed title shots because they want them, and it's garbage. They get one because they scream they want titles so bad so much. I know I haven't, and that's partly why I've avoided going for titles."

Ross Barnes: "Oh Konrad. You can't say you haven't earned a title shot. I think you have. This is a relapse, and that disappoints me. But you know there are other methods to getting title shots besides asking the champions. Maybe do what Enigma did, threaten the champions."

Konrad Raab: “I know you're right, but my focus isn't on the champions now. It's on that pipsqueak, Shaun Cruze, who had no business addressing shit to me the way he did. What my team did on Thursday, he had it coming. Maybe if he stayed the fuck out of my business with Enigma, who I still got unfinished business with, by the way, he wouldn't have received that attack.”

I was pretty mad about what Shaun said to me that I hadn't addressed because my focus at the time was the Adrenaline Tournament due to me being told to focus on it rather than Shaun Cruze, so I put it aside. Ross knew the situation, and although he knew the situation, he didn't really care for it.

Ross Barnes: “Can we focus on the point here? Now, before you face Shaun, who we know put that challenge towards you, what if you face another champion, even in a non-title situation with Bree, Deanna or Selena? Because the chances are high right now.”

Konrad Raab: “Then I approach it like any other match, honestly. Because Deanna, despite her efforts to beat Kim in violent matches, to tell you the truth, she only did it to win the Underground title. She didn't give enough violent spark for me to consider her as a threat. That's the issue with these champions. Just not threatening with violence enough for me to face them. As I said, I'd destroy them in five minutes, and that's what I meant by them not being a threat.”

Ross Barnes: “But what happens after Rise To Greatness? Shaun won't be a full-time wrestler after this match with you because, as I said, I know he'll accept the match with you. He only came back to face you and be gone after Rise To Greatness”

Konrad Raab: “I don't know, honestly. Wait for whoever will be my opponent and destroy them with force, no matter who it is. Should I even face anyone before Shaun, then go to Indianapolis for double loads of NASCAR racing, do two days of Indycar testing and then go to France for a bit.”

Of course, I know Ross isn't going to fucking get why I was going to France as I've not really spoken to him about my private life or shit like that, as the sessions had nothing to do with my private life. It's funny how little people know about it in SCW and NFW, which is a good thing regardless. We drank water together. Ross sighed with this response.

Ross Barnes: “But you got a match against Shaun Cruze at Rise To Greatness on that Sunday.”

Konrad Raab: “Of course you don't get it, I'm going there on Saturday, coming back to America on Sunday and go straight back to France on Monday. I'll be there in plenty of time. I got my reasons for going there, and I'm not telling you shit about it because it's none of your business.”

Ross Barnes: “I still think you need more work on your motivation to win titles on climbing more mountains apart from the ones we did in Portland, Italy and Switzerland.”

Although I eventually loved climbing the mountain in Portland, I hated the other two. I almost died at the Switzerland mountain because I just couldn't pull through and feared I was feeling altitude sickness. But that was just my head talking. I found the Italy one just as difficult, but climbing the Switzerland mountain was something I didn't want to do again.

Ross Barnes: “I just don't think you've really learned that much, and you need to find some way to feel that you want to win titles. I understand you want violence, and you use wrestling for that, I understand, and I also understand you want to take a ton of risks but find motivation beyond violence on facing Frosts and Bree for the titles you need.”

Konrad Raab: “All I feel right now is because I need to complete title tally with them, that's all I would feel and I need more motivation than just beating legends and champions for the title. I just got to figure out a way to give Bree and Frosts a reason, and if I can't, I'm more than patient enough to wait until a champion I want to face and have had a history with. Also earning it, too.”

That's what I believe I should do instead of being like the stains of stupid new blood like Matt Knox, jumping through hoops to face Deanna for the title because she was too much of a fucking pussy to make Matt earn his title shots like everyone else in SCW was afraid to do. Makes me sick how the state of wrestling was going.

Ross Barnes: “I get it and understand. Please bear in mind to focus on titles. I know it's boring to you, but you're a professional wrestler as well, and titles should be your focus, none of the added stuff. I know your passion is beyond titles.”

Konrad Raab: “The fact Marie questioned it because I'm not going for titles is the most stupid thing she's ever said. Bet half of these wrestlers wouldn't be in the business if titles weren't a thing. I would be because, you know, the main reason is to let my anger out, and I smash whoever I face next and Shaun back in their places.”

Ross Barnes: “Anyway, we will do more mountain climbing over the next month or so and your doing it, whether you like it or not. You must overcome your fear to go for the world title and, frankly, titles in general since the fear still holds you back. We will work on that maybe when your back from France. I leave you for now to gather your thoughts. Sorry for coming after having a hard day from racing.”

I shook my head as I was still frustrated I still could not win a road course or street course race, but I had no problems winning every other type of race course. It always pissed me off every time, and I did enough damage to the team garage by punching the wall on, still being unable to get the job done.

Anyway, Ross left with a lot for me to think about this whole stupid titles chase bullshit. It's hard for me to be interested in them at the moment because the current champions are not making things a challenge for me. I'm a patient person and want to wait for the right time to strike, but I still had Shaun to deal with and will end up making him suffer for his actions he said to me. Anyway, I just went to the anger room of my trailer and let my anger out for not winning a road course and street course race again. Before I went straight to bed for the night.

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Facing a boring champion that can relate to me but being stupid simultaneously, blog. (Online)

“You know idiots, I don't think any of you understand how much I've had to sacrifice NASCAR races last year just to wrestle on a goddamn Saturday for Breakdown shows, and yes, they are going to come first the rest of this, and certainly next year and I leave you to figure that out as to why. Funny coming from Marie, who left wrestling after losing matches, and funny coming from a sister who left a wrestling show cos she didn't want to wrestle years ago.

I always knew I would tackle Enigma at a later date, and it will fucking happen, Enigma. You have Shaun Cruze, the stupid pipsqueak who finally found his balls to challenge me instead to thank for delaying that match to happen, which I won't give up on either. All because he thought I was done with you, which I clearly wasn't and for me to focus on going for stupid titles, which I wasn't gonna do because the champions aren't worth a threat or a challenge. I wasn't going to allow that pipsqueak to talk to me like that, so my team destroyed his office to send that prick a message to not fuck with me, and he challenged me to a match which I would've accepted anyway.

You hear that, Deanna? I never lost my place in line to face Enigma, it's just a temporary basis that Shaun stopped me from wanting to hurt Enigma. Sure, you can praise me all you want for my efforts and how you want to sort shit out to crush and hurt Enigma for the damage he did on Ginny, although I can handle him myself, but do you really think with the matches you had with Kim which Kim forced you into makes you a violent wrestler? Do you honestly think I would work with you just because we had the same issues with Enigma?

Also, why are you accepting challenges from a guy who's the most undeserving title contender I've seen in this sport, Matt Knox? Why couldn't you make him earn his title match by having a non-title match with you first before giving him a title match? Just weak behaviour to allow him to do shit like this. I agree with Selena; she's doing everything right to make people earn title shots, not be handed to them because they scream how much they want them.

That's the fucking state of wrestling today, and these new blood wrestlers are causing a shit stain in the business, and I don't care what you did in other companies or the Rumble match, which is entirely irrelevant. When I came to SCW in two thousand and sixteen, I was fresh off from defending a title elsewhere, which I never lost, and I never ever was handed a title shot in my fifth match. I had to work for it because I want to earn my title shots, but you, Deanna, encourage that shit?

It makes me sick, and people like you deserve to be destroyed. You don't see my challenges for titles Deanna, Marie and everyone else, including Shaun, because I am patient, unlike these shit-stained new-blood wrestlers who can't be patient for one second. I'm waiting for the right champion to come along and feel they are worth a damn to fight, and I want to earn it, not get title matches handed to me on a silver platter just because I scream at the top of my lungs for wanting title shots. These wrestlers, I doubt, would be in the business if titles didn't exist. If you need titles to show passion, you don't belong in wrestling, simple as that. I don't need to win titles to show passion for wrestling; I use it for my anger and revenge. That's more passion than you shit-stained new blood wrestlers have here.

Also, Josh, you were wrong about stepping out of your comfort zone and making yourself successful. My team have done many regular tag matches and lost them. Dakon did a solo match with Enigma but lost in his first solo match, as he did with the US title match. Heck, I lost my first hardcore match when I did it, so you're talking utter bollocks. Wrestling beyond your comfort zone does not make you successful in the business. It's just people who got wins out of their comfort zones by luck, really, not because they were out of their comfort zones.

But Deanna, you are going to be crushed because I will show that stupid pipsqueak what a mistake he made by calling out shit about me not wanting to do the cliché rumble and how I've lost my way of wanting to be champion when Selena was not at all interesting to face her for the title in the first place.

Sure, you can do everything to settle things with Enigma, but I'm personally praying you lose to him so I can be motivated to face him for that championship and beat him myself. Sure, he'll likely come out, and you'll win the match assisted. Shaun will see what a massive mistake he made, and let's knock off the checkmate bitch part because the only people that will be checkmate bitches are you and Shaun. You can beat Enigma all you want, but I don't want you to retain the title; as much Enigma deserves a beating after what he did with my niece, you're not the problem, and truthfully speaking, you won't motivate me to be interested in facing you for the US title.

Enigma is a problem and would be much more of a challenge for me than for you, and I would rather be the one to beat him for the title. I will beat you in this match despite all the hype you have because you have been dominating contenders in your way, but you deserve a beating, and I will give every ounce of violence towards you, and you will be destroyed and broken. See you at Rise To Greatness, Shaun. By the way bring the attacking methods to me because I will embrace that shit like I did last week, use a weapon to hurt me even Shaun, I won't be running.”