Selena Frost vs. Bree Lancaster

[SnowQueenSCW]

Villain of the Year

”My Old Friend Indeed…”

Johns Hopkins Hospital
Baltimore, Maryland
May 12th, 2024
2:25pm

“Well, that’s my theory so far.” Deanna wrapped up, keeping her emerald gaze on Jessica, who continued to stare up at the ceiling with her distant gaze. From her spot leaning against the wall, Selena Frost had to give her wife credit. The redhead had spent the last near hour in what the Snow Queen could only describe as ‘enthusiastic monologuing’ – to the point she could give Selena, herself, a run for her money compared to the world champion’s promos (if the other members of the SCW roster’s remarks were to be believed) – retelling Jessica all that had been happening with her in SCW since her leave of absence, the ‘great developments between Chica and Evelyn’ (Deanna had enjoyed coyly revealing their true identities), before finally returning to the theory she had crafted last Breakdown.

And for Selena’s part, it was a sound theory. Not that she believed in the idea of ‘evil spirits’ or ‘the power of the darkness’ in that kind of ‘magical’ capacity, but how far was it a stretch that some kind of hallucinogenic drug was involved?

Hell, she had a history with such people, drugs and delusions – privately (which she had no desire to go into) and career-wise with SCW. From Cid Turner believing he was some kind of old god, to Giovanni doing his bit about the Wonderland, the list of people with such ‘tricks’ and ‘tools’ within SCW had never been light. Add that Deanna was one of the most dominant champions in SCW with the longest reign out of every current champion, including Selena herself? Of course she was a target for someone like the Enigma!

It wasn’t much different than Bree fishing around last Breakdown for a match with the Snow Queen – the platinum-blonde rolled her eyes at the notion/memory. While in the process of her own interview, Bree had dropped lines and hints, opting that she and the Selena should meet up and fight one another... at the work of SCW management. More proof of a bruised ego. She almost scoffed aloud at the notion but stopped herself for fear of distracting Deanna from her conversation with Jessica. Clearly, Bree felt entitled to the main-event and had taken exception to Selena working the former world champion down into the opening match against Cassie Wolfe while Selena, herself, took the main-event.

Don’t see why she’d be upset with that… Selena thought as she gazed out the large window. She stole MY main-event. I just took it back. Did she really think her and Cassie Wolfe deserved it last week?

Giving her head a shake, the young woman returned her focus back to her wife and her friend. She would deal with Bree soon enough, and the Adrenaline Champion would regret getting so involved in the Snow Queen’s business.

“What do you think?”

The question almost caught Selena unaware, but she was quick to recover. “About what, pet?” Selena asked without thinking. Thankfully, Deanna gave no sign of annoyance at the platinum-blonde not paying attention.

“Next Breakdown…” the redhead started. “I’m thinking about confronting the Enigma. To get some answers I mean.”

“I….” Selena felt her jaw clench. She knew what she wanted to say. ‘Absolutely not.’, ‘Hell no!’, ‘Over my dead body!’. These were all answers that came into her mind first, but again… she knew Deanna well enough to know they were not the answers she needed to use. She needed to be logical and crafty. Beat her wife’s idea down with rationale.

“I think…” she spoke slowly. “That you’re better off waiting for Hiro to come back to you with something concrete. Let’s say you’re right…” she continued quickly at the sight of her wife’s expression. “Then you could be walking right into a trap. And as someone that sprung many a trap with The Brand, The Beauty Factory, and gods know who else… that’s never a good thing. And if you’re wrong – not saying you are! – but if you’re wrong… then you’re attacking an innocent person.” She gave a shrug. “You need proof first. Then you can act on that.”

“Darkness…” Jessica whispered, unheard by the Frost wives.

“I guess you have a point.” Deanna nodded. “I hope Hiro can find something then… because if we have a cause…” her face lit up. “We can find a solution.”

“I hope so-“

“Ahem!” the voice interrupted Selena, causing her and Deanna to turn towards the door, where their passive-aggressive staff member was once again standing, his arms crossed impatiently against his chest. “Time’s up.” He stated sternly. “Time to go.”

“It’s barely been an hour-“ Deanna started but stopped when the nurse glared at her, his eyes like daggers.

“Deanna…” Selena tried. “Go with him and get us set up for our next visit. I’ll just say goodbye and make sure Jessica’s comfortable.”

“O…okay.” Deanna nodded, before casting a look back at Winters. “See you soon, Jess. Promise!” she gave the woman a hug, one that was not returned (to the surprise of none given Jess’ restraints) before quickly walking out of the room with the nurse, who cast one last warning glance at Selena, reminding her of her shortage of time before departing after Deanna.

Alone in the room, Selena released a long breath before slowly turning and taking a few steps towards her dear friend. “I hate seeing you like this, Jessica. It’s… it’s terrifying to me. You know…” she breathed. “You know where I come from and what I almost became…” she eyed the walls and the restraints tying Jessica’s arms to the bed. “It could have been me in a place like this.” She whispered, tracing a hand along the closest restraint.

“I know… I know Deanna is going to find out who did this to you. And I know her well enough to know that she will do everything in her power to help you get better… and you know I’ll step in if I have to…” her voice was a whisper as she took Jessica’s hand into hers. “You’d do the same for us, I know.”

There was a brief moment of silence as Selena gazed at her hand holding Jessica’s. “But…” she slowly tightened her grip on the hand. “I’m not buying this ‘magical smoke’ nonsense…” her voice grew a little colder in the room, her grip tightening still. “And, for all the years we’ve been friends, I will give you the benefit of the doubt that this is some sort of drug being used on you… but…” she gazed up at the dull face of Winters. “If Deanna is wrong… and I find out this is something to do with you and only you…” her voice lowered to a growl – The Devil’s Voice.

“Then friend or no… I will make sure you NEVER leave this place.”

Perhaps it was the words. Perhaps it was the pitch and tone of her voice. But for a brief moment, Jessica’s eyes became clear, her head turning to gaze up at the woman standing powerfully above her. “D…Darkness.” She stared directly into Selena’s cold, sapphire eyes. “Darkness.”

“Hello, my old friend.” Selena grinned. “Glad you understand me on this.”

It was only a moment and the light in Jessica’s eyes quickly faded, her head leaning back to stare back up at the ceiling, her voice back to its muttering rather than recognition. Slowly, Selena lowered her friend’s hand back to its side.

“I protect what is mine.” Selena whispered to the distant Jessica before turning to head out of the room.

And I’ll destroy anyone that tries to take what is mine away from me…

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The Royal Letter

So… LA, California!

…

Do you believe?!

I mean, it’s gotta be getting to that point, hasn’t it? Cause how long we’ve been doing this? Four months now? Four months that I’ve run this place as the world champion? Beating every single person that’s crossed my path? Defending my championship without controversy, interference, tainted finishes – I mean, that’s what this is supposed to be about, isn’t it? Supreme Championship Wrestling, right? That’s what you pay for right?! You want to see a bunch of people run in and interfere, fine, we can have that in the other divisions like the tag division. You want to see overused gimmicks and cheap thrills like smoke – again, other divisions. You want to see people screwing other people… Okay, THAT you can go watch Kandis on whatever website she uploads her shit to, I don’t really care. But if you want what S-C-W stands for?! You turn to me.

That’s not hyperbole or empty promise at this point. It is fact! It is fact proven! And I get it. I had to step out of that for a moment last Breakdown to make some statements. Now, you can point fingers and call me a hypocrite or whatever, but let’s face it. One: I said that I close the show. I did that. Two: the last time Kandis jumped me from behind like the cowardly bitch that she is, I let it slide. I let SCW management handle it because I had better, more important things to concern myself with. Now, they TRIED to handle it. They TRIED to deal with her. That didn’t work out so well because she did the EXACT same thing again! Dressed in a hoodie and attacked me from behind. So, I had to do what I had to do. I had to solve the problem myself. I had to deal with the issue on my own. And I did. While Kandis made me bleed a little, I knocked that brat out once again and left her LYING in the ring once again!

But you guys want to boo me for that? Heh… I’m not the bad girl here. I’m not. I try and be reasonable. I try to be understanding. But when I have to do what I have to do - when my hand is forced, someone is getting taken down. If you want to blame someone for that, blame Kandis for not learning her lesson the first time she attacked me, or the last time we fought, or just ANY time she opened her mouth and got proven wrong and learned nothing!

Hey! I would love nothing more than to smile at everyone, kiss the kids, and tell them all to ‘Believe it’ again! I would. I would love to fight WITH SCW rather than against it! But then who would step up? Huh? Who would step up to the level I am at? Who would make SCW better? Who would make this world title about the wrestling rather than how many people they could get to interfere on their behalf? Who would make S-C-W about supreme championship wrestling? You all want to talk about how I’m hiding behind contracts and politics and consequences…

But how sad is it that I have to do that JUST to have a fair fight? I mean think about it! I’m being called a coward for coming up with an effective way… to have a fair fight! I’m not rigging the system! I’m not disqualifying myself. I am giving every challenger a FAIR opportunity! I’m giving every person that challenges me the chance to prove their ability against me AT MY BEST! Prove that they are at my level! But because no one can seem to do that on fair terms, they call me a coward. Because they can’t keep up with me, they say I have no ‘honour’ for a champion. All because I do what I have to do to ensure this title is held by the best WRESTLER, not the best politician or groupie!

And when… and when you work as hard as I do to raise this title to those heights, there are certain expectations that come with that. That’s what brings us back against one another, Bree. You think this is personal for me. That this is some vendetta I have against you. That I’m mad at you or something.

Bree… that isn’t it at all. I’m not mad at you. I don’t hate you. I don’t think less of you. We may not be friends, but we’ve definitely fought some battles of hell against one another, haven’t we? The roofed cage match? Remember that? I’m sure it sits in your mind just like Xander’s big RTG match with me sits in his…

Point is, Bree, I respect you. I respect what you’ve done. The titles you’ve won. The accolades you’ve accomplished. The historic moments you’ve made. There isn’t anything that is beyond your reach, Bree. We both know that! So… with all that history, all that respect for you and your accomplishments… why can’t you do the same towards me? Why can’t you respect and understand the truth about what I am doing here?

Maybe… maybe this is a bit more personal for you? I mean, let’s face it, Bree… you came back not too long ago and things… well, they didn’t quite pan out the way you wanted them to. Maybe it’s because I came back and rocked SCW to its core and put things on track to where they should be. High ratings, High viewership, High box-office sales. You name it, I’m doing it. You? Not so much. I mean, I left and SCW did all they could to get me back. They gave in to every demand just to get me to come back, which I used to only elevate the company and make it better. You? You left and… meh… they shrugged their shoulders and assumed you’d be back and the needle didn’t really move. Maybe there is some bitterness there on your part. Or maybe, maybe, you’re still a little ticked that it’s been me at the top of mountain year after year, time after time, and you? Three years it’s been, right? Since you last were there? Since you last said you were ‘the best in SCW’ and it was actually credible? Maybe that’s what’s got you all ruffled up over my remarks about the main-event.

Or… and I think this is the one here… Maybe you’re just mad that the Frosts keep one-upping you and pushing you further down the card. I mean, Deanna did last Rise to Greatness. She’s now got a U.S title reign that’s longer than any of your THREE! I got you on the opener last Breakdown to prove a point… Maybe it’s just the fact that a ‘Frost’ will always be better than a Lancaster… Maybe that’s why you’re taking this so personally.

But I’m sorry, Bree, but it’s not worth it to me to be personal where you are concerned. It’s not about being personal. It’s not about being bitter on my end. It’s about doing what I need to do for this company and for the world title.

You need to look at it from my perspective, Bree. I know it’s hard with your head up your own ass about ‘honor’ and ‘integrity’ when it was me actually making them worth something last year and me doing it now, but try, Bree, okay? Try and see things from my perspective. I’m the SCW world champion. I’m the supposed company-carrier. I’m the one that’s supposed to be the best SCW has. The title I hold? The most sought-after, or it should be, right? The biggest prize in the game? And yet, at Taking the Leap…

Let me break that down here, actually! You’ve got Simon Lyman. The man that failed TWICE to capture the world title, losing to Kandis and Asher Hayes – both of whom I soundly beat. The man that lost to me. The man that lost to you. The man that can’t seem to win the big matches…

And then we have you… credible, talented, all I that I said before, but let’s face it, Bree, not on my level. I mean, if we check the balance – the Statera if you will – your few accomplishments since coming back have been outshined by your failings. Did you get the tag-titles with Datura? What happened to her, anyway, Bree? Right! You drove her into quitting because you failed as a tag-team partner. You settled in the Adrenaline division because you failed to recapture the United States title and… while I hate to go there, all people want to talk about with you now is… “How’s Dom doing?”.

I’m not trying to be cruel, Bree. I sympathize with your personal issues. But I’m just telling you like it is. You’ve made your drama more important than anything you do here. Your divorce? Your ‘break’ because of it? That’s all people are talking about. Not your title. Not your abilities. Just that your marriage failed.

And here I am… being told by CHBK that those two things: You and Simon - The failures of SCW, are bigger and more important than me and the SCW world championship. More important than the world championship match. More deserving of the main-event than everything I have worked for for this place…

And then, for you to brag about that. For you to mock me for talking out against such a notion. What does that say? That you think you’re ‘better’ than the world title? That you’re ‘better’ than me?

Because if you are, Bree, then why the hell are 40 people going to be fighting like hell in a few weeks in a battle royale just to get a shot at this title? Why did Xander Valentine supposedly go through ‘hell’ just to get a shot at me? Why the hell are people ready to destroy themselves for the main-event at Rise to Greatness where I WILL be?!

Because if you’re so much bigger than me, so much better than me, so much bigger than the world championship and the main-event, Bree, than it should be YOU that’s the prize for THOTF, right? Should be YOU that should be the endgame for Rise to Greatness, right?

You see where your mouth has gotten us, Bree? You should have just kept quiet and let things be. Let things go back to where they should with me as the closer and you opening. There’s nothing wrong with being the opener for you, Bree. “If you can’t be in the main-event, you want to be the opening match”. That’s you! You set the pace for the entire show! You set the bar at a level that gets people excited. That’s how good you are! Then, when I come out for the main-event, I raise that bar and show the true meaning of S-C-W. You should have just understood that – after all the demands you made as world champion, or do I need to bring up the Boston Bree party again? Do you still have that banner somewhere in your collection?

You should have just kept your mouth shut, Bree. But you didn’t. You had to try and discredit me as a champion. You had to disrespect your world champion and her rightful place in the main-event…

So now… once again, I’ve got to do what I have to do. I’ve got to put you in MY main-event and show you the difference. And I hate that I have to, Bree, because now, I can’t just enjoy fighting you. I can’t just enjoy the challenge you’ll bring with your skills. I can’t just cut loose and enjoy fighting a former world champion in the main-event and pushing my abilities to the limit for fun.

No, Bree. I have to dismantle you now. I have to tear you apart like I did Polly. Like I did with Kristen Scott. I’ve got to shatter you in the middle of the ring and embarrass you. Because you are NOT the prize of every promise breathed for THOTF. I am. You are NOT better than the world champion or the world championship! And you are, at this point, NOT deserving of the main-events of SCW.

I am.

I’m sorry, Bree, but this is not going to be a fun, little exhibition tonight in LA. It could have been! But now, thanks to you, it has to be a lesson. It has to be a tough, hard-learned lesson… for you and for anyone that opens their mouth and thinks they are bigger and more deserving of the main-event picture than the world champion! This is going to be a dream-smashing, ego-bruising reality-check, Bree. Because I’m going to beat you worse than anyone ever has. And I’m going to send you back to the openers and mid-card matches with that lesson burned into your self-centered, fragile mind!

That this title belongs to me!
This main-event scene belongs to me!
This company belongs to me!

I am YOUR world champion, Bree Lancaster. YOUR main-event. And there is no ‘or not’ about that. Tonight, Bree, for your disrespect… I am going to MAKE you believe it!

And you’ll only have yourself to blame for such a lesson…