[Frost]

 For several weeks there have been enigmatic videos appeared during Sin City Wrestling’s shows, depicting a young child appearing in different scenarios, leaving fans and competitors alike wondering who was behind them. The answer was revealed last week on Climax Control, Lucian Frost, the first man to capture the Roulette Championship and defend it several times with great success. Many wondered what happened to the former champion after his final defence, again the man who dethroned him of the monarchy of Champion, Bo Dreamwolf, and why has he decided to return with these cryptic messages throughout SCW.

Chapter: 008
Title: Retribution of a callous heart
Location: Corvina, California
Date: 12th March 2012

It was the night he’d never wanted to happen, losing the Roulette Championship, but it was a surreal feeling as Frost sits at the back of the arena. The crowd had filed out several hours previously leaving the arena completely empty, the sound of creaking rafters and the echoes of the fans cheers can still be heard in the head of the former champion. His head feeling like a ton as it rests in the palms of his hands. He’d now have to start all over again, either try again for the Roulette Title or venture down another road, whatever the scenario it would be a tough challenge for him and one he’d eventually savour. The sound of clapping can be heard nearby, Lucian lifts his masked face up to see someone from his past, Emilio Riviera, the man who trained him in a small town in Mexico.  The two haven’t crossed paths since they last encountered, leaving Lucian to wonder why his old mentor is now heading towards him clapping and whether his night is about to get worse.

“Congratulations on your defeat” Emilio says a few steps away from Frost. “Very gracious with the honourable handshake at the end” He now stops the sarcastic clapping. “Once again Lucian, you promised something you could not keep, saying you would make the championship worth having but instead you have lost it within a blink of an eye!”

“I wanted to build the foundations of the Roulette Division and I feel I’ve accomplished that” Lucian says with a heavy heart. “Like most champions you’d like to have a long and prosperous reign but my time as champion is over, let Bo have his moment of glory and let him enjoy the feeling of being called Champion, I’ve now reached a crossroad to where I venture off to is unknown but it’s the journey that will be remembered”

Their was a look Lucian hadn’t seen since that fateful night, the fire inside of his mentors eyes is burning strong with hate, he wasn’t here to make amends for the past but perhaps looking to get even. “Why are you here?” Lucian finally asks.

Emilio lets out a cackle, pulling out of his pocket a black mask, he lifts it up in the direction of where Lucian is sitting. “I taught you the values, the meanings of the mask, what it meant to be a masked wrestler” he opens it up to show that the black mask has a massive slash running from one side to the other. “we where like family and you destroyed me!”

Lucian stands up “I had to do what needed to be done!” Frost reaches out and snatches the mask from Emilio’s hand. “Do you think it was easy for me to do what I did?”

Suddenly there is a sharp pain in his neck, the world fades away to black, Lucian Frost crumples to the floor at the feet on an unknown assailant. Emilio Riviera steps up a few steps to see the fallen body of the former Roulette Champion, he kneels down and picks up the ripped black mask from his clutches, the unknown man grasps hold of the Taser gun that floored the former champion.

“You may think it was difficult but what I am going to do to you isn’t going to play upon my conscious!”

Riviera places the slashed mask on his face, grabbing the feet of Lucian Frost as the unknown assailant grabs his arms; the two of them make their way from the arena with the former champion lifeless.

Title: Eternal Darkness
Location: Unknown
Date: ?? ?? 2012

His head pounding and his eyes heavy, Lucian Frost begins to awaken, his body in pain and tiredness is taking its toll. Frost doesn’t know how long he has been incarcerated for in this tiny room, there has been little to no light to indicate weather it is night or day, the only thing Frost has been able to see is the mask he was wearing laying on a small table a few feet away from him. With his body and mind weak he cannot seem to muster up the strength to escape, his hands and feet bounded by chains, unable to move and unable to call for help. Emilio Riviera opens the door and steps in with the unknown assailant, Lucian looks through his long hair to see Emilio standing in front of him, beaming with happiness, the unknown man stands to his side and prods the Taser into his ribs and sends a huge shock into his body. Frost doesn’t want to give them the satisfaction of knowing he is in pain, but he couldn’t help but wince and let out a slight groan, Emilio brushes some of the hair from Lucians face to get a better look into his piercing blue eyes.

”Anne Frank once said that ‘Whoever is happy will make others happy too. He who has courage and faith will never perish in misery’..” Emilio takes a second to absorb the silence and look Lucian up and down. “You must be questioning that right now” Emilio cackles in laughter.

Lucian smirks “You may have me confined, bound, beaten and left like this but it is said that Karma happens to us all, I will escape and I will get my revenge!”

Emilio continues to laugh “Karma is a bitch, especially when I take you to Climax Control and reveal the true identity of Lucian Frost!” Emilio picks up the mask and stares into the skull design’s eyes. “They’ll see who you really are and consider you an outcast, a laughing stock, a freak!” His face turns serious, glaring into Lucian’s eyes, making sure he sees the intent in his eyes. “Dishonoured just like me!”

Emilio punches the stomach of Lucian, the wind escapes his body, Emilio and the unknown man turns and leaves the room as he tries to get his breath back. As soon as he is breathing properly again, the fire seems to have been kindled inside of him, his body regenerated as he focuses with his mind and soul. The chains begin to click open and fall to the floor, the lights flicker on by a sudden surge of electricity, Lucian places his mask back on as he readjusts himself. The lights begin to flicker before they switch off and come back on to reveal the mysterious Frost has disappeared without a trace.

Title: My Return
Location: Cashman Field - Las Vegas, Nevada
Date: 24th May 2012

Several weeks pass after his kidnapping, his body healed and his mind focused, there has been no word from Emilio or the unknown man so only time will tell if they resurface anytime soon. Frost has been busy preparing for his return to the SCW with cryptic videos, finally making his triumphant return last week on Climax Control, he may not be considered a main star like other wrestlers but his impact will hopefully leave many wondering what Frost will do in the coming weeks.  The venue for this weeks show comes from the Cashman Fields, home of the Las Vegas stars of the pacific coast, Lucian Frost is seen standing in the middle of the field with the stands empty, SCW staff preparing to prep the area ready for Sunday’s showcase. The grey clouds above with the view of Vegas over the stands, Frost takes in the atmosphere as he stands on the pitchers spot, spinning around on the spot to get a good look at the near ten thousand capacity stadium.

”My disappearance from the SCW may have been a bit suspect, even for myself, but my absence away has now left me desiring to return back into the ring and back on the gold trail. That desire is my hunger and my appetite is the competition, Goth and I will be opening the contest off, the starters in what hopefully will be a victorious return to my so-called menu. I’m not looking to nibble and peck at this opportunity, oh no, I’m looking to engulf and feed my desire so I crave more, get more so my desire becomes very obese! This is my chance to prove to the SCW that I’m still worthy of being a contender, a challenger to championship gold!”

“I first must go through you, Goth, you have the desire to ground me and have the desire to lock in submission after submission, locking it in to leave me breathless and unable to move, forcing me to either tap or pass out, a game plan which you got to admire, grounding moves will be your forte however if you focus on one part you are completely oblivious to the rest, if I manage to escape and reach the ropes, how will you ground me once I am airborne? If you try to lock in a submission and I wiggle free, you’ll have to start all over again were as my game plan isn’t focusing on grounding or submission, it’s about prevailing any means necessary…and off course letting slip of what you’re thinking of doing in the match isn’t the brightest move on anyone’s behalf”

“I want to get back into the swing of things, back into the ring to perform, get back into the title challenge I hope. For that to happen, then I will have to win, I have to perform; I have to have that desire to want it, to need it… Goth you said it boils down to who wants it more, we both do, that is what wrestling is about. There are winners and there are losers. Look at the Roulette Champion for instance, Casey may not be the most gifted wrestler but his hunger and desire has gotten him to two championship reigns, he isn’t like the heavyweight champion who does not taste defeat often, Casey has the need and desire that I have. That we all process! It won’t boil down to luck, it won’t boil down to the spin of a barrel of a loaded gun, it will go down to who performs and has that desire on the day!”

“To be a star, you must shine your own light, follow your own path, and don't worry about the darkness, for that is when the stars shine brightest. Darkness can engulf the best of us at times but as long as you have that one bit of light then you’ll be able to conquer, believe and progress and that is what I will be doing. I have been in darkness for far too long, it’s time to shine once more upon the SCW, back onto the path and where it leads me after the show, no one knows, the only thing I can guarantee is that Goth is standing in my way and I will look forward to the contest between us.”

Lucian kneels down and picks up some of the dust beneath his feet, he lets it trickle through his fingers as it blows away with the breeze, as the final bit of dust lands on the floor Lucian Frost has disappeared. Leaving only the dirty footprints on the white pads of the baseball pitch, his return will leave many people wondering if he can capture the success of the first time round, others will wonder if the time away has affected him both in and out of the ring.