Date: 25th November 2012
Time: 20:25pm
Location: Eagle's Nest Arena. Los Angeles, California.
Stepping out of the ring after conquering the flamboyant wrestler, Hope Heelcum, Lucian Frost’s body is screaming out in pain with his mind adjusting to the transformation that happened before the match. The Renewal Process. The audience in attendance witnessed druids bring out a broken man, downtrodden by the world and wounded internally by loss, who managed to force his self up as he underwent the Renewal Process. His body let out a bright light which cocooned his body to undergo a transformation, recuperating his broken body and healing his mortally wounded soul, the process brought the familiar masked wrestler known as Frost back to Sin City Wrestling but with a new physical form and different personality.
Lucian usually exits the arena through the crowd with fans standing up in anticipation of his infamous exit; they usually shout words of encouragement as well as slapping his back or touching his arms in tradition fan fashion, but his body has not only gone through a regeneration but it has gone through a match with Hope Heelcum. All he wants to do is collapse on the floor and rest. Taking a few steps forward before dropping down onto one knee, his head is spinning like he’d just got onto a merry-go-round, Lucian tries to compose himself to show he can walk out the victor however his mind thinking and his body doing are two completely different things. Sin City Wrestling ring crew wrap their arms around Frost’s body and help him into the back.
Something was wrong. The crew members helped Lucian to an empty locker room, the sound of muffled voices comes from their communication device and they take their leave, leaving the very weak Lucian resting against the wall. Something is definitely wrong. His head won’t stop spinning as his body is getting weaker by the moment, his knee’s buckle under his weight as he goes crashing to the floor, his head slamming against the floor as he looks up at light. Lucian’s consciousness is slowly going, his eyes getting heavier as his body begins to go numb, not even the sound of the door slamming shut phases him as his eyes close and the world becomes darkness.
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Carlos Duquesne is no stranger to the professional wrestling world, plying his trade in the Ontario region of Canada for a good number of years, in recent years he’s represented the female clients in national promotions. Many wouldn’t know the name as his wrestling years are in the well and distant past, capturing many glory’s that mean little to others but everything to him, his love for the business was undeniable as is his ability to represent up and coming wrestlers to glory. Due to his connections to the now defunct organisation known as the SCCW, he liked to travel throughout the National Wrestling Alliance looking for a spark that could ignite his flame once more, leading him to be here in the Eagles Nest Arena tonight.
Wearing his custom made Italian suit and shoes, his white hair combed back and his sunglasses resting on the tip of his nose, Carlos watched with great curiosity at the opening contest and saw this weird masked man do some pretty theatrics before defeating his opponent. He looks on at the masked wrestler known as Frost falls down to one knee, few of the fans look on in concern but he glances over to see the crew members guarding the door to the backstage leave their posts, seizing his opportunity he brushes past some of the fans, ducking underneath signs and making sure no one sees him push the door open and enter the backstage area.
Carlos notices the locker rooms of the ‘NXT’ and ‘Hot Stuff’ as he walks through the corridors undetected, he is about to turn the corner not realising that it is near the entrance way and quickly back steps as he almost walks onto Lucian Frost being aided by the crew members. Intrigued he follows them to the locker room, hiding in another unmarked room until the coast was clear, Carlos walks across to the locker room to walk in seeing the masked man falling down to the ground. Quickly shutting the door behind him and locking it, he walks over to the fallen body and stands over him, he takes his glasses off and drops to one knee before grabbing the bottom of his mask and pulling it off.
“Interesting”
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Date: 2nd December 2012
Time: 13:12pm
Location: Private Residence. Hollywood, California.
The renewal process had taken longer than what he had expected, Lucian Frost slowly opens his eyes to see that the room isn’t spinning and his body feeling back to normal, he lets out a long yawn before sitting up in an unfamiliar place. The bright Californian sun shining brightly through the blinds, the bed he was laying on was soft and massive, the room looks like the size of a loft apartment. Unsure as to where he is he looks down to see that he isn’t in his wrestling attire but in a suit, feeling very confused as he feels his face to realise that it isn’t covered by a mask. The doors at the far side swing open, Lucian gets off the bed and begins to walk over cautiously to the door, peering through to see a lavish office. The French windows wide open letting a gentle breeze in, the room was immaculate with white walls, cream carpet, a picture gallery resting on a shelf behind the desk. Sitting in the chair behind the oak table was a middle aged man who greets the confused Frost with a smile.
“Welcome” Carlos says graciously “you had me worried for a while”
“Who are you?” Lucian asks curiously as taking a few steps forward while evaluating his scenario.
Carlos smirks “You surely remember me, don’t you?” he leans forward in his chair to see the young man’s face “perhaps you don’t by the look on your face”
“Who are you?” Lucian reiterated.
“My name is Carlos Duquesne, does that ring any bells?” Carlos pauses to see the reaction before continuing “You honestly don’t, do you?” Carlos shakes his head in disbelief “after everything you cannot remember me?”
“Mister Duquesne I am unfamiliar with you” Frost wonders over to the desk “my next question is why am I here?”
“Take a seat” Carlos points to the empty chair “and I’ll tell you how you got here” Lucian Frost sits down making sure his hair covers his face. “Please, there is no need to feel insecure around me” he smiles reassuringly “you collapsed at the show so before anyone noticed, I managed to get you out of the arena and back to sanctuary, if you will”
Lucian is a little confused at his terminology and the way he repeats the ‘remembrance’ of him, he recognizes him from his time from Miss Evangelista but that was from her harassment of him and the two never stayed in the same room, was this the meaning he is going on about or is there something more he doesn’t know or recollect. The renewal process rebuilt his body and wounds so perhaps some memory has been distorted during the process.
“Did you change me?” Lucian asks curiously “a little weird that a man such as yourself feels the need to change a young man such as myself!”
Carlos nods his head in acceptance “to your disappointment I did not, however in order for me to transport a lifeless man, I’d rather it being smart than in a masked attire such as yours!” he points over to the door “Your wrestling attire has been cleaned, no need to thank me” Lucian gets up but before he could move Carlos grabs a hold of his wrist. “Are you sure you do not remember me?”
“I do not, no” Lucian says calmly, yanking his wrist free as he walks over to the wrestling garments “you never said why I am here”
Carlos looks out of the window “Protecting you, if one of your enemies or a curious opponent found you, you’d not be the mysterious star that is your trademark if you will” He turns back to see that Lucian had changed into his wrestling attire but hasn’t pulled the mask back on “you should be thanking me!”
“Thank you” Lucian says, walking back over to the table, laying the mask down on the oak surface “but I do not need protection”
“off course not” Carlos says amusingly “but you could use guidance” he points to some of the photos behind him “I have guided many of these men and women to many successes from being undefeated heavyweight champions to being forever immortal within respected promotions! You haven’t done a lot, your potential is there for all to see, you just need that spark to ignite you and I could be that spark!”
After a brief pause Lucian replies “I do not need guidance, I do not need a girlfriend who will distract me from the real business, I do not need a teddy bear solving my problems, I do not need a man ‘guiding’ me in any which way they feel. I am happy the way I am, so thanks but no thanks” Lucian places his mask back on “If that is all Mister Duquesne I’ll bid you farewell!”
Carlos slides his business card across the table “Take my card, but I’m sure we will be seeing each other real soon” he reaches over to the telephone on his desk “now can I call you a ..” before he could finish his sentence the mysterious frost was gone.
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Date: 12th December 2012
Time: 22:57pm
Location: Somewhere in San Jose, California.
It had been several weeks since his return back to Sin City Wrestling and was due to wrestle for the tag team championships a few days previous, however Hot Stuff’s preventing Kain’s arrival caused them to sacrifice their place in the original encounter for the tag team championship’s, this coming week at Climax Control it will be a different story as both he and Kain will finally team up to wrestling the longest reigning tag team champions in SCW history and the newest tag outfit in the young lions. It replicates a similar scenario when Lucian Frost first appeared on the scene, debuting in a victory against another debuting star in Matthew Kennedy and then competing in a championship encounter. Perhaps history may replicate itself as on that occasion Frost became the inaugural champion of the Roulette Division, maybe it will be his day to conquer the Tag Team division with a worthy counterpart in Kain.
Lucian hadn’t been in front of a camera in a long time, despite his opening contest win a few weeks ago, he hadn’t spoken in front of a camera nor had he wanted too. He isn’t known as a mysterious man for nothing. A cameraman stands inside of the San Jose Civic Auditorium, workers begin arranging the seats into position ready for Sunday’s event, the red seats seems to glow from the circular chandelier lights from the ceiling. The ruby red curtain on the stage is drawn as the sound of footsteps can be heard from behind it, echoing throughout the auditorium, the certain is pulled aside as the masked man known as Lucian Frost steps out with the camera beginning to roll.
“ They say that ‘Chance is always powerful. Let your hook be always cast; in the pool where you least expect it, there will be a fish.’ Chance is what we’ve got this coming week at Climax Control, the chance to compete and the chance to become tag team champions. We shall be standing in one corner looking out at the current champions and our fellow challengers, all having our chance to cast ourselves into the unknown and let ‘destiny’ unravel its tale. But then Destiny is no matter of chance. It is a matter of choice. It is not a thing to be waited for, it is a thing to be achieved. I have achieved title success and I didn’t sit and wait for my chance, I saw my opportunity and took it. We all have our chance to be champions but it is one thing to want it than it is to actually go and achieve it.”
“Kain has made his point quiet clear that he has been let down in the past with previous partners, also stating he isn’t a tag team specialist, I have only competed in one tag team match here in the SCW and that was with Aleksei and we were victorious.. Does that make me a specialist, no, does that mean we’re a certainty to gel as a team, no, we all want to succeed and be champions but sometimes great tag teams start off as magnetic poles, complete opposites, and conquer whoever is in their way. We know that we want to be champions, we know that we’ll probably won’t be ‘BFFs’ or won’t be going over to each other’s house for Christmas dinner, but being complete unfavoured team going in against two established partnerships, perhaps the rogue team could provide the upset and shake this division up once and for all”
“Sinful Obsession, it is safe to say that your reign as Tag Team Champions will forever be etched in SCW folklaw, a benchmark for all other teams to aspire and perhaps overcome one day, you have made it quiet impossible for people to imagine you without those belts around your waist. You have faced stiff opponents and defeated them in your hour of need, this could be your darkest hour as your reign could be ticking away to its dramatic conclusion, the last seconds you’ll ever be classed as Tag Team Champions as a new team prospers where you have left off. Am I saying it will be me and Kain, no, we could implode as you could face Young Lions in single tag like last week when Hot Stuff prevented Kain to compete. But the possibility that the unknown and untested team in Kain and Frost could prove to be your undoing, scary thought that the man of mystery and the king of kings could be the new poster boys on tag team wrestling..”
“The Young Lions are tag team champions in the making, let’s be honest, a hot young tag team ready to sculpt this division with their youthful desire and anticipation of great battles against all teams, but is that how the story of Sinful Obsession legendary title reign truly ends? At the hands of a team known as ‘Young Lions’? A lion is known as the king of the jungle, a predator ready to hunt and kill its prey, you have the desire and hunger to succeed but you’re more like a quirky mouse challenging the cheese perched on a trap rather than the killer of longest reigning tag champions. I could be made to each my own words and If I am then I’ll humbly do so but don’t start running before you can walk! This Sunday you’ll be in one of your toughest battles and it is only your second match in the SCW, welcome to the city of sin boys”
“Tag Team, noun, a pair of wrestlers who fight as a team, taking the ring alternately. One team member cannot enter the ring until the other tags or touches hands with them on leaving. Becoming Champions Kain means we’re going to have to coincide, going to have to form some sort of team, we could go at it as two singles competitors that we are, or we could challenge as a team during the match and leave our own separate lives once the bell tolls. I won’t be like your previous partners Kain, history will not repeat itself, put it to the back of your mind and let’s focus on writing our names in the history books as being the team to dethrone Gabriel and Despayre and ending their tenure as champions! Let the king have its crown and the mysterious enigma it’s crowning glory!”The sound of a single person clapping can be heard in the distance, Lucian scans the auditorium until he see’s sitting near the back, his white hair and suit can be distinctive even from this distance. Carlos Duquesne. Lucian shakes his head as the camera focuses on the outline of the skull shape on his mask, the lights in the auditorium is suddenly cut for a split second, but it only takes that long for the mysterious Frost to disappear without a trace leaving the cameraman to pan around and zoom in on Carlos. He just sits there smiling away as the camera is cut and the screen goes static.
