It was a snowy morning in Canada and Luciano who had stayed the night at Matt's home, had woken up to get in some early morning training not caring that it was below freezing and there was probably about a foot of snow outside. Getting up, careful not to disturb Matt, who he was sharing a bed with, Luciano got dressed, grabbed his knives, and headed outside.
Once outside Luciano made a few snowmen to use as targets, putting some distance between himself and the snowmen he began to throw some of his knives at the snowmen, all but one hit the snowmen in fatal regions, the one that missed went flying and towards a nearby frozen over lake and stuck itself right in the middle.
"Damnit!" Cursed Luciano.
Him being the type not to like losing a weapon, Luciano headed over to the lake and using a foot he tested to see if the ice would hold his weight before stepping onto it. Determined not to waste time Luciano carefully stepped over to his knife, but when he reached it he heard a loud crack and the ice broke out from under him plunging him into the frigid water, also causing him to smack his head hard on the ice around the hole he had broken through knocking him unconscious.