03-21-2026, 11:42 PM
To anyone truly familiar with London, England, they are no doubt familiar with a specific area known as Whitechapel. It's arguably the most well-known area when you think of London's historic East End, partly because of its diverse immigrant communities, but mostly because of the series of murders that took place on these streets in the late 1800s, all of the victims being prostitutes and most of their deaths being attributed to the legendary serial killer Jack the Ripper. These streets are much safer in modern times, but they are still stained with the blood of the whores who defined its history. Perhaps that's why this seems to be the area of London where we find the Glimmer Sisters instead of anywhere closer to Wembley Stadium.
The choice of filming location isn't the only thing that feels off though. As Gia & Gina stand in a back alley, right in front of a rather disturbingly beautiful graffiti mural of a shadowed figure we assume is meant to represent Jack the Ripper looming over two women who absolutely would've been victims of his in London's past, the twins are dressed somewhat modestly for a change. Granted, tight black yoga pants and cleavage-revealing tight black cropped tank tops with leather jackets thrown on over them probably wouldn't qualify as “modest” to most people, especially since if you look hard enough you can see Gia & Gina are “nipping out” in the cool breeze which means they aren't wearing bras, but it's arguably the most tame wardrobe we've seen the Glimmers in aside from their wrestling attire. If anything does feel right about this whole scene, it's the fact that we still have no way right out of the box to tell who's who, and they don't seem too keen on resolving that for us right away.
Gia(?): I bet you lovely idiots are all surprised, huh? No over-the-top display, aside from maybe this sick mural behind us that we just so happened to stumble across, nothing too erotic or sensual that's got you already pulling your pants down while you sit there watching us.
Gina(?): We considered it, especially after all the fun we had during spring break. I mean, we embarrassed the team that beat the current tag team champions-
Gia(?): Pretty sure that's twice now we've pulled that off since coming to SCW, and we all know what happened the first time we manifested that into reality.
Gina(?): We got to flirt with a lot of cute guys and girls-
Gia(?): Oh, the stories we could share about the Breakdown after-partying we did.
Gina(?): We even gave SCW's production team a reason to actually do their jobs and kept them busy aaaaaaall night long, especially when we got to end another match topless.
Gia: I got to be topless several times that night, if that help you figure out who's who.
Gia, as we can now safely assume, gives us a flirty wink, but the mounting joy doesn't last long as both twins become serious for a change.
Gina: Yeah, spring break was the most fun we've had in quite some time, and we hope SCW considers doing it again next year.
Gia: Buuuuut... there were some things that also bugged us about spring break too. Don't worry, it had nothing to do with all your horny sinners out there. We're talking more to the gruesome twosome currently parading around with our gold.
Gina: Take that as a petty jab at your looks if you two want, because let's face it... you're not so hot in that area either, TBH. But the truth of the matter is that you're a dysfunctional mess as best. Yeah, you beat us last time around, we'll actually admit to it. Congrats, maybe we'll even give you medals if you want those too as another way to stroke your own egos.
Gia: Maybe this'll come as a shock if you two actually listen to us for once, but we can admit when we fucked up. We would still be standing here as champions with the two of you conquered and behind us if everything had gone according to plan, but we'll stroke your egos a little bit and admit that you've both earned your status as legends, hall of famers, etc. You held together with enough duck tape to prove that. Problem is... winning those titles is one thing, defending them is another.
Gina: And Gia and I? We learn from our mistakes and adapt for the future... if we couldn't do that, then we probably wouldn't be standing here, now would we? No, we'd probably be no different than the victims of Mr. Ripper behind us: corpses laying in the streets with our throats slashed open, all these luscious curves dripping blood.
Gia: Calling it now: these two egotistical fucks are probably getting off to that disgusting little mental image, Gina. They both have the mentality of serial killers who would murder someone over the pettiest of things, and I don't just say that because one of you calls yourself the Executioner.
Gina: Maybe we should check in on Deanna before we wrestle this match, make sure she's alright. I mean, who knows what Selena's done to her in this desperate bid to make the idea of “Selena Championship Wrestling” a reality?
You can almost feel the sudden chill that cuts through this back alley out of the blue. The twins both shiver a bit, and their exposed bellies do look covered in goosebumps if you look hard enough (though, let's be honest, your eyes are probably still on their nipples that seem even more prominent now trying to poke through their tops). Despite the mocking tone Gina took with her words, though, she and Gia both look deathly serious for perhaps the first time we've known them.
Gia: Real talk Selena? The way you treat Deanna is fucking horrible. I'm not saying that to get into your head or psyche you out or make Deanna consider turning on you or any of that, I'm stating a fact. We get it, you're a narcissistic bitch with an ego as fragile as the ice that you love using to define you. If you had your way, you'd be the only person holding any titles in SCW and no one would ever be allowed to challenge for any of them because in your mind, this place has to die with you and you alone at the top because this is Selena's world and we're all just living in it.
Gina: Surprise bitch, but contrary to popular belief, we actually do pay attention... a lot more than you apparently. Let's not forget that I just so happen to have a lovely little contract that affords me the luxury of doing literally anything my dirty little heart could dream of, so Gia and I have been watching, seeing how everything else plays out, scheming of what we could use it on to entertain ourselves. That means we paid attention to Deanna and her little tournament run, and we recall something being said about the winner receiving a shot at any other title if they just so happened to be Adrenaline champion by tourney's end.
Gia: We don't have to be the brilliant schemers we are to put two and two together Selena, especially when we watch the show back and hear everyone freaking out about the implications all night. Shame it doesn't seem to have worked because your name's not on the card in that world title slot and you still weren't going to avoid us at Retribution, but you want to stand there and bitch and moan about how “unfair” it all is? Seriously?
Gina: We may be slutty clowns Selena, but you're the real joke here. Once upon a time, you were SCW's white knight and you never let anybody forget about it. You wanted things settled fairly in that ring, above all else, and you condemned bitches like us who use whatever means necessary to get our hot little asses to the top. Look at you now, though: getting yourself disqualified because you're that desperate to still be seen as the unbeatable queen you want so badly to be known as, stealing title shots that do not belong to you just to get your way? You say it's unfair that you're not world champion right now... how many times have you been world champion already?
Gia: Better yet, what have you actually done to deserve it? FYI, you can spare us the bullshit about how nobody's been able to beat you in months or whatever, because I think one thing both CHBK and Franky can agree on is taking a good look at the way you're acting and thinking to themselves “is that who we want as our world champion?” You haven't beaten anybody arguing over the next opportunity right now, you just keep trying to step into the spotlight and shove them aside. Do you even care that your supposedly good friend Amelia may be well on her way to crashing out just as badly as you have? Or how about someone like Glory, who you tried to bully out of her world title shot and now ever since she lost it she's barely done anything beyond showing up to beg daddy to give her another chance? Hell, you didn't even come out to help your own wife during Fatal Fortunes against the “unfairness” of the two of us taking advantage of the rules we got to play under to try and take away her title, Xander had to come out and do it for you.
Gina: Shame us all you want because you, like everyone else, don't seem to understand that we choose to flaunt what we've got because we know everybody wants to see it, but it hasn't stopped us from doing the one thing you keep freaking out over any time it comes up in conversation: proving ourselves. You want to talk about being unbeatable for so long? Up until recently, Gia and I were unbeatable period. Every team put in front of us, we kicked their asses, and that included the very team that shortly afterward became champions. They can cry about the how all they want, it doesn't change the fact that we beat them all and proved that we'd earned our title reign. You and Xander? Didn't even earn that, but we gave it to you anyway because you both gave us a reason to make this into something.
The scowls from the twins grow more intense the more they talk, revealing a passion that we haven't truly seen from them quite yet... a passion that has nothing to do with anything remotely sexual for once and has everything to do with how much Xander and especially Selena piss them off and how badly they want their titles back.
Gia: Speaking of the big guy, how are you holding up? Still feel like you “need” to do this to “save Selena from herself” or whatever? Because as far as we can see? It ain't working, chief. She still wants nothing to do with you, still only cares about doing everything by herself and trying to do whatever she thinks will make the whole world bow down and kiss her ass like she's the greatest wrestler ever created... hell, she still tries to kick your ass once a week and you do nothing about it! Pat yourself on the back because you think that makes you a good partner, but last we checked, that's not who Xander Fucking Valentine is supposed to be at all.
Gina: What happened to the man who doesn't play well with others and, just like Selena, wants to do everything himself because he and he alone needs the world to see him as this unstoppable force that no one can touch? That no one is allowed to beat because you say so, thinking you're just that good? What happened to the son of a bitch who told every ally he could've had to fuck off and burned whatever bridges you might've built all just to martyr yourself against the Fall of Man? Where's the Xander Valentine who's supposed to be feared because he's this ruthless, unstoppable juggernaut that makes you piss yourself once you're standing across the ring from him? Sorry, big guy... we just don't see it.
Gia: All we see is an overgrown mutt who got his balls cut off and has been nothing more than Selena's bitch for the past few months because you think you're “saving” her from something... how noble of you. Does that mean no one else who's falling down the same pit Selena threw herself into is worth saving? Pretty sure you had a respectable little thing going with the aforementioned Amelia chick until you went all “I'm Batman and I work alone and on my terms” on her. How long until that bites you in the ass, especially since you helped create whatever Selena 2.0 bullshit's going on with her recently by ending her shiny new Underground title reign? Oh is this what you meant when you told her the world doesn't need heroes, only hatchet men?
Gina: Pretty sure you were lying through your teeth to pump yourself up for the hell you created to throw yourself into, because if you actually meant a word of that? You wouldn't be trying to “save” Selena like the hero she never asked for and clearly doesn't want, you would've put her in the ground and tried to solo us just like you tried to solo the Fall of Man. Face it Xander... you let yourself get neutered somewhere along the way, and if you still think we're supposed to be afraid of you or give two shits about your so-called legend? Then maybe Selena did give you brain damage after Enigma finished handing you your ass on a silver platter. But hey, at least you also got a brief run as Underground champion without the superior monster around to break you, so maybe you aren't as useless as you've been looking lately.
Gia: Thank you though, Xander... we mean it. Thank you for letting us have our little request that we get our titles back if you and Selena get disqualified. How nice of you to be the one to have a sense of honor since Selena sold hers to take over that fantasy world you once lived in where you're the center of the universe and everything's all about you, you, you. Deep down, you know that if Frosty McBitchTits lost her cool and threw this match away, it would reflect just as badly on you and your “legend.” I mean, the history books have the two of you losing to Hollywood, for fuck's sakes! How does it feel having that on your personal record to look back on? Maybe we should print t-shirts to celebrate the occasion?
Gina: No need, Gia, because it's not going to matter after Retribution. Last time, we played around too much and banked on the two of you killing each other and doing most of the work for us. Can you really blame us though considering you two have always mixed about as well as Selena and the sun do? But we're not making that mistake again.
Gia: In case we have to spell it out for you guys, we left the fun and games behind on the beach. Got it all out of our system for a little bit. We're done playing... you two have what should rightfully still be ours, and we'll be damned if we let you think we're going to just go quietly into the night and let this petty daytime soap opera drama bullshit continue. You want us to take this seriously? Well congrats... at Retribution, right here in London? You go from being the first team to beat the Glimmer Sisters to being the first team to see what happens when we stop screwing around.
Gina: You can worry about the ticking time bomb that is Selena once she realizes she didn't get her way yet again Xander, but she's not the only bitch you're going to be worrying about on Sunday. Gia and I? We mean this as bluntly as possible when we say we're going to kick your asses and show you how wrong you both are about the two of us not belonging in this business. We've been training, we're taking this more seriously than anything else in our lives, and I mean it when I say that if the two of you want to leave Wembley with those titles? You're going to have to kill us to make it happen.
Gia: No one's been able to make that happen yet, and that was when we were still clowning around. But there's nothing funny about what's going to happen at Retribution.
Gina: By the time we're done with the two of you? Jack the Ripper himself will be smiling up at us from hell when he sees what we will do to murder the legacies of SCW's two most entitled and egotistical assholes and remind everyone of why, at the end of the night?
Gia: The Glimmer Sisters always have a plan to put ourselves on top, because that's how you survive in a world that wants you dead just because it doesn't want to understand you.
Gia & Gina both turn to glance up at the ominous looming mural of Jack the Ripper as rather sick smiles slowly begin to form on their lips. It's nothing like the arrogant, haughty, seductive looks they always wear. This is something more akin to their own version of Selena Frost's delusional madness, and as we fade out on this rather unsettling sight, we know that the Glimmers are hellbent on reclaiming what is rightfully theirs by any means necessary, and this time? They refuse to let Selena & Xander think they can stop them.
The choice of filming location isn't the only thing that feels off though. As Gia & Gina stand in a back alley, right in front of a rather disturbingly beautiful graffiti mural of a shadowed figure we assume is meant to represent Jack the Ripper looming over two women who absolutely would've been victims of his in London's past, the twins are dressed somewhat modestly for a change. Granted, tight black yoga pants and cleavage-revealing tight black cropped tank tops with leather jackets thrown on over them probably wouldn't qualify as “modest” to most people, especially since if you look hard enough you can see Gia & Gina are “nipping out” in the cool breeze which means they aren't wearing bras, but it's arguably the most tame wardrobe we've seen the Glimmers in aside from their wrestling attire. If anything does feel right about this whole scene, it's the fact that we still have no way right out of the box to tell who's who, and they don't seem too keen on resolving that for us right away.
Gia(?): I bet you lovely idiots are all surprised, huh? No over-the-top display, aside from maybe this sick mural behind us that we just so happened to stumble across, nothing too erotic or sensual that's got you already pulling your pants down while you sit there watching us.
Gina(?): We considered it, especially after all the fun we had during spring break. I mean, we embarrassed the team that beat the current tag team champions-
Gia(?): Pretty sure that's twice now we've pulled that off since coming to SCW, and we all know what happened the first time we manifested that into reality.
Gina(?): We got to flirt with a lot of cute guys and girls-
Gia(?): Oh, the stories we could share about the Breakdown after-partying we did.
Gina(?): We even gave SCW's production team a reason to actually do their jobs and kept them busy aaaaaaall night long, especially when we got to end another match topless.
Gia: I got to be topless several times that night, if that help you figure out who's who.
Gia, as we can now safely assume, gives us a flirty wink, but the mounting joy doesn't last long as both twins become serious for a change.
Gina: Yeah, spring break was the most fun we've had in quite some time, and we hope SCW considers doing it again next year.
Gia: Buuuuut... there were some things that also bugged us about spring break too. Don't worry, it had nothing to do with all your horny sinners out there. We're talking more to the gruesome twosome currently parading around with our gold.
Gina: Take that as a petty jab at your looks if you two want, because let's face it... you're not so hot in that area either, TBH. But the truth of the matter is that you're a dysfunctional mess as best. Yeah, you beat us last time around, we'll actually admit to it. Congrats, maybe we'll even give you medals if you want those too as another way to stroke your own egos.
Gia: Maybe this'll come as a shock if you two actually listen to us for once, but we can admit when we fucked up. We would still be standing here as champions with the two of you conquered and behind us if everything had gone according to plan, but we'll stroke your egos a little bit and admit that you've both earned your status as legends, hall of famers, etc. You held together with enough duck tape to prove that. Problem is... winning those titles is one thing, defending them is another.
Gina: And Gia and I? We learn from our mistakes and adapt for the future... if we couldn't do that, then we probably wouldn't be standing here, now would we? No, we'd probably be no different than the victims of Mr. Ripper behind us: corpses laying in the streets with our throats slashed open, all these luscious curves dripping blood.
Gia: Calling it now: these two egotistical fucks are probably getting off to that disgusting little mental image, Gina. They both have the mentality of serial killers who would murder someone over the pettiest of things, and I don't just say that because one of you calls yourself the Executioner.
Gina: Maybe we should check in on Deanna before we wrestle this match, make sure she's alright. I mean, who knows what Selena's done to her in this desperate bid to make the idea of “Selena Championship Wrestling” a reality?
You can almost feel the sudden chill that cuts through this back alley out of the blue. The twins both shiver a bit, and their exposed bellies do look covered in goosebumps if you look hard enough (though, let's be honest, your eyes are probably still on their nipples that seem even more prominent now trying to poke through their tops). Despite the mocking tone Gina took with her words, though, she and Gia both look deathly serious for perhaps the first time we've known them.
Gia: Real talk Selena? The way you treat Deanna is fucking horrible. I'm not saying that to get into your head or psyche you out or make Deanna consider turning on you or any of that, I'm stating a fact. We get it, you're a narcissistic bitch with an ego as fragile as the ice that you love using to define you. If you had your way, you'd be the only person holding any titles in SCW and no one would ever be allowed to challenge for any of them because in your mind, this place has to die with you and you alone at the top because this is Selena's world and we're all just living in it.
Gina: Surprise bitch, but contrary to popular belief, we actually do pay attention... a lot more than you apparently. Let's not forget that I just so happen to have a lovely little contract that affords me the luxury of doing literally anything my dirty little heart could dream of, so Gia and I have been watching, seeing how everything else plays out, scheming of what we could use it on to entertain ourselves. That means we paid attention to Deanna and her little tournament run, and we recall something being said about the winner receiving a shot at any other title if they just so happened to be Adrenaline champion by tourney's end.
Gia: We don't have to be the brilliant schemers we are to put two and two together Selena, especially when we watch the show back and hear everyone freaking out about the implications all night. Shame it doesn't seem to have worked because your name's not on the card in that world title slot and you still weren't going to avoid us at Retribution, but you want to stand there and bitch and moan about how “unfair” it all is? Seriously?
Gina: We may be slutty clowns Selena, but you're the real joke here. Once upon a time, you were SCW's white knight and you never let anybody forget about it. You wanted things settled fairly in that ring, above all else, and you condemned bitches like us who use whatever means necessary to get our hot little asses to the top. Look at you now, though: getting yourself disqualified because you're that desperate to still be seen as the unbeatable queen you want so badly to be known as, stealing title shots that do not belong to you just to get your way? You say it's unfair that you're not world champion right now... how many times have you been world champion already?
Gia: Better yet, what have you actually done to deserve it? FYI, you can spare us the bullshit about how nobody's been able to beat you in months or whatever, because I think one thing both CHBK and Franky can agree on is taking a good look at the way you're acting and thinking to themselves “is that who we want as our world champion?” You haven't beaten anybody arguing over the next opportunity right now, you just keep trying to step into the spotlight and shove them aside. Do you even care that your supposedly good friend Amelia may be well on her way to crashing out just as badly as you have? Or how about someone like Glory, who you tried to bully out of her world title shot and now ever since she lost it she's barely done anything beyond showing up to beg daddy to give her another chance? Hell, you didn't even come out to help your own wife during Fatal Fortunes against the “unfairness” of the two of us taking advantage of the rules we got to play under to try and take away her title, Xander had to come out and do it for you.
Gina: Shame us all you want because you, like everyone else, don't seem to understand that we choose to flaunt what we've got because we know everybody wants to see it, but it hasn't stopped us from doing the one thing you keep freaking out over any time it comes up in conversation: proving ourselves. You want to talk about being unbeatable for so long? Up until recently, Gia and I were unbeatable period. Every team put in front of us, we kicked their asses, and that included the very team that shortly afterward became champions. They can cry about the how all they want, it doesn't change the fact that we beat them all and proved that we'd earned our title reign. You and Xander? Didn't even earn that, but we gave it to you anyway because you both gave us a reason to make this into something.
The scowls from the twins grow more intense the more they talk, revealing a passion that we haven't truly seen from them quite yet... a passion that has nothing to do with anything remotely sexual for once and has everything to do with how much Xander and especially Selena piss them off and how badly they want their titles back.
Gia: Speaking of the big guy, how are you holding up? Still feel like you “need” to do this to “save Selena from herself” or whatever? Because as far as we can see? It ain't working, chief. She still wants nothing to do with you, still only cares about doing everything by herself and trying to do whatever she thinks will make the whole world bow down and kiss her ass like she's the greatest wrestler ever created... hell, she still tries to kick your ass once a week and you do nothing about it! Pat yourself on the back because you think that makes you a good partner, but last we checked, that's not who Xander Fucking Valentine is supposed to be at all.
Gina: What happened to the man who doesn't play well with others and, just like Selena, wants to do everything himself because he and he alone needs the world to see him as this unstoppable force that no one can touch? That no one is allowed to beat because you say so, thinking you're just that good? What happened to the son of a bitch who told every ally he could've had to fuck off and burned whatever bridges you might've built all just to martyr yourself against the Fall of Man? Where's the Xander Valentine who's supposed to be feared because he's this ruthless, unstoppable juggernaut that makes you piss yourself once you're standing across the ring from him? Sorry, big guy... we just don't see it.
Gia: All we see is an overgrown mutt who got his balls cut off and has been nothing more than Selena's bitch for the past few months because you think you're “saving” her from something... how noble of you. Does that mean no one else who's falling down the same pit Selena threw herself into is worth saving? Pretty sure you had a respectable little thing going with the aforementioned Amelia chick until you went all “I'm Batman and I work alone and on my terms” on her. How long until that bites you in the ass, especially since you helped create whatever Selena 2.0 bullshit's going on with her recently by ending her shiny new Underground title reign? Oh is this what you meant when you told her the world doesn't need heroes, only hatchet men?
Gina: Pretty sure you were lying through your teeth to pump yourself up for the hell you created to throw yourself into, because if you actually meant a word of that? You wouldn't be trying to “save” Selena like the hero she never asked for and clearly doesn't want, you would've put her in the ground and tried to solo us just like you tried to solo the Fall of Man. Face it Xander... you let yourself get neutered somewhere along the way, and if you still think we're supposed to be afraid of you or give two shits about your so-called legend? Then maybe Selena did give you brain damage after Enigma finished handing you your ass on a silver platter. But hey, at least you also got a brief run as Underground champion without the superior monster around to break you, so maybe you aren't as useless as you've been looking lately.
Gia: Thank you though, Xander... we mean it. Thank you for letting us have our little request that we get our titles back if you and Selena get disqualified. How nice of you to be the one to have a sense of honor since Selena sold hers to take over that fantasy world you once lived in where you're the center of the universe and everything's all about you, you, you. Deep down, you know that if Frosty McBitchTits lost her cool and threw this match away, it would reflect just as badly on you and your “legend.” I mean, the history books have the two of you losing to Hollywood, for fuck's sakes! How does it feel having that on your personal record to look back on? Maybe we should print t-shirts to celebrate the occasion?
Gina: No need, Gia, because it's not going to matter after Retribution. Last time, we played around too much and banked on the two of you killing each other and doing most of the work for us. Can you really blame us though considering you two have always mixed about as well as Selena and the sun do? But we're not making that mistake again.
Gia: In case we have to spell it out for you guys, we left the fun and games behind on the beach. Got it all out of our system for a little bit. We're done playing... you two have what should rightfully still be ours, and we'll be damned if we let you think we're going to just go quietly into the night and let this petty daytime soap opera drama bullshit continue. You want us to take this seriously? Well congrats... at Retribution, right here in London? You go from being the first team to beat the Glimmer Sisters to being the first team to see what happens when we stop screwing around.
Gina: You can worry about the ticking time bomb that is Selena once she realizes she didn't get her way yet again Xander, but she's not the only bitch you're going to be worrying about on Sunday. Gia and I? We mean this as bluntly as possible when we say we're going to kick your asses and show you how wrong you both are about the two of us not belonging in this business. We've been training, we're taking this more seriously than anything else in our lives, and I mean it when I say that if the two of you want to leave Wembley with those titles? You're going to have to kill us to make it happen.
Gia: No one's been able to make that happen yet, and that was when we were still clowning around. But there's nothing funny about what's going to happen at Retribution.
Gina: By the time we're done with the two of you? Jack the Ripper himself will be smiling up at us from hell when he sees what we will do to murder the legacies of SCW's two most entitled and egotistical assholes and remind everyone of why, at the end of the night?
Gia: The Glimmer Sisters always have a plan to put ourselves on top, because that's how you survive in a world that wants you dead just because it doesn't want to understand you.
Gia & Gina both turn to glance up at the ominous looming mural of Jack the Ripper as rather sick smiles slowly begin to form on their lips. It's nothing like the arrogant, haughty, seductive looks they always wear. This is something more akin to their own version of Selena Frost's delusional madness, and as we fade out on this rather unsettling sight, we know that the Glimmers are hellbent on reclaiming what is rightfully theirs by any means necessary, and this time? They refuse to let Selena & Xander think they can stop them.