Adrenaline 12: World Grand Prix Finals

Last week on Pro Wrestling X!

[“See’s Me Through” by Ditchwater plays as footage of Ryan Kidd and Cameron Capone tearing it up is shown]

Ryan Kidd earned himself a PWX Contract! What is the SoCal Superstar going to do now?

[Shots of Jason Aries winning his three way dance against Josh Davis and Mike Dimter are shown]

Jason Aries walked out in victory-shutting down Dimter and Davis. Now he looks at a shot at the Hybrid Title!

[Footage of Jessica Harmony advancing over Josh Graves is shown, mixed with footage of Marisol Hawkes defeating Chaos]

The former TRUE TV Champion was successful-advancing to the Finals. What will happen when she meets fellow Elite member, Marisol Hawkes next week?]

[Footage of Kerry Windsor advancing over Bob Pooler are shown]

And what of the third person in the mix, Kerry Windsor? What will happen when these three combustable elements meet in the main event of Adrenaline 12? Find out..NEXT!

[The opening pyro shoots off-and the crowd chants “PWX”]

Ricky Cravate: We are LIVE from the MTS Centre in Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada-and WELCOME to PWX ADRENALINE!

Chris Caudill: It’s been building to this night all month. The finals of the WORLD GRAND PRIX!

Ricky Cravate: Jessica Harmony, Marisol Hawkes and Kerry Windsor walk into the main event tonight-but only one will walk out with a World Title shot-next week at Unbreakable!

Chris Caudill: Before that, let’s welcome last weeks Proving Ground winner…RYAN KIDD! As he takes on the “Destroyer of Worlds” in Chaos!

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SINGLES MATCH
Ryan Kidd vs Chaos

[The fans cheer as Ryan Kidd heads down the ramp-to an array of cheers-only to be jumped by Chaos from behind. He delivers shot after shot to the back of his adversary before throwing him into the railing-and drives a pair of knee's into his gut. He smiles as he throws Kidd into the ring-and climbs in. The bell finally rings.]

Chris Caudill: Chaos is a beast!

Ricky Cravate: You know Chaos is pissed about losing last week!

[The ref holds Chaos back-as Kidd gets to his feet. As soon as Ryan gets to his feet he gives him a stiff kick in the gut, followed by a few Knife edge chops. The sound can he heard echoing in the building, and Chaos reaches up to hit Kidd square in the jaw. Kidd stumbles back and gets a kick to the gut followed by a DDT. Kidd picks himself back up as Chaos grabs a hold of him and whips him into the ropes. But Kidd comes back with force,kicking him in the face, and dropping him with a leg across the back of the head. Chaos tries to get up but Kidd is right there to hold his head down and send a few forearm smashes to Chaos’s back. Chaos falls to one knee and Kidd grabs him by the chest, and throws him into the corner. ]

Chris Caudill: Ryan Kidd is fighting to get back into this!

Ricky Cravate: This kid-no pun intended-is determined to pick up the win tonight.

[Ryan Kidd runs into the corner-and goes for a splash, only to receive a boot to the face. Kidd tries again to get to Chaos, but again Chaos kicks Kidd in the face. Chaos bounces out of the corner trying to clothesline Kidd, but Ryan Kidd ducks. He runs off the ropes and hits a springboard cross body- Chaos grabs a hold of Kidd, looking for some sort of power slam, He drops Kidd hard on his back-and hooks the legs for the cover:

ONE!!

TWO!!

THR—KICKOUT!!

[Chaos picks him up, and shoots him into the ropes. He lifts him up for a powerbomb-but Ryan Kidd hits a head scissors-sending Chaos rolling all the way to the floor. The fans cheer as he gets up-and hits a plancha-taking out the Destroyer of Worlds on the floor as well.]

Chris Caudill: Ryan Kidd impressive tonight.

Ricky Cravate: The momentum could be changing now!

[Ryan Kidd gets to his feet, and catches Chaos with a hard kick to the side of the head. He follows it up by a running knee strike-knocking the bigger man back into the railing. The ref begins his count, reaching 3 before Chaos runs at Kidd-only to get hit with a drop toe hold-slamming him face first into the ring steps. The crowd cheers as he slides Chaos back into the ring-and climbs to the top rope. He goes for a Phoenix Splash-but Chaos rolls out of the way, and Ryan Kidd crashes and burns. ]

Chris Caudill: Simple and effective evasion by the veteran Chaos.

Ricky Cravate: Stopping the momentum before it can even get started.

[In the ring, Chaos measures Kidd-setting up for a violent spear. He runs at him-only for Kidd to side step and send Chaos shoulder first into the turnbuckle. He stumbles out, as Kidd bounces off the ropes and hits the Engine 45-as Chaos is doubled over in pain. The fans cheer as he hooks the leg:

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!

The bell rings as Ryan Kidd rolls to the floor in excitement.

WINNER: Ryan Kidd via pinfall @ 4:56

[The fans cheer as Ryan Kidd slaps five with the fans at ringside, and heads up the ramp, celebrating a huge victory.]

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SEGMENT

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NON TITLE MATCH:
Mike Dimter & Mike Blade vs PWX World Tag Team Champions The Hollywood Boyz

[The fans cheer as the two teams start off in the ring. Hollywood and Dimter lock up-and he immediately gets thrown into the ropes and dropped with a shoulder block on the rebound. Hollywood drops the elbow across his chest-and gets a 1 count from the ref as the crowd rallies behind them. He shoots Dimter into the ropes-and drops him face first with the flap jack-before running the ropes and kicking Dimter in the face with a shining wizard kick. He rolls him into a cover:

ONE!

TWO--Mike Blade breaks up the pin]

Ricky Cravate: We shouldn't count these kids out yet.

Chris Caudill: Yes we should…

[Zion hits the ring-and drops Blade with a hard lariat. He picks up Dimter and shoots him into the rings-before lifting him up. Hollywood comes from behind and they drop him with a huge 3D esque maneuver as the crowd erupts loudly. They both stand up-as Blade gets to his feet. The fans explode as they drop him with a double super kick.]

Crowd: FTS! FTS! FTS!

[Blade falls through the ropes to the floor. They turn their attention to Mike Dimter, and drop him with Lights Camera Action, before rolling him into the pin:

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!

WINNERS: Brian Hollywood & Darin Zion via pinfall @ 2:30

[The fans cheer as their music echoes throughout the arena. Suddenly, the arena goes black.]

Chris Caudill: This is never good...

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When You're Ripe….

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Your fate is in our hands…

["Elite" by the Deftones because to echo throughout the arena as the fans have a very mixed reaction. The camera pans up the stage, where we see Jessica Harmony and Marisol Hawkes stepping out onto the stage.]

Chris Caudill: half of the Elite is on the stage…where is Joe and James though?

[Silkk and Johnson hop the railing at ringside, and slide into the ring. The girls make their way to the ring-and climb up on the apron-telling The Hollywood Boyz to turn around. They do, and get attacked by Silkk and Johnson. Johnson and Zion brawl-while Silkk finally gets his hands on Brian Hollywood. The Hollywood Boyz begin to fight back-as Hollywood ducks a roaring elbow from Silkk, and turns him around-only to drop him with a super kick. He smirks as he goes after Joe-who just knocked Zion through the ropes with an elbow smash. He turns around and exchanges blows with Hollywood-who throws a knee and sends him into the corner. He than grabs Marisol by the hair-and tries to drag her into the ring, until Silkk comes from behind with a forearm to the head. He quickly hooks the arms and drops him with the Dream Killer as the fans have a mixed reaction. Jess hands him a steel chair-as he drags Hollywood out. He sets the chair up-and he and Joe Johnson lifts him up-and delivers a double power bomb into the back of the folding chair. He smiles as Mari hands him his World Title and a microphone, as the ladies join them in the ring. Joe holds Hollywood up in a camel clutch type hold-while James sits down on the chair.]

James Silkk: I told you Brian, that I'd kill your dreams tonight…

[The crowd begins to boo as James chuckles.]

James Silkk: Maybe you didn't get the memo….but we are The Elite. We are the best in the [bleep]ing world! And Brian…your fate is OURS to decide.

[The crowd begins to boo more.]

James Silkk: See..thats what this is all about. It's about respect. I am the PWX World Champion, a championship that has been held by some of the greats. Names like Michael Norcia, PKA, Pete Ebdon, and Ness. Names like Skylar Kelly, Corey Gein, and Jeremiah Belmont have all had their greasy mitts on this championship-and they all get more respect than I do. Why is that Brian? I crippled your companies founder-and nothing. What are those dregs doing today? Norcia is chopping wood in some log cabin filled to the brim with Jack Daniels. PKA is running some shit hole indy fed with a Sheep on the roster, Pete Ebdon is MIA, Ness is retired!

[The crowd pops for all those names]

James Silkk: Skylar Kelly is retired, Corey Gein is in some redneck corner of the globe-beating himself with light tubes, and Jeremiah Belmont is off sucking blood…amongst other things! None of them are relevant to anything anymore-but they still get more respect than I do! Well tonight..that changes.

[James shoves the title into Brian Hollywoods face.]

James Silkk: I know this is what you want Brian. This is what you're after. You're a damn liar if you say otherwise. I know you're going to do everything within your power to ensure that I don't walk away from Unbreakable with this. It doesn't matter-because win or lose-the title is staying Elite for a very long time. I will hold this damn belt hostage until you show me the respect I deserve Brian….and that includes being ringside this Thursday Night for TRUE in Ohio…I will be there. I will be on screen, and I will show off this title on their show. Who knows-maybe I'll even throw it in the [bleep]ing garbage-where dregs like you can fight over it-while I someHOW move on to bigger and better things than this….and you know how much I hate this word…but this Fischer-Price fed, and this Fischer-Price World Title!

[The crowd boo's loudly as James stands up, and Joe drops Hollywood.]

James Silkk: We are the Elite….we are the best in the world at what we do……and your fate is in our hands…..

[Silkk kicks Hollywood in the head-and throws the mic down as "Elite" reprises.]

Chris Caudill: You don't think he'd really go there..do you?

Ricky Cravate: To TRUE? Yeah. They've been talking it about it on Twitter.

Chris Caudill: No…he said 'somehow' with emphasis on the HOW part….

Ricky Cravate: I don't get i----ohhhhhhhh. You don't think…

[Chris face palms as we cut to the next segment]



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Aries Speaks

[We fade backstage, where Jason Aries is seen in deep thought. As the camera slowly zooms in Jason notices it but does not say a word. The camera is now in front of him as Jason has an intense look on his face his eyes just staring in to the camera. Jason seems ready to explode at any moment as he takes in a slow deep breathe as he seems to collect his thoughts. Jason rolls his shoulders as he breaks his silence as he begins speaking to the camera.

Jason Aries: Josh Graves!!! You know I am getting really sick and tired of you XWF boys walking in to our world and then ducking us like some punks. I know you’re here and still nothing not one damn word has come out of your mouth and it just really shows what kind of man you are. I thought you were here to hang on to past glory but truth be told there is no glory in hiding and not saying a word. Josh Graves consider this your last stand because you have truly shown everyone what kind of man you have become. I am Jason Aries I am professional wrestling!"

[He gets up, and heads toward the ring for their match-which is next!]

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WINNER CHALLENGES FOR HYBRID TITLE @ UNBREAKABLE
Josh Graves vs Jason Aries

[Jason and Graves circle each other, looking for leverage, moving into a collar and elbow tie up that ends when Jason sends Graves packing to the ropes. Graves manages to hook, stopping his momentum in time, narrowly avoiding Jason’s dropkick attempt. Jason pops back to his feet, as the crowd erupts in cheers, only to be leveled with a springboard dropkick from the former Evolution Champion. The crowd is on their feet, cheering wildly as Graves drags Jason up, sending him into the corner. Graves wastes no time, immediately charging into the corner where Jason is trying to find his footing, spearing the challenger into the steel post.]

Ricky Cravate: A big spear into the ring post

Chris Caudil: There was absolutely no give to that post. That hurt a great deal, but Jason can battle back.

[Graves pulls Jason back upright, his expression fierce as he pummels Jason with a series of hard punches. Jason manages to get in a few weak punches of his own; albeit one-handed as his other hand is wrapped around his middle. Suddenly, the momentum shifts as Jason manages to connect with a throat thrust that has Graves stumbling back. He wastes no time, grabbing Graves’s head and slamming him down with a lightning-quick DDT.]

Ricky Cravate: A big flurry of punches from Jason Aries

Chris Caudil: What a DDT. That snapped Graves down really fast.

[Jason grabs a handful of Graves’s hair, dragging him upright before slamming his fist into Josh's face, shaking his head as though disgusted at having to resort to the same cheap shots. Jason hoists Graves him up, holding him in the air for an impossibly long time, and then, instead of executing the vertical suplex it looked like he was intending, falls forward, slamming Graves into the canvas with a faceplant. Graves is quick to his feet, despite the cobwebs, and he charges at Jason, taking him down with a messy fisherman suplex. Jason however, is faster on his feet, and he manages to capitalize on the botched move when Graves makes it to his feet. Jason hits Graves in the back of the head with a scissor kick, sending the champion to his knees and the crowd to their feet as the tide turns again. This he follows with a series of kawada kicks, grasping the back of Graves’s head and kicking him in the face as the crowd counts out the blows.]

Ricky Cravate: This has been one hell of a battle. Back and forth.

Chris Caudil: No doubt about it Ricky. With a shot at the Hybrid Championship on the line…these two are giving it their all.

[Jason scoops Graves up, and takes him back down with a tiger suplex. The Dark Horse writhes in pain; his face is decorated with looks of pure agony. Again, Jason lifts Graves to his feet and tosses him through the middle ropes, where he sprawls on the ground, still dazed. Jason runs across the ring, and slides to the outside with a baseball slide that connects with Graves just as he’s rising. Graves crumples, and Jason slams into the unforgiving metal as well.]

Ricky Cravate: A big tiger suplex!

Chris Caudil: These two are not holding back.

[The crowd is going nuts, chanting for both men as Graves and Jason make it to their feet at the same time. Graves tries to sling Jason at the ringpost, but Jason resists, instead sending Graves packing. He hits the unforgiving steel hard, and Jason charges in, looking for a running spear on Josh, but he dodges, at the last second, giving Jason a taste of his own medicine. Graves grabs Jason, slinging him back into the ring.]

Ricky Cravate: Graves hit the post hard

Chris Caudil: So did Jason... that post is taking some abuse this match.

Ricky Cravate: Poor post…

[Graves uses the ropes to get to his feet, staggering slightly, still favoring his back from Jason’s assaults. A sort of eerie silence falls over he crowd as Jason lurches to his feet, staring down Graves from across the ring. Jason and Graves meet in the middle of the ring and stand nose to nose. The two men engage in a second collar and elbow tie and fight to gain control. Graves uses his strength, and obvious size advantage to gain the upper hand on Jason, immediately spinning him around into a side chancery. Despite the pain, Jason pushes Graves off of him and sends him into the ropes. Graves bounces back only to be met with a belly to belly suplex.]

Ricky Cravate: Big belly to belly by Jason

Chris Caudil: These two men don't like each other very much.

Ricky Cravate: As you've said Chris..I don't think its that. They both have points to prove, and they both want to be Hybrid Champion!

[Jason hits Graves with a few shots to the ribs, working on the injury. Graves crumbles to his knees, gasping in pain as Jason moves to lock on a half Boston crab.]

Ricky Cravate: Jason looks to be taking advantage of Graves's sore ribs

Chris Caudil: Smart move by Jason.

[Jason breaks the hold seconds after Graves’s fingers close around the bottom rope, and he moves away, giving Josh space to get back up. Graves does, albeit a bit more slowly than before, and immediately, Jason charges at him. The fans cheer as the challenger connects with another spear, knocking Graves off of his feet.]

Ricky Cravate: Another spear!

Chris Caudil: I didn't know this was a Batista or Goldberg match

Ricky Cravate: Kayfabe!

Chris Caudil: The fourth wall has already been blown up, get over it.

[Graves struggles to his feet, shaking away the cobwebs, but Jason is right there, and he takes Josh down with a vicious Russian legsweep, slamming his face off the middle and bottom turnbuckle with the move, landing atop Graves with his full weight. He locks on a vicious crossface hold, but has to let it go before he can do any real damage. Graves bucks like a bronco, but it’s a weak attempt. Both men are feeling the pain of this brutal matchup now.]

Ricky Cravate: This has been one hell of a match so far.

Chris Caudil: Its been pretty brutal. You can tell both of them are pretty beat up.

[Jason rolls up to his knees first, hooking Graves’s arms and rolling him into a small package. Graves shifts his weight, rolling it back and reversing it into a modified inside cradle that gets a quick two count.]

Ricky Cravate: That was a close one!

Chris Caudil: Sneaky way to win with an inside cradle... I love it.

[In disgust, Graves releases the hold, stumbling to his feet and pulling Jason up with him before sending him packing at the ropes again. Smiling, rolling his shoulders and circling, Graves crouches, waiting for Jason to regain his footing. As soon as he makes it to his feet, Graves charges with a football tackle, but Jason manages to save himself by diving aside. Instead, Graves connects with the referee, driving him back hard into the steel ringpost. The ref hits the mat like a ton of bricks and Graves whips Jason at the ropes, connecting with a cross body block that sends him sprawling to the floor. Graves seizes the ropes, vaulting over and landing heavily atop Jason, his feet stomping on Jason’s chest. Roughly, Graves grabs Jason’s hair, pulling him to his feet and sending him head first into the steel barrier. Graves, however, isn’t satisfied as he hoists Jason in a fireman carry and brings him back towards the ring, dropping him atop the steel steps with a vicious slamJason crumples to the floor as the crowd erupts in a "This Is Awesome" chant.]

Ricky Cravate: The ref is down! The crowd is going absolutely crazy.

[Graves shoves Jason off the steel steps, where he remains, sprawled motionless. With a roar, Graves kicks the stairs, separating the two pieces and as the crowd roars in disapproval, he grabs the larger bottom step, raising it above his head.]

Ricky Cravate: Jason is in a great deal of trouble

Chris Caudil: That man has murder in his eyes.

[Jason suddenly lashes out with his foot, catching Graves’s knee. The crowd is on their feet, chanting Jason’s name and cheering loud enough to blow the roof off the arena. The steel steps clatter to the ground, useless as Graves falls, clutching his knee, actually in pain.]

Ricky Cravate: Big kick to the knee.

Chris Caudil: That can be quite damaging. It could ruin someone's career.

[Jason pulls himself unsteadily to his feet, seeming to draw energy from the enthusiastic support of the crowd. Outwardly calm, Jason rolls Graves back into the ring just as the referee makes it back to his feet. Jason pulls Graves forward, trying to sling him at the ropes, but Graves resists, using all his mass to pull back. Instead, Graves sends Jason at the ropes, heavily favoring his left leg. Jason comes off the ropes, expertly moving into a strangely modified drop toehold, and he takes Graves down with ease, managing to lock on a kneelock submission, wrenching on the injured knee. Closing his eyes against the pain, Graves shows impressive stamina by rolling around, and in speed and power motivated by the pain, he manages to reverse the hold, wrapping Jason up in an elevated dragon sleeper bridge.]

Ricky Cravate: These two have displayed quite a bit of technical prowess.

[Jason cries out in pain, tears streaming from his eyes, but he refuses to tap out as Graves tries to break his neck. After all, his career is on the line now. Howling in frustration, Graves releases the hold, viciously kicking Jason hard in the midsection. He goes for an inverted stunner-but Aries blocks it. He throws a hard elbow strike to the jaw, and than lifts Josh Graves up with a brain buster. The fans have a mixed reaction as he rolls Graves into the cover:

ONE!!

TWO!!!!!

THREEE!!!!!!!

The bell rings as Aries rolls to the floor, as "Personal Jesus" reprises.

WINNER: Jason Aries via pinfall @ 11:17

The fans have a mixed reaction as Aries holds his arms up-and motions for a title belt around his waist.]

Chris Caudill: Next week at Unbreakable, that man will challenge Bob Pooler for the PWX Hybrid Championship!

Ricky Cravate: I'm excited!

[We fade to black as Aries celebrates his win on the stage.]

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[Backstage, we are taken to the medical area where we see Brian Hollywood holding an ice pack to his head. Hollywood looks a little dazed, but is seemingly alright. Jerry Clark walks up to Hollywood as Hollywood slowly looks up and sees him.]

Hollywood: Let me guess. Backstage Interviewer.

Jerry: How did you..

[Hollywood cuts him off.]

Hollywood: I know when I get hit in the head hard enough, I see backstage interviewers who remind me of Shawn Lester.

[Crowd laugh in the background.]

Hollywood: What do you want Jerry? Since I'm not in the mood to fuck around with the interview tonight, let's just get this over with.

Jerry: Hollywood, earlier tonight you and Zion defeated Mike Dimter and Mike Blade in a rather glorified squash match. How does that make you feel in a tag team competitor scene?

[Hollywood continues to sport the icepack on his head. He shakes his head before speaking.]

Hollywood: How does that make me feel? It reminds me of just another two wrestlers who thought they hit the big time in PWX. I don't know why, but when people face the Hollywood Boyz, they automatically think they are stars. I honestly don't know why people think that. Of course, even I couldn't place a good answer on that with a throbbing headache.

[Jerry nods his head in agreement.]

Jerry: So, could you please tell us what happened after your match with Dimter and Blade?

[Hollywood pauses for a moment. He then slowly stands up and removes the icepack from his head. Hollywood then slams the icepack down as it shatters everywhere. Hollywood just stares a serious hole into Jerry, who looks like he could shit his pants at anytime.]

Hollywood: You want to know what happened? Zion and I were laid the fuck out by the Cock star and his band of bandwagoners. Although, they call themselves the Elite. Let me ask you something Jerry. What kind of people call themselves the Elite and then come down after your match and jump you? For what? What kind of point were they trying to prove? I have all those answers Jerry. It's because Hawkes and Johnson think that I pose a threat to their existence around here in PWX. It's because I'm the one who's actually not bowing down to a bunch of amateur young bloods who think they have all the answers around here. Silkk is programming them bad shit in their heads. Just because I don't agree with the way they are throwing themselves around here, they have to attack. Why do you think no one else has done it? It's because they don't have the balls nor the guts to speak up. I'm not afraid. I've been around the park here in PWX. I've seen it all, I've been through it all. I'm not just a legend around here Jerry. I'm respected. Guys like Hawkes and Johnson are nothing but followers. Their sheep. They are following a worthless piece of shit who uses their own family members daughters against them. What kind of respect is that? What kind of leadership is that? There's none there Jerry. I'm not going to stand by and watch it corrupt through the entire ranks of PWX.

[Hollywood looks back at the medical official who signals for him to sit back down. Hollywood shakes his head as he argues with him.]

Hollywood: No. I'm not that hurt. A headache is all I'm really dealing with. It's not like I've experienced worse.

[Hollywood starts to ignore the medical staff and looks right back at Jerry and picks up where he left off.]

Hollywood: Jerry, what Silkk and his sheep did out there was nothing but disrespect. They can't handle people who are against them. One disagreement from theirs and they take out the disagreements. That's what the Elite is. You either agree with them or you don't. Well, I happen to be one of the people who STRONGLY disagree with them. Especially Silkk. He took out one of my best friends in this industry. He took out my fellow brother, John Pariah. You fuck with John you fuck with me. Silkk should know the family motto. Unless he forgot just what the family is all about. I mean, Silkk clearly and cold blooded turned on the family. He put John in the ICU. Now, he's threatening to do the same to me. Silkk doesn't know what I can do to him. He doesn't know what I've done to people. However, Silkk made it personal. Silkk signed his own death when he not only attacked Pariah, but took a potshot at me. Silkk will learn tonight, that it doesn't take much to send a message back.

[Jerry looks on confused]

Jerry: Send a message back?

Hollywood: That's exactly what I said didn't I? As far as the Elite are concerned, they think they've got Zion and I pegged. They made the mistake in taking the first shot earlier. Now, it's time to fire back. I'm thinking I'm going to pay a certain person or two a visit tonight and let them witness what effects things have when you fuck with yours truly, Mr. Executive himself, Brian Hollywood. I can tell you one thing that is going to come out of tonight Jerry. One person will not only be royally fucked and pissed off, but they are going to find out just how much I can change things drastically in the blink of an eye. You can bet that as an Executive Promise.

[Hollywood walks off screen leaving Jerry behind and the medical staff. One of the medical staff try to flag down Hollywood, but all of a sudden, we see the security medical staff member get an Executive Promise that sends him flying across the screen in the background. The downed security guy with the medical staff is briefly shown as we cut back to ringside.]

Ricky: What the hell was that all about?

Chris: Looks like Brian Hollywood is not done tonight.

Ricky: You think! He just kicked a security medical staff personal!

Chris: That would be him making a point. He warned them that he was fine. Obviously, the point got across. Literally.

Ricky: At any rate, if Hollywood means what he says, then I'm very curious to see what happens next.

Chris: All I know is that it's going to take more than a Dream Killer to keep Hollywood down.

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NO DQ | PROVING GROUND MATCH:
Joe Johnson vs "Mr. Controversy" Timothy Hunt

[Timothy Hunt stands atop the entranceway staring out and surveying the massive crowd as a slight gasp breaks from the crowd. Timothy Hunt turns just in time to see Joe running out from the entranceway with a chair held high, Timothy Hunt sees him but can do nothing as the steel bends sickeningly around his skull.]

Chris Caudill: Oh my god, looks like Joe Johnson doesn’t want to wait.

Ricky Cravate: Joe is taking the fight to "Mr. Controversy"-who has had issues with his stable mates in The Elite, specifically his girlfriend Jessica Harmony-and Marisol Hawkes.

[Joe stands over Timothy Hunt for a second and then raises the bent chair up for all to see as the crowd shower him in cheers. He stands tall for a second before dropping the chair and starting towards the ring. The crowd continue to cheer and Timothy Hunt doesn’t move as they begin to chant for him to stay down. Meanwhile Joe looks under the ring and begins producing an array of weapons; including a table, and a garbage can full of various weapons. The crowd begin to roar and raise to the feet as Timothy Hunt stirs and tries to push himself up off of the cold concrete floor.]

Chris Caudill: He may be the new dogh here in PWX. But he's been all talk online this week. He's not going to go down easily.]

Ricky Cravate: Whatever, its time to take out the trash.

[Joe walks towards Timothy Hunt with a bat in hand, as Timothy Hunt gets to his knees and tries to evade the attack. Joe swings for the fences and breaks the bat in two across his back, Timothy Hunt goes down and stays limp. Joe reaches down and grabs Timothy Hunt by the hair, he pulls at him dragging him across the concrete pulling out handfuls of hair as he goes. Timothy Hunt begins to come around again and reaches wildly clutching at air as Joe drags him to the ring all the while badmouthing him.]

Ricky Cravate: This has become personal for Mr. Johnson.

Chris Caudill: Plus..it's believed that Timothy Hunt stole the World Title from his friend-James Silkk. So he has a lot of sins to answer for.

[Timothy Hunt reaches out and grabs onto the gaurdrailing, a fan grabs his desperately searching hand and helps him drag himself back onto the railing breaking Joes grip. Joe yells dementedly at the fan and the fan yells back almost causing an altercation until Timothy Hunt lashes out with a monster left hand, Joe reels back and has to catch himself on the ringpost as Timothy Hunt staggers toward him. The two exchange blows, and Hunt throws a wild knee-driving it into the ribs of Mr. Joe Johnson. He throws him head first into the railing-and then delivers a hard knee to the head as the crowd boo's loudly. He picks him up-and quickly throws him into the ring steps, and smashes his face across the steps. He smirks to the crowd-as Joe staggers up.]

Chris Caudill: Timothy Hunt mounting a comeback…

[Timothy Hunt lashes out with another left and Joe goes to one knee to regather himself. Timothy Hunt screams with rage as he charges forward but Joe is quick grabbing a single leg of a chair lying at ringside, he turns his body and swings the chair with all of his might hitting Timothy Hunt just above the eye. The steel piping of the chair mashes bone and breaks skin with a sickening crunch and Timothy Hunt goes down face first in a shower of blood.]

Chris Caudill: HOLY CRAP!

Ricky Cravate: That was insane, did you see that blood?

Chris Caudill: These two are going to kill each other!

[Joe regathers himself and checks his jaw quickly before grabbing Timothy Hunt by the shorts and rolling him into the ring. The ref looks on helpless as Joe yells at he timekeeper to start the bell, apparently we are now underway.]

Chris Caudill: This is bad, real bad, the match is only just starting and Timothy Hunt is already busted open and unconscious.

[Joe looks down at the blood pooling by Timothy Hunt face with a savage grin. He drops to a knee and rolls Timothy Hunt over, he calls for a ref and mercifully he pins Timothy Hunt shoulders to the mat. The ref gets down…

1..

2..

No, Joe pulls Timothy Hunt shoulder up off of the mat and looks out to the crowd in a stupid show of mock surprise. He stands up hands on hips and shakes his head with a big grin. Joe slides out of the ring and walks around the ring selecting his weapons, he throws in a garbage can. Timothy Hunt slowly gets to his feet, and looks at Joe-who is sliding back into the ring. He quickly baseball slide the trashcan into his face as the crowd boo's loudly. He once again uses the ropes to get to his feet, before reaching into his trunks. He gets turned around by Joe-and sprays him with a can of mace he pulled from his trunks as the fans boo. He quickly follows up with a roll up:

ONE!!

TWO!!

THREE!!!!

The bell rings as Timothy Hunt rolls to the floor as the crowd explodes with boos.]

WINNER: Timothy Hunt via pinfall @ 10:48

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[Timothy Hunt is heading up the railing, while EMTs are checking on Joe Johnson. Suddenly, "Like A Boss" hits the PA system and Darrell Hayes steps out onto the stage.]

Darrell Hayes: Mr. Hunt..welcome to PWX!

[He shakes his hand.]

Darrell Hayes: But that was such an insanely brutal match..since you've won your Proving Ground match, next week at Unbreakable-you will collide with the man who won HIS proving ground match last week, Mr. Ryan Kidd!!

[Hunt smirks and shakes Darrell Hayes hands.]

Darrell Hayes: Have a great day kids!

Chris Caudill: My god!

Ricky Cravate: What a huge match added to Unbreakable-Hunt vs Kidd?

Chris Caudill: Not to mention…the Hollywood Boyz will defend the World Tag Team Titles against the runners up of the World Grand Prix!

Ricky Cravate: Plus, Jason Aries challenges Bob Pooler for the PWX Hybrid Championship!

Chris Caudill: But who will challenge James Silkk for the World Title? We'll find out..NEXT!

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[The three finalists are in the ring, as the crowd cheers.]

Chris Caudill: Ladies and Gentlemen, it is time for the Finals of the 2012 World Grand Prix!

[The camera pans to the announce table, where a large trophy sits.]

Ricky Cravate: That's the prize to the winner of this match-plus as an added bonus-they will challenge the person who is joining us here at ringside, the PWX World Champion James Silkk next week at Unbreakable!

[Silkk sits down, and puts on a head set.]

James Silkk: Thank you guys for having me out here again.

Ricky Cravate: Any time champ. Brian Hollywood may not-but we respect you!

Chris Caudill: speak for yourself…

James Silkk: What was that Chris?

Chris Caudill: Let's send it to Alexis for the match!

MAIN EVENT:
WORLD GRAND PRIX TOURNAMENT | FINAL ROUND MATCH
No DQ | No Count Out | No Time Limit | Elimination Rules
Kerry Windsor (REVIVAL) vs Jessica Harmony (TRUE) vs Marisol Hawkes (PWX)

Alexis Lace: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest will be No Disqualification, No Countout, and No Time Limit!

Crowd: PWX! PWX! PWX! PWX!

Alexis Lace: Ladies and Gentlemen, this ONE FALL contest is the final round of the 2012 PWX World Grand Prix Tournament! Introducing first, representing REVIVAL….KERRY WINDSOR!!

[The crowd has a mixed reaction. Footage of Windsor advancing over Silkk and Pooler are shown]

James Silkk: That man took me to the limit in the first round.

Ricky Cravate: You should of won.

Alexis Lace: Introducing next…representing PWX….MARISOL HAWKES!!

[The crowd is mixed for her as well, as she smiles and points to Silkk.]

Chris Caudill: Your lovely fiancé, James….any bias toward her?

James Silkk: Honestly no. It doesn't matter whose going to win this match Chris. We will STEAL THE SHOW at Unbreakable.

Alexis Lace: And next, representing TRUE….JESSICA HARMONY!

[The crowd is mixed for her as well. She points right to Marisol-yelling bring it.]

Chris Caudill: These two had a bit of a scuffle on Twitter earlier today.

Ricky Cravate: Considering they're stable mates-thats pretty odd.

James Silkk: It's natural. These are two females in their prime. They both want to win, and they both want to be champion. They fight like sisters.

[The bell rings-as the ref asks everyone to shake hands. Kerry obliges, but the fire works start with Mari and Jess go to shake hands. They begin arguing with each other-and Jess goes right on the attack, slapping Mari across the face. The two lock up-and Jess shoots her into the ropes. On the rebound, she rolls Mari through with a single leg crab, wrenching back on the leg and lower back. Mari rolls to her back-and forces her off by kicking her in the chest with her free leg. She rolls to her feet, and the two lock up again.]

Chris Caudill: Kerry is a genius. He's letting these two women take each other apart.

[Mari quickly snaps Jess over with a side head lock takedown, and rolls into an umbrella pin. She gets a one count before Jess rolls her into a crucifix, and gets a one count for herself. Mari rolls to her feet-and quickly drops her with a kick to the ribs as the crowd pops. She grabs Jess by the hair and lifts her up-shooting her into the corner. She runs at her-delivering a high knee in the corner. She drags her out by the arm-and pulls her arms around her neck-before dropping her backwards onto her knees.]

Chris Caudill: That looks like your Atavist move?

James Silkk: It is…she's a quick learner that Marisol…

[She drops Jess across her knee's with the Atavist, as the crowd pops loudly. She quickly rolls her into the cover:

ONE!

TWO--Kerry breaks it up. Mari gets up to confront Mister Revival, and he backs up a few steps, allowing Jess to get up and quickly try to roll Mari up:

ONE!

TWO--KICKOUT!

The two women get to their feet-and lock up once more-with Mari snapping her over with an arm drag. Jess responds in kind with one of her own. She than goes behind Mari and shoves her into the turnbuckle-pulling her backwards with a rolling German Suplex. She bridges into the cover:

ONE!

TWO!!

THR--KICKOUT!]

Chris Caudill: Kerry Windsor was about to break up that pinfall attempt, but Mari was able to kick out.

James Silkk: Cowardice strategy….but smart. I won't argue that. Let the other two people in a three way match tear each other apart.

[Jess lifts her up-and shoots her into the turnbuckle. She lifts her up-and goes for a superplex-but Mari knocks her off the ropes. Kerry catches her, and drops her with a reverse DDT-finally getting some offense in. Mari jumps off the ropes with a senton splash-crashing into the ribs of Jessica Harmony as the crowd pops.]

Ricky Cravate: Both of these ladies have been insanely impressive!

Chris Caudill: it's been a war of one up-woman-ship this entire match!

[She rolls Jess into a cover:

ONE!

TWO--Kerry pulls her off and goes for a cover of his own..

ONE!

TWO--Mari pulls him off-and delivers a hard kick to the head. She lifts him up and delivers a series of chops to the chest-finally getting Kerry Windsor involved in the match. She shoots him into the rope-and runs at him for a splash. The two collide mid ring-both going for cross body blocks. Kerry is the first to his feet-and quickly drops Mari with a swinging neck breaker. He follows it up with a swinging elbow drop-driving his elbow into her chest.]

Chris Caudill: James, this must be hard for you to watch…

James Silkk: Marisol is a wrestler, first and foremost. Nothing will change that. She can hang in there with Kerry and Jess.

[Kerry quickly goes for a cover on Mari:

ONE!

TWO!!

TH--KICKOUT!

He smirks and lifts her up-shooting her back into the ropes. She holds on-and Kerry runs at her. She quickly lifts him up and over the ropes-sending him out onto the apron. She follows it up with a neck breaker across the top rope-dropping him to the floor. Jess runs at her, and Mari lifts her up and over as well. She follows it up with a hard drop kick-sending her off the apron-crashing into Kerry Windsor on the floor. The fans cheer loudly as she gets up-and runs off the far ropes, diving through the ropes and crashing into both Jess and Kerry with a suicide dive.]

Chris Caudill: Marisol Hawkes taking to the air!

Ricky Cravate: Win at all costs, right James?

James Silkk: Right Ricky…win at all costs. Thats how the Elite plays, thats how Mari plays, and thats how Jess plays.

Chris Caudill: What about Kerry?

James Silkk: Something like that….

[On the floor-Marisol gets to her feet and delivers a shining wizard kick to Kerry-who is at a knee. She turns around, and is caught by a hard chop by Jess. Jess grabs her by the hair, and throws her into the railing as the crowd boos loudly. Kerry smirks and applauds his Revival ally, and steps back as she runs at Mari-driving another hard knee into her side.]

Chris Caudill: These two stable mates are going at it.

Ricky Cravate: Just think what will happen if these girls team up next week.

Chris Caudill: The Hollywood Boyz will have a cakewalk…

James Silkk: Don't be so sure of that Chris…you know, I'm not really liking your attitude.

[On the floor, Jess goes to turn her attention to Kerry-but Mari runs at her and drops her with a bulldog on the floor. She goes to lift Jess up by the hair-but Kerry comes up behind her-unclasping her top as the crowd erupts.]

James Silkk: THAT SON OF A BITCH!

[Mari tries to cover up, as Jess gets to her feet and chuckles-before turning her attention to Kerry with a knife edge chop.]

Chris Caudill: They may be allies in Revival, but this is every person for themselves tonight!

[She slides Kerry into the ring-and follows him in. She waits for him to get to his feet-before running at him. He catches her and goes for a side walk slam-but Jess spins around and hits a head scissors-sending Kerry into the ropes. She rips and drops her leg across his back, before lifting him up and delivers a hard forearm shot to the head. She shoots Kerry across the ring-and telegraphs a backdrop, as Kerry drops her with a DDT for her troubles. He shakes his head and lifts her up, delivering a hard chop to the chest. She responds with an uppercut of her own-sending Kerry reeling. He is caught by a diving lariat from Marisol Hawkes-as she springs off the ropes after fixing her issue. The fans cheer as she gets up-and Jess runs at her. She catches her with a deep japanese arm drag. The two ladies get to their feet-and she immediately drops her with a code breaker. Kerry gets to his feet-and grabs her by the hair-delivers a hard forearm to the back of her head. He shoves her into the corner, and runs at her-with a hard dropkick to the back. He follows it up with another hard neck breaker across his leg as the fans boo loudly. He rolls Marisol into the cover:

ONE!!

TWO!!

THR--Jessica Harmony breaks up the pin.]

Chris Caudill: This match has been insane!

James Silkk: Win or lose, my Marisol has been the most impressive person in this match thus far.

[In the ring-Jessica picks up Kerry, as Mari rolls to the ropes to try and regain herself. Jess drops Kerry with the Harmonious Fear as the crowd pops. She goes for the Vicious Rebel-and see's Brian Hollywood coming down the ramp.]

James Silkk: What does that fucker want?

[Hollywood begins arguing with Jessica-as she releases the hold.]

Chris Caudill: Possibly some retribution from that attack earlier?

[Kerry rolls to his feet-and see's Jessica arguing with Hollywood. She shrugs and turns around-only to be met with a big kick from Kerry Windsor.]

Chris Caudill: BACK TO SQUARE ONE!!

Ricky Cravate: HE HAS IT!

James Silkk: COME ON MARI!!

[Kerry rolls Jessica into the pin, as the ref goes for the count:

ONE!!!


TWO!!!!!


THREEE!!!!

The bell rings and the crowd pops loudly.]

Chris Caudill: KERRY WINDSOR!

Ricky Cravate: Kerry Windsor has won the World Grand Prix!

[He celebrates on the ropes, as Alexis Lace hands him the trophy. Brian Hollywood smirks as he heads up the ramp. Marisol slides back into the ring, as James Silkk gets up and slides in as well, first checking on his fiancé-who is obviously aggravated. Kerry is holding the trophy as he turns around-and is face to face with the PWX World Champion. The music dies out, and "A Greater Foundation" by As I Lay Dying plays-which is the official theme song for Unbreakable.]

Ricky Cravate: We have our Unbreakable main event Chris!

Chris Caudill: James Silkk…and Kerry Windsor..PART TWO!

[Kerry holds up the trophy-while James holds up the belt, and we fade to black.]

WINNER:Kerry Windsor via pinfall @ 14:10