[Fireworks and other varies pyrotechnics are firing off in all directions as the official Friday Night Fever theme is blasting throughout the arena. Cameras are wildly panning around the arena picking up several visible signs and fans. Some of them are holding up brilliantly-created signs such as: �Shark 9:11, your ass better call somebody!�, �Da KLIQ is 4 Lyf!� and �Conehead is a jobber!�. A few other fanatics are wearing official IWF merchandise and sporting official IWF clothing. The mood is just right for a assuring night spectacular action.]

[Cameras then slowly focus in on the announcers box, where Vince Richards and Jim Collins sit.]

Collins [Shouting]: Good evening ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to IWF Friday Night Fever!!! I�m Jim Collins along with my marvelous partner and co-host, Vince Richards!

Richards [Just as loud]: Thank you Jim.
Tonight we�re live from the Orlando, Florida!! And once again we have a sold out crowd in attendance!!!

Collins: Most definitely!! And do we have a tremendous show in the making for tonight!! But as always, this show is live, and you can never be quite sure exactly what will happen...

Richards: Tonight there will be a total of four matches. But none will be more significant as our Main Event.

Collins: Damn right, Vince! Our last match will be between two fierce competitors and former friends. Tonight, either the Doctor or Ice Man will walk out of this arena as the IWF World Champion. This will also be the first time ever that we have shown you a World Title bout on Fever! This is one event that you don�t want to miss!!

Richards: Anyway, let�s get our opening bout underway!

["Piggie Pie" by ICP plays as Juggalo makes his way to the ring with fireworks shooting off in the background. He is wearing a Great Milenko hockey jersey and black tights.]

Collins: What is with this clown�s gimmick?!?

[As the �Imperial March� begins to play over the PA System, a dazzling display of pyrotechnics and fireworks are set off, welcoming the newcomer. Then, through the exhibition appears Tornado with the WFW Heavyweight Title strung over his left shoulder. He walks to the ring, climbs into it at once, and confidently holds up his title for the crowd to see.]

Richards: As you can see, this kid is a proven champion.

Collins: He sure is confident. But confidence doesn�t help you all that much if you don�t got the skills!

[DING, DING, DING!!! The match begins.]

Richards: Here we go!!

[Tornado starts the match off with a couple taunts, humiliating the Juggalo and getting the crowd on his side. But the Juggalo isn�t going to let his foe ruin his pride. He charges at Tornado, spears him to the mat, and begins to deliver a combination of furious rights and lefts until the referee separates the collision.]

Collins: Rookie mistake. Don�t worry, he�ll put this jobber away!

[Juggalo quickly gets to extra a few words with the referee, but he totally forgets about the match at hand. By the time that he turns around, Tornado is right there in his face and ready to deliver a nasty DDT.]

Richards: OOOHH!! A DDT executed to perfection!!

[Tornado, taking advantage of his fallen opponent, raises his arm and points to the ceiling. The crowd responds with a roar of cheers.]

Collins: He�s going up to the top rope!!

[Tornado leaps off the top rope and performs a standing moonsault, attempting to connect with the Juggalo. But unfortunately, the Juggalo was playing opossum and Tornado hits nothing but canvas.]

Richards: Now that has got to hurt!!

[Juggalo delivers a series of swift kicks to the abdominal region of his adversary, noticeably weakening him a bit. He then attempts a pinfall, but only gets a two count.]

[By this time the Juggalo is getting just a bit frustrated. Hot-headed, he picks up Tornado, whips him into the ropes, and follows with a running clothesline.]

[Tornado manages to duck under the repressed wrestler avoiding any possible damage. Once Juggalo realizes that he just completely missed his target he turns around, but it is too late for him. Tornado boots him in the midsection and nails him with �The Guillotine�, a variation of the stunner.]

Collins: THAT�S IT!! THIS MATCH IS HISTORY!!!

[Tornado quickly hits the mat and hooks the leg of his rival............... ONE....... TWO....... THREE!!!]

PA System: Here is your winner.......... TORNADO!!!!!!

Collins: What a debut for this new kid!!
He looks really sharp!

Richards: He sure does!!
Stay tuned folks!! We�ll return right after this short commercial break!!

[Commercial Break]

Collins: Welcome back!!
It�s now time for our second match of the evening.

Richards: Here they come now!!

["Come With Me" by Puff Daddy, blasts over the speakers. White lasers are shooting around everywhere, and there is a picture of a white bulldog on the Titantron. Matt appears and furiously storms down the ramp and into the ring.]

[Foley stands impatiently in the ring, while he awaits the arrival of Dark Wizard.]

Collins: We haven�t seen this guy in a while!! I wonder what kind of condition he�s in to wrestle.

[Gradually the lights in the arena start to go off and several strobe lights along the entrance come on flashing blue light. On the Titantron, the words �Crystals Marines� can be seen wildly flashing, as shots of Dark Wizard and his other comrades are shown. Soon afterward, The Dark Wizard�s music can be heard over the PA System. He then slowly strolls down the ramp to the ring. Dark Wizard is sporting his normal wrestling attire.]

[Wizard climbs into the ring, and the referee signals for the match to begin.]

Collins: Let�s get it on!!

[The Truck wastes no time in going after Dark Wizard. Matt hastily takes his opponent and hurls him into the ropes. Dark Wizard comes flying back with great momentum and is greeted by a perfectly executed DDT.]

Collins: Check out Matt Foley! This man has come to fight!

Richards: I guess that time off really did him some good.

[Foley, attempting to get the crowd in his favor, wildly pumps his fist in the air as Dark Wizard is getting back to his feet. The Truck then charges at his rival and drives him into the corner and begins to hammer away with frantic right hands.]

[Fending off Foley�s assault, Dark Wizard reverses the attack. Before long, the two men get into a lock up, and Matt Foley is shoved back against the turnbuckle. Wizard, desperate to grab some momentum, delivers a wicked headbutt, forcing his adversary to break the lock.]

Richards: OH, WHAT A CHEAP SHOT!!!

[Matt holds his head in pain as he walks around the ring attempting to regain some stability. Dark Wizard takes advantage of this and executes a powerbomb followed by a quick cover-up........ ONE........ TWO.... TH...... KICKOUT!!!]

Collins: That was a little too close for my eyes!!

[Now back on his feet and with crowd behind him, the Truck begins to pummel with opponent with a brutal series of lefts and rights.]

Collins: WOW! Listen to this crowd!!! Foley is running away with this match!!

[The Truck, full of rage, whips Dark Wizard into the ropes and renders a powerful drop toe hold attempting to wear down the legs. Foley then follows up with a succession of three leg drops, leaving the leader of the Crystal Marines in a heap of pain.]

Richards: The Truck is absolutely dominating this match.

[Matt Foley now decides that is it time to wrap up the fight and pick up the win. He lifts up Dark Wizard and DDT�s him to the mat. He then climbs up to the top rope and executes �The Mack Truck�. Foley curls the leg and referee calls the count...... ONE.... TWO...... THREE!!!!!!!!!]

PA System: Here is your winner........ MATT �THE TRUCK� FOLEY!!!!!

[Foley then leaves the arena, with the fans going crazy and �Come With Me� blaring over the PA System.]

Richards: Total domination by The Truck. Looks like his career is on the upswing.

Richards: Well, we have got to go to commercial right now. When we return the Disciple of Doom, the challenger, will being taking on The Mutant, the defender, for the IWF Superheavyweight Title!!
DON�T GO ANYWHERE!!!

[Commercial Break]

Collins: Welcome back to IWF Friday Night Fever!!!

Richards: This next match pits KLIQ member against KLIQ member. When that happens, you know its going to be good.

Collins: Shut up Vince!! You're day dreaming again!!!!
Now lets head down to the ring where the dazzling Kelly Williams is waiting to announce the competitors.

[Inside The Ring]

Williams: Ladies and Gentlemen, this next match is scheduled for one fall and no time limit, and will be for the IWF Superheavyweight Title!!!

[The crowd claps and cheers in response.]

Williams: First, he hails from parts unknown to man
Here is........ DISCIPLE OF DOOM!!!!!!

["Gangrel's Theme" begins to blare over the PA System as the arena starts to darken. Fireworks then strike the stage, and before long the Disciple makes his entrance.]

Williams: And his opponent, weighing in at 533 pounds, he is the defending Superheavyweight Champion.....
Here is......... THE MUTANT!!!!!

Collins: This guy is one tough, green fighting machine!

["The Twilight Zone" theme song blasts over the loudspeakers and The Mutant appears. He walks slowly down the ramp, without his beloved Head.]

Richards: This battle is going to be a good one!! A good ole slugfest.

[DING, DING, DING!! The match begins!!]

[The Mutant and Disciple quickly begin to exchange lefts and rights, but The Mutant's power quickly wears down Disciple. The Mutant brutally throws Disciple to the ropes, and nails a clothesline. The Green Machine then connects on the Disciple with a big elbow drop.]

Richards: The Mutant is in complete control!!

[The crowd goes crazy as Mr. Superstar bursts into the announcers� booth.]

Collins: WHAT THE!?!?

Richards: It's Superstar!!!!

Superstar [Sitting down]: Hey guys. What�s up?

Richards: Nothing much. How are you?

Superstar: I'm good.

Collins [Laughing]: Even without your United States Title!?

Richard: Excuse my partner. What brings you here?

Superstar: I invited myself to do a little commentary in this KLIQ vs. KLIQ match.

Collins: Whatever. Let�s just get back to the match.

[Back in the ring, The Mutant, now in full control of the match, tosses the Disciple to the ropes, and backbody drops him outside the ring. The Disciple hits the concrete in pain.]

Collins: Listen to the Disciple scream!!!!!

Superstar: Collins, I�d shut up if I were you or you�re gonna feel even worse pain!!

[Disciple, stricken with pain, aimlessly climbs back into the ring. The Mutant, taking advantage, kicks the Disciple in the stomach and DDT's him to the canvas.]

Collins: I liked that freak better when he was in the BoC.

Superstar: You�re just upset because we�re so damn powerful!!

[The Mutant drags the Disciple of Doom back up, and tries to deliver a powerbomb. But the Disciple manages to flip the big man over his back with great power. Disciple, trying to gain some control, legdrops his opponent three times and then follows up with a wicked powerslam.]

[Wanting to finish up the match, the Disciple proceeds to pick up the big man and deliver a nasty DDT. The challenger then climbs the ropes and attempts to nail a flying elbow. But the Mutant manages to move out of the way.]

Richards: He telegraphed that one!!

Superstar: You�re absolutely right, Vince.

[The Mutant retaliates with a brutal chokeslam. Disciple, not wanting to quit yet, begins to fight back with rights and lefts to the face of the Mutant. Disciple, now trying to regain the momentum, attempts a Loose Bench Press.]

Collins: YES!!! THE MUTANT CAUGHT HIM IN MID-AIR!!!!!!

Richards: OH NO, DISCIPLE IS IN THE CONSTRICTOR!!!!!!

Superstar: What a move!!!!!

[Disciple doesn't even seem fazed. He appears as though it does not even hurt.]

Collins: Put on more pressure!!!!! DON�T LET HIM GO!!!

[The Disciple drills the Mutant with a concealed low blow to get out of the huge bear hug. He drops down to the mat and nails �Judgment Day�.......... ONE........ TWO....... THREE!!!!!!!!!]

PA System: Here is your winner, and the new IWF Superheavyweight Champion..... THE DISCIPLE OF DOOOOOOOM!!!!

Superstar: YES!!!!

Collins: Dammit!!!

[The lights dim and �It's The End of the World� starts playing over the loudspeakers. Everything becomes pitch black and suddenly the Disciple�s theme ceases. A familiar voice is then heard.]

Collins: Oh my God!!

[The figure appears at the ramp.]

Richards: It�s King Solomon!!!!

Superstar [With a smirk]: I can't believe it!! He's back!!!!

[The place goes completely insane as the King starts to make his way towards the ring. He grabs a microphone and speaks to the crowd.]

King: Hey yo. I know it�s been a while, so I think that I owe you all a little something.
So how would you like to see these two jabronies?

Fans: CURSED 4 LIFE!!!!!

Superstar: NO!!! I�ve got to stop him!!

[Mr. Superstar slams down his headset and rushes down to the ring where the King and the Disciple are starring each other down. The Mutant is still unconscious on the mat.]

[Down at ringside, Superstar grabs a chair and a microphone. He then climbs into the ring and stands next to the Disciple.]

Superstar: Woah, wait just a minute. If you think that I�m going to let you just burst in here and steal the show by beating up these two fatigued men... YOU�RE DEAD WRONG, PAL!!

[The Disciple reaches out and puts a hand on Superstar's shoulder. But Superstar turns around and nails him with the steel chair, sending the new champ crashing to the canvas.]

Collins: WHAT THE HELL!!?!?

[Superstar and Solomon beat away on the Disciple and the Mutant, pounding them to the mat. Quickly, officials rush in to stop the chaos.]

Richards: What is going on!?!??

[The officials and IWF personnel manage to force the two aggressors out of the ring. Soon afterward, the rest of the KLIQ comes out from backstage.]

Collins: Now what are THEY here for??

Superstar [Walking up the ramp to the rest of the KLIQ]: Last week I got a call from an old friend..... this man, standing to my left.

[KLIQ fans cheer.]

Superstar: Now you�re all wondering why I did to those two what I did. That�s understandable. But I came to a conclusion, and I decided that the Mutant and the Disciple simply didn�t fit the KLIQ�s profile, whereas I felt the King does.

Richards: What is he trying to say?

Superstar [Catching a KLIQ T-shirt from Lukie]: So King, what do you say? You with us or what?

[Fans cheer with excitement as Solomon takes the microphone.]

Solomon: I just have to say it is great to be back, and that if anybody messes with my pal, Mr. Superstar, they�ll be CURSED 4.......

Fans: LIFE!!!!

Superstar: And if you aren�t down with that.....
WE GOT THREE WORDS FOR YA!!!!!! COME GET..............

Fans: SOME!!!!!!!

Richards: Well, it appears as though the King is in, but who knows!! We�re still awaiting an actual answer!!

Collins: This is absolutely unbelievable!!! We�ll be right back!!

[Commercial Break]

Collins: Welcome back folks! You�re watching the show with the most action on a Friday Night!! IWF FRIDAY NIGHT FEVER!!

Richards: YEAH! Now is the moment that we all have been waiting for...... the IWF World Title Match!!

Collins: Absolutely!!!
This match features two of the toughest competitors in the IWF; The Doctor and the defending World Champion himself, Ice Man.

Richards: We now hand the show over to the IWF President, Jon Gerke.

[President Gerke walks out into the ring and takes the microphone.]

Gerke: Tonight's Main Event is scheduled for one fall, and is for the IWF championship of the world!!!!

[�Like a Surgeon� comes on, and the Doctor appears.]

Gerke: Now making his way to the ring, weighing in at 276 pounds, hailing from the �Big Apple�, the challenger...
Here is........ THE DOCTOR!!!!!

[Fans boo like crazy, and some even throw stuff into the ring aiming for the Doctor. The Doctor laughs and simply shrugs his shoulders.]

[�The Glacier� begins to play and Iceman strolls down to the ring, with the World Title strung over his shoulder.]

Gerke: Now making his way to the ring, weighing in at 265 pounds, the defending IWF Champion.....
Here is....... ICEMAN!!!!!

[Many of the fans cheer at having their first site of the champ in quite some time.]

[Gerke steps out of the ring and heads up to the announcers� booth and takes a seat next to Richards.]

Richards: This will be the first time ever there is a World Title bout on Fever. I can feel the excitement rising!!

Collins: How are we doing tonight, sir?

Gerke: Just fine. This is what the IWF is all about the competition of former friends for the almighty golden strap.

[The referee steps into the ring and the bell sounds.]

Collins: Here we go!!

[Iceman runs at the Doctor and delivers a clothesline that knocks the him back into the turn buckle. Iceman quickly puts his opponent on the top turnbuckle, steps onto the middle rope, and begins hammering on the head of the Doctor. The fans count 1,2, ...... 10.]

Richards: This man came to fight!!

Gerke: Yes, what a magnificent athlete he is, but the Doctor is one tough son of a bitch!

[Iceman gets a little cocky and turns his back on the weaken wrestler. The Doctor runs at him, but Iceman swiftly dodges. He then bounces off the ropes and delivers a wicked bulldog and follows up with a cover........ ONE...... TWO..... KICKOUT!!]

Collins: He would kick out after getting run over by a Mack truck!!

Richards: You're damn right!

[Iceman picks up the Doc, and slaps him in the face. The Doctor stares right back with a look of vengeance.]

Gerke: That woke him up!!

[The Doctor fires back with right and left combinations, followed by a kick in the gut and a DDT.]

Richards: What intensity!

Collins: Scoopslam by the Doc!! Down goes Ice Man!

[The mad man hastily picks up Iceman and puts him in piledriver position, but Iceman fights back with a back body drop. The Doc, thinking quickly, pulls down on Iceman�s legs into a perfect sunset flip....... ONE...... TWO...... KICKOUT BY THE CHAMP!!]

Richards: The skill of these two men is astounding. Quite possibly the two best there are.

[The Doctor and Iceman both get up around the same time, but the Doc is the first to act. He kicks Iceman in the gut and readies him for a piledriver. He gets him up, holds him for a few seconds then jumps at least a foot in the air and drops him right on his cranium.]

Richards: Now wait just a second, that could be career ending that's not right!!

Collins: It's a legal move!

Gerke: That's the way I feel, Collins!

Richards: He could win it now! What is he doing??

[Iceman is nearly unconscious, and the Doctor knows it. The fans are booing like crazy now and the Doc is starting to cackle. He picks up his adversary and puts him in powerbomb position.]

Richards: No way!! Come on Doc that's not right!

Collins: PUNISH him Doc!! Make him pay!

[The Doctor gets him up, runs three steps, and then smashes Iceman�s face on the canvas. He then goes for the cover, but at the two count he lifts up Iceman's head.]

Richards: The match was over! What is the matter with the Doctor?

Collins: I have to admit, that wasn�t too bright. But the Doc says he is the smartest S.o.B. in the IWF, so I think he has it under control.

Gerke [Sinisterly]: Oh yes its ALL under control.....

[The Doctor picks up Iceman and puts him up in a vertical suplex position. He holds him there for a good four or five seconds, and then violently drops him to the mat.]

Richards: This has got to stop! Get security down here! The Doctor is an animal!

Collins: Jeez Doc!! Ease off!!

[At this moment, Da Prez stands up and walks down to ringside.]

Collins: Where is he going!?!?

[Meanwhile, the Doctor is now putting on a pair surgical gloves. He then spins around slowly and sticks his fingers down the throat of Iceman. He takes him down to the mat.]

Richards: What a HORRIBLE maneuver!!

[The referee grabs Iceman's arm, lifts it up, and let�s it go. It falls lifelessly to the ground. He repeats it again, and by the third time the fans are showing their severe disapproval. Iceman's hand falls to the mat for the third time and the ref calls for the bell.]

Richards: There goes the last true hero of the IWF!

Gerke [Stepping into the ring]: Here is your winner..... and the NEW IWF Champion of the World...... THE DOCTOR!!!!!

[The fans are screaming and throwing food and sodas.]

Gerke: What you don�t like it? Well then you wont like this!

[As soon as Mr. Gerke says this, he attacks Iceman by kicking him in the head and face. He then motions to the Doctor who goes out and grabs a chair. Da Prez places Iceman's leg through the chair with the ankle at the folding point.]

Richards: NO!!! Not the President!!!! THIS CAN�T BE!!!

[Gerke holds the leg in place while the Doctor climbs the top rope. Leaping off the ropes, the Doctor delivers a guillotine leg drop on the chair, shattering Iceman's ankle.]

Richards: OH MY GOD!!

Collins: YES!! THIS IS GREAT!

Gerke: You all see what we did to him?! Well that is what is going to happen to Da KLIQ!!

[The fans begin to show their disapproval.]

Gerke: THAT�S RIGHT! Enough is enough, and it�s time for a change! A change in power!! And tonight it begins!! Isn�t that right Doc?

[As the Doc speaks, IWF doctors and paramedics cart off the injured Ice Man.]

Doctor: Exactly, Boss.
That�s right y�all, I�ve turned Corporate!! For the better, and we will take down Da KLIQ! Mark my words!! Da KLIQ will crumble!!!

Gerke: Now, I guess you�re all wondering who else is with us other than my Corporate Champion.
Soon, you�ll all see soon.... starting next Fever.... there will be a revolution.... a Corporate revolution....

[More boos ring out.]

Gerke: Thank you, thank you!!
Let�s go Doc.

[Da Prez and his Corporate Champion left the arena and head backstage as Collins and Richards wrap up the telecast.]

Collins: YES! This is great!! Da Prez is finally sticking up for himself and the IWF!! Da KLIQ will crumble!! I love it!!

Richards: We�re out of time folks! Tune in next time! Who knows what will happen!!!
So for my partner, Jim Collins, and myself..... we wish you: GOOD FIGHT AND GOOD NIGHT!!

[End of Telecast]