[As the cameras on all sides of the coliseum pan around, fireworks and marvelous pyrotechnics can be spotted from all directions. Lasers and other lighting effects help to set the mood for this week�s telecast. The fans are also setting the mood with their deafening volume and expressions that they exploit. Some are wearing KLIQ T-shirts while others are sporting Brothers of Chaos merchandise. But either way, they have come to see some excellent Professional Wrestling from the IWF wrestlers.]

[Cameras, at a leisurely pace, center in on the announcer�s table, where the IWF�s two commentators sit geared up and ready for the action.]

Collins [Feeding off the crowd�s energy]: Good evening, and welcome to IWF Friday Night Fever!
Tonight we are live from Saint Louis, Missouri! And what a show we have for your viewing pleasure tonight!!!

Richards [Waiting for the crowd to quiet down]: That�s correct, Jim. This show should be colossal! Being that next week will be the first ever PPV, all of the wrestlers this evening will being competing for a chance at a match for an IWF belt. So the tension should be elevated just a bit with such stakes at hand.

Collins: There will be two Cruiserweight contests in which the winners will face each other at the up coming Pay-Per-View for the IWF Cruiserweight Title. Tonight should be a high-flying affair!

Richards: Indeed it shall.
Also, later tonight, you will witness three first round matches for the IWF United States Title tournament. One of them is a 'Mystery Match', being that one of the competitors is unknown to all. Even Jim and I don�t have a clue, this should be interesting.

Collins: And finally, our last match this evening, will definitely be something worth waiting for as the three largest of the IWF wrestlers will all go at it for the IWF Superheavyweight Title.
All three men will be in the ring at the same time, and the match is won when the last man is pinned. The pinner will then consequently win the Title.
So, without further commotion lets get things started!

[Quickly, the Korean National Anthem begins to sound across the PA System as Kwondoter makes his entrance with his arms raised high in the air, full of pride. Then as he hustles to the ring, fireworks are set off spelling a message, "Korean Pride", in the background while he hastily is slapping the hands of the fans nearby.]

[Kwondoter�s tune then dies down and then his opponent, Flash Freak makes hisentrance.]

[Freak�s theme sounds off and he races to the ring, performing a front flip into the ring off a springboard setup by the stage crew. Immediately he wastes no time in beginning his attack on the man from Korea.]

[Ding, ding, ding! The bell sounds and the match begins with Flash Freak in command. He starts off with a furious birage of body blows to the mid-section of Kwondoter, leaving him brutally winded. Then using his speed and agility, Flash Freak bounces off the ropes and executes and running springboard frog splash landing with a devastating impact to Kwondoter, leaving both men on the mat. Freak, sensing his opportunity, goes for the cover. ONE, TWO, THR.... KICKOUT!!!]

Collins: WOW!!! What an impressive show this freak is putting on!!! He is in complete control of this match.

Richards: Flash Freak is drawling energy from the crowd. Oh, POWERSLAM!!!
THAT�S GOTTA HURT!!!

[Flash Freak, with the match easily in hand, signals to the crowd that he�s going up to the top rope. Calling for it, he attempts a flying corkscrew.

[But Kwondoter, working on pure adrenaline, lifts a weakened leg in the air sending a big boot to the face of Flash Freak.]

[Both men are down and the ref is applying the 10 count.]

Referee Willis: ... 5 ... 6 .... 7 ...

[Kwondoter arises and he walks over to Flash Freak and lifts him up his throat. He then proceeds to jump kick his opponent over and over until he falls to the mat. At this moment Kwondoter spits and then steps on the face of Flash Freak.]

Richards: Oh that�s cruel!!! What kind of image is this man trying to give himself? This is no way to treat another human being!!

Collins: Oh quit it Vince! This is great! This is what I came to watch!

[With the crowd objecting and booing Kwondoter�s performance, he starts showing off and begins to flex for the audience. Meanwhile, Flash Freak gathers himself and stands up. He then staggers over to the Korean and axehammers him across the back of the skull and thereupon throws him across the ring into the ropes.]

[Kwondoter at this point tries to get the moment back in his favor by quickly attempting a springboard hurricanrana off the top rope. But Flash Freak is right there to catch him in the air.]

[Then with his man at his mercy he takes his carcass and delivers a crushing backbreaker. The crackling of Kwondoter�s spine can be heard all throughout the arena as he screams in pain.]

Collins: OH YES!!! THIS IS IT! TIME FOR THE FINISHER!
THE BOSTON CRAB!!! THE CHINK�S DONE FOR!!

[Kwondoter still screaming in pain, wastes no time in tapping out.]

PA System: The winner of this match, Flash Freak!

[The spectators fill the coliseum with applause and cheers for the victor of the match.]

Richards: Oh My God! Get this man some assistance!! Medic!! Lets head to commercial!!

[Commercial Break]

Collins: Well Vince, this next match promises to be a high-flying, highly skilled matchup. This gets away from the regular, old ass whippings I like, but what the heck.

["Breathe", by Prodigy, is heard over the PA system.]

Richards: HERE COMES THE SHWENKER!!!!!

Collins: The who???

[The Shwenker enters the arena, driving a four-wheeler. He takes off down the walkway, and jumps off a ramp put in front of the ring. He lands in the ring and jumps off the four-wheeler. He is wearing black trunks, black boots, and green kneepads.]

Richards: Wow, what an entrance for the man from Cressona, PA!!!

["Crimson Fire" now blasts over the PA system, as the Dragon walks down the ramp. The Dragon is shooting fire out of his hands, curtisy of two blow torches. He looks ready to fight. When he finally gets into the ring, he does and impressive sword show, and the Shwenker quickly leaves the ring.]

Collins: I think that The Shwenker may be in a bit of trouble, it looks at though the Dragon has come to fight.

[Shwenker quickly jumps back into the ring and gets ready to fight. The Shwenker, ready to fight, quickly takes control with quick rights and lefts to the face of the Dragon. Now, with the Dragon stunned, Shwenker takes full control with an EvenFlow DDT.]

Richards: WOW!!! This new athlete is really taking the Dragon apart!!!

[The Shwenker with full control, throws the Dragon to the ropes, and back body drops over the top rope onto the concrete.]

Collins: Now this is what I like to see. TAKE HIM APART SHWENKER!!!

[The Shwenker, wanting to destroy the Dragon, reaches under the ring and pulls out a SharkWeiser bottle. He smashes it over the Dragon's head, causing blood from the Dragon to splash everywhere.]

Richards: That sick bastard is trying to kill him!!!

[The Shwenker now throws the Dragon back into the ring. He lays him out on the mat, and climbs the ropes. The Shwenker, taking a risk, goes for a moonsault. DRAGON ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY!!!! With both men stunned, the ref begins to count them both out.]

Ref: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9.......

Collins: THE DRAGON JUST SAT UP!!!!!

[The Dragon, still in a ton of pain, puts Shwenker in an arm bar. The Shwenker, not ready to lose his first match, breaks it with an elbow to the Dragon's face. The Shwenker does a quick spinebuster, and then puts the Dragon in a headlock. The Dragon, pulls his head out butts it into Shwenker�s nose, breaking it instantly. He then proceeds to throw the Shwenker to the ropes. The Shwenker, tasting his own blood, executes a loose bench press.]

Collins: WHAT A MOVE!!!

[The Shwenker, still trying to hurt the head area of the Dragon, perfectly executes a reverse DDT. The Shwenker ready for the end, climbs the ropes. As he climbs, the Dragon rises!!]

Collins: Shwenker, LOOK OUT!!

[Shwenker, still not looking at the Dragon, jumps. The Dragon catches the Shwenker, and quickly gives him a backbreaker. The Dragon now throws the Shwenker into the turnbuckle. THE DRAGON EXECUTES THE TRIPLE DRAGON KICK!!!! THE COUNT: ONE, TWO, THREE!!!!!!!!]

Richards: Crimson Dragon Wins!!! What a matchup. This new wrestler Shwenker has shown us a lot of talent tonight, yet the Dragon just outlasted him.

[The Dragon, happy with the win, grabs the mic.]

Dragon: Flash Freak, your ass belongs to me at the Pay Per View!!! The Dragon is the heart of all life, never forget that!!

[The Dragon leaves the ring and goes through the curtains. The Shwenker, mad about the loss, grabs the mic.]

Shwenker: I just got ripped off, and Dragon, I�m coming right now to whip your ass!!!!!

[Shwenker leaves the ring in fury, and runs up the ramp trying to catch Crimson Dragon.]

Richards: What a match Ladies and Gentlemen, but next, we've got Randy "The Rattlesnake" vs. The Doctor.

Collins: This should be something all right. These two men have been feuding ever since The Doctor costed Randy the match last week when he fought the Shark. Anyway, lets check out what exactly happened. Head to reply!!

[Reply of last week�s mishap is played.]

Richards: Your dead right Jim, this match-up pits BoC member vs. BoC member. Knowing you're a big BoC fan, who do you want to win?

[Collins sits there in silence.]

Richards: Anyway, on to the match.

[Silence is heard as the fans await the two wrestlers.]

Collins: Well, where are they?

["Hell Frozen Over" blasts out over the PA system, as the fans go nuts.]

Collins: Oh no.

[Mark "The Shark" Hepler walks down the ramp, wearing his Hepler 9:11 shirt, blue jean shorts, and is carrying a microphone with him.]

Richards: Well Jim, it looks as though your favorite wrestler is about to make a speech.

[Mark gets into the ring.]

Shark: Collins, you're lucky that I'm cutting you a break today, so don't pull any crap. First of all, I want to make it damn clear that the KLIQ RUNS THIS SHOW!!!! Anyone, especially you BoC, who steps in the way will be terminated.

Collins [Softly]: Yeah right.

Shark: Collins, I heard that. I don�t feel like making a long speech now, so what I'm gonna do is I�m gonna join you and Vincie for some guest commentary.

[Shark gets out of ring and sits in empty chair at announcer's table.]

Shark: Collins, just shut up, and know your role ya yella bastard. I just want to do some commentary, and that�s it. You stay out of my way, I'll stay out of yours.

Collins: Sure thing Shark.

["Suicidal Dream" plays over the loudspeakers.]

Richards: Here comes the RATTLESNAKE!!!!!

[Randy enters, quickly followed by The Bombers. His manager, Alexis Diamond, is also following close behind.]

Collins: Man, he looks as though he is in great shape.

[Randy is wearing a Don�t Trust Anybody "Stone Cold" T-shirt, and is carrying his Louisville Slugger in his hands. He is also wearing a black New York Mets hat.]

Richards: Business is about to pick up here now.

["Like A Surgeon" blasts over the loudspeaker, and The Doctor pushes through the curtains.]

Richards: Oh my god, look at him.

[The Doctor is wearing a lab coat with rubber gloves on. The gloves are covered with blood, and he is carrying a scalpel, and his pockets are filled with syringes.]

Collins: Just my kind of guy.

Shark: You're a real sicko Jim.

Collins: That�s just tough Shark. Learn to live with it.

[Randy, looking to start the match off slowly, challenges the Doctor to a test of strength. The Doctor accepts, and the two join hands. Just as they are about to start, Randy knees the Doctor right in the gut.]

Shark: Here we go, finally that dumbass doctor is gonna get his ass whipped. I�m sick and damn tired of hearing him talk, and I guess the Rattlesnake is tired of it too.

[Randy, now just kicking the Doctor right in the stomach, goes for a quick DDT and CONNECTS!!!! Randy goes for a quick pin. ONE, TWO!!! KICKOUT!!!]

Collins: That idiot Rattlesnake thinks that he can get that easy of a victory. What an idiot!!!!

[The Rattlesnake, with the match in firm control, continuously kicks the Doctor in the knee. He then grabs the Doctor's leg, and drags it to the ropes. He then jumps off the ropes, and lands on the leg.]

Richards: Wow, what impact. I think the Rattlesnake is trying to break theDoctor's leg!!!!

[The Doctor, knowing full well that he is in deep trouble, gives the Rattlesnake a low blow. He then follows this move up with an atomic drop, cause the crowd to cringe because they all know what kind of pain Randy is in. The Doctor, still limping, scoop slams the Rattlesnake down. The Doctor, know in firm control, gives an evil laugh to the crowd.]

Collins: What a man. This is the kind of guy that the IWF should be proud of.

Shark: Collins, I always knew you were a fagot. I wonder what you and the Doc use all those surgical tools for?

Richards: Lets get back to the match.

[The Doctor throws Randy to the ropes and attempts a clothesline. The Rattlesnake ducks it and now attempts a superkick. The Doctor catches and holds onto the foot. The Rattlesnake, acting smart, connects with a neck-crunching inzugire.]

Shark: What a move. I never knew that the Rattlesnake was that smart.

[The Rattlesnake, now in control once again, throws the Doctor to the ropes, and starts a dropkick. The Doctor, using his brain, holds onto the ropes and the Rattlesnake hits the mat hard. The Doctor, ready to end the match, clamps on a Boston Crab.]

Collins: SHARK, ITS OVER!!! He got the Rattlesnake nailed right in the middle of the ring. Its all over. SHAH!!!

Richards: Jim, you truly are a sick man.

Shark [Calling out to the ring]: Randy, don�t give up to that freak, fight the pain.

[The Rattlesnake, with teeth clenched, is still fighting to stay in the match. The Doctor, grinning, knows full well that the match is his to win.]

Collins: Not again, whose that coming down the ramp??

[Flash Freak and the Crag Brothers are running down the ramp.]

Collins: OH DAMN!! NOT GOOD!!!

[Alexis Diamond, Randy's manager, begins to distract the ref. While the ref turns his back on the action in the ring, Flash Freak jumps in and dropkicks the Doctor.]

Shark: OH HELL YEAH!!!!

[Flash Freak and the Crag Brothers quickly hide under the ring as the ref turns around. The Rattlesnake, ow knowing what happened, takes advantage of the Doctor's misfortune, and clamps on the Snake's Bite.]

Shark: Now its over Collins, you jackass!!!

[The Doctor, beaten all over, submits quickly. As soon as the ref rings the bell, Flash Freak and the Crag Brothers jump into the ring and celebrate. Soon after, The Shark jumps into the ring, and grabs a mic.]

Shark: Rattlesnake, you earned my respect. You�re one hell of a fighter.

[Randy, Flash Freak, The Crag Brothers, and Mark The Shark all leave the ring, and walk up the ramp still celebrating. They exit through the curtain as the Doctor begins to revive. The Doctor, not knowing what happens, walks down to Jim Collins. After a short conversation, The Doctor quickly runs up the ramp to chase the celebrating group.]

Richards: Well, that was a hell of a fight. One thing is for sure, The Doctor is sure pissed off. Ladies and Gentlemen, we will return to our next match after a short commercial break.

[Commercial Break]

Richards: Hello there, and welcome back to the action! It�s now time for our second, first round matchup for the United States Title Tournament. Hopefully this one will be much more evenhanded than the last one we just witnessed!!!

Collins: Fair! Hey, a win is a win no matter how you achieve it, the bottom line is that its a win.
Well anyway ... Here come our combatants now. Lets get this match started!

[Gradually the lights in the arena start to go off and several strobe lights along the entrance come on flashing blue light. Soon afterward, The Dark Wizard�s music can be heard over the PA System, and then he can be seen as he runs down the ramp to the ring. He is wearing his ordinary outfit consisting off a dark blue mask and long dark blue tights.]

Richards [Turning to his broadcasting partner]: Oh great. Just want we need, another wacko running around in tights claiming he is a wrestler. This is just great.

[Before long, while The Dark Wizard is waiting patiently in the ring, his music comes to a halt and the lights languidly start to flicker back on. Then from the top of the entrance way, loads of pyrotechnics and mist are being set off as Ice Man casually struts his way down to the ring. He climbs in and then asks for a microphone from one of the IWF�s stagecrew.]

Ice Man: Hey, I just got a little something to say to all of you nonbelievers out there. The BoC is in control, and we won�t just back down from anyone, especially those little men in the KLIQ. So my partners and I dare anybody to step up and try to take on the BoC. Hehehe ... its gonna be a cold, cold day for those fools standing in my way. And Shark, you can talk the trash but we�ll still whoop your ass!!!

[DING, DING, DING! The match begins. Quickly, The Dark Wizard lunges at Ice Man, but Ice Man grabs him with furious anger and smashes the mic over his skull, shattering it into several pieces. Blood can then be seen trickling down from the back of The Wizard�s head. Ice Man, simply snickers at his opponents misfortune and lifts him to his feet. Then he proceeds to deliver an onslaught of powerful kicks to The Dark One and swiftly follows them up with a DDT. Going for the pin ... ONE, TWO, THR.... KICKOUT!!!]

Collins: HA!!! Look, he told it like it is, the BoC is in control!!! You hear that one Sharky!?!?

[Back to the fight. Ice Man taking advantage of his deconstructed adversary, jumps outside the ring and begins to look for the closest chair and tosses it back inside. Then he climbs back in and picks up the disassembled man and places him against the turnbuckle and takes a couple swings with his newly found toy. The ref almost calls the match disqualifying Ice Man but he chucks the chair. Then Ice Man turns his back to his opponent and that was a mistake.]

[The Dark Wizard, renders a low blow to Ice Man, leaving him crouched in pain. On this occasion, The Dark Wizard, bloody as hell, uses the ropes and staggers to his feet. Then he kicks Ice Man in the face with furious vengeance, letting him know the pain that he was put through. These moves are then followed up by a moon sault off the top rope into a cover. ONE, TWO!! KICKOUT BY ICE MAN!!!]

Collins: Yeah! You see that! I told you they�re in control. Now the momentum is back in his favor!!! HA EAT THAT UP VINCIE!

Richards: Really Jim, I think that you should seek some professional help.

[Now both men are down on the ground battling for position. Fists are flying and so is the blood of both men. They really want this match. But its Ice Man that gathers the energy when he bites a chunk out of The Dark Wizard�s left ear.]

[Unseen, the ref doesn�t realize what has just happened and Ice Man picks up his bloodstained body and executes a harmful sidewalk slam. Now is Ice Man�s time. Sensing the moment he goes for the jugular performing the Ice Splash, his finisher. ONE, TWO, THREE!!!]

Collins: IT�S OVER!!! ICE MAN MOVES ON!!!

[Bloodstained and gravely winded, Ice Man falters to his feet raising his arms triumphantly in the air. Then the BoC�s theme begins to play as the members come to the ring to help the wounded Ice Man backstage.]

Richards: Well, that was one hell of a fight. But unfortunately Ice Man moves on in the tournament. Who will he face??? Well that will be determined right now!!!

Collins: I can�t wait to see who that 'Mystery Opponent' will be! I�m all pins and needles!

[The scene switches to show the lovely Kelly Williams standing in the middle of the ring with a microphone in her hand.]

Williams: Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, and welcome to the last of tonight�s first round matches.

[The crowd claps and cheers in response.]

Williams: Coming down the aisle, hailing from, Pottsville, Pennsylvania, and weighing in at 242 pounds, MATT "THE TRUCK" FOLEY!

["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 jumbotron as the spectators are going wild.]

[Matt storms down the ramp, feeding off the energy of the crowd. As Matt is in the ring, all is silent. Everyone is on their feet in anticipation for the 'Mystery Opponent' to show themselves. A minute passes, no one is there.]

Collins: Alright already, you can come out!!

[Then over the PA System a familiar voice is heard over.]

Mario Miglionico: Well, well, well. I told you my boy would come, but you still continued not to believe a word I say! Now, all will pay for his suffering. And you Matt will be the first in feel the true meaning of pain!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

[Next, on this occasion the lights go out and on the titan tron there is a clip of a massive slaughter of people followed by a huge explosion that terrorizes the entire audience. Then Mario makes is appearance, followed by his wrestler, Onslaught carrying the two AWF Tag Team Championship Belts.]

Richards: OH MY GOD! ITS ONSLAUGHT!!! BUSINESS IS ABOUT TO PICK UP!!!

[Onslaught slowly trudges his way to the ring, where Mr. Miglionico signals for him to finish the man in the ring.]

[Onslaught now in the ring walks towards Kelly Williams and puts her in the choke slam position, but Matt "The Truck" Foley runs across the ring and begins to slug Onslaught in the back and anywhere else to get him to release his hold. Unfortunately for Matt, he does. Miss Williams is then assisted by stage crew outside the ring. But it is Matt the needs the help.]

[The bell sounds and Matt using his quickness performs a running leap onto the big man�s back, and proceeds to gauge his eyes. This is somewhat effective, but Onslaught becomes tired of the pitiful man�s attempts to destroy him.]

[Onslaught then, with his massive arms, rips Matt �The Truck� Foley off his back and power slams him into the mat. Mario is now signaling for the soldier to quit toying with his prey and to finish the match now. So, the lifeless Truck is picked up and put into the Bone Crusher. Matt shrieking and screaming for his life, the referee has no choice but to call the match. But Onslaught fails to break his hold.]

Richards: OH THE CARNAGE! THIS IS UNBEARABLE!

[Then nearly all the stagecrew in the arena head to the ring to aid in breaking the hold on Matt Foley.]

Collins: LET�S HEAD TO COMMERCIAL!
[fading out]WOO HOO! THIS IS GREAT!

[Commercial Break]