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[The camera comes in focus as over 18,000 fans in the Ice Palace in Tampa Bay, Florida are awaiting the beginning of Friday Night After-Shock. Suddenly the I.W.A. theme kicks up and the fire works start popping up from every corner! The fans explode. The camera searches thought the crowd, stops, and then swings to the commentators' desk as we are greeted by Richard Diamond and Jonnie Falcon our two well know commentators.]
Jonnie Falcon: Good evening I.W.A. fans, and welcome to Friday Night After-Shock! We have limited action for tonight, as the I.W.A. is trying to recruit more superstars hope Monday will be a lot better.
["Welcome to the Jungle" begins to play as the fans express their mixed feelings. The fire works go off one by one and Adam Waltman appears in the entrance. Mr. Steel: "Coming down to the ring from Scranton, Pennsylvania standing at 6 feet 8 and weighing in at 286 lbs., a member of the Corporate Team... Addaaam Waaaltmaann!" Adam Waltman makes his way down to the ring taunting the fans. He slips in and seems to be ready to lock horns. "Release Your Delf" by Method Man kick in as Terror Rizon appears on the top of the ramp. Mr. Steel: "And his opponent, a new comer to the I.W.A., from Toronto, Ontario, Canada weighting in at 220 lbs and standing at 6 feet 4... Terror Riiizzzooon!" The fans explode with boos as Terror Rizon makes his way down to the ring and steps in.]
Jonnie Falcon: I think that Adam Waltman should win this one easy. I mean, Terror Rizon should definitely work on his skills.
[The bell rings and both men lock up. Adam Waltman gains the upper hand and scoop slams his opponent on to the canvas. He heads for the ropes and attempts a leg drop, but Terror Rizon quickly rolls out of the way, and Adam only catches the canvas. Terror Rizon now goes for the ropes and coming back baseball slides under Waltman that just got up.
Richard Diamond: If Waltman will continue to slam Rizon around like that then his back will be broken or injured at the end of their match.
[Waltman now seeing a major advantage climbs to the top rope and comes down with a double foot stomp on to the chest of Terror Rizon who grabs it in pain. Adam Waltman now quickly gets up and comes down with a leg drop. He then hooks Terror's leg going down for the pin... 1... 2... thre... No! Terror Rizon lifts up his arm again. Adam Waltman looks surprised, but quickly comes out of it and lifts back Terror back to his feet. He then grabs him flips him over and holds up in a power bomb position... Down goes Terror Rizon, as Adam delivers the Jackknife power bomb, or rather his finisher the Big Mac! The ref begins the count... 1... 2... 3...! Mr. Steel: "The winner of this match by a pinfall, Addammm Waaltmmannn!"]
Jonnie Falcon: It's weird that Agent Storm didn't got his Corporate team come out. But as Adam said he is only their advisor.
["Enter Sandman" by Metallica begins to flow through the PA system as Mike Fulton enters. The fans go nuts as he runs down the ramp, circles the ring and then slips in. Mr. Steel: "From Norwalk, Connecticut standing in at 6 feet and 4 inches and weighing in at 273 lbs. Mike "Suicide" Fulton!" Mike Fulton runs from rope to rope, as "Voodoo Child" by Jimmy Hendrix starts up. The fans express their mixed feelings as Jonathan Firus comes out of the entrance. Mr. Steel: "And his opponent from West Point, Florida standing at 7 feet 1 and weighting in at 308 lbs. Jonathan Firus!" Jonathan Firus slowly makes his way down to the ring as the fans now begin to boo. He grabs the ropes and climbs inside the ring. As the bell sounds.]
Richard Diamond: I think that Agent Storm should do a lot better job finding new talent for the I.W.A. I mean, almost everyone here is a poor jobber, I won't mention any names.
[Both wrestlers start circling each other. Finally Mike Fulton goes for the ropes and connects with a clothesline, but Jonathan Firus does not go down. Fulton quickly hits the ropes again and tries another clothesline, but Firus just stumbles backwards and begins to laugh. Fulton seeing the foolishness of his opponent, kicks him in the stomach and then delivers a swinging neck breaker! The fans explode! Mike Fulton jumps up to his feet and climbs the ropes. As Jonathan Firus gets up he is sent back down crashing as Mike comes down with an atomic drop kick. Fulton next quickly goes up to his opponent and grabs his head with one hand and begins pummeling it with the other. The fans start building up a chant! The ref says to break and so Mike Fulton lifts up Firus and tosses him into the ropes, but Firus grabs one of the ropes and flings himself to the outside. Fulton says something to the ref and then slips out of the ring as well.]
Jonnie Falcon: It looks like Mike "Suicide" Fulton is controlling this match. I just wonder how much more will Jonathan Firus be able to take.
[Both men tie up outside the ring. Firus gains the edge and delivers an inverted power bomb, as Mike goes down face first into the mats! Jonathan Firus grabs one of the steel chairs and as Fulton gets up he gets a taste of the cold steel. The ref calls for the bell and disqualification, but Firus is not done yet! He delivers another chair shot as Mike Fulton keeps is still on his feet! Jonathan goes mad and tries for another cheap shot but misses as Fulton moves out of the way and grabs a steel chair of his own. Oh my! What a hit by Mike! Now both men begin to brawl as the security runs down to separate them. The fans are going nuts as they begin to chant "Suicide's" name!]
Richard Diamond: This is what I call a good slobber knocker! Let them go! Let them tear each other apart! Ha, ha, ha!
[IceMan's theme fills out the air as the lights turn light blue and a hundred blue, sparkling fire works go off at the same time as the IceMan appears on the top of the ramp. Mr. Steel: "From Edmonton, Alberta, Canada standing at 5 feet 10 and weighting in at 218 lbs. the former I.W.A. Cruiserweight Champion... The IceMan!" IceMan slowly makes his way down the ramp while slapping high fives with the fans that are going crazy about him. Suddenly "Fight Fire With Fire" by Metallica cuts in as the lights go back to its normal contrast. A serenade of red fire works go off as Pyro comes out. The fans greet him with a medium pop. Mr. Steel: "And his opponent from Columbus, Ohio standing at 6 feet and 3 inches and weighing in at 250 lbs. the man that loves to play with fire... Pyyyrrrooo!" Pyro runs down the ramp and slips inside the ring. The bell rings.]
Richard Diamond: I have to say that IceMan is a hell of a wrestler even thought he's from Canada. But I'll have to go with Pyro in this match. He's been on fire lately.
[Pyro charges straight at his opponent. Oh! What a tackle as the IceMan was just surprised . Pyro begins throwing rights and lefts into the face of the fallen IceMan. The ref says to break so Pyro lifts up IceMan and connects with a belly-to-belly suplex. He then hits the ropes and comes down with a leg drop. The IceMan is in pain but he stumbles back to his feet, pushes away Pyro and runs for the ropes. A beautiful spinning hell kick into the face of Pyro as he goes down. The IceMan jumps back to his feet with a confident look and climbs to the top rope. He goes for the splash but is caught by Pyro who bear hugs him. Oh! Another belly-to-belly suplex into a cover... 1... 2... 3...! Mr. Steel: "Here is your winner, Pyyyrrrooo!"]
Richard Diamond: What the hell was that? The match didn't even start yet and it already ended! That was the fastest win ever.
[Mr. Steel: "This next match is scheduled for 20 minute time limit, Cruiserweight Championship! Coming from Scranton, Pennsylvania and standing at 6 feet 4 and weighing in at 214 lbs. the I.W.A. Cruiserweight Champion, Shawn Waallltman!" "Highway to Hell" hits the air as Shawn Waltman with his title around his waist comes out. The fans go crazy as he goes down to the ring dancing. Mr. Steel: "And his challenger and tag team partner, from Phoenix, Arizona weighing in at 213 lbs. and standing at 6 feet... Lokheeeel!" "Under My Voodoo" by Sublime begins to play as Lokheel comes out dancing as well the fans welcome him with warm cheers as he enters the ring.]
Jonnie Falcon: Well, it looks like it might a hell of a match. Both men have a lot of respect for each other and it seems that they are ready to go.
[The bell is sounded as Lokheel and Shawn lock horns. Shawn tries to send Lokheel into the ropes, but Lokheel reverses it and connects with a short arm clothesline. Shawn quickly pops back to his feet and the men lock horns once again. This time Waltman is able to send his opponent into the ropes and connects with a back body drop! Lokheel goes down hard but picks himself up quickly and charges at Shawn Waltman. A crucifix. No! A norther lights suplex! What a show of agility from Lokheel as he is able to change from one move to the other. Shawn is down clutching his back as Lokheel goes up to the top rope. What an elbow drop into a cover... 1... Shawn quickly kick out.]
Jonnie Falcon: It seems to be a very fast paced match. None of the man stays down for too long.
[Lokheel lifts Shawn back to his feet and the tie up. Shawn gains the edge and pulls off a perfect DDT. He climbs the ropes and comes down with a moonsault into a cover... 1... tw... Lokheel quickly raises his arm. Shawn heads fro the ropes and the jumps over Lokheel and rolls him up into a small package, but Lokheel frees himself before the count can be started. Now both wrestlers begin circling each other and Shawn makes the move first sending Lokheel into the corner and following up with a monkey flip into another cover... 1... No! Lokheel refuses to even stay down until the two count. Both men are up again and lock horns once again. Lokheel gains the leverage and delivers a double underhook suplex. He climbs the ropes and lands a shooting star press into a cover... 1... 2... No! Shawn Waltman kicks out on the two count. Both men spring back to their legs yet again and tie up once more. Shawn jumps on to Lokheel and tries to pull off a hurricanrana, but Lokheel shakes him off with a power bomb. Now Lokheel comes down with a standing moonsault into a cover... 1... 2... No! Yet another quick kick out by the Cruiserweight Champion Shawn Waltman!]
Jonnie Falcon: This match is one of the best ones. It is nice to see that both men are willing to give all they have to win it all. They are very well prepared.
[Adam Waltman slips into the ring and is followed by Adolf Rammstein. Adam hits Lokheel with the steel chair and Adolf hits Shawn. But neither of them go down. The ref calls for the bell and a double DQ. Wow! A double face buster, as Adam and Adolf go down face first! Lokheel and Shawn team up and start pummeling on the Corporate Team members. Soon the security guards run down and break up the brawl as Shawn and Lokheel hug each other and shake hands. Then still holding hands they raise each others arms up in victory and leave laughing as the fans chant their names.]
Jonnie Falcon: Well it looks like this match will end in a double winner, ha, ha, ha! However, I hoped that it will end with no interference. It could have been a real battle!
[The I.W.A. theme begins to run over the PA system again as the camera searches through the crowd and finds people holding signs. The camera slowly fades away and the Ice Palace Arena disappears from our view as we go into a commercial break.]
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