[The lights go off and the Titan Tron is light up as I.W.A.'s greatest moments flash on. The fire works begin to exploded one by one or a couple at a time as over 20,000 fans are on their feet and eagerly await the first match. The camera from the rafters shows the view of the arena and then switches to a camera ringside.] Richard Diamond: Good evening ladies and gentle man and welcome to Friday Night After-Shock! We are live from the Marine Midland Arena in Buffalo, New York. We have some great matches for you tonight as the first round of the I.W.A. Tournament will be decided. Jonnie Falcon: Yes, tonight will be a great night but probably never as great as the Monday night! It was a very exciting show as we saw the Shadow Dancer make an appearance. Shawn Waltman was so impressed he even gave his spot in the tournament to him. And what about that ladder match for the Hardcore title that we had? It was a hell of a show as The Chill and Mike "Suicide" Fulton locked horns. I bet that wasn't the last we will see Fulton. It is known that he is in the arena tonight as well as the TV Champion Tommy "Lo Life" Bruiser and Terror Rizon. Richard Diamond: Well, whatever they are doing here tonight might bring some excitement. I mean, these guys were cooking something since they arrived in the I.W.A. And what about the Yellow Jacket? He made a pretty big statement a day or two ago that he might retire, because he's girlfriend died. As we all know he is from Buffalo. Maybe will get some word from him as well tonight. I got a word that he is also here in the arena. Jonnie Falcon: It's only a rumor Richard. It is not a hundred percent confirmed that he is here. Also, will Da Evolution reform itself here in I.W.A. tonight? It's for us to see. Anyway, our first match for tonight is between the Hardcore Champion, The Chill and the former Corporate member, Adam Waltman. Both men have some real talent, so it should be a great match. [Regular Match - I.W.A. Tournament] The Chill vs. Adam Waltman [As 1999 by Method Man begins to play the fans rise to their feet to welcome the I.W.A. Hardcore Champion, The Chill. The Chill comes out from the entrance as the fire works go off. Mr. Steel: "Coming down from Scranton, Pennsylvania weighting in at 335 lbs and standing at 6 feet 10 inches the I.W.A. Hardcore Champion... The Chiiillll!" The Chill slowly makes his way down the ramp with the title on his right shoulder. The people scream his name as he enters the ring and hands the title over to the ref. Mr. Steel: "And his opponent also from Scranton Pennsylvania weighting in at 186 lbs. and standing at 6 feet 8... Adam Waaallltmaaann!" Welcome to the Jungle begins to flow through the PA system as Adam Waltman appears. The fans meet him with a big cheer as he runs down the ramp slapping high fives with the fans. He enters the ring and the bell is rung.] Jonnie Falcon: This might be a great match up as both men look to be pretty big! But The Chill might have the edge as he is a bit bigger. Richard Diamond: Bigger doesn't always mean better Jonnie. Remember that! You used to say that your self! [Both wrestlers lock horns, but Chill gains the edge and send Adam Waltman into the ropes. A clothesline by Chill. No! Adam ducks under, hits the ropes again and delivers a spinning neck breaker. He lifts Chill back up to his feet and connects with a short arm clothesline followed by a leg drop. Adam jumps back to his feet and heads for the ropes once again. Another leg drop. No! The Chill just rolled out of the way in time. Both men are up again and they tie up. The Chill gains the leverage once again and puts Waltman down with the northern lights suplex! What a show of agility by Chill. The Chill lifts Adam Waltman and quickly send him flying into the corner. Oh! A top rope suplex by Chill into a cover... 1... 2... Adam kicks out with out breaking a sweat. Chill grabs his opponent by hair and lifts him up. He next grabs Adam and goes into vertical suplex and connects! No! A neck breaker by Adam! How did he reverse that move?] Richard Diamond: See? What did I tell you? Adam weights less and is 2 inches shorter what gives him the advantage in reversing all kinds of moves, and that was just a perfect example! Jonnie Falcon: Since when did you get so smart? Look who's standing on the ramp. He's radiating with happiness. What the heck are the Waltman Brothers cooking? [Both men are up once again and both hit the ropes. The Chill tries for another clothesline, but Adam ducks once again and connects with a reverse DDT as his opponent's back is still turned. He quickly climbs to the top rope and as the fans explode he comes down with a huge splash that takes the breath out of Chill! He goes for the cover... 1... 2... thre... No! The Chill somehow has the strength to raise his arm in the last second. Adam Waltman now begins to pummel Chill's head with rights and lefts and then drops down with a quick leg drop across the neck. But Adam is not done yet! He lifts up Chill and delivers the Big Mac, a jacknife powerbomb, into a cover... 1... 2... 3...! Mr. Steel: "Here is your winner by pinfall... Adam Walltmannn!"] Jonnie Falcon: Another impressive win for Adam Waltman. This young athlete definitely has the potential to compete in this tournament! Richard Diamond: I hate to say it but Agent Storm seems to know what he's doing. He made the right choice in hiring him and Shawn. I heard rumors that both of these men might be planning on making a powerful stable to eliminate the 'ungrateful rookies' that have been arriving here in I.W.A. lately. Maybe they'll be able to put a stop to that. Jonnie Falcon: They might, they might not. It's for us to see in the near future. It's now time for Lokheel to take on the former I.W.A. Hardcore Champion, Clayton Slaughter! Clayton too is setting something up. Why would he vacant his title? Richard Diamond: He did it because as he said "it was just a stepping stone" you moron! Listen carefully and open your eyes next time. Maybe you'll be able to figure out what is happening here, ha, ha, ha! [Regular Match - I.W.A. Tournament] Lokheel vs. Clayton Slaughter [Under My Voodoo by Sublime begins to play as Lokheel's achievements in I.W.A. flash on the Titan Tron. The fans rise to their feet with big signs the carry positive things about Lokheel and begins to cheer. Mr. Steel: "From Phoenix, Arizona weighing in at 213 lbs and standing at exactly 6 feet the number one contender for the Cruiserweight title, I give you... Lookkheeell!" Lokheel comes out dancing as he makes his way to ring. He slips in and stretches, as Sad but True by Metallica begins to play. Mr. Steel: "And his opponent from Calgary, Alberta, Canada weighting in at 237 lbs. and standing at 6 feet 3... the former I.W.A. Hardcore Champion... Clayton Slaughterrrr!" Clayton comes out from behind the curtains as silver color fire works go off. The fans meet him with mixed feelings as he slips inside the ring.] Jonnie Falcon: This match is a no contest for Clayton Slaughter. He is bigger and stronger than Lokheel. However, we did see Lokheel beat bigger men than him, so everything is possible in this match. It might go either way. Richard Diamond: Well, that is what you think Jonnie. You definitely have no experience what so ever. Can't you see that Slaughter will completely dismember Lokheel? He has no chance of surviving in that ring! [The men begin to circle each other as neither one of them seems to be wanting to make the first move. Finally, Lokheel goes for the ropes and connects with a drop kick. But Clayton just stumbles back and remains standing. Lokheel hits the ropes once again and delivers another drop kick but Clayton refuses to be taken down. Lokheel sees that none of this will work so he swings himself to the ropes yet again and baseball slides under Slaughter who was about to clothesline him. Lokheel goes for the German suplex, but Slaughter gets free in time and converts with a DDT. He now sees his chance and lands a leg drop onto Lokheel. He next lifts him up and comes down with a running power bomb! Clayton lifts up Lokheel again and this time grounds him with the gorilla pres slam.] Richard Diamond: See? What did I tell you again Jonnie? You know nothing about wrestling do you? Slaughter will break every bone in Lokheel's body if he'll continue working like that! Ha, ha, ha! Jonnie Falcon: Shut up, Richard! Can't you see that Lokheel might get hurt? It's not fair to take an advantage of someone smaller than you! [Slaughter lifts Lokheel to his feet and flings him into the corner. Lokheel lands hard back first into the turnbuckle, but he moves out of the way just in time as Clayton was about to pancake him between his massive body and the turnbuckle! Lokheel now begins to smash his opponent's head into turnbuckle and then drop kicks him in the back of the head, sending Clayton down. Lokheel climbs to the top rope and tries for a splash but Clayton Slaughter somehow gets to his feet in time and catching Lokheel executes a belly-to-belly suplex! Lokheel is in pain but stumbles back to his feet just to be sent down again with a DDT! Clayton Slaughter goes down for the cover... 1... 2... thre... No! Lokheel manages to kick out as Clayton looks amazed.] Jonnie Falcon: You might have called your winner too early Dick! Ha, ha, ha! Richard Diamond: First of all quit calling me Dick! And second of all Overdose has everything under control, look! [Both men are up on their feet but Lokheel has no luck today as he is sent down hard again with a double underhook suplex. Clayton lifts him back up delivers the Slaughter-Plex, a vertical suplex into a neck breaker! And a cover... 1... 2... 3...! Mr. Steel: "Here is your winner by pinfall... Clayton Slaughterrrrrrr!"] Jonnie Falcon: That was pure luck, Lokheel was about to finish him off! Richard Diamond: Yeah, right! And my name is Jonnie Falcon, ha, ha, ha! Do you want to see the replay of that? Here look at it once again! Ha, ha, ha! [The Titan Tron shows the action over as the people boo. Both men are up on their feet but Lokheel has no luck today as he is sent down hard again with a double underhook suplex. Clayton lifts him back up delivers the Slaughter-Plex, a vertical suplex into a neck breaker!] Richard Diamond: Was that luck Jonnie? I don't think so! Anyway, it's now time for Just Amazin' to take on The Lethal Weapon! Jonnie Falcon: [He makes a face at Richard and then begins to speak.] Well, Just Amazin' won his last match but it was against a nobody! I wonder if he can win this one. The Lethal Weapon might be a good challenge to him. However I didn't see neither of these men this week, and I wonder if they decided to show up tonight. [Regular Match] Lethal Weapon vs. Just Amazin' [The Lethal Weapon's theme kicks up as the fans explode with cheers. People wait patiently but no one comes out. Lethal Weapon's theme kicks up again but no one appears either. The fans begin to boo as Man in the Box Alice in Chains begins to play. The fans await the arrival of Just Amazin' but he doesn't appear either. The fans begin to boo tremendously as Agent Storm comes out with a mic.] Agent Storm: Ladies and gentle men, this next match will not get under way as neither Lethal Weapon or Just Amazin' showed up. However, tonight will be filled with much more excitement than this match could gives us. So, please relax and enjoy the rest of the show while you can! Thank you! Richard Diamond: What the hell is he talking about much more excitement? Does he know anything more than we do? Jonnie Falcon: I guess he has too. But maybe he didn't mean anything really. I mean we have two more tournament matches to go tonight. And right now it's time for one of them, as Overdose will take on IceMan, who has been absent from I.W.A. for quite some time. The inside scoop is that he is experiencing some problems with the other federation he has left. They have sued him for some reason. But he is here tonight to take on Overdose. [Regular Match - I.W.A. Tournament] Overdose vs. The IceMan [Sirius starts playing as the fans meet Overdose with mixed feelings. The man has not yet established himself in I.W.A. and so the fans have nothing for him yet. Mr. Steel: "From San Francisco, California, weighting in at 348 lbs. and standing at 6 feet and 9 inches... Ovvverrdossse!" Overdose walks down the ramp and enters the ring by climbing the apron and stepping over the ropes. Now IceMan's theme begins to run through out the arena as IceMan comes out from the entrance. The fans meet him with a huge explosion of cheers and applause. Mr. Steel: "And his opponent from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada weighting in at 218 lbs. and standing at 5 feet 10... the man known as IceMan!" IceMan makes his way down while stopping from time to time to shake hands with the fans.] Jonnie Falcon: This Overdose guy looks pretty mean. He has a definite weight and height advantage over IceMan! Richard Diamond: He is going to get killed! Ha, ha, ha! No chance in hell of him surviving in the ring! Ha, ha, ha! Clayton took apart Lokheel now IceMan will get torn apart! [The bell rings as Overdose charges at his opponent and before IceMan can do anything he is grounded with a overhead belly-belly suplex and then a quick leg drop. But IceMan quickly pops back up to his feet and connects with a drop kick that makes Overdose stumble backwards. IceMan hits the ropes and delivers a spinning heel kick that sands Overdose down. IceMan quickly begins to work on Overdose with kicks to the knees and then locks on the figure four leglock. However, Overdose is too strong and breaks free like it was nothing. He gets back to his feet and the men tie up. Overdose definitely overpowers IceMan and delivers a vertical suplex into cover... 1... 2... th... IceMan kicks out just in time!] Richard Diamond: Is Overdose a moron, an idiot or a stupid person? Jonnie Falcon: I don't know Richard. But you should not make fun of people, or you might pay the price of doing so sooner or later! Richard Diamond: Well, since you're a moron as well I will tell you the answer Jonnie. Overdose is all of the names I called him! If he had hooked IceMan's leg it would be over. [Overdose drags IceMan up to his feet by hair and then delivers a spinning back breaker, that makes IceMan grab his back. Overdose lifts up his opponent again and this time connects with a sidewalk slam. He heads for the ropes and drops down with a leg drop. No! IceMan rolls out of the way and out of the ring. Wait! Clayton Slaughter comes out from the crowd with a chair but does not hit anyone. Instead he just unfolds it and sits on it besides the ring.] Jonnie Falcon: Now, we don't need any interference during the tournament, I understand that IceMan and Clayton Slaughter are partners but everything should be won fare and square! Richard Diamond: Stop whining and watch the match! [Overdose picks up IceMan off the mats and rolls him back inside the ring, where he delivers a piledriver! He then lifts up IceMan and is about to give him a taste of the spinning brainbuster, or his finisher Code Blue when Clayton slips inside the ring and slams Overdose across the back of the head with the chair! But Overdose does not go down! He turns around and Clayton delivers another shot with the chair, this time sending Overdose down! The ref calls for the bell and disqualification and Clayton Slaughter helps IceMan up and they both leave.] Richard Diamond: I was hoping for something more exciting to happen. Tonight's show is just garbage! I see no point of having it. I was hoping to see Tommy Bruiser and Yellow Jacket, but it doesn't look like they are going to show up. Jonnie Falcon: Well, so far all the matches were dominated by one man. No one really showed any heart in the either. Agent Storm has to have something better to offer than this! Well, it's now time for our final match of the evening and it doesn't look like it's going to be fun at all either. [Regular Match - I.W.A. Tournament] Jacque Cool vs. Adolf Rammstein [As the fans hear Pretty Fly For a White Guy by The Offspring begin to play they get hyped up and begin to cheer as loud as they can! The fire works begin to go off as Jacque Cool with his manager Mr. Ca$h enter. Mr. Steel: "Accompanied by his manager, Mr. Ca$h, from Paris, France weighting in at 238 lbs. and standing at 6 feet and 3 inches... Jacque Cooooolll!" Jacque Cool shakes hands with all the ladies and hugs them as he dances his way down to the ring. Suddenly the fans explode with boos as Tier by Rammstein begins to flow. Adolf Rammstein comes out from behind the curtains with a Natzi flag and Nazi suit. Mr. Steel: "And his opponent from Berlin, Germany standing at 6 feet 4 and weighting in at 321 lbs. the pride of Germany... Adolf Raaammmsteinn!" Adolf rolls up his flag and leaves it besides the ring as the bell is rung and Jacque Cool baseball slides into the face of Adolf Rammstein.] Richard Diamond: A great way to start off a match! Maybe this one will be a bit more interesting! Ha, ha, ha! Jonnie Falcon: What is lurking in your head now? Dick, you need to seek some advanced help before it's too late! [Jacque Cool and Adolf Rammstein lock horns on the outside. Adolf gains the edge and connects with a hiptoss and a double foot stomp. He rolls back into the ring and climbs to the top rope and comes down with a flying clothesline that send his opponent down again. Adolf Rammstein grabs Cool and flings him inside the ring. He follows in and hits the ropes and tackles his opponent down just as he was getting back up, with a flying shoulder tackle. And a quick cover... 1... tw... Jacque Cool kicks out without any problem. Both men are now up and tie up. This time Jacque gains the advantage and connects with a DDT sand Adolf flying and then a fist drop. He heads for the ropes and comes down with a splash into a cover... 1... tw... Adolf easily kicks out before a full two count can be made. They lock up again and Cool send Rammstein into the ropes. No! Adolf reverses it and connects with a power slam.] Jonnie Falcon: Hey, this match isn't that bad at all. It's pretty interesting. Richard Diamond: What do you mean? It's the best match of the evening! Ha, ha, ha! [Adolf Rammstein continues the punishment as he begins to pummel Jacque's head. He then tries to lock on the Boston crab but Cool kicks him off. Adolf now heads for the ropes and clotheslines his opponent. He lifts him up and brings him down in pain with the chest breaker. Adolf Rammstein lifts up Jacque again and tosses him into the ropes. A crucifix by Jacque Cool! No! A samoan drop by Adolf! He quickly lifts up his opponent again and connects with a belly-back suplex. Jacque Cool manages to get up by himself but he is sent back down with a piledriver. Jacque Cool seems to be out but Rammstein just lifts him up and drops him with a powerbomb into a small package... 1... 2... 3...! Mr. Steel: "Here is your winner by pinfall, Adolf Raammmsteeiinn!"] Jonnie Falcon: Well, a good match but short. Tonight's show was one of the worst ones ever! Yellow Jacket didn't even show up to say hi to his native fans! Richard Diamond: Well, that is all for tonight. We'll see... [Special Match] Tommy "Lo Life" Bruiser vs. Mike "Suicide" Fulton [Tommy Bruiser walks out from the entrance as Natural Born Killaz mix without the lyrics begins to play. He walks down the ramp and slips into the ring with his TV Title on his shoulder. He asks for a microphone and it's handed to him.] Tommy "Lo Life" Bruiser: Hold your horses Richard! It ain't over 'till the fat lady sings. You know, I was thinking about this TV Title and who should I give the shot at it to and when. Well, I guess your night is here Fulton! Yeah, that is correct! I am giving you a title shot right here right now. You have five seconds to accept.Jonnie Falcon: He can't do that! This match was not scheduled for tonight! He can't just give a title shot to whomever he wants and whenever he wants! Where is Agent Storm? Richard Diamond: It doesn't matter what he can or cannot do, as long as we have fun! And look at the fans! They love each minute of it. After all Tommy will appear tonight! Tommy "Lo Life" Bruiser: I am counting now Fulton... 1... 2... 3... 4... [Enter Sandman by Metallica begins to play as Mike "Suicide" Fulton and Terror Rizon come out. Mike has a mic in his right hand and he begins to speak as he walks towards the ring and slips in.] Mike "Suicide" Fulton: Now, why is that you want to give me a shot? Do you have some kind of a surprise for me? Huh? Well little man, I accept your challenge! I never back down from anything so let's do this right here, right now like you said! Jonnie Falcon: No! Somebody stop those fools! Richard Falcon: Shut your mouth Jonnie! The fans love this so let them have it! I will enjoy this myself! And look! Yellow Jacket is here as well! The Buffalo native is here! [Light by KMFDM begins to flow through the PA system as the Yellow Jacket walks out with a Buffalo Sabers jersey on and with a chair under his arm. He goes down to ringside, unfolds the chair grabs a mic and sits down. Inside the ring Tommy and Fulton lock up as the bell is rung. Tommy gains the edge and send Fulton into the ropes. A crucifix by Fulton... 1... 2... 3...!] Jonnie Falcon: What in the hell was that? He lost that title in less than three seconds! What a moron! Richard Diamond: Well, we're about to find out what is happening! Tommy Bruiser has the mic in his hand again and all three men are back in the ring! [The fans are amazed as they are not sure what is happening. They are silent as Tommy begins to speak.] Tommy "Lo Life" Bruiser: We're back! The new Da Evolution is stronger then we've ever been before. And tonight the Marine Midland Arena is getting the first look at what will be built as a dynasty! Mike "Suicide" Fulton...your new I.W.A. TV Champion...Terror Rizon, well, he's just more guts then brains! And then me... your future I.W.A. World Heavyweight champion! Da Evolution, is gonna' revolutionize the I... W... A...! [The fans explode in cheers but then grow quiet again as the Yellow Jacket outside the ring begins to clap his hands and laughs. Everyone turns the attention to him as he begins to speak.] Yellow Jacket:Bravo! Bravo! A very touching moment. Da Evolution back together again after all these years. It kind of brings a tear to my eye. And you know what Tommy? This is my Evolution and I gave it to you. There has been a lot of backdoor shit going on about this stable that a lot people here have no clue about. Who started it, who does it belong to, and all that junk. Well everybody in their right mind would know that Da Evolution belongs to me. Now I'm not gonna bitch about it, and get personal with the Prez like you had. Telling him that your gonna quit if you don't get your way and proceed your ignorant ways out of here. Because Tommy "Low Life" Bruiser had never been about wrestling; he's been about bitching and whining. Always trying to get your way through the backdoor. Well I don't give a bull. You can have this now smelly-ass stable and you can do all the damage you want to it. I frankly don't give a shit. I'm not going to be telling the Prez what he can or cannot do. This is his fed and he'll do what ever the fuck his stagnant heart desires. I came here to wrestle and not to bitch. My business is in the ring and not back in the office. Go your infantile way and check out how far you can get. Bitch and whimper as much as you want, but when the whip will be at your back than what the hell will you try to do? Your gonna continue to mewl and snivel and that won't get you anywhere but into the deep shit that you have started preparing yourself for now. [The crowd goes wild and starts chanting "YJ, YJ, YJ, YJ, YJ"! The camera then fades and fuzzes as we await what is going to happen next.]