Ray Clement: Evening everyone! Welcome to Wellington New Zealand! With IEW Fury! Yes since the last PPV Fury has not aired, as our ever elusive overseer was not, and still isn’t here. You saw just there the banquet thrown in honor of IEW when we arrived last night. I say arrived, I was late and missed the whole thing. A gesture from E.G Mackie, proving he’s not all bad, but he still couldn’t be kind enough to be with me here tonight! I have the TV set here which was also with me when earlier in the week Mark Blaze, who is apparently bigger than Christ, intimidated me for no good reason. I would turn to the views of my companion E.G Mackie, but as I mentioned he’s not here he’s in Scotland, and the TV that he used to communicate with me, is, well, not plugged in. So I’m left with no choice, but to announce that I’m not commentating alone tonight! Because I’ve asked Karl Weiss to commentate with me! And here he is!

(Karl Weiss was already making his way down to the ring, and Ray stands and shakes Karl’s hand as he sits at the announce table.)

Karl Weiss: Hello Ray.

Ray Clement: Evening Karl, thanks for helping me out here tonight.

Karl Weiss: It’s ok. To be fair, I don’t like the unorganized decision but then you’d be calling the show alone tonight.

Ray Clement: Well folks, tonight is looking to be full of action as Dream Man defends his TV title against Leonardo Miamoto! And the Directors take on Magnum, and Dark Dragon! The night looks good!

Karl Weiss: But first, to my knowledge, we have a triple threat!

Ray Clement: The Dark Warrior and CJ Dude have been toying with the mind of the other this week, and it could really explode tonight. Believe me I’ve been there when it has!

Karl Weiss: However, we’ve seen The Dark Warrior make unprovoked and seemingly pointless attacks to others; he is clearly dangerous, and possibly mad.

Ray Clement: But what part does D’andre play in this?

Karl Weiss: He’s stuck between the Mysterious Dark Warrior, and the hazardous CJ Dude.

The Mic: This next match is a triple threat match, first of all coming down the aisle standing at 6’1 and weighing 227 ibs, Prime Time Player Dean D’andre!

(The arena lights begin to dim as the fans knowing what that means begins to boo. "Hammer Smashed Face" Begins to rip through the arena as the boo's Diminish.)

"There's something inside me It's, it's coming out I feel like wanking you off Let loose the anger, held back too long My blood runs cold Through my anatomy, dwells another being Rooted in my cortex, a servant to its bidding Brutality now becomes my appetite Violence is now a way of life The sledge my tool to torture As it pounds down on your forehead"

(Dean Appears at the head of the rampway looking down at the ring with a cocky smile. The fans continue to boo and berate him as he walks down the ramp.)

"Eyes bulging from their sockets With every swing of my mallet I smash your @#%$ head in, until brains seep in through the cracks, blood does na distorted beauty, catastrophe Steaming slop, splattered all over me Lifeless body, slouching dead lecherous abscess, where you once had a head Avoiding the prophecy of my new found lust You will never live again, soon your life will end I'll see you die at my feet, eternally I smash your face facial bones collapse as I crack your skull in half Crushing, cranial, contents"

(Dean Stops Halfway down the ramp and looks slowly through the fans some fans are throwing things at Dean while others never stop the onslaught of boo's.)

"Draining the snot, I rip out the eyes Squeezing them in my hands nerves are incised Peeling the flesh off the bottom of my weapon Involuntarily pulpifying facial regions Suffer, and then you die Torture, pulverized At one with my sixth sense, I feel Free To kill as I please, no one can stop me Created to kill, the carnage continues Violently reshaping human facial tissue Brutality becomes my appetite Violence is now a way of life The sledge my tool to torture As it pounds down on your forehead"

(Dean slides into the ring and waits for his opponent.)

Ray Clement: I still think the lyrics of that song are horrible.

The Mic: Coming down the aisle standing 6’2 and weighing 220 ibs, CJ Dude!

(The lights dim, and "Whiskey In The Jar" by Metallica plays as C-J walks to the ring with blue and red lights flashing all over the place, slapping the Fans hands. He enters the ring and climbs the turnbuckles to salute and poses for the fans.)

Karl Weiss: CJ makes his debut here tonight, does he have the goods?

The Mic: Finally making his way to the ring, standing 6'3 and weighing 270 ibs from Detroit, Michigan, The Dark Warrior!

(First the lights in the arena dim until completely black, the screen is taken up by the Warrior’s video tape. Then a lightning bolt hits the entrance ramp and an electric shock shoots up the ramp until it explodes at the titan tron, a spotlight appears on the stage as “Dragula” by Rob Zombie blasts over the PA system. DW walks out, the spotlight following him all the way down to the ring as he walks down slowly smacking the hands of a couple of the audience members. DW climbs in the ring and proceeds to one of the 2nd turnbuckles opposite him, raising his arms in the air slowly and bringing them down fast making the other 3 turnbuckles explode and the arena lights come back on.)

Ray Clement: Tina Garcia is the referee, and it’s all hell right now!

(Without waiting, CJ Dude begins violently by making a grab for The Dark Warrior. D’andre however catches CJ off guard, and CJ, is power slammed to the mat. CJ stands slowly after the slam to see D’andre in the clutches of the Dark Warrior, who chokes D’andre aggressively. CJ Dude takes the chance to break the hold with a dropkick! D’andre and Dark Warrior both fall from the force of CJ’s dropkick! Without wasting any time CJ climbs the nearest turnbuckle and body splashes both men! Tina is quick with the count.)

Tina:

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Kick out!

(Both men throw CJ over, and D’andre is the first to his feet. He stomps on the Dark Warrior, and pins him down with an arm bar. Though D’andre would continue, he fins himself on his back as CJ Dude gives him a running kick. Then with Dark warrior rising to his feet CJ Dude and The Dark Warrior exchange blows. Before either man can gain the advantage, CJ finds himself falling backwards, as D’andre rolls him in a pin.)

Tina:

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Kick out!

Ray Clement: A lot of action here, it could be anyone’s match!

Karl Weiss: Well the action has taken a turn for the Warrior’s favor!

(And so it has, as after the pinning combination D’andre stands, and is kicked in the gut by Dark Warrior. CJ dude feels the same fate as he stands, and The Dark Warrior grabs both men in a double DDT! But he takes the extra time to jump, and bounce of the nearest second rope! CJ and D’andre are drilled to the mat! The Dark Warrior makes the pin on both men.)

Tina:

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Kick out!

Karl Weiss: Nice physical prowess by Dark Warrior, he’ll need that sort of skill to win this type of match!

(CJ Dude is up however, and now D’andre aids him in pummeling the Dark Warrior to the ropes. They bounce the Dark Warrior off the ropes and double shoulder block him to the mat. Again, still a team, both men stoop and pull the Dark Warrior off the mat, and hold him in a double side suplex. D’andre and CJ dude both twist and slam at the same time, and the Dark Warrior is thrown and dropped violently on the canvas. D’andre attempts to make the pin, but is caught off guard by CJ Dude. D’andre throws CJ over his head in a Belly to belly suplex, and then takes to the turnbuckle.)

Ray Clement: I can see it now! Maybe a Prime time plot?

(Correct Ray. D’andre executes his version of a shooting star press, and crushes CJ Dude. Tina counts the pin as Dark Warrior stirs.)

Tina:

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(The Dark Warrior pulls D’andre to his feet, and D’andre punches him several times. D’andre lifts the Dark Warrior in a spin buster. Before he has a chance to slam him The Dark Warrior hooks the arms of D’andre and flips the move into the Dark Plagues! A Double under hook pile driver! D’andre folds beautifully, and the Dark Warrior stands to make the final pin. But a recovering CJ Dude stands and lifts the Dark Warrior in The Exasko! His version of a Death Valley Driver! The Dark Warrior comes crashing down on top of D’andre, with CJ dude following.)

Karl Weiss: All three men are out for the count!

Ray Clement: No they are not! Look!

(Without noticing each other, The Dark Warrior has put an arm over D’andre to pin him secretly, but CJ dude has also done the same to pin D’andre. Neither man moves while Tina makes the count.)

Tina:

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3!!!!!!

The Mic: The winner of this match…….

(The Mic is lost until he sees Tina raise CJ Dude’s hand, and The Dark Warrior’s.)

Ladies and Gentlemen, your WINNERS, CJ Dude, and The Dark Warrior!

Ray Clement: Two winners?

Karl Weiss: It looks like that’s the final decision.

Ray Clement: And neither man looks happy with that.

(Both CJ and the Warrior stare viciously at each other, and it is only after a few moments that they both look away, tired, and wary of the other. CJ Dude takes his leave up the aisle, and the Dark Warrior makes a silent escape into the dark depths behind the aisle ramp.)

Karl Weiss: Our next match will be the only title match of the evening, and after an interesting triple threat, expect a good match from Dream man and of course, Leonardo, his opponent.

(Suddenly cameras focus backstage where a returning CJ Dude is in the arena toilets, scratching uncontrollably at his behind. He’s joined by his erstwhile opponent D’andre who both take separate cubicles, and then the image fades.)

Ray Clement: Perhaps they had too much fiber last night.

Karl Weiss: What ever it was, both men were in a hurry to make it to the bathroom.

Ray Clement: The Mic is going to begin!

The Mic: This next match is for the IEW Television title! Coming down the aisle is the challenger standing 6’ and weighing 228 ibs, Leonardo Miamoto!!!!!

(Leonardo's face appears on the screen as he says “Welcome...to Reality!" Then "Son di Mong" plays as Leonardo walks out ignoring the fans. He just walks down the ramp as slow as can be and gets into the ring. He then waits for Dream Man to arrive.)

Ray Clement: This man could walk away tonight with IEW gold, and we don’t know much about his agenda.

The Mic: Now coming down the aisle standing 6'6 and weighing 250ibs, IEW’s Television Champion, Dream Man!!!!

(Dream Man comes out to Aerosmith's "What kind of love are you on" showing off his body and talking trash to the camera. He looks immensely cocky with his TV title.)

Karl Weiss: Dream Man, is here no doubt, to spread more ill will!

Ray Clement: And Pops is the referee for this match!

(The Match begins swiftly with the smaller Leonardo using speed against Dream Man. Dream man grapples with Leonardo, and finds himself being thrown to the ropes. Upon bouncing back, Leonardo flips Dream Man over onto his back, and as Dream Man sits, Leonardo slams both feet into the back of Dream Man. Roaring in agony Dream Man is to his feet, and he hoists Miamoto onto his shoulder and power slams him violently making the ring shake. Dream Man drops a huge leg over Miamoto, and then decides to drag Leonardo centre ring, and pin him.)

Pops:

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Kick out!

(Miamoto kicks out then flips up and hurricanrana’s Dream Man right on top of his head! Miamoto then takes the chance to hold Dream Man down in a body scissors. However, Dream Man stands, pulling Miamoto with him! Dream Man unlocks Miamoto, and swivels him round to drop him in a one armed spine buster! Then from the ground he pulls Miamoto up, and throws him to the ropes. Miamoto bounces back into a back body drop from Dream Man! Miamoto is sky borne and meets the mat with a thud. Dream Man moves in to make the pin, but Miamoto rolls him up in a pinning combination.)

Pops:

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Kick out!

Ray Clement: We almost had a new champion there!

(Dream Man powers out, and then makes a dive for Miamoto, but he receives a dropkick for his troubles. Miamoto gives Dream Man a suplex as he stands, and from there Dream Man is kept down with a flipping leg drop. Miamoto locks one of Dream Man’s legs in a grapevine hold keeping Dream Man from standing. Miamoto stands, still holding the leg, and he throws punch after punch into the face of Dream Man.)

Karl Weiss: Miamoto is violent and focused here tonight!

Ray Clement: But we’ve seem Dream Man take all sorts of punishment.

(Dream Man breaks the hold and as he stands he scoops Miamoto up in a power slam that he converts to a fall away slam! Miamoto stands and receives a boot to the stomach. As he doubles over, Dream Man hooks him in a fisherman’s suplex and launches him high and down to the mat!)

Karl Weiss: Looks like Dream Man is far from finished!

(Dream Man turns to the crowd who are not very pleased to see him. As he turns he is nailed with a sidekick that knocks him flat out. Miamoto builds up momentum, and watches Dream Man rise. A dazed Dream Man turns and falls victim to The Illusion of the Senpumaru!!! Miamoto looks highly charged and takes to the turnbuckle. Suddenly it begins to slip away from Miamoto…..)

Ray Clement: What’s this? Magnum’s here!

Karl Weiss: He’s screwing both Dream Man and Miamoto’s chances of finishing the match!

(Leonardo spots Mangum and goes for a quick pin, but Magnum reaches the standing Dream Man, and forearms him from the ring. Miamoto doesn’t hesitate to continue his attack on Magnum! Dream Man runs from the ring with his title watching Miamoto and Magnum duel in the ring. Magnum boots Miamoto to the mat then pulls him up like an empty sack, and lifts him high in the last call! Miamoto is slammed powerfully to the mat and lies motionless as Magnum leaves the ring, looking highly irritated.)

Ray Clement: This match was ruined!

The Mic: Your winner by Disqualification and still TV champion, Dream Man!

Ray Clement: Dream Man! Lucky escape there, Miamoto had this match won!

Karl Weiss: Looks like a lot more is heading his way….

*The crowd parts and out comes Rizzo with the world title and inexplicably wearing an orange headband with eye holes cut out of it over his eyes. Rizzo climbs to the top rope and he waits for Leonardo to stand up. When he does, Rizzo flies off the top and he nails Leo with a top rope flying title shot of doom. Three ring crew enter the ring and Rizzo backs off a bit. The three men remove their hats to reveal Tommy Contour, Johnny Contour and Rage. Rizzo climbs outside as the other Cavaliers stomp away at Leo. Rizzo pulls a "Leonardo" Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles costume out from under the ring. Rizzo climbs in the ring just in time to see Rage drop Leonardo Miamoto with a crucifix powerbomb.*

Ray Clement: This is great entertainment. The Hong Kong Cavalier are DESTROYING Leonardo Miamoto!

Karl Weiss: What did he ever do to deserve a shot to the head and an Xtremity Maker?

Ray Clement: Looks like they aren't done quiet yet!

*Tommy and Johnny lift Leo up to his feet. The Directors drop Leo with a High Angle Back Drop/Neck breaker Combo.*

Karl Weiss: Leo just got edited out of action for a few weeks!

*Tommy and Johnny drag Leo and they hold him up. Rizzo tosses Rage the Extreme title and he drives it into Leo's head, busting him open. Rizzo grabs the mic from The Mic. The crowd boos the foursome with ferocity.*

Rizzo: And a good evening to you too. *Turns to Leo* As for you... CAW CAW BITCH! It just happens to be your unlucky day. The HKC, well, we felt that we needed to make another big statement tonight. There seems to be some guys out there who think they are more deserving of things than us. Inner Circle, those bitches don't deserve a title shot. Everyone knows the best tag team in the IEW is the team of Johnny and Tommy contour. Guys like Boca and now Dark Dragon or Damien Drake Diablo Warcraft or whatever the f**k his name is think they deserve a shot at title. And of course, little Leo, our very favorite Ninja Turtle.

*Rizzo tosses the Halloween costume to Rage. Rage and The Directors put the costume on Leo.*

Rizzo: This little bastard thought he'd be cute and make a name for himself by calling me out. Well, little man, this time, it's gonna be Michelangelo kicking Leonardo's ass.

*Rizzo hands the mic to Rage. He then lifts Leonardo up to his feet and he slams him to the mat with a rotating fireman's carry slam.*

Ray Clement: Poor Miamoto just got driven to the mat again!

Karl Weiss: At least we found out what Rizzo was doing wearing that ridiculous thing.

Rage: It seems like no one paid any attention to what I said on Mayhem, I got arrested because some pompous jackass has wax in his ears. If you didn't hear right, I never admitted to burning down his renovated asylum mansion house, No-No, I said, He doesn't have any of his title. This is pure speculation now, but I bet you what's on that video is Boca Del Inferno falling asleep with a cigarette in his mouth, that'd bring a whole new meaning to the nick name I gave to him, The Inferno Mouth.

*Rage chuckles a little bit, while the crowd boos him. Leonardo struggles to get up but, Tommy Contour applies a camel clutch and Johnny yells at him along with Rizzo. Rage paces a little bit in the part of the ring where the assault is not going on in.*

Rage: And what's with everyone staying in the back acting like they can't hear me. I've shouted and yelled at the top of my lungs, saying I am the best; I'm in at the top of the wrestling game here, along with The Directors and The Newly Crowned World Champion in Rizzo.

*Rizzo takes this opportunity to raise the world title up in the air; the fans boo his actions remembering how he stole the title from Bakuryu awhile ago. Rage continues on with his rant*

Rage: You see I'm not afraid of anyone in the back, not Deth, not Jaye Doyle, not Shotgun, not Khrystal Walker, hell; there is not a single person that inflicts fear into my heart or soul, not even this mysterious guy The Dark Warrior. Shotgun, you've got your title shot coming up, when and where is up for you, you can wait all you want but the same outcome will be there waiting for you, LOSS. Now, there's a little more reason for attacking Lil' Leo Motorola. We aren't going around stomping annoying little wanta-be-philosophers into the ground, Oh No, Leonardo wants to play with the big boys, he wants title shots handed to him left and right, he thinks he's god's gift to wrestling. Well Leonardo De Miamoto, you aren't! THESE 4 MEN IN THE RING ARE GOD'S GIFT TO WRESTLING! You want to play with the big boys, Well, How about this, You. The Lord and Master of all that has no talent, versus The One, The Only, The Xtra Xtreme Xpert, The Off Spring of Xtremity, The Man who is going to reign as The Extreme Champion for years to come. Rage.. Yes, Leonardo, You'll get your five minutes of fame, except, that's all your getting.

(Rage kicks away at Leonardo along with Rizzo and The Directors. After a little while of the 4 man beat down, they all raise each other's arms in a victory showing off their dominance, The World Title Strapped around Rizzo's waist, and the Extreme Title around Rage's waist.)

(A break is made for advertising. And just a soon as it began, it ends, and we are returned to Karl and Ray.)

Ray Clement: Well that’s was quite a despicable act by the HKC there, but I can guess that there was always the intimidation factor to think about.

Karl Weiss: Speaking of which. Our next match is…..

(He is interrupted by the footage of Dream Man in the locker room toilets, scratching his behind with his title, before he dives into one of the cubicles, obviously very irritated.)

Ray Clement: I think there was something in the wine last night…..

Karl Weiss: Well, Crocodile of the beastly squad is in action next against the fine competitor Thunder Cat!

The Mic: Coming down the aisle accompanied by Lion, standing 6’5 and weighing 245 ibs, Beastly Squad member Crocodile!!

(The lights dim and a green fog covers the arena as "Welcome to the Jungle" plays in the background. Crocodile enters the arena just as the music starts rocking, accompanied by a few strobe light flashes, as in a strike of lightning. He wears green and black face paint along with a crocodile-head-shaped headdress with a scaly cape attached. Crocodile walks calmly to the ring with determination in his eyes. As Crocodile enters the ring, he shows off his agility by crouching on the top rope and somersaulting into the ring. Then Croc stands in the middle of the ring and lifts up his hands as green flames slowly protrude out of the four turnbuckles. Then, Crocodile throws his hands to his side, and the flames suddenly extinguish as the music stops and the lights turn back on. Then Crocodile takes off his headdress ready for the match. Lion waits on the outside.)

The Mic: And his opponent from Ottawa Ontario, Canada, weighing 245ibs and standing at 6’2, Thunder Cat!

"Hunger" by Kick Axe starts up... and the pyro goes off (Goldberg's pyro). When the first verse starts up, the Thunder Cat explodes onto the ramp (like Mysterio). Walks down to the ring and jumps from floor to apron. Enters the ring (like Macho Man) and stands in the corner facing across the ring.

Ray Clement: And the cat and croc are ready to go! Shane Stevenson is the referee for this one!

(Thunder cat goes straight to work on Crocodile by turning a grapple between the two into a waist lock! From there Thunder Cat takes him over in a German suplex! The end result is pulled high, and Thunder Cat drops Crocodile in a power bomb! Now with one leg in his grasp, Thunder Cat flips Crocodile round onto his stomach, and applies a single leg crab.)

Karl Weiss: Nice chain of moves there, Thunder Cat could win right here.

(Not yet however, as Crocodile throws Thunder Cat off before he can put any more pressure on the leg. With the Cat standing Crocodile makes a lunge for him and scoops him high in a spine buster. But he runs with Thunder Cat and slams him into the turnbuckle! Thunder Cat is about to fall off, when Crocodile hooks his head and falls to the mat with a DDT! Thunder Cat is pulled up by Croc who tries to suplex him, but Thunder Cat suplexes him instead, right into the turnbuckle! Thunder Cat ties Crocodile up and begins to stomp on him, then backs up after several stomps, and Thunder Cat dropkicks both of Crocodile’s knees and he falls from the ropes.)

Ray Clement: Thunder Cat thinks 5 moves ahead of his opponent.

(Thunder Cat backs off from Crocodile and makes a run for him. He jumps high, and Crocodile catches him in a power slam! He slams Thunder Cat. As the Cat stands Crocodile lifts him high in a pile driver! Thunder Cat is out for the count, or at least Crocodile thinks he is, as he drags Thunder Cat to the turnbuckle. Crocodile climbs the turnbuckle and leaps off with an elbow drop to Thunder Cat’s head! Thunder Cat rolls on the canvas, and Crocodile picks him up and throws him to the outside as he recuperates. As Crocodile distracts the referee, Lion, another cat, clothes lines Thunder Cat and after punching him several times, he throws him back into the ring. Crocodile notices Thunder Cat back in the ring, and makes a grab for him. He is unsuccessful, as Thunder Cat rises and lifts Crocodile in a Samoan drop! He runs forward, flips, and drops Crocodile on the canvas, and then Thunder Cat takes to the turnbuckle. He falls with a body splash, and Shane makes the pin.)

Shane:

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Karl Weiss: Nice chain moves! Again from Thunder Cat!

(Crocodile is dazed, and climbs to his feet. He stumbles forward into the Cat’s grip, and he positions him on the turnbuckle for the Cat’s Cradle! Crocodile tries to counter the move with a flip into a pin, but Thunder Cat only launches him harder and further, and he crashes to the mat and into the pin.)

Shane:

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(Thunder Cat pulls Crocodile to his feet and throws him to the ropes. The Returning Crocodile swiftly pulls Thunder Cat off his feet with a head lock! As he squeezes he pulls the Cat down to one knee. With Thunder Cat weakened, Crocodile converts the head lock to a sleeper hold! Thunder Cat fades slightly, but won’t let himself lose consciousness yet. With a lot of strength Thunder Cat pulls Crocodile high in a German suplex and drops him on the mat. Thunder Cat gains a boost of energy and runs to the ropes bouncing back with a fore arm for Crocodile! Unfortunately for Thunder Cat, Crocodile is more than ready for him, and in a split second Crocodile grabs Thunder Cat in the Crocodile Death Roll! Thunder Cat is so stunned and dazed that Crocodile makes the immediate pin.)

Shane:

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The Mic: Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner, Crocodile!

Ray Clement: Well what a fabulous reversal!

Karl Weiss: Even Thunder Cat didn’t see it coming!

(Lion enters the ring and both he and Croc attack Thunder Cat after the match, and perform the Beastly Death Drop on Thunder Cat! The ring is suddenly filled with officials trying to clear the ring for the next match.)

Ray Clement: I’ve got a feeling that The Beastly Squad are trying to send a message to the Directors. There is some bad blood between them!

Karl Weiss: And maybe some interpretive dance too, look!

(Sure enough Lion and Crocodile seem to have suddenly received a powerful wedgie each! Lion shuffles, trying to ignore the irritation in his lower regions, and Crocodile leaves the ring walking like he’s about to explode down below. Lion scratches, and Crocodile wriggles, as they leave the ring, both confused and embarrassed, but not knowing fully want is bothering them. The Camera follows them backstage. The Locker room toilets are packed with IEW officials and camera people now! All of them scratching and Squirming and trying to use the cubicles. Crocodile and Lion fight through the mass of people, clearly very anxious to get some privacy!)

Ray Clement: What ever is happening in there, it’s getting worse!

Karl Weiss: We need to get word from the medical staff!

Ray Clement: Our next bout is between men who made the IEW intercontinental title what it is!

Karl Weiss: Doctor Love the current Champion, takes on Dave Jess, in a non title match!

The Mic: This next match is a Non title singles contest, coming down the aisle, standing at 6 foot, and weighing 233ibs, Dangerous Dave JESS!

(I want to conquer the World by Irn Mullet blasts over the speakers and Dave struts out from behind the curtain with a cocky grin on his face. Dave walks over to one side of the stage and raises his arms in the air, much to the chagrin of the crowd. Dave then walks over to the other side of the stage and does the same thing. Dave struts down the ramp whilst taunting the fans. Once he gets to the ring Dave climbs up the steps and onto the apron. He calls for the ring announcer to come over, when they do Dave grabs them by the collar with one hand and points at the ropes with another, whilst shouting at them. Dave then throws them towards the ropes. After the ring announcer takes a few seconds to compose themselves they get up and hold the middle rope down for Dave to step through, which he does. Once in the ring Dave regains his cocky smile, he walks round the inside of the ring with his arms raised in the air to further antagonize the crowd.)

The Mic: Coming down the aisle, from Las Vegas Nevada, weighing 255ibs and standing at 6’4, IEW’s Intercontinental Champion, Doctor Love!

"Love Machine" by W.A.S.P. begins to play as thousands of foil hearts fall from around the arena as the music starts. Multi-colored laser lights dance around the entrance area, then join together to form one large beam striking Doctor Love, with his muscles flexed. He is accompanied to the ring by his wife and valet, Celeste valentine, who is making final touches to his hair. While walking down the ramp, Celeste begins spraying air freshener around the arena, and continues to do so in the ring while Doctor Love is telling the referee, “Keep your dirty filthy hands off of me throughout the match so I won't have to take another herbal bath! "

Ray Clement: Just like that the Match begins, Balls Brukowski is the referee!

(The Match begins and it seems Dave Jess, would prefer a pose down with Doctor Love instead! Dave makes a pose much like a Greek God, and Doctor Love cannot resist making a better one. Dave steps closer, making an even more muscular pose to Doctor Love! The Doc is irritated and makes an even more impressive pose, with his glistening rippling body quivering in the arena lights. Dave Makes one final pose that gets a cheer from the crowd, he even lies down to fully finish the flex. Doctor Love is enraged! Though Balls Brukowski is impressed.)

Karl Weiss: Maybe Dave Jess is the true Doctor of Love tonight!

(Doctor Love makes a grab for Dave Jess. Dave coolly leaps up and executes the ‘Caught in a Trap’ Hurricanrana, and to the delight of the crowd Doctor Love is thrown flat on his back. Dave makes a rock stallion pose, and the crowd cheer, but not completely for the pose. A furious and embarrassed Doctor Love stands right up behind Dave. As DJ turns, Doctor Love sends him skyward in the Spanish fly, and drills him to the mat, smothering him for the pin.)

Balls:

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The Mic: The Winner of this Match IEW’s Intercontinental Champion Doctor Love!

Karl Weiss: Well what a ‘match’

Ray Clement: Looks like the Doctor can’t have anyone out pose him really. And after a Spanish fly like that, I couldn’t see many people getting up from it.

Karl Weiss: Looks like two more have joined the Dance troop!

(And he’s right! Dave Slides from the ring rubbing his hind quarters and runs for the aisle. Doctor Love on the other hand wont go to the length of scratching his beautiful behind in front of the crowd, so he makes a swift walk out of the arena, with Celeste giving no concern and making constant lunges into her attire to sooth the itching, irritating, sensation!)

Ray Clement: Something is seriously wrong here tonight!

(He’s not wrong, back stage voices can be heard on the camera Microphones in the locker room toilets. One cubicle has been slammed shut, and the voice is familiar.)

Rizzo: What the hell is going on!?! My ass is on fire!

(And from the cubicle beside him)

Rage: I don’t know! Maybe Dr Lilo has a stool sample! He might know what’s going on!

(We are returned to the ring for the main event.)

The entire place goes dark and the Large Screen turns on and an old fashioned countdown for old films appears. It counts down from 5......4......3......2.....1... DIRECTORS! “Requiem for the Gods” softly plays on the PA as the arena goes dark and only soft lights on the floor light up as Reverend Rougeau walks down the isle first, carrying a huge script book, containing all the “morals and ethics” that Director-ism teaches. He is soon followed by Sister Starlet, who even under her Nun outfit is incredibly sexy. They both slowly enter the ring and get on their knees as they raise their hands up to the ceiling. Then a bright light shines down on them, as The Directors slowly are lowered down the middle of the ring, like Angles coming down from heaven. When they land, they take off their White robs with angel wings on the back of them. The Directors extend their arms out from them, so that Sister Starlet and Reverend Rougeau each take of their coats and wait outside of the ring.

"Feuer Frei" by Rammstien hits the PA, Tommy and Johnny look up the ramp and talk back and forth between each other, probably thinking out what the are going to do. Dark Dragon stops halfway down the ramp, as "Kashmir" by Led Zepplin replaces The German Rock Band’s Music. Magnum charges the ring, Double D follows him in. The Directors stay in the ring, not afraid of either men, even though Magnum towers both men. Tommy goes to the outside, and so does Dark Dragon. The bell sounds.

Karl Weiss- Magnum and Johnny start things out for us, this being the main event. Ray, what would be your strategy in this match up?

Ray Clement- Well, I’d keep Magnum out of the match for as long as possible. You can’t really do that, seeing how Magnum is up to bat right now, so I’d have to go with quick tags and lots of small attacks on the big man. The Directors know the fundamentals of tag team wrestling, so this ought to be easy.

Karl Weiss- Well, So does Magnum.

Ray Clement- That’s true, but you’ve got to realize that Dark Dragon hasn’t tagged with Magnum, it was The Dream Man. The Dream Team is no more, thanks to Magnum’s monumental ego. Those aren’t my words, those are Dream Man’s.

While the announcers talk back and forth, Magnum and Johnny Contour have locked up in the middle of the ring, and Magnum has just taken it to Johnny, just because of sheer size and strength. Magnum has Johnny in the corner and continues to drive his upper thigh into Johnny’s gut. He allows him to stumble out from the turnbuckle and fall straight on his face which the crowd absolutely loves. Tommy yells at the crowd to shut up, but they only get louder. Magnum pulls up Johnny but he quickly pokes him in the eye and delivers a quick jawbreaker. Tommy makes the tag and quickly kicks at Magnum as he slowly recovers. This doesn’t stop Magnum from getting up, Tommy quickly slings himself into the ropes, Magnum goes for the big boot, but Tommy quickly slides underneath the big man’s legs and tag his partner, who springs off the top rope and hits the big man with a missile drop kick. Johnny takes a cheap shot at Dragon while Magnum recovers from the drop kick. Dark Dragon quickly tries to get into the ring the referee steps in. Johnny quickly applies the Camel Clutch to Magnum as his cousin quickly enters the ring to deliver a drop kick to the face of Magnum. He exits the ring, and Johnny reapplies the camel clutch to Magnum. The referee checks to see if Magnum is going to tap out, but to no avail. Johnny breaks the hold and lifts The Big Man up, he goes for a suplex, which is a bad idea, and Magnum just powers him down to the ring. Johnny tries to make an escape tag to his brother, but Magnum has him by the leg. He can’t easily escape, and is brought in for a high angled slam. Magnum goes for the pin, 1-2- Johnny quickly comes in and breaks the count with a kick to the back. The referee chases him off, and Magnum goes as to get at Tommy. Johnny quickly comes up behind him and gets him in a small package. 1-2- The referee notices that Johnny has his feet on the ropes.

Karl Weiss- Johnny is lucky the referee just didn’t throw out this match because his blatant cheating.

Ray Clement- He is very lucky, The Directors are doing a great job on isolating Magnum, making sure he doesn’t get to the fresh Dark Dragon.

Karl Weiss- Even then I don’t think it’d be a good idea to tag him in.

Ray Clement- Why is that?

Karl Weiss- Dark Dragon is 100 pounds lighter than both Johnny and Tommy, that’s a huge difference.

Ray Clement- Maybe so, but you’ve got to realize Dark Dragon has a few tricks up his sleeves.

Johnny tags in Tommy who enters and quickly enters and chokes away at Magnum in the corner. The referee takes Tommy aside and gives him a lecture. Johnny quickly enters the ring and begins to choke away at Magnum while the referee’s back is turned. He slides outside of the ring just as the referee turns around. Tommy goes to lift Magnum up, but he quickly lifts him up and runs to the middle of the delivering a sit out power bomb like non-other. Both men struggle to make the tag as the referee makes the mandatory ten-count. The two men make there tags, Dragon and Johnny the two high fliers in the match meet. The two lock up and Johnny takes the advantage he goes for a gut wrench suplex, but Dark Dragon reverses it and hits a takedown out of nowhere using Johnny’s momentum against him. He quickly jumps up, and drags Johnny down only to drop him on his head. Tommy charges at Double D out of nowhere and side steps him making me go right into the turnbuckle. As he bounces off the turnbuckle, Dragon quickly trips him backwards and allows him to fall on his knee. He goes to pick up Johnny for the Tornado DDT off of the turnbuckle, but he reverses it into a Northern Light Suplex followed up by spine buster after he rolls his hips and lifts him up.

Ray Clement- Oh my, 1-2- Dark Dragon kicks out, purely amazing.

Karl Weiss- How could he have kicked out from that move that was a devastating combination?

Ray Clement- I’ve got no clue what so ever.

Johnny lifts up Dark Dragon for The Final Act, but Dark Dragon quickly thrust kicks him in the stomach and lets him up for The Dragon’s Rage, his variation of the Twist of Fate. He goes over to Magnum who is ready for the tag when all of a sudden ream Man's

Theme "What kind of love are you on" blares threw the PA system. He quickly turns around and begins to jabber about how he’s going to rip The Dream Man a new one. He jumps down off of the apron and goes is search for The Dream Man behind the curtains. Dark Dragon can’t believe his eyes!

Ray Clement- Where the hell is Magnum going?

Karl Weiss- This can wait till after the match! He can do his little hide and go seek with Dream Man later; he’s got a match to finish.

Dark Dragon shakes his head in frustration and decides he’s going to end it now. Double D lifts up Johnny for the Torque Converter, he punches the guy doing an uppercut styled punch to where he is lifting him but when Dark Dragon lifts Johnny up and goes to flip him around out of the blue Johnny hits a RKO off. The crowd is booing non-stop as he climbs up the turnbuckle and goes for “That’s Showbiz”. He goes for the pin, 1-2-3!

Ray Clement- This is all because Magnum got caught up in the moment with The Dream Man’s fake!

Karl Weiss- Are we sure it wasn’t just a clever plot by The Directors, just playing off of Magnum hell bent on revenge?

Ray Clement- Maybe so, but it doesn’t look like they are done with The Dark Dragon.

They will stomp and beat on him again and again. Tommy rolls out of the ring and returns with a table. He sets it up as Johnny continues to stop away at Dark Dragon who is tied up in the tree of woe. Tommy removes him from the tree of woe, and quickly puts him in the Insider’s Edge. He maneuvers Double D over the table and sends him falling, which is kind of ironic because Johnny hits the Falling reverse DDT, completing The Salivation as they like to call it. The Directors laugh a carry on while, Reverend Rougeau grabs a mic.

RR: You as world champion? HA! That's an insult to everybody here, but mostly to Rizzo! So listen closely and listen good! You if EVER, again mention you and the world title in the same sentence again, The Directors, along with the rest of the Hong Kong Cavilers will put you through such pain week after week, you'll wish you were in hell, you little punk. Rest in peace bitch!

(Reverend Rougeau tosses the mic down and grab Tommy and Johnny's arms up and raises them in victory. They then leave, with Sister Starlet clapping all the way up to the back. The Directors then take a bow, only to more boos. The group begin to make a swift exist from the arena, as Rougeau, Starlett, Tommy and Johnny simultaneously experience the same irritating sensation as the others. Dark Dragon slides from the ring, and even his dark intent cannot abide the horrid itching in his nether regions. A concerned Ray Clement begins to speak)

Ray Clement: Well the night would end on that match buy Dr Lilo and the medical team have come out here to try and work out what the problem is back stage.

(Beside Ray stands at the announce table with Dr Lilo, Melanie Davis and Dr Leech.)

Karl Weiss: Dr Lilo, can you tell us what is going on back stage?

Dr Lilo: Yes, I can. It is an obvious case of…….

(He is interrupted as the titantron stutters into life and something is shown. It seems like it is a musical number, with music filling the arena. Striding on screen is the ever elusive E.G Mackie, who has behind him a chorus of people, who are usually his dancers. All are dressed in colorful attires; much like the cast of ‘Fame’ it would seem that an answer for the night’s discomfort has arrived. The Chorus, alongside E.G Mackie begins to sing a parody of the Parody song, ‘Star Trekking’ By The Firm.)

E.G Mackie:

Extreme Wrrrestling, That’s International

Women’s Chorus:

We are at the mercy of Matt Rison’s right hand.

E.G Mackie:

Extreme Wrrrestling, That’s International

Women’s Chorus:

It was looking bad, so E.G Mackie saved the show

There’s Thread Worms in the condiments

Condiments

Condiments

There’s Thread Worms in the condiments

Condiments

Guys

Men’s Chorus:

That’s tough folks, but now you all know it

Now you all know it

Now you all know it

That’s tough folks, but now you all know it

Now you all know it

Folks

Women’s Chorus:

There’s Thread Worms in the condiments

Condiments

Condiments

There’s Thread Worms in the condiments

Condiments

Guys

E.G Mackie:

Extreme Wrrrestling, That’s International

Women’s Chorus:

We are at the mercy of Matt Rison’s right hand.

E.G Mackie:

Extreme Wrrrestling, That’s International

Women’s Chorus:

It was looking bad, so E.G Mackie saved the show

Men’s Chorus

Their most active time is night time

Night time

Night time

Their most active time is night time

Night time

Dudes

That’s tough folks, but now you all know it

Now you all know it

Now you all know it

That’s tough folks, but now you all know it

Now you all know it

Folks

Women’s Chorus:

There’s Thread Worms in the condiments

Condiments

Condiments

There’s Thread Worms in the condiments

Condiments

Guys

(All choruses salute the watchers for a moment)

E.G Mackie:

Like all things, they like to breed

Like to breed

Like to breed

Like all things, they like to breed

Like to breed

Friends

Men’s Chorus:

Their most active time is night time

Night time

Night time

Their most active time is night time

Night time

Dudes

That’s tough folks, but now you all know it

Now you all know it

Now you all know it

That’s tough folks, but now you all know it

Now you all know it

Folks

Women’s Chorus:

There’s Thread Worms in the condiments

Condiments

Condiments

There’s Thread Worms in the condiments

Condiments

Guys

(E.G Mackie marches every time he has the chance to sing.)

E.G Mackie:

Extreme Wrrrestling, That’s International

Women’s Chorus:

We are at the mercy of Matt Rison’s right hand.

E.G Mackie:

Extreme Wrrrestling, That’s International

Women’s Chorus:

It was looking bad, so E.G Mackie saved the show

(A Cossack dance begins.)

Men’s Chorus

It’s a full on pain in the ass

In the ass

In the ass

It’s a full on pain in the ass

In the ass

Chaps

Like all things, they like to breed

Like to breed

Like to breed

(The Cossack dancing continues.)

Like all things, they like to breed

Like to breed

Friends

Their most active time is night time

Night time

Night time

Their most active time is night time

Night time

Dudes

That’s tough folks, but now you all know it

Now you all know it

Now you all know it

That’s tough folks, but now you all know it

Now you all know it

Folks

Women’s Chorus

There’s Thread Worms in the condiments

Condiments

Condiments

There’s Thread Worms in the condiments

Condiments

Guys

(The dancing and singing stops and E.G Mackie stands triumphantly knowing his influence has been made.)

E.G Mackie:

Brothers, your next destination, will give you your needed medication, for now, bear the horrid irritation! IEW, behold the infection that promised it would not die!

(The singing commences!)

E.G Mackie:

Extreme Wrrrestling, That’s International

Women’s Chorus:

We are at the mercy of Matt Rison’s right hand.

E.G Mackie:

Extreme Wrrrestling, That’s International

Women’s Chorus:

It was looking bad, so E.G Mackie saved the show

E.G Mackie:

Extreme Wrrrestling, That’s International

Women’s Chorus:

We are at the mercy of Matt Rison’s right hand.

E.G Mackie:

Extreme Wrrrestling, That’s International

Women’s Chorus:

It was looking bad, so E.G Mackie saved the show

(And instead of a bow or any pretentious nonsense the titantron switches off suddenly. Ray Clement speaks as quickly as he can.)

Ray Clement: Well now I’m glad I missed the welcome! Was that what you were going to say Dr Lilo?

Dr Lilo: Yeah, kind of…..He’s right you know, the next destination has the medication, because I don’t have any worming tablets.

Karl Weiss: That’s not good news.

Ray Clement: And we are now totally out of time! All that’s left is for me to Thank Karl Weiss, Dr Lilo, Melanie Davis, Dr Leech, and myself Ray Clement! Don’t touch infected foot folks and avoid irritation! Good Night!

(The show is almost of air, but not quite, as suddenly Security flood the arena! The massive army of security only seen on Fury sweeps through the arena and begins to escort the paramedics and the announcers out of the arena! The night fades out, with the removal of the announce table and even the camera and ring crew. Fury is almost being escorted somewhere else……)

[End Transmission]

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