Tension in Ueno: Tag Team Championship Ladder Match- United Kingdom Elite (c) vs WhiteGale

John was busy trying to catch his breath, Sion was pressuring the artist quickly. Normally the artist could handle speedy opponents by being able to grab hold of them and countering them with a strong hold, but the style of offence the Canadian was delivering had made it hard to handle. Sion had used the ring and the surroundings to his advantage to batter the master of creation, perhaps this was a wise decision. Seeing as how he was probably the more fresher of the two tag champs, it made sense to try and target Mr Carnaby.

The artist tried to get his bearings, though considering that John had been driven into the nearby steel guard rails. That was more easier said than done, and it was something that Sion sought to take advantage of. Sion's move wasn't a fancy one, but it was going to quite effective as he hefted John up and onto the top of the guard rail. John gave out a harsh gasping noise, spit flying from his mouth as his gut made contact with the steel. After a couple of seconds Mr Carnaby would simply flop down, still in the side of the ring but feeling quite out of it.

Meanwhile Ryan was taking the fight to Daisuke, him and John had already pegged her to be the more troublesome element. And working on the legs was going to make it harder for the stubborn Canadian to climb the ladder, the response of Dai in regards to his earlier attack had made the British paragon smell blood. A whiff of that was enough to convince Mr Knight that he should carry on with his current endeavour.

And Ryan had an idea of just how to do that, perhaps a hold might be the order of the day. The British paragon would slide out the ring and make to grab Ms Daisuke, though he didn't try to drag her all the way out the ring. Rather he'd just make sure her legs were hanging off the apron, and Mr Knight would then try to jump up and slam an elbow right down on Dai's right kneecap. It was something rather unorthodox from the normally classic wrestling Brit, but he hoped this gambit might pay off otherwise his elbow was gonna bounce off the apron.

Already knowing what we was going for Sion went to pick up John and put him on top of the table, giving him a few body shots as well to get him to stay on there before back towards the ring. He climbs up to the top rope and as he went up Lina backed away from the table, knowing what Sion had in mind. Lita was still pretty close to it but Sion figured she'd move out of the way when he took off. While she didn't think she would be in any harm where she was standing she was going to originally back up with Lina, but didn't as something made Lita second guess for a moment if she and Lita secured the table legs correctly, which they did. Like if the table fell on its own unexpectedly it would make for a rougher than expected landing. She did look up and saw Sion coming down towards John with the shooting star press.

Things weren't getting any better for Daisuke as she felt herself being dragged. She was going to grab hold of the ropes to avoid being pulled completely out, but they didn't end up going that far. The end still wasn't a pleasant one. She groaned as she felt strike her down low. She covered up where Ryan just target with a hand while her other arm wrapped around the bottom rope, in the event he felt like pulling her out the rest of the way.

John was feeling a bit out of it, hell he was wondering how he was still able to breathe after being brought down onto the steel guard post by Sion. His arms had covered the attacked area in a vain effort to try and soothe the pain, though at least the master of creation had been able to breathe though his nose. Mr Carnaby knew that things weren't looking good for him, the Canadian taking advantage of the artist's vulnerable state. And it seemed the enemy was trying for a coup de grace.

The tag champ grunted as he was set up on a table, John felt the smooth wood on his bare back. Being in this position could only mean one thing, well it was the most likely thing. Sion was gonna try and leap off something and put Mr Carnaby out, John began panting heavily. This had gone from bad to dangerous, but suddenly the young man noted that Lita was near. Her looking up must have meant one thing, Sion was up in the air. And in that split second John mustered up what he had, got off the table and had shoved Lita harshly onto the table before staggering backwards. Pure desperation.

Elsewhere Ryan had been successful in his offence against the blonde Daisuke, that leg was gonna be a bit harder to climb with now. Just as the British paragon had planned, still he had been so focused on taking the Canadian down a peg that he'd only just heard the sound Sion would make as he crashed through the table. Mr Knight was confident that Daisuke was going to be pausing after that attack he did on her, thankfully it looked as if John had escaped that sticky situation. It was looking like it might be time to try and regroup for Britain's finest, while they could. Mr Knight would make his way to John and help him up, one arm over his back and get him away from that table.

"C-Close shave there boss....." John muttered, with Ryan giving a grunt in response.

Lina gasped and covered her mouth in shock when she saw John not only roll off the table but also pull Lita into the position he was in before Sion took off what looked like one motion. Sion didn't have time to react to the sudden which as the transition of John removing himself from the table and putting Lita in his place was one of those moments where if you blinked you would have missed it. Lita was surprised being pulled into the line of first she didn't have time to prevent it from happening. The sudden grab did give her a slight sharp pain in the arm, but that would be the least of her worries as Sion landed on top of her instead of John.

Lina was concerned with what happened and as soon as the table broke she slide down next to Lita and checked on her. Even if the intended target was the one who took it Sion would have needed a few seconds anyway to pull himself together and remove himself from the wreckage, instead he remained where he was, also concerned with the sudden change in target. Lina knew this was just a freak stroke of luck with Lita being the one who took the move and while she wanted to see if Lita was alright there was still a match going on. She tells Sion to get back in there and give him a tiny shove to get him going to get of Lita. It took a little bit to get a reaction from Lita as she was staring at the lights and with a small groan she asked Lina "What the fuck happened?" John did have an opening to get the better of Sion if he could get a hold of Sion before Sion could get back up and find him first.

Even with how Daisuke was feeling, she knew she couldn't stay down for very long without anything else happening. She looked to use the ropes to pull herself back up. She didn't feel Ryan on or near her at that current moment, but knew that could change. Back on the outside, Lina told Lita to stay where she was. She knew Lita was a tough one, but there was no pressure for her to rush back into this. Lina looked up for a moment to see if Sion got back in the fight, but instead saw Ryan coming closer to them. She didn't know if Ryan was intending on just dealing with Sion, or if he had any ideas in taking her out of the picture as well. Still, with Lita where she was she looked like she would pounce if Ryan came close enough and provoked her or Lita.

John normally wasn't one to put someone else in harm's way, quite often in his tag matches he ended up taking the hit for his boss or taking the other person out so they could attain victory. This was different though, the person that John put in the firing line was a member of the enemy faction and this was no DQ. Plus the titles were on the line, and John didn't trust Lita or Lina enough to put it past them to try and run-in and shove him or Ryan off the ladder when they tried to climb up it.

The match had at this point certainly taken it's toll on both men, whereas Ryan's back was bright red from all the collisions with steel John's chest was red from hitting the guard rail. Nevertheless that paled in comparison to the wreck Sion was in, sure he might be able to get up. Though that move would have taken quite a bit out of the male Canadian that would have been worth it had he landed on Mr Carnaby, but no dice. This could turn out to be just the chance for the tag team champs to put the match in their favour.

"Boss, stay on him?" John muttered so that only Ryan could hear him. Mr Knight grunted in the affirmative, the artist took a deep breath and would prepare to do so. John would try to approach Sion as he prepared to get up, grab him by the scruff of the neck and back and toss him into the nearby guard rail. John would admit that escape hadn't been his most noble one, but pragmatism won out over honour this time.

With his partner planning to go back to work on the male Canadian Ryan knew that Daisuke was going to be persistent, perhaps he should have continued to focus on the blonde woman. Though making sure his partner was still able to fight was perhaps the more conservative decision, Mr Knight would move the apron flap up and a ladder was waiting there just as he expected. Ryan would prepare to enter the ring, but he would fling the ladder into the ring. Lobbing it right over the top rope where it would land close to the ring centre, followed by him sliding in under the bottom rope.

It looked like Lina and Lita were going to be left alone, but Lina kept an eye on Ryan as he went back to the ring.  When John focused his attention back on Sion and sent him into the railing she gave John a small growl, not approving of how things are right now.  For Sion the landing could have been a lot worse. John could have moved and Lita left alone, which then he would have went through the table directly.

As for Daisuke she saw Ryan looking under the ring for something as she got back to her feet, but wasn't looking to stop him.  After seeing a second ladder brought, and the way it was brought in, made her groan a little bit.  "Really?" she said to herself.  She saw the chair that was used earlier on near by and as Ryan slid back in she picked it up and hid it behind her back as she moved towards Ryan with a little bit of a limp.  When she would get close enough she would look to throw the chair in his direction.

As far as Ryan was concerned Lita and Lina were of no importance to him, all that mattered was those who stood on the card. Sion and Dai, the perpetual flies in the soup for the tag champs. Heck John probably rationalised what he did as him believing that Lita was up to no good and he reacted accordingly, if anything goes then here he goes and all that shit. The artist counted his lucky stars that he'd avoided being driven through that table, otherwise that would have put him out for the foreseeable future.

After sending the Canadian into the guard rail John moved backwards to the apron and gave a sigh, as a tag team wrestler he'd become used to the bursts of chaos that happened when communication broke down. But this match had been nothing but chaos, and truth be told. John thought it wasn't that bad, he looked briefly at Lina and gave her a roll of the eyes. The master of creation decided to try and approach Sion while he was near the guard rail, and use his specialty of holds and apply a side headlock to try and keep the Canadian down. Though he had no doubt that he'd not take this lying down, John certainly wouldn't.

Meanwhile Ryan was intent on getting the titles, that was all there was to it. Tossing ladders was akin to caber tossing, though the ladders were quite lighter to be honest. The Brit heard Daisuke's remark and he promptly shouted with "YES!" when Ryan wanted to it was documented that he could be quite the ham. Mr Knight promptly made his way into the ring, looking every bit like a man on a mission.

No sooner did he stand up though did Daisuke assault the paragon, Ryan knew she would. The woman was like Lucy, blonde and persistent in attempting to get their point across. Mr Knight had made to stand up after he'd gone under the bottom rope, when Daisuke suddenly flung the chair at Mr Knight. And as luck would have it the attack worked in her favour, because it caught Ryan square on the forehead as he was standing up.

"Unnnng......" Ryan grunted out, he had stood up and staggered back. He was reeling for the moment as he flopped against the ropes, the only thing he could ponder was what the hell just hit him there.......

Even though the chair found its mark, Daisuke knew it would take more than one chair toss to keep him down. Something came to mind shortly after the contact, and while it was an unorthodox it sounded like an effective thought. With that in mind she quickly grabbed hold of the chair one more time and this time swung it at Ryan's head, where she saw it make contact just prior. If that too found its mark she would look to continue fire until it either took Ryan down or the chair fell apart. While it was something usually reserved for say a similar situation in a video game, she knew last match it took a lot of effort to get Ryan down and for Sion to in a position where he tapped out, which as everyone knew went undetected by the match official on that night.

Sion felt John grabbing hold of him, looking to keep him where he was. While he didn't feel knocked out from the table spot since there was someone to break the fall, the extra distance did slow him down, as did being thrown against the railing. John had it on Sion for a few seconds before he tried to do anything about it. When Sion felt that he could attempt to stand up again he would try to do so, using the near by railing for support if he felt it was needed. If he managed to get back to a standing position he would try to lift John up for an atomic drop out of slight desperation, with John landing on top of the railing rather than where someone originally would for that particular move, before falling down to his knees.

Ryan had built up a reputation for being nothing if not durable, indeed it was quite difficult to take all the fight out of the young man. He was nothing if not determined, it was also fuelled by ambition. A drive to succeed, and succeed some more. That said though Daisuke had sent him reeling with that chair shot, and Mr Knight had leaned on the ropes briefly before staggering forward.

Only again the blonde Canadian woman smacked him upside the head again with that chair, there was a loud "SMACK!" as the steel connected with Ryan's head. It had been the last thing he needed, and it happened. Ryan only gave a little grunt in response, he'd take one step to the right. And then flop down to the mat hard, in a rather similar vein to Ric Flair as it turned out. As resilient as Britain's paragon could be he had just been hit in the head twice with a chair, that would leave anybody's head ringing.

Meanwhile John was hoping to try and choke the fight out of Sion, the brutality and chaotic nature of this bout had prevented the master of creation from applying the intricate holds he was known for. But choking an SOB out wasn't that hard, or at least Mr Carnaby liked to believe that. Though as it turned out that wouldn't be the case. The man from Canada wasn't going to sit and do nothing in response to John's headlock. The downside to this hold was that the tag champ was in position for a counter, such as.....

An atomic drop, the next thing John knew was that Sion had hoisted him up and had slammed him down. Right on that guard rail, directly onto the family jewels. Now over his time in Tension the master of creation had learned to wear a cup, in case his female foes decided to strike him there. That foresight had come in handy, but against an impact like this and the landing as well as the power of Sion. Meant that little cup wasn't gonna do much.

John gasped wordlessly, his eyes going crossed. And a look of anguish would cross his features before he'd lean to the left and fall down back into the ringside area, in two swift moves WhiteGale had turned the match back into their favour and caused impressive damage to the UK Elite. It wasn't looking bright for the tag champs here all of a sudden.

Daisuke was ready swing away for a while if she had to, but saw Ryan fall over. Not sure if him going down like that was legit or a poly to get her to drop the chair she wouldn't leave it to chance, striking him on the upper part of Ryan's back with the chair, wanting to stay on him. She gestured towards Sion as she saw him getting back to his feet after he did his thing on the outside, wanting him to join her back on the inside of the ring.

Wanting to give John a little parting shot to get him to stay down a little longer, Sion stomped John near his ribs before moving back towards the ring...but not before taking hold of another chair, borrowing one from the timer keeper's area. When he joined his tag partner and wife in the ring they highfived the two chairs together before sizing Ryan up, though Sion took a small glance towards John first to see what his status was. If Ryan were to attempt to get back to his feet and John wasn't close to getting back in the ring they would look to send Ryan right back down again with a conchairto. Daisuke could have easily have nailed Ryan in the back of the head with a chair on her own, but with Sion joining her with one of his own might as well give the opposition two for the price of one.