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

Ryan's head was trying to process the assaults that had occurred to his cranial area, he was no stranger to taking punishment in the squared circle. But as much as he might delude himself into thinking he was the enduring paragon of Britain, Ryan had taken quite the pounding in this match. And it only looked to be getting worse, Daisuke slammed her chair on Ryan's back. Which earned a heavy grunt from the young man, how many times had he taken steel there now? He'd lost track.

Outside the ring John gave a hard wince as Sion stomped on him, nice. Rub salt in the wound, the artist wasn't gonna forget that. Still at least it seemed that the enemy would back off after that, John wanted to breathe easy. But he knew that inwardly he couldn't, not with the conditions of this match. Mr Carnaby balled his fists, and made to start rising up. Even with his nuts being blasted, John had some of that not knowing when to quit nature rubbed off on him. He needed a plan, his gaze drifted to the ring apron. He'd need a weapon.

John had grabbed hold of the guard rail, to help him get his bearings. The artist wanted to move faster but at this point he was still reeling from that previous shot, he tried his best to ignore the numb feeling down there. Mr Carnaby saw his boss was making an effort to get up, only the enemy was preparing for it.

All Ryan got for his troubles was a conchairto, the mixture of violent metal pounded onto the paragon's body was enough to make him shout in pain. Before he drooped back down, this was only making it harder for the champs. John knew of his boss and his tenacity, but there was a limit. It was time for the artist to try and turn things around, he moved to the ring apron. And found a couple of kendo sticks lying there, perfect. Gritting his teeth John would fling one into the air as a distraction, followed by him rolling into the ring before standing up, and swinging for the fences at Sion's head with the other.

When the two chairs connected against John's head, both Daisuke and Sion could feel the titles coming closer to them. They had a feeling with that effort Ryan shouldn't be getting up for a bit and should have plenty of time to get the ladder set up and retrieve the belts. When Sion went to turn to do just that however he took a kendo stick shot from John. While Sion didn't see the first one come into the ring Daisuke did. If she didn't she would have seen John coming and swing away at Sion.

When she turned back to where Sion was she saw the end result of John's swing as Sion fell down from it and looked surprised by it. Still with the chair in hand she took a couple of quick stops forward and swung the chair that she had in her possession at John.

Ryan was probably going to need some time to recover, considering he got his head squashed just now by a pair of steel chairs. The paragon of Britain had taken some insane punishment during his time in the squared circle, even took part in a deathmatch on the Asian indie circuit. Though with those chairs connecting on Ryan's head, it was certainly going to have him reeling. He wasn't out of it completely though, as evident from him groaning quietly and putting both hands on his head to stop the bloody ringing.

Thankfully though John was picking up the slack, he swung for the fences when it came to sticking it to Sion. If it had been a real blade no doubt the head of the Canadian would be flying a good few feet in the air, alas though the artist had to settle for smacking him across the cheek. Sion probably wondered just what hit him there, John was a jedi. The force was strong with him, and he was using it.

Now in the ring John knew that Daisuke was going to try and close in on him and strike him down, Mr Carnaby had quickly narrowed down what he could do. Going in wasn't a wise course of action with the blonde woman pressing on him, and getting smacked with the chair didn't seem very wise. The master of creation would instead try to tilt his body, ducking down and making the chair pass over his head. And as he rose up he'd prepare his counterattack and aim to swing his kendo stick hard again and take it to the blonde Canadian, after what his boss just went through it was safe to assume that John was wanting some measure of payback for it. As Mr Knight was obviously unable to do it himself.

While the double team maneuver Daisuke and Sion preformed on Ryan pleased Lina, she did not like what she saw shortly after with John getting back into the mix. She saw John taking Sion down with the stick, though when John went to do the same same to Daisuke after Dai wasn't able to hit him with the chair, to her it looked like the kendo stick had the opposite effect on Dai. When Daisuke turned around after John was able to avoid the swing from her end she took the stick to the face without an issue. Though instead of it dropping her like Sion she managed to stand her ground and let out a defiant roar-like yell in his direction. If John however, gave her a second shot in retaliation to her reaction to it, that would do the trick and have her john her husband on the canvas.

While the action was going on in the ring, on the outside Lita sat up, still in the wreckage of the broken table. With a small groan she asked Lina "What the fuck happened?" Lina told her "John pulled a fast one but it'll be alright..." adding 'I hope' to herself. She knew Sion and Dai would be alright, even if at the current moment things things looked up in the air with John looking to keep his side in it.

John wasn't much of a weapon user, that much was made clear. But still in the spur of the moment Carnaby had proven that he could certainly go for it if prompted to. Perhaps the sight of seeing his best pal and boss getting smacked around like that added fuel to the fire for the young man, whatever the reason he had it was good enough to work. And John would admit one other thing, smacking Sion round the head felt pretty damn good. The artist had no personal ire towards the Canadian, but if anything goes then here he'd go. Daisuke was going to be sent out the park with that swing, the artist was sure of it.

Right? Well that didn't seem to happen, as it turned out. The artist had paused briefly as Daisuke responded to his attack, she managed to somehow stay standing and even vocally express her anger towards the strike. That made John take one step back, that was unexpected. But the master of creation would try to react accordingly, if at first you didn't succeed. You tried again, simple as that. The tag champ would yell and then prep his kendo stick up and then try to bring it down on the head of the tenacious Canadian, her determination would be admirable. Had it been on anything other than the UK Elite.

Elsewhere Ryan was quietly groaning and moving slightly forward with one arm, it was a sign of life at least. And as long as that was there one could count on the paragon of Britain not being out of the fight, he just needed to catch his breath. That's what he'd tell himself, just biding his time till he could get back in this and then eat WhiteGale and punch the ring until it turned into mush. For now though he a snail, slow and simple in an out of place location.

After Daisuke got taken down from the second strike with the stick, while nobody on her side noticed right away that second shot did do some more visible damage than the first one as she was cut open from it. It wasn't a big opening, but it did have the potential to get worse. While she was down she take a moment to feel her head, but missed where the opening was and didn't detect anything at the moment. As for Sion he did didn't know what was going on above him other than hearing Daisuke scream out. With Daisuke down as well he turned over, still recovering from the shot he took, but wanted to make it look like he wasn't seeing what was going on when in reality he was peaking to see what was going on without it being super obvious.

From where he was he could John's feet and not much above it. But depending on how he held for the next few seconds he might be able to see part of the kendo stick if John held it down for a moment. He caught a glance of Daisuke. Other than what was going on in the match so far nothing really stood out to give him concern for her recent scream. He tried not to think about it much but wondered what John did to warrant it. He could also see the two chairs near by, though he could feel the one he used close to him while the one she used he could only see part of. While he did not see both of them he knew both ladders were still in play, one not too far away. If John focused on Daisuke it would give Sion some time to plot something.

On the outside of the ring, one of the UKE's fans gave Lina a hard time saying Daisuke's all bark and doesn't look so tough own. She turned to the person and with a slight ¬_¬ look on her face she said "I don't see you in there." before turning her attention back to the ring. With how interactive her side's fans have been so far and how some of the UKE's are characters themselves she'sa little bit surprised nothing full blown has happened on the other side of the barrier yet. Still, she was more focused on what was going on on this side and encouraged Daisuke to hang in there.

John would admit that in spite of his occupation he normally wasn't a very violent sort of person, granted he'd step up and fight in the squared circle without hesitation and with confidence in his ability to handle himself. Though he tended to frown upon wanton brutailty, nevertheless it was called for in this occasion. Daisuke had been struck down, it seemed the try again adage had some merit after all. Mr Carnaby felt that the kendo stick had broken a bit, and sure enough the stick looked a bit wobbly. The artist quickly tossed it outside, it served it's purpose. The blond Canadian had been cut, John didn't pause to admire his handiwork. Sure Dai was going to need a breather to ponder just what hit her, but the master of creation didn't want to dilly dally.

Mr Knight had been able to at least subdue the numbing sensation and ringing ears a bit, to the point where he actually knew where he was. Still though Ryan was hurt, the paragon of Britain could take near unreasonable amounts of punishment. But being on the receiving end of a chair sandwhich would floor any man. John had proven himself a good dogsbody thus far in bailing his boss out of trouble, and would grab hold of his boss and help get him back up to a vertical position.

Ryan had one eye shut as he leaned on the nearby turnbuckles, he grunted to John as a sign of gratitude. Now that Mr Knight was back on his feet John would try to carry on fighting, at least as best he could for now. And seeing as how Daisuke was closer out of the enemy John would try to continue and capatilise on his earlier efforts by delivering a couple of stomps down on the downed Canadian.

Sion noticed John drop what looked like to be a broken kendo stick before John began to lay the boot into Dai while she was still down. After noticing again of his surroundings something came to mind and Sion looked to act on it regardless of what else John had in store for Daisuke. Noticing one of the ladders wasn't too far away he look to see how John moved after the last shot was fired. Whether John wanted to focus on some more ground attacks or lift Daisuke up something Sion looked to make good at what his mind came up with. When he felt the time was right he would spring up and grab John up high from behind. If John was was picking Daisuke up the way Sion ran in it might have caused Daisuke to be indirectly shoved out of the way. Still keeping his motion going he would shift in the direction to where one of the fallen ladders was and look to execute a running bulldog, introducing John up close and personal to the ladder. Should Sion have pulled that off he would remain down for a moment or two as the sudden jolt from where his starting position was took a bit out of him, though with how the ladder was laying there it wasn't a perfectly straight run so odds are he would have caught some of it too.

John knew that keeping on Daisuke was going to ensure that she'd have it harder in getting back up, the artist had to admit he was surprised that his boss was still conscious at this point. Perhaps if Daisuke and Sion smacked harder odds were it'd have taken Mr Knight out of the fight perhaps indefinitely, a galling prospect to say the least. John was picking up the slack for the British paragon, though he was only focusing on one person. Granted it was the bigger threat out of the enemy duo, but that left the other to catch their breath. And hadn't been struck down as hard as Daisuke.

And Sion would ensure that the master of creation was punished for his error, Ryan being in the position that he was had managed to clock it. But all he could give was a mixture of a grunt and groan, wasn't enough of a warning for John. The next thing the artist knew the male Canadian had grabbed hold of him, and took him for a harsh bulldog. Mr Carnaby had staggered into the hold with Sion, his eyes widening before the realisation hit him. Then the steel of the ladder did.

"Guh!....." John grunted out, the steel had merciless in accepting the frame of the master of creation. And once Sion had let go of the young man he'd simply lay there, trying to ease the pain as best he could. Though that wasn't going to be very helpful, not with the punishment Mr Carnaby had endured thus far.

Still though Ryan gritted his teeth, he knew he needed to get back in this. The ringing in his head remaining, though one thing was present. Mr Knight was up and no doubt angered, and wanting to get back into this fight. He bided his time, waited and sized Sion up. And then, once the Canadian was vertically up enough Ryan would move. Stomping out of the corner and trying to take Sion's head off with a brutal big boot!

Just before Sion dropped John against the ladder, Lita was able to get back to her feet and when she got standing again she made it up just in time to see John make contact with the ladder. Neither she nor Lina had an accurate guess as to how long the match has been going on for, but after Sion did what he did a small after thought came to Lina's mind about that as sometimes in matches like these ladder assisted moves can happen more often. There wasn't very many up to that point, which didn't sound negative to her, but it was something worth noting. There was a lot of other stuff being tossed in however, with the addition of the chairs and kendo sticks so there was plenty of that as a whole.

With that mind though it still came as a surprise to Lina when she saw Ryan standing back up. With how the impact of the two chairs sounded and looked when they crashed against Ryan's head it looked like it should have kept him down longer. While it remained to be seen if he could keep completely balance, composure, and be able to think clearly, the fact that he was standing up and looked like he was about do something was something Lina didn't like to see. She knew that that human head could only take so much regardless of who someone was and while she's seen Ryan go down in the past as well as on this day, keeping him down there was another story. Then again with John still being in there it wasn't making things any easier. In a way it did remind her of the later stages of the two team's previous match, only difference being other than the match time each had a dance partner and they stayed with each other in the final moments. It started off that way here but of course it didn't last, which she didn't expect it to. Even though she saw Sion got taken down by Ryan's foot running into him she still knew her side was still very much in this.

She saw Sion fall not far from and she leaned in a little bit "You're still in it don't give in."

Even though it was more directed at Sion, Daisuke could hear what Lina was staying. Not as loud and clear as Lina did but she heard enough of it to get the message. When Daisuke managed to pull herself back up Ryan had time to follow up with Sion if he wanted to. If Ryan did decide to come up with something to him that would give Daisuke a moment to notice what was done to her earlier. One of her fingers indirectly went over the spot where Daisuke was bleeding. It wasn't much nor flowing at a pace that would worry her. She couldn't fully really how it happened or how long she was like that. She did get the thought though she shouldn't be the only one showing some colour. Of course they'd all have some bruises and markings showing by the time this one was done but part of her wanted there to be more than that. She looked at where Ryan was and after noting his moment she would grab hold of the chair again, but this time she would run in, take a leap and look to jab him in the face with the chair.