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

John wasn't one to really fight as dirty as this, striking wasn't his main forte. Certainly not with regards to delivering a field goal to the male Canadian, though this match was getting down to the very thin wire. The artist was throwing his usual morals in the squared circle out the window for the time being, and Mr Carnaby would admit that getting payback from the earlier attack on his own family jewels. John doubted his kick's strength compared to the slamming on the railing done to him, but the attack had served it's purpose. In sending Sion right down to the mat and probably having him consider his future.

This had served to give Ryan some reprieve from his submission holds, at least his legs weren't going through any more noticeable trauma. Though the blonde Canadian was still keeping her crossface applied to the Brit, which was arguably the more worse out the two evils. Mr Knight was trying to claw at Daisuke's hands, the pain giving way to making the tag champ more desperate in a manner akin to a caged animal. However his actions were becoming lesser, the damage being inflicted might be draining what was left of the British paragon.

Daisuke however caught sight of what John had done to Sion, striking down her tag partner with a shot down below. Mr Carnaby had leaned on the ropes next to him briefly, not bothering to admire what he did. The master of creation probably didn't think it was very good anyway what he did, after making eye contact with Daisuke and taking a deep breath the young man would move off the ropes. One down, now perhaps he could attempt to fight the other one. John proceeded to march up and deliver a kick to her back, in an effort to make her back off from the hold on his partner.

Daisuke could see John closing in on her so she let go for what little grip she still had on Ryan to shield her face as she had a feeling Ryan might go there, but was instead struck in the back. It still wasn't something she'd welcome as she still remained close to Ryan, however no longer holding on to him.  After being kicked she grunted and turned to face him while attempting to get vertical.  As he was above her at the time she didn't want to stay down  there with Ryan and let John have his way with her and not fight back.

While that was going on both Lina and Lita wondered how long Sion would be grounded for, even though they can't really blame him with what just went down.  They noticed that John was back on Daisuke now and hoped that nothing else would happen to Sion while he was trying to recover from that punt...like say being trampled by John or Daisuke depending on what John was plotting up and how Dai would react if she could fast enough.  Lina was about to say something to Daisuke but was then was reminded of what John just did to Sion.  Such a difficult thought to get rid of as the aftermath of it was laying right in front of them.

John was keeping on the enemy, he needed to do so given his partner's injured state at this point in the battle. His priority was to try and get the enemy off and away from Ryan, those holds alone were painful no doubt. A double whammy would cause severe pain, Daisuke had thankfully relented on her crossface on Mr Knight. Though Ryan at this point was now simply laying there, his eyes were open at least. And one of his hands had balled into a fist, aside from that however the British paragon was unmoving. It didn't look like he KO'd from the pain however, and that meant that if given the chance Ryan would most likely be able to recover or at least get his bearings. Still with the beating that he had taken over the entirety of the match, that might be easier said than done.

Nevertheless his right hand man John was getting stuck in, wading right into the thick of things as a clear indication he was following his boss's example. Still the blonde Canadian was of course not going to be cowed, given her very stubborn nature. But John was of course going to be just as determined, the titles were on the line and Mr Carnaby would prefer to be known as a champ that went down fighting just like Ryan had been. As Dai began to get up vertically John was going to try and get her at the meeting point.

John would try to deliver a quick elbow shot onto the top of Daisuke's forehead, the head had earlier been softened up by the master of creation swinging a kendo stick round that way. So it made logical sense to try and target that area, at the very least it could cause damage and try to get the blonde woman to back off from the paragon of Britain. At this point in the match it was really starting to go to the wire, and it didn't look like it was curving in the UK Elite's side at this point..........

As Dai got back up she was met with one of John's elbows, and as luck would have it it got her in the area of the forehead where she started to bleed earlier. Before then it wasn't very big, and it looked like it might stop on its own, but the contact with the elbow was dead on that it opened it up some more. She staggered back half a step or so from the impact. She doesn't feel the secondary part of what happened just yet, but things do feel a bit tingly there now.

As for Sion, the initial shock from what happened to him was fading, but he still wasn't feeling good overall due to watch John did to him down there. From where she was watching on the outside Lina told Sion to take easy for a moment, knowing he'll need some time to get enough feeling in there to stand back up. Might be awhile for the negative feeling to go away comepletely but she feels he'll be able to get back into the fight, just a matter of when.

Sion might be taking the chance to recover, but Ryan was taking the chance to do so as well. The paragon of Britain groaned at the pain coursing through his body, but it was only serving to remind Mr Knight that he was still conscious. The action to take after this realisation was simple, continue to fight. Regardless of the well being of the British paragon, after all he was going to the hospital one way or another what with all the smashing into steel that had occurred to him. With an audible grunt Ryan would proceed to start crawling forwards, right to the ropes. Grabbing those Ryan would seek to use them as leverage to support himself in an upwards ascent, his entire body was aching which equated to slow progress. But Ryan wasn't out of the game just yet, he'd toss the towel when it was laundry day. Not the day before!

Elsewhere John continued to assail Daisuke, taking the more ruthless approach in crowning the blonde Canadian. Incidentally enough Dai had gotten clonked twice earlier, and there was a spatter of blood around there it seemed. Were this a normal match John might have hesitated and asked the opponent if they wanted to carry on or not, but this wasn't a normal match. It was a title match, and the artist knew that Daisuke was as likely to request a time out as Donald Trump would make an actual intelligent comment. Slightly possible but bound not to occur.

So the master of creation was taking the pragmatic route, and it was making progress it seemed. As evidenced by the blond Canadian staggering back, just near a step. Still though John smelt blood, both in a literal and figurative sense. And when opportunity knocked you had to take it, so the artist would take a step back and then charge forwards to try and clothesline Daisuke straight to the mat!

Just as Daisuke was able to regain sense of where she was after moving back a little bit she saw John coming at her, but by that time came John was maybe a few inches or so away from her and she wasn't able to react in time and was soon taken down from the line John threw at her.

As fopr Sion there was a little bit of moment on his part. Nothing that would have him be any sort of advancement on the opposition but turned a bit so he was facing the girls on the outside. They kept an eye on John's moment and would be sure to mention if he was heading in Sion's direction or if he wanted to try to go for the belts. He felt he had some time to get over this but was hard to tell how much he'd need as it's not every day something like this happens. He can see Lita looking at him and he manages to tell her while still feeling major discomfort "At least you didn't do this, I'd have nothing left." She grinned at this, liking the comment and it did show his brain wasn't effected. She replied "Heh. Hang in there" wanting to keep things short. Sion wanted to crawl closer toward the ropes and use them to pull himself up but it would a bit longer before he would even attempt to do that.

John had plowed right into Daisuke, putting his bigger frame to good use. The artist normally wasn't one to rely on brute force, but at this state in the fight where everyone was fighting just to hang on in this the artist had been content with simply getting any sort of leeway he could muster. Everything was sore, something might have been broken too. John didn't know, and didn't want to. The pain itself was a reminder enough for the master of creation, though Daisuke being sent down to the mat was a good indicator of things. When the blonde Canadian hit the mat John took a moment to look down and contemplate his handiwork, a hand going into his brown hair as he gave a haggard sigh.

Meanwhile Ryan was using the ropes, propping himself up as best he could. Mr Knight was planning to try and get back into the fight, and thankfully John was proving himself a good right hand man once again. Having bailed the young man out of that situation, though now it was a matter of how the paragon could expand on the chance. He panted heavily as he assessed the situation, and he clocked what Sion was doing. Trying to follow in Ryan's heroic example it seemed.

"Not....finished.....yet....." Ryan muttered, Mr Knight didn't know if he'd be walking after the end of all this. But he didn't care, the gold was on the line. The term fighting champion was certainly going to have be applied here, wincing at the sensations in his back the young man waited. Sizing Sion up for a potential future assault, just let the man from Canada get a bit higher before trying to stumble forward and deliver a hard kick right to Sion's side.

Meanwhile with John seeing that Daisuke was down he decided to try for his trademark forte, submission holds. The Brit would seek to try and roll the blonde Canadian around to on her belly, and then attempt a crossface. Mr Carnaby felt that this could be rather appropriate, after all it had been before on the UK Elite. And now the tag champ was going to return the favour right near that head area where Daisuke was most vulnerable right now.

Daisuke felt John trying to put her in something, and while she attempted to avoid it she indeed ended up in a crossface just like she had on Ryan earlier on. She could feel him pulling back against where she was opened up, which didn't make things any better. Just like Ryan did before her, although he had a second move on him as well when he went through it, she soon found herself tapping out to the move after suffering through it for about ten seconds or so. Of course, just like the last time that move appeared in this one, it didn't mean anything result wise as the match was still going on. She soon found herself pounding one of her fists against the canvas, clearly not enjoying things. She was in no position to pull herself out of it and the longer she was in the more desperate she felt. Depending on how John's grip was she would attempt bite part of his hands if they were in range, though if she managed to do show she doubted she could hold on for more than a couple of seconds.

As for Sion, he wasn't able to do anything to help Daisuke out of her mess. He did manage to pull himself up with the ropes, though when he got back to his feet he leaned across the upper rope with his back towards the action, trying to get some wind back as well as as much feeling down there he can before continuing on.

It was quite clear that John's actions were fuelled by a sense of irony, and drive to win. Now that Daisuke was down he was going to try and take advantage of this to the best of his ability, the crossface was a hold that John could see being effective. It wasn't the one he used as part of his finisher, but at this point in the match the artist would use whatever he could to ensure he brought pain upon the members of WhiteGale. The artist's face was rather stoic even as he tried to crank Daisuke's neck as best as his tired body could allow, he could feel the warmth of the Canadian's blood near his digits. No doubt as a side effect of this hold, but Mr Carnaby was beyond caring at this point. Too far now.

Still though Daisuke was of course very, very stubborn. That much was quite clear by this point in the match, while it meant that she'd need to be the favoured target in this match as shown thus far. The fact was that it was also troublesome to deal with, the blonde Canadian resorted to desperate tactics by biting a hand of the master of creation. Which earned a loud yell from John, goddamn that smarted. It wasn't a warning nibble either, Dai was going for it. It prompted the artist to try and readjust the hold in response to this, but the wriggling about might give the stubborn Daisuke a chance to expand on her action.

Meanwhile Ryan was starting to feel like he could get back into this, granted every inch of his being was hurting. But the paragon of Britain had a chance to catch his breath, and that was something you never wanted if you were against him. Which was indicated by how Mr Knight was up and walking, though it was slow going though. He rather resembled a shuffling zombie with his movements.

But still Sion was close and so therefore Ryan would try to make the man feel the wrath of the UK, at least once the young man got close enough. Sion was following in climbing the ropes to get back up to his height, a wise move. But he was leaving himself open for a counter, moreso with doing one thing you ought never do. Have your back to the enemy. The paragon of Britain would try to stomp forward and deliver a couple of hard open hand shots to Sion, make his back a bit red now just like the tag champ.

With John looking to readjust the hold Daisuke tried slip out of it, not wanting to be back in there if she could help it. She would look to turn herself enough to get one of arms up and claw John's face before applying an iron claw with the other arm. With him still being above her the force of it wasn't as strong as if they were reversed and she was up top and pushing down on him, but she was hoping it would be enough to at least get him off of her. She could feel the blood on her face flowing a bit more than before John put her in the crossface not long ago. The girls on the outside noticed this too. They didn't see any panic in her from it yet, but wondered how badly it would get from here.

Sion wasn't leaning against the ropes for very long when Ryan began to close in on him. He felt like he could move again but was taking what extra time he could. He didn't get much time as he could make out Lita gesturing to turn around, and he could feel movement behind him becoming closer. While the movement Ryan was making could have been caused by whatever it was John and Dai were doing he could tell it wasn't Dai coming in to check on him. Even though things below his feet were set up very well Ryan's feet sounded to him like an elephant was closing in. Then again some of his earliest moments in a ring were when he was nothing more than a fetus (his mother did some light in-ring workouts early in her pregnancy before deciding this might not be a good idea and halted) so at times some thoughts came to him more naturally. Sometimes those thoughts were good, sometimes not as much. As Ryan wound up Sion turned and managed to block the first shot. However his guard was broken after the strike as he didn't throw it up strong enough as it was a last second guess as to whether Ryan was going to aim high or low. Regardless of where a second open hand shot was aimed, whether it be the same part of the body or different Ryan would get it in without trouble.