Ryan Knight vs Charlie Haines

Ryan was spinning Charlie around and round with that giant swing, in fact the crowd would start counting to the number of spins. "FIVE!....SIX!.....SEVEN!.....EIGHT!"

After the eight one Ryan let go, just letting go of Charlie and flopping down on his arse. Mr Knight was dizzy, of course who wouldn't be after a move like that. But the paragon of Britain believed that Charlie was certain to have been on the worse end.

For now Ryan would just sit there, lightly shaking his head. It would grant Charlie a reprieve of course, but Mr Knight on the contrary had no real love of amusement park rides. They usually messed up his suit.

"Ah....woo boy, you must sacrifice your rook for else I take castle." Ryan muttered randomly.

The hell is a rook? No matter Charlie just figured it was a British expression that got lost in translation, having never played chess in his life. Charlie staggered up to his feet and wanted to catch Ryan by surprise. Charlie didn't feel dizzy, until he got to his feet. At that point the whole world seemed a bit blurred and distorted. It wasn't a good idea to rush into anything while being so out of sorts... and Charlie gambled that Ryan expected him to simply stagger about. Charlie's unorthodox ring mentality took over, and he figured this would be the perfect time to act since Ryan hopefully didn't expect him to.

Charlie rushed forward as his head still spun. He jumped into the air trying to catch Ryan with another dropkick... but he just realized he was so dizzy that he was seeing double! "Here's hoping I'm going for the right Ryan..." Charlie said as he made his move.

A rook was actually a castle, it's just Ryan was a bit out of it himself. He had that rocked feeling before, chair shots to the back and all that. But if there was one thing Ryan could do, it was taking hits.

The paragon of Britain staggered to his feet, still a bit dizzy. Ryan was wobbling a bit as he made his way towards Charlie, only to be dropkicked. Well sort of, one of Charlie's legs would connect with his upper chest. Forcing the young man onto his backside, to a sitting position once again with a stinging sensation on his chest.

"Ugh, fuck. Shouldn't done that move, mine I mean. Hooo." Ryan breathed out, nodding his head as he struggled to regain his senses.

Charlie was very pleased to see that his attack landed. He stumbled over to Ryan, trying to get behind him. Submissions weren't his first choice, but they did help him wear people down from time to time.

Charlie moved to grab Ryan's chin from behind and kneel down, resting his shin against Ryans back. The chinlock wasn't going to get Ryan to tap out in Charlie's estimation, but it would hopefully buy Charlie a bit of time to get his bearings back after that spin....

Ryan grunted out as Charlie began to apply a chinlock from behind him, one eye shut and the other half shut. Mr Haines had been relentless on the offense, getting a few good moves in on the paragon of Britain. Charlie's fighting style reminded Ryan of his Sister Lucy, high flying mostly and busting out the odd submission or strike.

But Ryan had things going for him too, a tanky body for one. And a knowledge of the wrestling ring for second. The close proximity of Charlie was making Ryan regain his focus, his opponent was attempting to defeat him. So Ryan had to do his best to prevent that.

So with that in mind Ryan decided it was time for a bit of power application, Ryan had the height and weight in his favour. Now was the time to apply it. So with that in mind Ryan would attempt to stand up, perhaps with Charlie still holding onto his back. His old man taught him only to use his power when the ropes were not close to you, so Ryan would attempt to rush backwards and plow Charlie into the nearest ring corner.

"Oh shi... Argh!" Charlie said as he was rammed backwards against the corner turnbuckle. The force made him let go of Ryan, and he fell down into a sitting position in the corner. To make matters worse, Charlie had the wind knocked out of him.

As he sat gasping for breath he slowly grabbed onto the ropes to get to his feet. Trapped in the corner was not where Charlie ever wanted to be against a bruiser like Ryan, but right now he didn't have many options open to him.

Ryan was successful in ramming Charlie into the corner, forcing him to break the hold. It had even gone better in the fact that Charlie was now knocked down. The paragon of Britain stumbled forward and away from Charlie, turning around and crouching down to Charlie's level. After taking a couple of deep breaths and nodding his head for no particular reason, Ryan would stand back up.

After doing this Ryan would try to keep Charlie in the corner, and raising a mighty hand. Mr Knight would bring it down onto Charlie's chest, with a loud and resounding slapping noise. It wasn't the most powerful thing in the world, but it would sure sting to be sure. After that Ryan would try to set Charlie up for another hard slap to the chest, if he wasn't able to counter in time.

By the time Charlie got his breath back, he found himself on the wrong end of two very hardy chops to the chest! The impact echoed throughout the arena as Charlie screamed out in pain! "Arrrgh!" Was about all he could say.

Before he could recover, he got a second one placed exactly on the red hand outline of the first. The stinging sensation in his chest was intense, and he tried to stumble out of the corner and underneath Ryan's arms.

Charlie had to get airborne, and fast otherwise he'd be in quite a bit of trouble.

Ryan had managed to deck Charlie both times with those chest chops, the paragon of Britain was known for the might of his slap to be sure. Just ask Ami Daisuke, she had certainly been humbled soon thereafter.

In the ring Charlie was clearly reeling from the two attacks, and Ryan aimed to take advantage of it. Grabbing Charlie by the arm and back of the neck, the young man would attempt to fling Mr Haines to the ropes with an Irish whip.

The paragon of Britain would then get his upper body down and get ready, if Charlie couldn't turn the ropes run into his advantage then Ryan would try to toss him over his body. But if Charlie was able to turn it around, Ryan had just clearly exposed his head and upper body for a swift counterattack.

Charlie's chest still ached as he bounced back off the ropes and saw Ryan getting ready to flip him over.

"Here goes nothing...."

Charlie kept his speed up, and right before he made contact with Ryan he leapfrogged over him continuing his run to the ropes behind him. As Charlie bounced back Ryan's way a second time he would use the momentum from the ropes to rush forward and grab Ryan around the head, leaping into the air to smash Ryan's face off the mat via a bulldog!