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โ๐•พ๐–Š๐–Š, ๐–’๐–ž ๐–”๐–‘๐–‰ ๐–’๐–†๐–“'๐–˜ ๐–Œ๐–”๐–™ ๐–† ๐–•๐–—๐–”๐–‡๐–‘๐–Š๐–’ ๐•ณ๐–Š ๐–‘๐–Ž๐–›๐–Š ๐–œ๐–Ž๐–™๐– ๐–™๐–๐–Š ๐–‡๐–”๐–™๐–™๐–‘๐–Š, ๐–™๐–๐–†๐–™'... More

๐๐‘๐„๐…๐€๐‚๐„
๐๐€๐‘๐“ ๐ˆ.
๐ข. ๐๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ฒ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฌ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก ๐š ๐ฉ๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ฒ
๐ข๐ข. ๐๐ซ๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ฒ ๐๐จ๐ฒ.
๐ข๐ข๐ข. ๐’๐จ ๐€๐ง๐ ๐ซ๐ฒ
๐ข๐ฏ. ๐๐š๐ข๐ง ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐š๐ฌ๐ฌ
๐ฏ. ๐‡๐จ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ž๐ฅ๐ฌ
๐ฏ๐ข. ๐“๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ
๐ฏ๐ข๐ข. ๐‚๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐ซ๐จ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ซ ๐‚๐š๐ซ๐ž
๐ฏ๐ข๐ข๐ข. ๐…๐ข๐ซ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ˆ๐œ๐ž
๐๐€๐‘๐“ ๐ˆ๐ˆ
๐ฑ. ๐€๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ˆ๐ง.
๐ฑ๐ข. ๐“๐š๐ค๐ž ๐€ ๐‘๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ
๐ฑ๐ข๐ข. ๐…๐š๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐…๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ.
๐ฑ๐ข๐ข๐ข.๐‹๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ
๐ฑ๐ฏ๐ข. ๐†๐ฅ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐Ž๐Ÿ ๐‹๐จ๐ฏ๐ž
๐ฑ๐ฏ๐ข๐ข.๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฉ๐จ
๐ฑ๐ฏ๐ข๐ข๐ข.๐๐จ ๐Œ๐ž๐ซ๐œ๐ฒ
๐ฑ๐ข๐ฑ. ๐‚๐จ๐›๐ซ๐š ๐Š๐š๐ข ๐ง๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐ƒ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ
๐๐€๐‘๐“ ๐ˆ๐ˆ๐ˆ
๐ฑ๐ฑ. ๐€๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฆ๐š๐ญ๐ก
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ข. ๐๐š๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž ๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ข๐ข. ๐๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ž ๐ ๐จ๐ง๐ง๐š ๐ฉ๐š๐ฒ
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ข๐ข๐ข. ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ฉ๐š๐ญ๐ก.
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ข๐ฏ.๐Œ๐ข๐ฒ๐š๐ ๐ข ๐ƒ๐จ
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฏ. ๐Š๐ข๐ง๐  ๐‚๐จ๐›๐ซ๐š
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฏ๐ข.๐Ž๐›๐ฌ๐ญรก๐œ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฏ๐ข๐ข. ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐†๐จ๐จ๐, ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐๐š๐, ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐๐š๐๐š๐ฌ๐ฌ
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฏ๐ข๐ข๐ข. ๐’๐ก๐š๐ค๐ž๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ ๐จ๐ญ ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐š๐›๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ข๐ฑ. ๐…๐ž๐ž๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ง๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ.
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ. ๐ƒ๐ž๐œ๐ž๐ฆ๐›๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ—
๐๐€๐‘๐“ ๐ˆ๐•
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ข.๐€ ๐ฆ๐š๐ง ๐œ๐š๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ง๐, ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐š๐ง'๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ...
๐’๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐จ๐ง ๐…๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ˆ๐ง๐ญ๐ซ๐จ๐๐ฎ๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ข๐ข. ๐‹๐จ๐ฏ๐ž, ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ, ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ค, ๐ซ๐ž๐ฉ๐ž๐š๐ญ.
๐…๐š๐ฌ๐ญ ๐‚๐š๐ซ~๐’๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐จ๐ง ๐Ÿ’ ๐“๐ซ๐š๐ข๐ฅ๐ž๐ซ
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ข๐ฏ. ๐‹๐ž๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐๐ž๐ ๐ข๐ง
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฏ.๐…๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐‹๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ง ๐’๐ญ๐š๐ง๐
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฏ๐ข.๐“๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐‹๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ง ๐…๐ฅ๐ฒ
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฏ๐ข๐ข. ๐„๐ฑ๐ญ๐ซ๐ž๐ฆ๐ž ๐’๐ข๐ญ๐ฎ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ, ๐ซ๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐ซ๐ž ๐ž๐ฑ๐ญ๐ซ๐ž๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฆ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฏ๐ข๐ข๐ข. ๐Œ๐ฒ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐š ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐ž
A/N: Changing the FC!
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ข๐ฑ. ๐Œ๐š๐ญ๐œ๐ก ๐๐จ๐ข๐ง๐ญ
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ.๐๐ซ๐จ๐ค๐ž๐ง
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ข.๐Š๐ข๐œ๐ค๐ฌ ๐†๐ž๐ญ ๐‚๐ก๐ข๐œ๐ค๐ฌ
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ข๐ข. ๐Œ๐ข๐ง๐ž๐Ÿ๐ข๐ž๐ฅ๐๐ฌ
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ข๐ข๐ข. ๐ˆ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ž ๐œ๐จ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ... ๐€๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ฒ ๐ˆ ๐ก๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ.
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ข๐ฏ. ๐๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ฒ ๐“๐ข๐ฆ๐ž
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฏ. ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐…๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฏ๐ข. ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐‘๐ข๐ฌ๐ž
๐’๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐จ๐ง ๐Ÿ“ ๐ˆ๐ง๐ญ๐ซ๐จ๐๐ฎ๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง
๐๐€๐‘๐“ ๐•
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฏ๐ข๐ข. ๐ˆ๐ฌ๐š๐›๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž ๐Š๐ซ๐ž๐ž๐ฌ๐ž ๐ก๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ซ๐จ๐œ๐ค ๐›๐จ๐ญ๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ.
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฏ๐ข๐ข๐ข.๐๐ž๐š๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฒ ๐€๐ง๐ ๐๐š๐ข๐ง
๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐š๐ ๐ƒ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฆ~๐’๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐จ๐ง ๐Ÿ“ ๐“๐ซ๐š๐ข๐ฅ๐ž๐ซ
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ข๐ฑ. ๐„๐ฅ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐œ ๐‡๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ญ
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ. ๐‚๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ
๐…๐š๐ฌ๐ญ ๐‚๐š๐ซ- ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐ข๐œ๐ข๐š๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐ข๐ฅ๐ž๐ซ
Questions about my book/ Cobra Kai V
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ข.๐๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ญ
๐”๐ฉ๐๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐€๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ญ๐ข๐œ๐ฌ
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ข๐ข. ๐’๐ฎ๐›๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ข๐ข๐ข. ๐Š๐š๐ซ๐ข๐ข
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ข๐ฏ. ๐๐ฎ๐ฆ๐›
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฏ.๐ƒ๐š๐๐๐ฒ ๐ˆ๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฏ๐ข. ๐ƒ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ ๐’๐ฉ๐ข๐ซ๐š๐ฅ
A/N
Another a/n
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฏ๐ข๐ข. ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐†๐š๐ฆ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐’๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฏ๐ข๐ฏ๐š๐ฅ
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฏ๐ข๐ข๐ข. ๐†๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ข๐ฑ.๐†๐š๐ฌ๐จ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ž
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ.๐–๐š๐ซ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐‡๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ฌ
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ข. ๐“๐ข๐ญ๐š๐ง๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ
A/N:
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ข๐ข.๐–๐ž ๐‚๐ซ๐ฒ
๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ข๐ข๐ข. ๐’๐จ ๐…๐š๐ซ

๐ข๐ฑ. ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐Œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐Ž๐Ÿ ๐“๐ซ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก

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𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠...𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲.~𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲-𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧 𝐁𝐢𝐞𝐛𝐞𝐫, 𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐨



"Go again." Kreese told me. "Again okay." I nodded to my grandfather forward punching the punching bag again and again." Hyah kyo!" I punched again. "Harder." He instructed. "Yes Sir." I nodded thinking about my father and punching harder. Beads of sweat formed on my forehead as I roundhoused the punching bag continuously. Suddenly the door bell jangled, "Hello?" A voice sounding a lot like Demetri said. "Hang on child let me go see what this is about. Practice the bite." John informed me.

"Yes Mr Kreese." I nodded bowing and going over the moves I was taught. Demetri had been rambling on that he wanted to join but with ground rules. "I like my personal space and the other Cobras are just gonna have to accept that." He attempted to sternly say as I stepped out of the back dojo. "Isabelle?" He wondered. "Why are you here?" I asked him confused. "To join Cobra Kai yanno." Demetri stated as I snickered under my breath.

"Wow that is quite a tattoo." The pale boy smiled impressed by my grandfather's Cobra tattoo; he was loyal from the day he founded it.  My grandfather didn't respond; he just glared mercilessly at the boy. I wanted to follow in his footsteps, I wanted to be a warrior, someone who wasn't afraid, someone who wasn't vulnerable to the angers of their father.

"Uh not to nitpick here, but it's anatomically correct. You see the vertical eyes should actually be rounded unlike your artist opted for." He explained squeezing the tattoo. "Maybe you could just fix them I'm sure it would be easy to..." The boy continued then realized my granddad was glaring.

I stood, simply watching as my grandad took swings into the pale pussy. Probably giving him a broken nose, "Was I supposed to take notes." I chuckled. "Fuck fuck shit shit!" Demetri cursed running out of the dojo. "He's to weak to be a cobra anyway. Although Carl won't be happy that happened." I nodded. "Why is that?" He pondered. "My brother loves that nerd; he just doesn't know it yet." I sighed before going to the gym...

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Turning up the speed on the treadmill I let the beads of sweat for once again. Driving myself into a hard working run, speed. I needed to be strong and I needed to work on my fitness. I listened to Hayloft by mother mother as I worked out, I didn't want to be so weak all the time but it's easier said than done. Just then my phone buzzed:

Dad to Isabelle: Where are you? I am being discharged and I need my daughter to help me at home.

I let out a long sigh reading his message, I started to set the treadmill on cool down knowing I should be going home.

To Dad: Yeah I'm at the gym, I'll be there soon. Carl and I have karate later tho.

Dad to Isabelle: Well family is more important.

To Dad: Well I already paid now.

Dad to Isabelle: We can discuss this at home.

Stepping off the treadmill I wiped the sweat off of my face and the machine before showering. I gently turned the tap on as the hot water rushed out of the shower head. My bruises had almost faded on the ones surrounding me, yet the sight was ugly and made me look pathetic, weak and naïve. Which at this point maybe I was, maybe I needed a moment of truth or to assure myself the world will forgive me.

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"Mom I heard that dad was home but I need to go to kara-" I went to say before stepping into the living room. "te..." I finished my sentence to see my father a blubbering mess on the floor, a can in his hand yet an angered look on his face. "W-What happened?" I stuttered. "Where's Carl?" I asked again. "He's out with Miguel and Hawk, they're hanging out or whatever." He shrugged. "Well where's mom?" I questioned.

"Can you stop with all the questions!" Dad snapped as I walked up to the television and switched it off, "You are a crap dad you fucking tell me the truth! That's the least I deserve." I ordered somehow finding little confidence. "You're mother. The whore's gone and left." Lewis blankly informed me. "G-Gone?" I asked. "G-Gone? Yes fucking gone! She's gone to stay with her new best friend... Mike." He barked downing some beer. "Well I wonder why she left?" I scoffed under my breath as he got in my face after placing his can down.

He just got in my face and intimidated me, "Wanna repeat that girl?" He snarled as I looked up to him and felt like a small little girl again. "You heard me." I said in a whisper. "Sorry what was that I couldn't hear you. You wanna try that again?" My father growled, his breath stank of alcohol he clearly had been drinking all day and it was only noon. "No sir, but do you know when she's coming back? I mean... Carl and I-" I tried to say.

"You what?" He wondered. "We need our mom, dad. We've needed her since the day we were born, since you gave up. Since you took it out on us..." I whimpered to him. "So it's my fault she left is it? It's all yours and your brothers fault. If you both hadn't pressured her with your issues, if you..." He started to rant angrily. "If I hadn't been me, if I hadn't been the one you wanted to hurt and bully, If I hadn't been the one you chose to mock and berate." I tearfully said.

"But who ever wanted a bisexual, karate kid girl for a daughter hey? Who wanted that?" I croaked. "You realize everyday I look in the mirror and think, 'you deserved that, you answered back.' or 'you was daring to look at this really cute girl you liked.' 'You couldn't steal another pack Izzy so he had to hit you and prove you're worthless'." I spoke as tears fell down my face. "So sorry dad if I feel like I might need my mom." I scowled before running off to karate...

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I was hurt than mom had left but more that she'd never told Carl or me for that matter, I thought she loved us. "Hey did you here about-" I went to ask. "Yeah I know! I know he said before he went and got pissed." Carl sighed. "Let's just do the usual okay? Get through the day like-" I was attempting to say. "Like always. I know. He deserves this." Carl scowled. "No one deserves to be abandoned." I replied before we stepped into the dojo and joined my best friends as my grandfather spoke.

"You gotta understand that Mogadishu in the 90s was a hell hole. Warlords controlled whole swaths of the city. My team and I were charged with cleaning up the place." My grandfather explained as Miguel and Carl looked unimpressed, Hawk, Aisha and I on the other hand... "How many warlords did you kill?" Hawk asked happily.

"You keep track of every ant you stop out?" He replied as Hawk was gasping impressed yet Carl and Miguel rolled their eyes. "Do you keep track of every ant you kill guys?" I asked them. "No course not, because I don't kill ants." Carl replied. "Whoa." Aisha spoke amazed. "Badass!" Hawk smirked as I high fived him.

"I tell you though Rwanda was no joke." John continued. "Don't you mean Somalia?" Miguel piped up. "Don't you wanna let my grandfather finish his story Diaz?" I snapped as John gave me a hand to tell me it's okay. "Well Mogadishu is in Somalia." Carl agreed as the pair stood up. "Rwanda is a completely different country." Diaz continued as John chuckled then turned back to the group he was telling stories too.

"Of course Somalia. Spending so much time in the sandbox it kind of just bleeds together." He explained as we nodded. "Listen up!" Sensei shouted. "I see we got some new recruits, Everybody fall in." He ordered, I didn't see many girls which was a bummer. I lined up next to Hawk and Aisha, "In neat rows and lines. Time to see what you're made of." Sensei declared pacing along the lines making remarks.

We won the All Valley, we can win again. That's what Grandad John tells me and I believe in him. "Sorry parents can't stay for class. It's an insurance thing." I heard Lawrence's voice say. "I...I'm not a dad uh I am here to kick some ass sir!" The older man tried to sternly say, because that's not weird. "Look you're a little old this class is for teenagers." Sensei told him. "Well I can take them. I'm not afraid of kids sir and my mom she uh doesn't need rent, so I got a lot of cash to burn." The large man explained as sensei took his money saying this would be his trial run

"I thought my last group of recruits was pathetic. But if you do what I tell you to do, you'll at least have a chance of being a fighter. But to do that, you gotta fight. So who has the balls to take on the champ?" Sensei asked as the room went quiet, the older guy went to speak when a voice sounding a lot like someone I know and care for said, "I'll take him on."

I looked to see Tory, I let out a small smile. "Oh you will huh?" Sensei asked as she confidently nodded. "I saw your little demo at Valley Fest. You guys can put on a show, but can you actually fight?" She confidently wondered as Aisha and I smirked. "That's the girl." I whispered to her. "That sounds like a challenge." Sensei stated.

"I like a challenge." Tory smirked. "That's what I remember." I muttered under my breath before winking at her. "Mr Diaz, show little miss hotshot here what Cobra Kai is all about." Sensei instructed as Miguel bowed and we separated into a crowd to give Diaz and Nichols space. I was one of the only people who knew that Tory had a kick-boxing background.

"Look are you sure you wanna..." Miguel started to say yet Tory interrupted him by giving a sharp kick. "All right, game on." He smirked as I watched the pair intently. Tory kept swinging as Miguel kept ducking, "Close the gap." He breathed as they were faced against one another. Tory went to kick Diaz yet he grabbed rolling her down. "Where's your confidence now hotshot?" I smirked as she let out a chuckle, rolled back up then started to strike back again and hard.

Cannot deny that it was hot. "You're telegraphing!" Miguel told her between strikes and kicked her down, "Don't let me see it coming." Diaz cockily smirked yet Nichols charged and threw him down and kicked him. "Did you see that coming?" She smirked and looked at me for a second and nodded. However she was distracted and Miguel swivelled her to the floor.

"Maybe... My name's Miguel." He breathlessly spoke offering her a hand. "Tory." She breathed getting up and flipping him down, she placed her hand on his neck and held his arm. "With a Y." The beautiful badass girl answered.

Before leaving the dojo with Aisha I bumped shoulders with Tory and whispered to her, "Tell me Tory with a Y, why you wanna join Cobra Kai?" "Because I happened to be impressed." She replied. "I happen to be impressed with your skills too." I winked before following Aisha.

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"So what do we need my friend?" I asked her with a playful smirk. "I saw you and Tory was there a bit of flirting." She smirked nudging me as I scanned through the drinks we could get. "She's just a good friend, she's there for me and I am for he-" I went to say when Aisha groaned at her phone. "What's that a dick pick?" Tory asked making me snap out of my pointless talking. "No." Aisha chuckled.

"Is it LaRusso again? She can suck my-" I went to say. "It's just my mom she wants me to go to the beach club." Aisha talked over me as Tory threw me a drink. "I remember you liking these." She grinned as I looked at the Cherry Pepsi Max and nodded. "And that sounds so miserable." The blonde sarcastically stated to Aisha. "No it's just that this girl Sam is probably gonna be there." She replied.

"Oh that bitch please! I hate her, daddy's little princess. Gets what she wants, jumps from boy to boy that sorta thing." I told Tory. "That so..." She hummed. "Whatever, I'm Aisha by the way and you both know each other." She smirked as we rolled our eyes. "Where'd you get that bracelet?" I wondered curiously. "Oh this isn't just for show. Some creepy guy at the mall once tried to grab me once but I gave him a gift he would never forget." She smiled showing us.

"Hot... Why don't I get a gift I'll never forget." I winked as she smirked. "Maybe one day princess." Tory responded. "Well you seem to know how to kick ass pretty well." Aisha nodded. "Yeah why join Cobra Kai Tor?" I questioned. "As you know Iz I've had kick boxing lessons but I always wanted to pull moves like the pair of you did." She smiled, a genuine one.

"Cool well I have to-" I went to say as Tory went to walk away too. "Hey, you guys wouldn't wanna go to the beach with me would you? It'd be nice to have some backup." Aisha offered to us both. I thought about it, my dad he needs me and I should be there for him but when has he been there for me? Since I was five... He's not been my dad. "You know what the beach would be the best distraction I need. Nichols?" I smiled.

"I guess I could suffer a day at the beach." She smirked as Aisha smiled. "Let's go." She grinned...

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On the way to the beach club I was talking to Tory, "Hey can you take my shift tonight?" Tory asked me in a low whisper. "You need the money Tor I don't, Carl's at work right now." I spoke. "No he's not." Aisha shook her head. "What?" I asked confused. "Yeah on Demetri's Instagram story... He's with Carl." She informed me. "I thought I told him to stay away..." I hissed under my breath as Aisha showed me the story.

Friends stick together :) thanks @Carl.Kreese.01 You make everything better.

"Hey, I'll meet you there we're only like five minutes away anyways." I smiled. "Cool." Tory nodded. "You sure?" Aisha asked. "Yeah." I smiled as they walked off and I dialled Carl. "Hey Carl I'm not feeling to hot was wondering if you could give me a freebie from the diner?" I asked. "Oh I wouldn't do that. Boss is really busy..." He lied.

"Mmmhm he must be seen as his staff is hanging out with Demetri. What did I tell you? He's gonna cause issues." I frowned lighting up my cigarette. "He's not and he told me what John did and you just stood there what kind of person does that?" My brother asked judging me. "Well if you're so bothered about him you may as well be dating him." I scoffed.

"What if I was?" He retorted. "Then dad wouldn't be happy and mom can't protect-" I went to say when he hung up. Fuck sake Carl!

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"Okay this is definitely not the beach." Tory spoke, I didn't expect the club to be. Rich people get luxuries all the time. (See outfit Izzy is wearing below)

"Where are the homeless dudes on roller blades and the guys shoving shitty hip hop demos in your face?" She wondered. "They aren't usually here unless they spot, the pass out of the hors d'oeuvres." Aisha spoke as we smirked. I looked below to see Samantha and Robby sunbathing, he doesn't look to bad shirtless...

"I'm gonna go to the buffet I'll be back." Aisha smiled as I looked to Tory. "Nice shorts." I smirked. "Nice skirt." She nodded. "So you're in Cobra Kai now..." I hummed looking out from the balcony. "You got a problem with that?" She asked me as I looked over towards her, "Should I?" I replied defensively. "I'm not in the mood for you mind games, Kreese." Tory frowned before going to walk away. I grabbed onto her wrist and spun her around, pulling her closer than I meant to.

"I'm not some idiot you can just mess around with Izzy." She told me. "I-I don't think that Tory. I-I think you're smart, you're brave, you're badass, you're strong and you are hot." I admitted shyly. "Then what are you waiting for?" Tory asked me getting closer to my face, her breath near it. "I-I..." I stuttered. "Make a move." She urged. "You say you're not a pussy, you say that you don't care what anyone else thinks so-" Tory went to say and I sighed. "Well maybe now I do." I told her quietly before releasing her and walking away...

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"He didn't attack you guys." Samantha refused. "Then whose the snake in the grass?" I questioned walking up to Aisha. "Oh it's you." She scoffed. "Really subtle." Aisha rolled her eyes. "He's just trying to do the right thing." Sam continued. "So Cobra Kai is wrong?" My best friend frowned. "It's not that it's just..." She attempted to say. "Just?" I asked irritated. "Well we should be fighting about boys not karate." Aisha butted in.

"I see you're busy with Mr Muscles." I mocked nodding to Robby. "That's not fair to Miguel." I thought to myself not wanting to ruin something for Aisha. "So it's really just you and abs for the whole summer?" She asked in disbelief as the three of us went to a table. "Yeah but well, there's nothing going on. We're just friends." Sam refused. "Uh huh well I'm not gonna tell Miguel." The girl replied cheekily.

"I might." I smiled. "Why are you here again?" Sam snarked but before I could open my mouth Tory walked over, "Hey! Hey look what I got." Tory smirked discreetly showing us a bottle of vodka. "Nice! Where did you get it?" I grinned. "I swiped it from the bar. Oh relax, all the adults are getting no one's gonna notice if we have a little fun." She smiled as I nodded. "You should put it back. You could get in big trouble." Samantha said as I rolled my eyes.

"Pussy!" I mocked. "And you are?" She sassed. "Oh Tory this is Sam, Sam Tory." Aisha introduced the pair. "Oh, the Sam." Tory smirked as I whispered in her ear, "See she's not even hot is she. Rich bitch. You know like that guy we used to fool around with." "Come on we both know you liked me more that him." Nichols whispered back as we laughed. "Yeah I do and I did." I winked.

"Come on Sammy no one's gonna notice a little Vodka missing. I do this all the time, I could swipe half the silverware in this place before anyone could notice." I agreed. "Neither of you should be stealing." Samantha told us. "And you should lecture me little girl... I'm a Cobra and you're a little mouse." I sneered. "Yeah what are you a nun?" Tory scoffed as Sam looked offended, I didn't care.

"Come on are we off to drink or what?" Tory wondered. "Count me fucking in." I chuckled. "That's my girl." She smirked. "One drink." Aisha agreed as we walked off and I gave Samantha the middle finger, fuck her.

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"Come onnn come on, just lemme get a look." I drunkenly pleaded. "No Iz you are not seeing me naked." Tory just as drunkenly refused. "What if we skinny dip then the waters cover it." I winked. "Stop making me feel like a third wheel!" Aisha whined as we went back to the beach club. "So I gave this girl a front wedgie once." She stated. "Wait sorry what a front wedgie?" Tor asked slinging her arms around us both. "I split that bitch in two!" Aisha smirked as we all laughed.

"Oh I've missed Vodka god..." I hummed. "Hey!" Samantha's voice shouted as we turned around. "My mom's wallet is missing." She piped up. "Sucks for her." Tory giggled. "Yeah maybe she can go to the rich bank." I smirked not evening making sense at that minute. "Neither of you would know anything about that would you?" Sam asked Tory and I as our happy expressions soon changed.

"Wait what are you saying?" Aisha asked. "Sorry am I wearing a fucking ski mask?!" I snapped. "Just whoever has it give me the wallet and I won't tell security." She stated. "Are you freaking kidding me!" Tory shouted. "Samantha I didn't steal your mom's wallet neither did my girl Tory. Oh but you won't know anything about struggling because daddy gives you whatever you want!" I growled.

"They didn't steal your mom's wallet!" Aisha stuck up for us. "Right and she didn't steal a bottle of vodka! And you wouldn't steal half of the silverware!" Sam snapped. "I didn't rob your mom bitch!" Tory snarled. "Neither did I, but your parents shit out gold so maybe you don't know what we have to face!" I yelled. "Come on Izzy let's get out of here." Tory spoke and slung her arm back around me and I smiled, I did really like her.

Samantha yanked onto Tory's bag and we spun around, "Hey get off of her!" I yelled kicking her into the buffet table as Tory and I gasped. "How's the moose?" I sneered before Tory and I walked away. "Hey Keene tell your girlfriend she's a judgemental whore!" I spat. "What do you mean?" He frowned. "Just a heads up, Trey and Cruz stole Amanda LaRusso's wallet. Not me." I glowered before we stormed off.

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"Why did you stick up for me?" Tory asked me as we walked our way home, I didn't have any spare cash for a cab and Tory was saving it for groceries and medication, her mom won't be able to work soon. "I just did." I shrugged as we still walked along. "Izzy. Don't pussy out." She chuckled and stopped me in my tracks. "Can you just fuck off?" I snapped angrily. "Look you don't want me to answer that okay? Have you met me and my family?" I asked.

"I'm always angry, I'm jealous, I'm covered in fucking bruises and scars, I'm controlling, I'm practically a drunk, I'm just so..." I rambled on yet Tory cut me off and kissed me, a soft kiss. Her soft hand going up to cup my cheek as I ran my hand through her hair and kissed her harder and with more passion, she's so gorgeous. She broke her lips apart from mine, "You're so beautiful." She softly told me as I blushed.

"Funny. I was about to say the same thing about you." I grinned. "I wanted to make a move... But it's hard for me right now." I confessed. "My mom she uh she just left so dad's probably knocked out drunk." I sighed. "Then why don't you leave?" Tory asked. "What and leave Carl? No I couldn't, he's got Demetri but me I... I couldn't go to yours, Nancy has joined Miyagi-Do and I, shit sorry." I rambled.

"Hey. It's okay. Because we have each other." Tory smiled. "Shit I need to go home to my mom are you okay?" She asked kissing my cheek. "Yeah sure.." I nodded.

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"Hey Kanis can I crash for a couple of nights?" I asked her. "Course you can Mi Amigo! Come to your auntie Kanis bubba!" She cheered letting me into her small apartment. "I can take the couch okay it's fine." I laughed shutting the door behind me. "Or we can share." She winked as I rolled my eyes. "God you pansexual dirty fucker no!" I laughed as we sat down and she passed me a bottle of whiskey.

"I remember this is your second favorite. I haven't got vodka right now." Kanis admitted. "Mom left, Nancy's in Miyagi Do and well I kissed a girl and I'm terrified it's gonna be Lola all over again." I admitted swigging the bottle like it was a glass of water, the burning felt nice. "Well I'm joining Cobra Kai tomorrow and I promise you it won't be the same." She assured me. "Now do you wanna watch Wentworth?" Kanis asked me softly.

"Come on it's just because you think Bea is hot." I winked. "And you do with Franky." She smirked as we sprawled on the couch. "Thanks for being great K." I grinned. "You're welcome I." She chuckled...

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The next day at karate I stood next to Hawk and Aisha, I was angry with Carl; where do his loyalties lie. Cobra Kai or Miyagi Do? Tory and Kanis were both there to, I felt happy right now. "The back thrust kick works like this. You step, pivot, throw a side kick." Sensei Lawrence explained demonstrating. "What happens if an opponent attacks you from behind?" Hawk questioned as Sensei took some thought. "If your focused on kicking the opponent then what would happen if someone was behind?" Carl repeated the question.

"Excellent question,Sensei Kreese do you wanna take this one?" Sensei Lawrence asked. "Certainly sensei Lawrence." My grandfather and sensei nodded. "Are you sure we should do this?" Carl asked me in a low whisper. "Are you sure about Demetri?" I asked him back. "Yes." We both muttered in unison. "He's right for cobra Kai and maybe demetri is for you." I told him as we turned our attention back to Sensei Kreese.

"The key to this move is to make your enemy think that they are retreating. But just as they let their guard down, That's when you strike the hardest. Aits!" My sensei and grandfather explained as I smiled... This is the way cobra Kai was meant to be....


A/N: Okay so question, Tory or Sam? I think Tory but when I first watched season 3 I thought Sam but I changed again lol. So it seems Carl isn't having as much faith in Kreese as Izzy. I wanted to also include my other characters more so I will be doing that just so more than others at points! Thanks for reading!

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