TWILIGHT ZONE ➭ COBRA KAI

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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 SIX ・*:·. ⇌ ஜ .·:

"Does that scare you, Mrs. Zimmerman?"

Giovanna held her breath, keeping her gaze forward. "No, Sensei!"

"Does that make you feel weak, Mrs. Zimmerman?"

"I am not weak, Sensei!"

He snarled, "prove it."

The girl across from her had fear stricken all across her face, hesitantly approaching Giovanna. Giovanna held her breath again, becoming impossibly still.

"Sorry," the girl whispered, standing a few inches from her as she swung her fist in Giovanna's direction.

Giovanna's eye twitched just before the girls fist landed against her jaw. It was hardly noticeable, but she realized her own mistake before it was too late. Blood pooled in her mouth, Giovanna spit it out. Do not make a sound.

Do not make a sound.

Giovanna released her breath.

The girl shook her hand, taking a step back. "Did that hurt, Mrs. Kendra?"

The girl shakes her head, "No, Sensei."

He hums, "Good." He turns to Giovanna, eyes narrowing. "Did I see you flinch, Mrs. Zimmerman?"

Giovanna swallowed, "No, Sensei."

"Liar!" He snapped, rushing up to her, aiming his fight at her face. Giovanna forced her eyes open, they stung as she sucks in a breath. He leans in closer, "are you weak, Mrs. Zimmerman?"

"No, Sensei!"

He chuckled, rubbing his jaw. "Not smiling no more are you, Mrs. Zimmerman?"

Giovanna clenched her jaw, eyes trained on his. "No, Sensei!"

He backed off, pointing at her. "Good. Again!"

"Watch the person across from you, and anticipate their next move. Stay focused, keep your guard up, and be ready to react. Remember, hesitation is weakness. You must stay alert and trust your instincts." Kreese instructs, circling the group.

They were separated into two lines, across from each other. Giovanna stared at the young boy, who was nearly taller than her. Giovanna focused on the boy's stance, analyzing his movements. "We're just practicing sparing, you'll move down the line every time the buzzer goes off." Her eyes flickered to the countdown, one minute each.

The buzzer sounded, and the boy lunged forward, throwing a quick jab. Giovanna dodged, countering with a swift kick to his ribs. Giovanna's kick landed with precision, forcing the boy to stumble back. "What's your name, kid?" She asks, holding her hands up in a defensive stance.

He regains his balance, "Kenny." He tells her, before stepping back into position. Kenny nodded, and launched a series of rapid punches. Giovanna parried each one, her movements fluid and precise, as they danced around each other.