You were all stood outside the venue waiting for Sensei Lawrence. Everybody was getting more and more nervous except for Miguel who was fighting the air. "Hey save some for the tournament man." Hawk said but Miguel just ignored it.
"Leave it man hes still annoyed about his girlfriend." Aisha said with Hawk accepting it.
"Where the fuck is Sensei?" You said starting to get frustrated by the waiting.
"He'll be here." Hawk reassured.
"I'm not so sure." The tiny kid Burt said.
"What makes you say that?" You said everyone looking at him. He began telling us a story about how he went to buy 'milk' and Sensei was drunk as fuck and ranting about Robby.
"Why didn't you say this before now?" Hawk questioned
"I guess I'm so used to seeing him Drunk, it didn't seem like a big deal a big deal." Burt said shrugging it off.
"I'll be back in a minute." You said walking away as they discussed what Sensei could've done. You walked over to the vending machine buying a can of Dr Pepper.
"Hey Y/n." You looked over your shoulder and saw Emily stood there.
"Hello." You said bluntly.
"Babe whats wrong?" She said stepping towards you.
"Don't try and sweet talk me after you accused me of flirting with your sister." You snapped back.
"I was Jealous of you too, your so good too me I don't wanna lose you." She said trying to reach out.
"I've heard that one before. I probably would've done the same I admit but I also would've had the decency to respond to people."
"I had my phone taken by my Mom ask Sam the same thing happened to her." She said getting defensive
"Heard that one before aswell." You said looking over your shoulder too see Sensei. "I've gotta go." You said walking away.
"Alright then let's sign up." You said walking back.
"Not yet." Sensei said. "You still have on more lesson I have to teach you."
"All teams report to the locker room f"
"You've all learned to strike first, to be aggressive, not be losers. I taught you to strike hard, put every ounce of your power behind everything you do. But I haven't taught you the third rule of Cobra Kai. "No mercy." The older you get, the more you're gonna learn that life isn't fair. You wake up one morning feeling great, and then life throws a spinning heel kick to your balls, takes a big steaming shit in your mouth. You get an "F" on a test, you get suspended. You fall in love with a girl, and some other dude comes and steals her away. Car gets set on fire. Just when you think things are going good, everything falls apart. That's how it goes. Life shows no mercy, so neither do we. We do whatever it takes to keep our heads above water. We do whatever it takes to keep moving forward. We do whatever it takes to win! Remember who you are. You're badass! You don't give a shit! You kick ass! You're Cobra Kai." He said making everyone cheer.
(AN: I love google simply because I can copy and paste.)
"Let fuck shit up." You said going to grab your Gi.
"Oh no your nit wearing those."
Timeskip
You were sat in the locker room with some sick black uniforms and they were named.
"When he says the name of the dojo walk out, and make a show." He said with a smile. You heard cheers from the crowds as everything kicked off.
"All right, let's start by welcoming all the local dojos competing today. From Granada Hills, All-Star Karate." He said as the dojo walked out. (AN: Forgive me but I'm not writing every dojo.)
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A snake in the grass (Cobra kai x Male reader)
FanficY/n L/n an amateur boxer with something to prove and a legacy to live up to. He formerly lived in Chicago but he was forced to west valley by his dad after he got a job as a mechanic at LaRusso luxury motors
