Money, Power, Glory (Terry Silver Fanfic)

Chapter 2

I woke in the morning when sunrays were on my face. I scrunched my eyes and pulled the covers over my head. Slowly I felt my cover being pulled off me. I instantly jolted awake. When I opened my eyes, I was greeted by smiling Terry holding the cover in his hand, "Rise and shine sleeping beauty." I groaned and threw my head back into the pillow. Terry pulled the pillow under my head and smacked me in the face with it. "Wake up, Lana!" he shouted.

"No," I groaned tucking my hands under my head.

"You won't wake up?"

"Nope," I replied popping the p. I heard his footsteps receding. As I was about to head back to sleep, I felt cold water thrown on my face. I screeched and wiped my eyes. Terry laughed while holding the empty cup in his hand.

"You little asshole!" I yelled. "Come here, you piece of shit!" I grabbed the pillow on the floor and smacked him in the face with it. "Oh! Oh! Pillow fight!" He shouted before grabbing another pillow. We fought until we both ran out of breath. I threw myself on the bed facing down. Terry ruffled my hair, "Come on, Lana. Breakfast is ready."

After he left my room, I went to the master bathroom to get ready. I did another line of dope before heading downstairs. I wore casual clothes and walked downstairs to be greeted with the smell of eggs, toast, and coffee. Terry was sitting at the big table, signing papers. I took a seat next to him grabbing the coffee and a toast.

"So, are we proceeding with your plan today?" I talked with toast in my mouth. Terry put down the pen turning his full attention to me. He intertwined his fingers in his lap leaning back into the chair, "Yes we are. We first are going to see Danny boy and inform him of 'John's death'." I nodded taking a drink from my coffee.

"Sounds good," I said finishing my coffee.

"Have you got a chance to talk to John yet?"

"No, I have not," I answered honestly. He nodded. He took a last sip of his coffee finishing it before standing up and stretching me a hand, "Let's go, m'lady," he said smiling. I smiled taking his hand. We walked outside and I saw a light blue truck sitting in the driveway. He ran up to the truck and opened the passenger door for me, "Ladies first." I giggled childishly before getting in.

As we were driving to the karate studio, I felt the LA heat getting to me. When we parked at the karate dojo, Terry turned off the engine he glanced at me before looking back at me quickly.

"What's wrong? Is my hair ruined?" I asked frantically fixing my hair. He pointed at my nose, "Your nose is bleeding." I touched my upper lip with the tip of my fingertips feeling the warm liquid. I looked at my fingertips seeing the blood, "Shit. Do you have anything to wipe it off with?" Terry was zoned out for a bit before pulling a handkerchief out of his pocket. I was about to take it from him, but he told me to lean my head back. I did as he said and leaned back as he gently cleaned off the blood. I attempted to observe his blue eyes, but they were dilated...

"Okay! All done!" I sniffed. He smiled at me. I smiled back.

"Okay, just follow my lead." I nodded before getting off with him. He opened the gate for me and we entered the dojo together side by side. My eyes caught an old man practicing kata with a young boy which I'm guessing he is the 'Danny boy' Terry keeps mentioning.

"Excuse me!" Terry shouted to get their attention. They turned around, "Mr. Miyagi?"

"Hai," greeted the old man who I'm guessing is Mr. Miyagi.

Terry and I approached Mr. Miyagi and Danny Boy, "My name is Terry Silver. My master is Kim Sun-Yung of South Korea. My teacher sends his respects," we bowed. "John Kreese of Cobra Kai dojo was our school's number-one student. Word reached us in Korea only two months ago about what happened last year at the tournament. My teacher sends his apologies for John Kreese's dishonorable actions," we bowed again.