A Cobra Kai • Hawk/Eli fan fiction
With all the Valleys crazy, what could possibly go wrong?
Missy Barns, daughter of Micheal Barns and Cassie Nichols, is a teenage girl that holds ties to Karate and some of its students... thanks to Johnny Lawren...
(A/n: This next chapter is gonna be in Hawks point of view, so I can make this longer and not follow the story word for word.)
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"We gotta do something about it."
"You're right.... That little weasel is gonna pay...."
•••
Hawk's P.o.V
•Before•
I think I only spent about two minutes on the phone with Demetri, having the most aggravating conversation ever. All because he just has to open his mouth.
"So you got pushed around a bit, you went to a karate dojo! That's the whole point!"
"It was aggravated assault Eli! I looked it up, that's a year in prison and a $10.000 fine."
"Ugh, stop being such a bitch Demetri!" I rolled my eyes at the phone, with Demetri on the other end. Telling me about how he got punched in the face by Kreese, for correcting his tattoo.
Well that's what he gets for being such a smart ass...
"You know what happens to snitches.." I warned noticing that Miguel was exiting the dojo.
I needed to wrap up this call.
"They get immunity."
"No! They get stitches!" I scoffed at him.
"I just did! Bc several stiches!" Demetri whined, pointing to the big bandage on his face.
I stopped listening to what Demetri was saying when Miguel stopped at my side. "Stop being such a pussy! Always whining all the time.." I rolled my eyes again.
"Don't do anything stupid, you'll regret it." With that I ended the call on Demetri, and turned to my boy Miguel.
"What happened?"
"That pussy Demetri couldn't handle training Mr. Kreese, he's not cobra Kai material."
•Now•
"Ah I love this colour! Thanks Rico!" I nodded at my tattoo artist admitting my new red spiky hair, and ink.
Rico who's my favourite tattoo artist filled in the Mohawk on my back, making it red to match my new style. Every time I got off that table I knew I wasn't going to leave disappointed. If you don't love your tattoo artist, find another one.
"No problem Hawk!"
I looked over at my beautiful girlfriend Moon, and wrapped my arm around her shoulder. "You ready to go babe?" She smiled happily and she nodded her head.
