The Serpent Queen

Fire and Ice | Part Three

John Kreese usually arrived at the new location of the Cobra Kai dojo before the students, but after Johnny. However on this very day, he had arrived at the same time the students were.

Walking along the strip mall, he turned his attention to the familiar roar of a dirt bike engine. He saw the rider of the bike whizz past him and park in a nearby space to the front door of the dojo.

The rider wore a recognisable red leather jacket from the eighties, red and black helmet, and wore a backpack on their back. He knew exactly who the items, apart from the bag, belonged to. Little George Alexopoulos, but he wasn't so little anymore, he was quite grown up and still didn't like him very much.

The rider swung their leg over to the right side of the bike and took off the helmet. A wave of long blonde hair became released from its hard hitting prison and they fixed it. He smiled to himself as the rider happened to be the most promising female student of the dojo, Phoebe 'The Serpent Queen' Alexopoulos. George's daughter.

His past suspicions were now 100% proven. No one actually said her surname out loud for the time he had came back to Cobra Kai, but he though she looked like her father in some ways. The hair was a shade or two lighter and around the eyes and they had the same nose. She had the same fight, stubbornness, grit and determination as him as well. Along with the third place spot in the tournament it seemed.

The addition of the jacket, helmet and the dirt bike, then Johnny's very subtle favouritism towards her being one of his closest friend's daughter. The final piece of the puzzle being the funeral. George himself being half Greek, having his daughter have a name of Greek origin and her presence at the funeral itself.

Phoebe was her father's daughter and Cobra Kai's legacy.

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The blonde girl walked out of the bathroom after changing into her white training gi. She saw Miguel and Hawk already dressed and stretching on the mat just off the edge. She decided to join them and she had to walk by Kayla to do it.

When she stepped by her, she tripped and nearly landed on her face when Miguel had luckily caught her from where he sat stretching.

"Oh, my God. I'm am so sorry, Phoebe. Are you okay?" Kayla helped to upright her with Miguel's help.

Phoebe shoved her away from her. Pointing a finger at her, she said, "You did that on purpose."

"No, I swear it was an accident. I didn't even see you."

Phoebe stepped over to her and whispered in her ear, "I don't know what game you're playing but I'm onto you. The email...nice touch. You won't close down this dojo, you hear me?" She glared at her and stepped over to the boys, then planted her bum on the mat next to them.

Hawk and Miguel watched Circus-freak walk away with a slight smirk on her face, but she hid it very well from the others. The blue haired boy looked to her, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." She leaned forward as another Cobra walked behind her carrying a large mat, she wanted to avoid behind hit on the back of the head with the thing.

Hawk turned his head to Miguel, "So, I did a deep-dive online last night, and you were right. Sensei is definitely Keene's father."

The Hispanic boy sighed, "I just don't understand why he wouldn't tell us."

"Because it isn't our business." Phoebe interjected.

"Maybe? I don't know. But it explains why he's giving us shit for kicking Keene's ass at the tournament. Show no mercy, unless it's his son. Then we gotta be pussies."