Black Widow
Where two best friends join a karate dojo to boost their confidence and start to change in more ways than they could've ever imagined.
Slowburn Eli Moskowitz x fem!OC
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Black Widow Chapter Four: Cobra Kai
The day after the fight, a crowd of teens had gathered outside the doors of the Cobra Kai dojo, all of them eager to join up and learn how to kick ass from the man who'd mentored Miguel Diaz. The fight had blown up, as could be expected.
Even inside, people were still talking about and looking at the video of Miguel beating four bullies in the fight in the cafeteria. Even kids that didn't go to West Valley were there. Most of them were nerds and losers, like Miguel, who wanted to learn how to stand up to their bullies too.
Among the teens were Eli, Demetri, and Sloane. The fight had really sold them on joining the dojo, so they finally fulfilled Miguel's request. Surprisingly, Sloane was actually really excited to be there. Kicking ass with her friends sounded like a pretty damn good way to spend her time. She'd figure out where to pull the money from later.
"Remind me again, why did I let you two talk me into this? This goes against everything I stand for. It's like extra gym class for no reason," Demetri complained.
"Let's just give it a chance," Eli said. He didn't show it much, but Sloane knew he was just as excited as she was. The prospect of being able to do what Miguel did was really enticing. If he could fight like that, no one would dare say anything about his lip again. "You saw the fight. Miguel kicked ass."
"Besides, a little self-defense never hurt anybody," Sloane argued. She wasn't sure what to expect from the mysterious Sensei Lawrence, but she had dressed like she would for any type of exercise, something she seemed to be one of the few of. She had her hair pulled back in a high ponytail and had put on a cropped hoodie and some flexible pants. "Who knows? You might-"
"QUIET!"
Sloane was taken aback by the sudden yell, but it did get everyone's attention. Sensei Lawrence stood in front of the class in a black, sleeveless gi. He had a matching black headband to keep his blonde hair out of his face.
"Face front," Sensei ordered. Even without the yelling, his presence was intimidating enough for the teens to comply instantly. He carried himself with confidence, something they were severely lacking. Sensei Lawrence started walking through the group, pretty much sizing them up. "Nice shirt," he told Demetri.
The boy smiled. "Thanks."
"I'm joking, it sucks," Sensei replied, to which Demetri's face immediately dropped. Then, he looked at Sloane. "What's that in your nose? What are you, a bull?" he questioned, referring to her septum piercing. Sloane gave him a weird look and he moved on. "A word of advice, if you got shit for teeth, don't smile," he told another kid. "God, makes me feel like a virgin just looking at you," he said to some other kid.
"When I look around this dojo, I don't see Cobra Kai material. I see losers, I see nerds. I see a fat kid with a funny hat with his tits popping out. but in my short time as a Sensei, I've also seen some miracles," Sensei Lawrence spoke, glancing at Miguel and Aisha. "So maybe there's some hope for you yet. But first I need to see where you're at, so everybody fall in. That means line up."
Even then, they seemed to misunderstand because they started lining up behind Aisha and Miguel. "No, not...not line up in a line. Lines. Get in lines," Sensei ordered.
"You mean like, rows?" Demetri asked. Sensei buried his face in his hands in secondhand embarrassment.
Sloane looked to Demetri. "I think he means rows."
