"You're not good enough." My ears rang as the words filled my head, causing it to spin. Pain ran through my body, but I ignored it. It no longer affected me. My fists bled as I continued to punch the bag. I grit my teeth as my punches got harder and faster. I could feel my body start to tremble in frustration and exhaust.
"You're still here." A voice rang out, snapping me out of it.
I nod, and try to hold my head high.
"That wasn't a question. I was stating the obvious." He walks up to me and takes my hand from beside me, lifting it up to look at it. He didn't say anything and dropped it. "This dojo is only fit for the best. I understand that you sent to my country for protection, but you will not corrupt my dojo."
I keep my head high and my eyes straight forward, no emotions on my face. "Sensei, I am the best."
He laughs, "You stupid Americans, always so high and mighty. Your kind always has such high options of yourself, someone needs to put you in your place."
"You of all people should know that where you are from does not define who you are."
"Well you know what I think?" He asks. When I don't answer he says. "I think your time here is up."
He swings his leg under me and knocks me down. I hook my legs around him and flip my body over, causing him to fall and I hold him down with all my strength. "You may be bigger and stronger than me, but you will never have as much fight as me because I have something that you don't." I lower my mouth down by his ear. "I've been fighting my whole life and not going to let a coward steal it from me. I'm done taking your abuse." I stand up and begin walking out the door. My instincts pick up and my reflexes kick in. I spin around and catch the knife before it hurts me. "You better hope you never see me again, Wolf. I won't play nice next time." I look him in the eyes and drop the knife dramatically, before spinning on my heels and leaving.
When I get far enough away, I reach into my pocket and take out a picture. Tory and I smiled at the camera, true happiness on our paint covered faces. "I'm coming home kid."
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Little Tragedy - Cobra Kai
FanfictionOC x Axel Kovacevic- Vanya Martin was a mystery. To most she was a troubled teen with a heart made of gold. To others, there was a side only the lucky ones were allowed to see. No one saw the battles she fought everyday. However, no matter how dark...
