The city was quiet, unnervingly quiet. The air smelled like wet asphalt and ash, smoke curling from distant fires. The news channels couldn't stop flashing headlines:
"Cobra Kai: No Longer a Dojo — Now a Warriors' Clan.""Karate with Weapons: The New Cobra Kai Regime."
Andrea stared at the screen, cigarette dangling from her fingers, her eyes black, hollow, burning. The betrayal, the anger, the heat from Robby and Zara… it had ignited something inside her. Something raw, endless.
Hawk watched her from across the room. "Andrea… you need to calm—"
She didn't even turn. Her voice was low, cutting, venomous. "Calm? Hawk, there's nothing left to calm. I'm done with mercy. I'm done with light."
Miguel stepped forward cautiously, looking for any spark of the Andrea he knew. "Hey… we can talk—"
"I don't talk anymore," Andrea snapped, voice cold as steel. "Words are weak. And so is anyone who hesitates."
Tory put a hand on Hawk's shoulder, sensing the storm brewing. "She's… different now."
Andrea's smirk was sharp. "I'm a weapon, Hawk. And you, and Miguel, and everyone else… you're either with me, or you're nothing."
The rest of the week passed in a blur. Cobra Kai's training evolved — strikes with swords, staffs, knives, and improvised weapons became standard. The dojo was no longer a place for discipline. It was a war room, teaching precision, ruthlessness, and deathly efficiency.
Even Robby trained harder than ever, though he tried to avoid Andrea's gaze. Zara hovered near him at every moment, but his mind always drifted back to Andrea, which only fueled her dark fury.
Tournament Returns
The arena was larger, more fortified. The crowd's energy was intense, but beneath it all lay tension, fear, and anticipation.
Andrea vs. unknown Miyagi-Do fighter:Andrea moved like a predator. Her fists were fast, vicious, and every strike carried all the hatred she had stored for Zara, Robby, and every betrayal. By the end, her opponent was crumpled, gasping, blood staining their gi. Andrea didn't flinch. She had no mercy left.
Hawk vs. Kwon:Hawk's fight was brutal. Kwon was strong, but Hawk had evolved into something terrifying. His strikes were sharper, his instincts faster. Kreese watched from the sidelines, smiling as his soldier executed perfection. Hawk finally slammed Kwon down with a decisive blow — victory.
Robby, Zara, Miguel, Sam, Tory, and others:
Robby faced an Iron Dragon under Kreese's eyes, but his mind was haunted by Andrea. He fought efficiently, but every move was calculated to survive, not to kill.
Zara's smirk never left her as she watched Andrea dominate fight after fight.
Miguel was tested repeatedly, his loyalty to Cobra Kai versus his heart pulling him in every direction. Sam stayed in the hospital during most of the fights, recovering but aware that the Cobra Kai world was creeping closer.
Andrea vs. Zara
Finally, the moment arrived. Andrea faced Zara in the center. The air between them was thick with tension, anger, and bloodlust.
Zara lunged first, graceful, quick — but Andrea was faster, fueled by betrayal and darkness. Every strike landed like a hammer, every kick slammed Zara into the mat. The fight was violent, raw. By the end, Andrea's hands were bloody, Zara's gi ripped, her lips split.
Andrea stood over her, chest heaving, her shadow larger than life. The referee raised Andrea's hand. Winner: Andrea Johnson — Female Champion.
Hawk watched from the sidelines, fists tight, proud yet terrified of the darkness she'd embraced.
Hawk's own fight was next. Kwon vs. Hawk — the male champion battle. Hawk moved like a storm unleashed. Kreese's eyes gleamed in approval. Hawk slammed Kwon, fully victorious. Cobra Kai had dominated.
The Deal
Johnny, Kreese, Daniel, and Chozen met in the shadows.
Kreese's tone was calm but lethal. "One week of mercy ended. The family of LaRusso is mine if Cobra Kai wins. Lose, and Miyagi-Do falls."
Daniel's face was pale, teeth clenched. "I won't let you touch them. I swear—"
"You have one option," Kreese interrupted coldly. "Call the cops? Twenty units, helicopters, SWAT? Try it. One step out of line, Sam dies in her hospital bed."
Daniel's fists trembled. Chozen's unreadable face gave nothing away. The weight of the deal hung over him like chains.
Streets Become Hunting Grounds
At night, the streets were empty, except for shadows. Any lone figure, anyone crossing paths with Cobra Kai, faced the pack.
Kyler, Bert, Mitch, and Kenny moved like predators, striking without hesitation.
Hawk, Andrea, Robby, and Tory followed with deadly precision.
The little spark of mercy or humanity within them screamed. A tiny voice inside Andrea, Hawk, and the others begged them to stop. But the darkness was too deep. They were soldiers. Killers. Warriors.
And the city had learned quickly: Cobra Kai did not forgive. Cobra Kai did not hesitate. Cobra Kai was fear incarnate.
The dojo was quieter than usual. The usual clang of strikes and grunts had dimmed, leaving an uneasy, suffocating silence. Robby sat alone on a bench, his hands clenched, staring at the floor.
He felt… empty. Lost. Something inside him was missing, but he couldn't place it. The nights with Zara, the adrenaline, the victories — none of it filled the void. He didn't even remember the last time he had truly felt alive, or truly cared about someone.
Andrea appeared at the doorway, her eyes cold, sharp as knives, but there was something in them — a rare softness he hadn't seen in months.
"Robby," she said quietly, stepping closer. "You think I don't know what happened with Zara?"
Robby's head jerked up. His eyes widened. "Andrea… I—"
"You let her do what she wants, and you didn't even fight back," Andrea said, voice low, almost breaking. "Do you even realize what that makes you?"
Robby swallowed hard, his hands trembling. For the first time in months, the walls around him began to crumble. Tears burned his eyes, and he whispered, barely audible: "I… I didn't want to… I never meant it. Andrea, I—"
Andrea's gaze softened. Her chest tightened, a single tear slipping down her cheek. She had never shown this side to anyone, but here it was, unguarded, fragile. "Robby…" she murmured, letting herself feel it.
They stood there, the silence stretching, broken only by the faint hum of the dojo lights. The moment was fragile, almost sacred, a crack in the darkness that had consumed them both.
But then Andrea's hand tightened into a fist, her cold mask snapping back into place. Her eyes hardened. Robby blinked, stunned. The softness vanished as quickly as it had appeared.
Robby's own face hardened in response. The vulnerability he had shown moments ago was swallowed by the cold steel he had learned from Cobra Kai.
Hawk's Collapse
Elsewhere in the dojo, Hawk was supposed to be his usual cocky, unflappable self. But Moon had grown distant. His attempts to save their connection failed again and again.
"You're slipping away," Moon said softly one night, avoiding his gaze. "I can't… I can't keep doing this."
Hawk's jaw clenched. He tried to smile, tried to act indifferent. "I'll fix it. Just… give me time."
But she walked away anyway. And as the door clicked shut, Hawk's chest felt hollow. His heart throbbed in anger, shame, and despair. He gritted his teeth, and in that moment, he made a choice — he would bury the heartbreak, bury the softness, and become colder than anyone had ever seen.
Miguel and Sam
Miguel hadn't been at the dojo in days. He stayed by Sam's side, watching her recover, helping her through the aftermath of Andrea's brutal attack during the tournament. But even as he tended to her, his mind kept straying back to Cobra Kai — the dojo, the fights, the pack.
He hadn't left the Cobra Kai world, not really. But he needed to be here, with Sam, even if it meant ignoring Johnny and Kreese's demands, even if it meant risking their wrath.
Amanda and Daniel
Amanda sat on the couch, hair in disarray, her face pale, eyes rimmed with red. The constant war between dojos, the injuries, the chaos — it was eating her alive. She whispered into the darkness, "I can't… I feel like I'm losing my mind."
Daniel paced the room, fists tight, knuckles white. His eyes were bloodshot, exhaustion evident in every line of his face. Every attempt to stop Cobra Kai failed. Every plan to protect his family fell short.
"I wish Miyagi was here," Daniel said finally, voice breaking. "He would know how to fix this… he would know how to heal everyone. But he's not here."
Amanda shook her head, tears falling. "And we're all… broken. Just like them."
Back to the Dojo
The dojo, once a place of controlled chaos, now felt like a tomb. The Cobra Kai students moved through their drills like shadows — precise, deadly, but hollow. Andrea practiced her strikes, every movement filled with hatred, vengeance, and cold efficiency. Hawk shadowed the mat, eyes dark, fists tight, moving with a cold fury no one could penetrate. Robby trained, but his mind lingered on Andrea, on what he had almost lost, and the ache only made him sharper, more dangerous.
Even Miguel's absence was felt. The pack was still strong, still deadly, but the faint light that once existed — the spark of humanity, of connection — was gone.
Closing
Night fell over the city. Streets were empty, shadows long. Cobra Kai moved through them like predators. Any figure that dared cross their path was swiftly defeated, leaving nothing but lifeless bodies behind. The streets were silent, save for the whisper of wind and the faint screams of conscience that no one could hear anymore.
Inside the dojo, Andrea stood at the window, looking out at the empty streets, the cold mask firmly in place. Her tears had dried. Her heart had hardened. Robby, Hawk, Miguel, all of them — warriors molded by pain and darkness, soldiers without mercy.
And in the quiet, Daniel and Amanda watched from afar, helpless, exhausted, praying for a miracle that would never come.