Chapter Sixteen: No Way But the Classic Way
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A/N: These are actually the last few chapters of the entire fanfic. So the OSTs really, and I mean really
really start to become crucial. So
please, if you can, listen to the music I chose to add atmosphere which I used to write and frame the scenes in my head too.
A huge thanks to Anon and all the other reviewers who gave feedback. It's been much appreciated as we head in the third act and finale of this book as the tournament is right around the corner.
Also while Young Hearts Beat Fast by Commuter is the song everyone remembers, Feel the Night was the original song they used during Ali's first date with Daniel.
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One day at Robby's house shortly before winter break started I was playing Atari with him and his dad walked out of his bedroom on the phone.
"The name of my dojo?" said Johnny. "Steel Eagle Karate. That's right. Steel Eagle Karate. No, this isn't a prank call, I just want to sign up for the tournament. I've competed in these things for years back in the day, I even know some of the old officials."
Robby and I smiled and laughed quietly on the couch.
"My name? Johnny Lawrence. Uh, I just got one student now. His full name's Robert Swayze Keene, he's my son, I'm his personal Sensei."
The person on the phone with him seemed to be talking for a bit. "Uh huh. Uh huh. Great. Great thank you."
Johnny hung up. "We just got Steel Eagle underway for official competition. All that's left to do is train."
"Steel Eagle?" I laughed.
"Because American Eagle and Iron Eagle were both already taken." said Robby.
I looked at him.
"I know. I had the same reaction but you know. I don't care though, it works."
I looked at Johnny. "Why not just call it Cobra Kai?"
"Because Cobra Kai was a mistake, I realize it now looking back on all of it. A violent dojo making violent people. We might be tough, okay." Johnny pointed to Robby and I. "Tough, but not assholes."
"I don't get it," I said. "I thought the point of you training Robby was so you could fix the mistakes Cobra Kai made in the past."
"Sort of, but not really. Not that it matters anyway. The one guy who taught me Cobra Kai, I'm completely sure he's dead or something." Johnny shrugged. "Why pretend I need to pass on whatever sick lessons he taught me?"
I wouldn't call him dead necessarily, as a matter of fact John Kreese was very alive.
"For our symbol or icon or whatever. I'm thinking of a bald eagle made of pure shiny stainless steel in front of the American flag," said Johnny. "It'll be awesome. You could join too, you'd do well."
I sighed. "I already have a dojo."
"Yeah yeah Miyagi-Do. But are you competing in the All Valley in May?" asked Johnny.
"Not affiliated with Miyagi-Do. No."
"And how does LaRusso feel about that?" Johnny asked.
I took a deep breath. "I. Haven't told him yet. Wanted to make it a surprise."
In the same way your son, the person sitting next to me would make it for Daniel as well during his own All Valley next year.
"So then join my dojo and compete with us. You and Robby already spend enough time skateboarding or playing video games." he threw a hand towards his old TV set. "Why not actually do something useful?"
I looked at Johnny. "You make a fair point. I just don't want to cause any needless tension between you and Mr. LaRusso."
"Look he's your Sensei. Not your father, and you could learn a lot from me."
"I still have a lot to learn over at Miyagi-Do too." I said respectfully.
Johnny raised a hand slightly. "Fine." he said quietly before leaving.
The front door to the apartment closed behind us.
I looked at Robby again for a second. "I don't get his problem," said Robby. "We both already said we were cool with it."
"I still don't think either him or Mr. LaRusso would be cool with me in particular training with the other person no matter how reasonable they could be about it. My mom was the reason they even fought in the first place even if it was decades ago."
Robby nodded. "But still. Competing at the All Valley without a dojo at all? That's gotta be rough for you."
"That doesn't mean I'll be untrained."
"Still, that feels like you're basically making a decision without your Sensei. Not my place. But you should probably go over it with him."
"Easier said than done," I said picking up my soda on the coffee table nearby and sipping from it. "He doesn't really believe in tournaments."
"Didn't he become famous for a bit for winning two in a row? Isn't that how he sells cars?" asked Robby.
"It is. My style of karate is very pacifistic." One of the two was actually. "It's very patient and precise. It's. It's great. And your way is too man." Because I only trained in a more brutal version of it. "When we compete against each other, if we end up facing each other. We'll do it the right way. As people competing against each other. But still friends."
Someone with a white GI against someone with a likely red GI, Eli Moskowitz facing Miguel Diaz in the semis of the fifty first All Valley Tournament was what I envisioned for a few months from now as the closest match.
I checked my phone, it would be sun down soon.
"I gotta go. See ya man."
"See ya at school. Got end of semester tests to finish."
"Yup." I said, not worried in the slightest for them.
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I rode on my bicycle over to Daniel's house and rang the doorbell.
Luckily, it wasn't Sam, it was the person I wanted to talk to.
"Hey Lucas. We were in the middle of dinner I-"
"All those messy and weird feelings of feeling out of place with Miyagi-Do karate. They're gone for me." I said honestly. "I need balance. And you're part of that. So, I'd like to train with you as much as you can when winter break starts next week and for as long as you'll allow."
Daniel smiled, laughing in surprise. "Definitely. Definitely, I'm am totally in."
"Mr. Miyagi's way." I said with pride.
He held my shoulders. "Yes. Mr. Miyagi's way. The right way."
Right.
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OST: The Comeback Kid - The Midnight
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The bell rang to West Valley High School and everyone broke out for winter break.
Yasmine said her farewells and muttered to Sam and Moon.
"See you at Moon's right?" asked Yasmine.
"Yeah. Yeah for sure." said Sam.
Robby and Lucas brushed past, laughing loudly as Sam and Yasmine looked at them in disgust and annoyance as they walked towards the front of the school.
Demetri, Eli, and Aisha approached them after leaning off a few nearby cement barriers leading to the entrance of the school.
They all talked excitedly and for a moment Aisha could've sworn Sam was looking longingly at Lucas again during her summer crush days on him.
But Sam wasn't looking at Lucas.
It was Eli.
The typically shy and very reserved freshman was usually very somber and mellow, but had started to come out of his shell after not being bullied for a semester and spending time with friends like Lucas and Robby.
Eli laughed loudly with both of them as Demetri grinned a tiny bit.
"Dude yeah. Yeahhhh!" Eli stuck his tongue out of his mouth gripping his backpack for a second, pretending guts were flowing out of his stomach as Lucas imitated stabbing him with a sword. "Blahhh!"
Robby laughed too as Lucas spoke. "We gotta have a Game of Thrones watch party at my place." Eli said.
"Yes dude. Yes!" Robby gripped hands with Eli.
"That's right. Gimme that, gimme that. Mm!" Lucas gripped hands too with Eli and they bumped shoulders and snapped. "Mm!" he repeated proudly and loudly.
Sam looked over from Eli to Aisha from the front of the school. She often wondered why she spent so much time hanging out with and being friends with very loud and rambunctious boys instead of fellow freshman girls like her and the friend group she was forming.
Aisha saw Sam walking towards her and spoke. "Peace out guys. I gotta go." she said before leaving in a hurry. "About that Thrones watch party. I am down."
"Let's gooo! See ya Aisha!" Lucas waved as the four boys all said their goodbyes.
He wasn't as cheerful to wake up at the same time every morning despite being on winter break.
At six thirty in the morning every day, Lucas had to get up, ride his bicycle to the nearest bus station and need to go all the way over to the nearest beach well over a half hour away.
There, he jogged up and down an entire beach that was well over a mile long.
Seagulls flew by behind him in the early December morning sun just during sunrise as he jogged. Lucas was wearing a sweatshirt and track pants, he threw jabs and hook punches as he ran, making footprints in the sand as he ran.
Occasionally, Lucas would spin into a perfect hook kick and then keep jogging.
He would run for well over an hour and then he started to do kata. He did hook kicks, the spinning hands kata, and punches and blocks on a raised, thin, but stable cement bench near the beach.
Lucas always maintained perfect balance during every technique he did. The best form, the best execution, speed, and power.
When he went home he had a very hearty breakfast cooked by a personal chef the Mills family had and then worked on strategies for the All Valley.
He watched footage from previous All Valley finals he found online. Watched as many point fighting strategy videos as he could on the computer in his room while working out his arm with a dumbbell from as many different sources as he could.
From kickboxing, karate, and even Taekwondo videos. Anything that was point sparring at all Lucas researched on and worked around his 'five combo strategy.'
After relaxing for a bit, he went downstairs and started to practice his five combos.
In the event Lucas felt the need to score during the All Valley tournament, he decided to develop and train five 'blitz' or rush attacks with multiple forward strikes.
Most were two or three attack combinations, some even four. He hit a punching bag to practice these exact scenarios, then pumped iron using the dumbbells and weight lifting set his grandfather had stopped using decades prior but Lucas had more than wiped the dust off of.
It was about two thirty in the afternoon by the time Lucas spent some time working on Warhammer Forty Thousand or Magic the Gathering games with Demetri and Eli or built some Lego sets with them.
Just for fun, they would build computers from scratch and then code entire systems from scratch. Lucas more than anything observed and occasionally took notes, coding was not his thing but on the computer they had built in Lucas' garage, he more than enjoyed watching the Binary Brothers go to work.
Lucas had to be on time during his regular five o'clock classes in Pacoima with Kreese.
They lasted two hours and sometimes two and a half hours as Kreese was making sure Lucas was as prepared as remotely possible for his first All Valley tournament.
He made him practice his five combo set he completely approved off and helped develop on mitts. Then Kreese made Lucas practice both the very basics of Cobra Kai Karate and the newer lessons.
Kreese made Lucas do pushups on one hand on choppy cement, then made him continue to hit wooden pallets and crates as hard as he could despite how much it could hurt him. Because it simply didn't.
Lucas had gotten so used to the very intense training demands of Kreese's training that his striking form, technique, speed, and power didn't let hardwood or anything Kreese throw at him hurt him. It all just made him stronger.
Lucas practiced the two punch combo finished off with an outside crescent kick and Kreese shook his head, taking the spot next to him and showing the proper application.
Kreese made a pushing motion with his hand and then a lowering motion with his hand to indicate Lucas had to stay lower to the ground as he moved as he explained.
After an entire hour of pure karate training in Cobra Kai, Kreese took Lucas to a public indoor swimming pool and spoke.
"For a three minute title fight. You have to train for three thousand minutes. And in a match like the kind you'll have at this All Valley. All of it is based on fast twitch muscles and how much speed you can put into one blow." said Kreese as Lucas was wearing specialized competitive swimming trunks and goggles. "You will never find a better place to train those kinds of muscles all over your entire body than sprint style swimming. I need you running these laps like you have a shark chasing after you. Because you do kid."
Lucas listened. "That shark is the 49th All Valley tournament in May. So don't let it catch you. It catches you, you lose. And Cobra Kais, do not lose."
And Lucas didn't let it catch him for a second. Not for the entire winter break or even the months that followed it.
Lucas did sprint laps in freestyle, butterfly, and backstroke for an entire hour and a half every day for all of winter break.
During his single lap and double lap runs, Kreese used a stopwatch and it was never good enough. Despite how fast and how much effort Lucas was putting into his laps.
Kreese spun a finger around in the air, shaking his head. "You gotta shave a half second off. Run it again."
Water splashed as Lucas flew through his laps.
"Run it again!"
He flew through the water again.
"Again!"
Lucas grunted back in his garage that night, not letting his muscles in his shoulders and arms cool off by pulling weights around.
"Again!"
Lucas flew through the water.
"Again!"
He did kata on the beach with Daniel this time nearing sunset.
"Again!"
Nearing the end of his winter break, Lucas was breaking apart thick and strong wooden blocks with his bare fists and elbows in the abandoned supermarket loading dock with Kreese.
"Again!"
Lucas was laughing and enjoying himself as Daniel had lent him his old Japanese sanders he had in a box stored in the home dojo. They were practicing sand the floor the same way Daniel had learned.
"Again!"
Lucas was getting in such good shape and training so hard with both Cobra Kai and Miyagi-Do and combining them so well he felt better than he ever did.
During the Game of Thrones watch party at Eli's he watched intently with his friends, eating popcorn and staying quiet always.
Sam had joined quietly as Demetri had invited her.
Aisha and Lucas looked uncomfortable, and the watch party continued awkwardly as Robby broke the ice with a quick joke everyone gave a light chuckle at.
Through the darkness of Eli's living room, Sam and Eli made eye contact for a moment. Eli could've sworn Sam was smiling at him, but the next time he looked she was laughing with Demetri and Aisha quietly.
As school began, Lucas had to reduce his training by a bit, but he still was extremely busy balancing both school and his months long preparation for the All Valley.
One morning for school, Lucas realized how hard it was for him to fit into his old clothes he had started the fall semester with months prior now that it was the start of his spring semester at West Valley.
He looked at himself in the mirror in his bedroom. Kreese had helped him grow muscles over his entire body and was in excellent shape.
Lucas sighed, needing to pick out the largest clothes he had and then left.
The following weeks wearing clothes now better suited for him, he started to spend more time at school with all his friends.
Robby, Eli, Aisha, Demetri, and even Charlotte. We spent a decent bit of time about once or twice a week discussing stuff for English and other classes in the West Valley High School library.
He trained daily in Miyagi-Do and Cobra Kai with Daniel and Kreese. He studied school work and as many fight tip videos as he could apply to his training for the All Valley.
By around February of 2017 Lucas was passing the apex of his training in both Cobra Kai and Miyagi-Do Karate.
After nearly nine months of training as much as he could under Kreese and Daniel, combining both their methods on his own as well, Lucas was seriously impressing both Daniel and Kreese with his degree of skill.
He could do almost any one of the five strike combinations with a single code word given under Kreese.
Any of the basic blocks or attacks from the multitude Cobra Kai and Miyagi-Do had given him, Lucas could do at the drop of a hat with highly advanced form for someone who was barely even reaching his fifteenth birthday.
He had a degree of technique, speed, and strength that made Kreese surprised at how quickly he progressed. And Daniel had found the same in Lucas.
And it was because he combined their styles, he developed his own methods and his own confidence from them both and always respected them both every chance he got.
All of March he focused entirely on cardio, fundamentals, and kata. And then it was already April.
Lucas turned over the page on his calendar, and several dozen red X marks were cleared off as he had since the day he began to train during the summer of the previous year.
All Lucas could do was start to focus on his regular training and a bit more fight strategy on his own.
His hand curled into a fist and Lucas looked over at the nearby posted on his wall.
In the same classic style posters the All Valley had in the eighties, a Forty Ninth All Valley Under 18 Karate Championships poster hung on the wall of his bedroom.
Lucas smiled.
He was finally ready. All that was left, was to wait and train one final month.
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I got off the electronic scale.
Kreese looked at it, and then he chuckled for a second.
"What?"
"You've gained. About twenty six pounds worth of muscle since you started training with me. And you've grown about an inch and a half taller. So you weigh about one hundred and thirty eight pounds, and are five feet and eight and a half inches tall. Your arms and legs are naturally long for your age too."
"And?"
"And. That's adding to the fact you've trained as much as you have been for almost eleven months. You have an entire month left before the All Valley, and that would mark the entire year you began your training with Cobra Kai. You're at least guaranteed a spot in the semi finals by this rate kid is what I'm saying."
I nodded. "Yeah well. I think my competition is still pretty decent."
"And who is your competition?"
"Phineas Morrison, last year's champion from All Star Karate. And Xander Stone, I started checking online he really stepped up his game from last year and I think beat Cutting Edge Karate's top fighter in a friendly spar. And."
"Who else?"
I explained. "Robby Keene. He's trained with his dad, Johnny Lawrence, this whole time remember?"
"Right. You did mention it before. That um, Eagle dojo."
"Yeah."
"I expect he'll give you a really good match. Similar ages, level of experience. A fight between you two would come down mostly to skill and level of physical conditioning. I think you'd win."
"But you've never met him."
And Robby was always a great fighter, even in his first months of training fighting against Trey and Cruz to defend car parts for the LaRussos.
"Still. I think you're going to beat him. You've done well tonight Schwarber. Go home, I'll see you tomorrow."
I bowed. "Yes Sensei."
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I hopped off my bicycle approaching the LaRusso's house. "What's the occasion?"
"You dressed appropriately. Good." Daniel said as Amanda fixed his tie.
"Yeah it's my best suit and tie. But what's happening?"
"A cousin of mine is getting married. I thought, since you've been training so hard for. Months and months on end. You deserved a reward. You're coming with us."
"It's not Louie is it?"
Amanda laughed at this as Daniel smiled. "No. It's not Louie. It's someone you haven't met yet. Vanessa."
I was surprised. "Yeah, you guys mentioned her a few times. Isn't she only in her twenties?"
"She's." Amanda sighed. "Only twenty four. But. Her job and life are stable and she's known the guy for ages so. No place for us to judge."
"Where are we driving?" I asked.
"Mission Viejo." answered Daniel.
I already knew the entire Los Angeles area very well after getting to know it so well this past year.
"An hour long drive." I said quietly. "In the same car with Sam."
Amanda and Daniel smiled at each other. "We know how you two get along. Which is why Sam has brung a guest."
"Really. Who?"
I expected Aisha or Demetri but.
"Daaang!" I laughed in pride and gripped hands and bumped shoulders with Eli. "You look sharp as a sword!"
"Thanks man you too," he said quietly. "Are we gonna get going?"
Daniel nodded. "Soon as Anthony finally gets done getting dressed." he muttered before leaving through the garage.
I laid my bicycle down in their garage and looked at two people I knew would at one point be Miyagi-Dos, again in Sam's case. "So. You two are going to this wedding together."
Sam nodded wearing a simple yellow dress. "Yup."
"Good. Awesome. I, I mean a bit of a surprise. But an awesome one for sure."
I wasn't jealous at all, I just wasn't expecting this.
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After a very cheerful car ride where I talked with Anthony the whole time, Eli with Sam, and Amanda with Daniel, we reached Vanessa LaRusso's wedding celebration.
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I walked in. "Huh. Nice music."
The band was playing a spiritful and bright tune as we walked into the wedding.
Still in her wedding dress Vanessa walked over and kissed Daniel on the cheek. "Daaanny! You came!"
"Who would miss their favorite cousin's most special day?"
This was a pretty big wedding taking place in a very large social hall.
The dinner was rather short and followed by loads of dancing.
I sat down at a rather secluded part of the celebration and checked something on my phone before Eli sat down next to me.
"Feeling out of place too?"
"Sort of." I said. "I needed to explain something to you."
"Sure, what is it?" asked Eli.
The bouncy music kept playing and the wedding continued to dance nearby as I spoke. "You do know that Sam's dad was famous for karate right?"
"Yeah."
"Well, my mom was part of that. She was the reason why he even needed karate at all. About thirty three years ago, in nineteen eighty four my mother went to our school."
Eli laughed. "Awesome! I knew you already had family here in LA, but still."
I smiled lightly. "I wouldn't call it so awesome yet. My mother used to date a local karate champ named Johnny Lawrence for two years. They broke up right around the time Sam's dad moved here from New Jersey and got to know my mom."
"So?"
"So Lawrence got jealous, they started to scrap. Beat the crap outta Mr. LaRusso a few times. And that's how he ended up winning that tournament."
Eli nodded a bit. "So that karate. Is your karate?"
I nodded back.
"Why tell me this?"
"Because that's my family Eli. That's not me. I don't want you thinking I like starting petty rivalries or nonsense like that. Sam's family, or, Mr. LaRusso in particular was incredibly involved with a man named Mr. Miyagi. A karate teacher, known as a Sensei."
"Was he a good teacher?"
I remembered everything he did in the original trilogy of films.
"The best apparently." I said before looking at Eli. "Sam thinks I might be doing things I shouldn't with this karate. Hurting people. But the truth is man, that I only wanted to help you. To protect you from them, from Sam's friends."
Eli nodded and he left the table.
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Eli Moskowitz danced slowly with Samantha LaRusso on the dance floor of the wedding celebration.
"Lucas told me you've been judging him lately."
Sam shrugged. "And?"
"Does he deserve that?" asked Eli.
"You came here as my guest Eli. We have something nice going right?"
"I don't know," Eli said simply. "If it wasn't for Lucas I would still be bullied. By your friends no less."
Sam shifted, looking down at her shoes for a moment. "So it's true then."
"Look I. I like you. You're smart and really pretty, and I've liked you for a while. But what you did just wasn't cool. Vouching for them for so long."
"Put yourself in my shoes for a moment," said Sam. "Luke's trained with my dad since May of last year. That's a really long time Eli."
"So?"
"So reasonably it'd be pretty hard for someone without any training to hold their own against him in a fight. The next thing I know, friends I've had for just as long he's been training are beaten up by him."
"It was four against one Sam. I don't think that was a fair fight the other way around of what you're saying."
"My point is," Sam said. "That I only heard of Yas and Kyler doing all that through rumor. Not from first hand experiences. So, I'm sorry."
Sam held herself close to Eli and they danced together in each other's embrace.
Lucas watched on from afar and Eli smiled as Lucas raised a glass for him.
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Daniel sat down next to me. "Everything got along rather well now didn't it?"
"Yeah." I said.
"Your second semester of high school is wrapping up. How'd it go?"
"Better than I thought. Besides that fight with Kyler last year, not much else really happened."
Daniel spoke. "I wanted to thank you."
"For what?"
"For training so well in Miyagi-Do for so long. At first I would've guessed you might've quit after the first month. What with all the chores and just kata. But you stuck through it."
I smiled. "To be fair. You taught me much more than that. You taught me some counters, the reverse punch." I tapped the knuckles on my right hand. "The power of my whole body, whole body always. Here."
"Mr. Miyagi's lessons are making you a more mature. Calm. And rational person. Technically you've trained much more than I have before my first tournament. And learned more."
"I wouldn't say I'm a better Miyagi-Do than you were Mr. LaRusso please."
"No that's for me to say," said Daniel. "And I'm saying exactly that."
"And why? What have I done that's so right?"
Daniel pointed to his own daughter dancing with Eli. "That."
"What's that exactly?"
"Sam was wronging Eli in a way with her friends were doing. You helped them reconcile by making sure those bullies weren't going to bother anyone at your school. You've done well with that. Even if it took violence to get there. The results speak for themselves."
"Thank you Mr. LaRusso. But I wouldn't say I'm a better Miyagi-Do than you were. I would actually never say that."
"And why's that?"
"Because you trained with Mr. Miyagi himself. Made him proud, followed his teachings personally. I'm just. Not like that."
Daniel sighed, leaning back in his chair. "I often considered myself the same. Not like Miyagi-Do at all. I had a temper, and was impatient and in a way, I created my own problems back then. You are not like that at all. I mean, your nature. You're not angry or spiteful, you don't go seeking trouble. You fix it and help it for others like how you did with Eli."
Every time he praised me I remembered that I trained daily just as much as I did with him with one of his worst enemies.
"Thank you Mr. LaRusso."
Daniel smiled and nodded, patting my shoulder before he left.
I realized that Robby was put in a very similar situation to me in the first season of the show. At first, he joined as part of a revenge plan on his father, Johnny Lawrence, but actually started to enjoy Miyagi-Do.
I wanted to tell him the truth, but I just couldn't. Because it was far worse than keeping Johnny Lawrence being Robby's father as a secret.
The same thing happened to me with Cobra Kai under Kreese as well. Except I wasn't trying to get revenge on anyone, I was just using both him and Daniel.
And it still really made me guilty about all of it.
A few older women muttered in Italian and practically pushed me on the dance floor from my seat to get me to dance with their daughters and soon I did.
I had a fun time despite some of them not being the most pleasant people to be around. It was a great night. One of the last few I think I'd have before either Kreese or Daniel would get mad at me greatly for my decision.
Before that though, I really wanted to get in the best training with both Kreese and Daniel. Before the tournament.
Before I decided which one of them I'd follow for the next three years.
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OST: Training Hard - Bill Conti
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Lucas was balancing on one of the wooden stumps by the ocean.
Instead of doing the crane kick, he was balancing on a single hand in a one handed hand stand, lowering his body forward and pretending to kick an invisible person in front of him with both feet.
Daniel saw this from afar near his car and smiled. Surprised.
They did kata together on the beach as seagulls fluttered around.
Daniel's hands swirled around and so did Lucas', they turned and faced the ocean in horse stance.
They continued to practice kata. Then they did hook kicks and blocks in unison in the sand.
Daniel was wearing a catcher's mask and armor. "Make a kiai. Force it through."
"Hiya!" Lucas' fist hit Daniel in the target he had painted on his chest.
"Once more. Hut!"
"Hiya!"
With Kreese, Lucas spun around throwing spinning back fists and then hook kicks right onto mitts he held.
He made him dodge attacks and do plenty of knuckle pushups now with very heavy full wooden boxes on his back.
Kreese yelled at him and walked around him like he was training his original Cobra Kais from his old Lankershim dojo in the eighties as Lucas broke wooden crates apart with his feet, the side of his hands in chops and knife hands, and fists.
Lucas dodged a round kick from Kreese and proceeded to miss a back kick on his chest before scoring a hit on the mitt Kreese raised just in time with a perfectly timed reverse punch.
"Jab out! Jab out! Jab out, come on." said Kreese as Lucas was throwing constant, fast, and strong hook, straight, and uppercut punches on mitts wearing boxing gloves.
On a boat by the water where he trained with Daniel, as the setting sun shimmered as it was reflected, Lucas practiced his kata. His hands swiveled around in a circle, he did punches, low blocks, and high blocks.
A side block transitioning into two punches, a low block transitioning into another two direct punches to the chest.
Constantly flowing blocks and punches in different directions, all in a circle as he balanced on the boat.
He had trained exactly like Daniel LaRusso did under Mr. Miyagi and Johnny Lawrence did under John Kreese for an entire year.
As the sun had set and Lucas walked back with a towel over his shoulders.
He was as ready as ever to take on the 49th All Valley Under 18 Karate tournament.
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At school the next day I practiced my Queen Mab speech for English class with Demetri in the hallway.
Everyone, Robby, Aisha, and Eli thought it was funny how in character I got as Demetri read Romeo's lines.
"That dreamers often lie!" I said with glee.
Demetri sighed. "In bed asleep while they do dream things true."
"Oh. Then. I see Queen Mab hath been with you."
"Queen Mab, what's she?" asked Robby.
"She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes. In shape no bigger than an agate stone. On the forefinger of an alderman. Drawn with a team of little atomi. Over men's noses as they lie asleep."
Aisha and Eli laughed as I ran up a nearby wall for a second and then squatted with both feet widely apart as I continued my lines. "Her wagon spokes made of long spinners' legs. The cover of the wings of grasshoppers! Her traces of the smallest spider's web. Her collars of the moonshine's watery beams! Her whip-"
I stopped, everyone stopped laughing.
"What?" I asked.
Charlotte was standing between Robby and I. "Luke. Can we talk?"
"Sure. Sure, sure. Um, we'll practice later in the cafeteria guys." I said.
I picked up my backpack from the ground as Robby looked at Charlotte and I and then laughed with Eli as he muttered to him.
"You make a really great Mercutio," said Charlotte brightly with a smile. "Really great!"
"Uh thank you. So what's up?"
"I was wondering what you were doing this Friday night."
"Just the usual. Why?"
Charlotte shrugged, crossing her arms over a notebook she was carrying. "I don't know. Maybe we could do something."
"You asking me out Everston?"
"Maybe I am. Schwarber."
I laughed quietly as she smiled with a small hint of embarrassment. "Okay. Okay um. How about we go to Golf 'N Stuff?"
"Where's that?"
"Over between the highway and the old waterpark near Fifth and Johnston. It'll be fun."
"See ya then. Five thirty?"
"Yeah. Yeah that sounds great."
I had had a crush on her since we met really. I was happy. I was excited.
Which was why I didn't say a word about it to anyone.
…
OST: Feel the Night - Baxter Robinson
…
I had no idea what the hell to wear to my first ever date with anyone ever, so I just went with some nice jeans and a decent open button up shirt and my Lannister Lion and Stark Direwolf Game of Thrones shirt underneath.
Charlotte had an old photo camera, a simple digital silver rectangular camera, slung around her shoulders waiting for me outside the front entrance to Golf 'N Stuff. She was wearing a simple red jacket, didn't know why I found her outfit so nice.
It was just a simple long white skirt and a matching white bandanna holding her clean blonde hair back.
This was the cutest girl I knew.
She stopped checking the shots of the old camera she had and nodded to me when I walked up to her. "Hey." she said lightly.
"Hi Char."
"Shall we get going?" she asked.
To the same place where Chris would one day possibly work and my mom went out with my karate teacher?
"Yeah." I said with a tiny smile.
It ended up being the most fun I had had since I moved to the Valley last summer.
Charlotte and I tried racing go karts, which I completely beat her at because I had raced go karts in my previous life.
She still enjoyed it and took a picture on her old camera of the race results.
"You didn't even do that well." Char muttered.
"Now hold on. Hey!-"
Before I could react she held me by the wrist and we walked inside Golf 'N Stuff itself.
Playing Skeeball Charlotte was again losing to me. I wasn't trying to beat her at every game we played I was just having fun just trying it, but it was Charlotte who was having fun being competitive.
I was winning a whole lot and then Charlotte sighed. "I thought you'd go easy on me."
"Well. I mean, watch. No peeking."
I covered my eyes with my hand and then threw the ball randomly up the Skeeball machine.
Char then laughed at the top of her lungs.
I uncovered my eyes and I had sunk the Skeeball into the highest point hole.
"I swear I was-"
"No. You're fine." she smiled. "I wasn't expecting to win this anyway."
"Look. Why don't we try another game?"
Basketball, even old arcade machines like Galaga. I was trying to let her win and I still won.
Finally, after several tries, we found something she was better than me at. Stick hockey, she annihilated me.
She put more tokens into the machine. "Let's go again."
"Wait-"
"No, no no no. Just one more." she insisted.
"You said that twenty minutes ago!"
Charlotte proceeded to absolutely embarrass me soundly nineteen to zero.
"Everston scoooores!" she hollered loudly.
I muttered dryly. "Yeah you got me." I said. "Can we try another game now?"
I did end up doing pretty well at mini golf but so did Char. She beat me by only one par.
"What's that. Four to two for you?"
"This isn't a competition Charlotte come on."
"Says who?" she shrugged and said slyly before turning around to grab a few more golf balls.
She went over to try another round of mini golf and looking at her I realized something. This was the best date I think I'd ever been on, even if it was the only one.
I was really enjoying myself with a girl I considered to be really funny and quirky. And awesome.
This was all awesome.
We went back into the Golf 'N Stuff arcade area and soon found ourselves in the photo booth. The same one where both my mother and Miyagi-Do Sensei Daniel LaRusso could've sat in over thirty years ago.
On the first few we made some goofy poses, some serious.
And then on the third to last one I decided to just go for it. I pecked her quickly on the cheek.
Charlotte looked at me strangely and I thought I had really messed up. On the next picture she covered my face as a joke, I was still confused and it was probably caught on the picture how completely and utterly bewildered I was.
And on the last one Char kissed me strongly on the lips.
I was even more astounded. "Whoa whoa whoa what the-"
Charlotte grabbed the pictures the booth printed out for us and practically ran out of it.
I protested. "Hold on."
"Oh my god. That second to last picture."
"Charlotte come on please-"
"You bet I'm keeping this."
"But-"
Charlotte already tucked it into her pocket. "If you want it you're going to have to beat me for once at mini golf."
"But that's not fair! What is with you tonight?"
Outside I was surprised again as she interlocked fingers with mine. This was something I never expected really.
…
We bought a few slushies and used a straw and a plastic spoon they gave us to sit down and drink them.
"Don't you feel this is moving a little fast is all?" I asked her.
Charlotte shrugged, tapping her spoon on the edge of the slushie cup. "Why? It's moving as fast as I think I want it to. And that means it's moving as fast as it should."
I laughed quietly.
That was very Cobra Kai. She saw an opportunity, even if it wasn't there. And she made it happen.
Just like in a fight, she made her opening. I just didn't want to admit I liked her because I honestly didn't know anything about her from what I had seen.
"No but I mean. We've known each other for months. And I never got any vibes that you liked me."
"Well I got vibes you liked me. I didn't mind on the contrary really. And I said. You know, why not take a chance?"
We listened to and watched people splash around in the water by the nearby water slide.
"I wasn't expecting that at all. But I think that's really cool." I said quietly.
This girl was very very sweet and funny and incredibly beautiful. What did she see in me?
"We just kissed on our first date."
Charlotte scoffed. "We didn't." she said.
"You have photographic proof that says otherwise."
"I thought you wanted to get rid of those pictures."
"At first, because. You've been messing with me since I got here. And I still can't figure out why?"
"Better drop the kiss buddy otherwise it might not happen again."
I nodded. "Oh. Really?"
Charlotte shrugged. "Tonight was amazing but that may or may not have happened."
"Okay. Okay sure."
Charlotte looked at me. "You had fun right?"
"More than I had since I got here," I admitted. "But there's been something on my mind. It's. Stupid."
"Just tell me."
"My mom dated these two guys back in high school. They had rival karate dojos. Blah blah blah. It doesn't matter it's ancient history. They still hate each other. Or at least. They can't even talk to each other decades later."
"Who are these two guys?"
"Robby's dad and Sam's dad. But they're not the only ones. The karate teacher, or Sensei, of Sam's dad passed. Robby's dad thinks his Sensei passed too. He didn't."
Charlotte blinked, staying quiet.
"He trains me every day for this tournament in about two weeks. He trains me, in an indoor swimming pool, at kickboxing tournaments and even a few tiny karate dojos for sparring every day. As well as, an abandoned supermarket loading dock." It sounded even weirder when I said it out loud. "His name is John Kreese. And everyone thinks he's a monster because he choked out Robby's dad back in the eighties for losing a karate tournament."
Charlotte muttered. "And is he a monster?"
"He's not exactly kind. At all really. But he's honest, and real. More real than several people I've met in my life. But he's just been scarred, and it's not his fault."
I chuckled. "He's been more of a father to me than my real one back home in Denver ever was."
Charlotte stayed quiet and looked completely blank.
"I'm sorry. This is, really personal for a first date and."
"No. I never met either of my parents. I was adopted when I was pretty young. I get what you're going through."
I finished my slushie. "Well. There's more. Sam's dad teaches me his karate taught too, he's taught me it just as long as Sensei Kreese has. These two guys don't realize. That both their ways, are the right way. But because they can't let go of the past. I can only choose one of them."
"Choose neither," said Charlotte.
"What?"
"Choose neither," Charlotte repeated. "I'm sure they've been good to you. But if they can't let go of something that happened thirty years ago. That's on them Lucas. Not you."
"Some of this was very violent and messed up."
"Well did anybody die?"
"No."
Char sighed. "Do you think this Kreese guy would try to hurt anybody again? Like really badly?"
"Probably not honestly. He's very high strung and intense. But I think I've helped him."
"Go with what you think is best. I might not know anything about karate," said Charlotte. "But I know you. You're a really cool guy, whatever you think is best. Is best."
A familiar senior citizen began walking towards the bench where we sat.
"Who's that?"
"The guy I just mentioned. Sensei Kreese." I stood up off the bench. "Sensei. I wasn't expecting to see you."
"Evidently not. You missed class today. For the first time since we met." Kreese said.
I sighed. Wow. I can't believe I forgot.
Charlotte threw away her empty slushie cup and walked towards him. "Sir, it's my fault. I asked Lucas to be here."
I just realized I had introduced Charlotte to the man who would be her Cobra Kai Sensei during the fourth season of the show.
"I trained you to be responsible." Kreese said to me. "You should've told me."
"I just wanted tonight to be the one night I got away from literally everything we've been training for."
"You know the importance of Master Kim Sun-Yung's legacy. Of Cobra Kai. Of everything."
I nodded shamefully. "I do Sensei. But I'm sorry I just needed to get away from everything. Just for one night."
Kreese couldn't say anything.
"How'd you even find me here?"
"The VA's office is nearby I was stopping for a late visit. I planned on maybe stopping by your home before I didn't see you again until next week, I needed to talk to you."
"But my grandparents could recognize you, they-"
"This is about you Lucas," Kreese said. "Not them. I don't care about LaRusso at this point. You have no reason to miss class with the tournament so near."
"I'm sorry Sensei."
He walked off shaking his head without a word and Charlotte checked her phone. "My mom," she said slowly. "Is picking me up. Right now."
"Thanks Charlotte. I'll see you at school next week."
She smiled and hugged me a bit, pecking me on the cheek.
"Bye."
"Bye." I repeated.
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At the nearby mini golf course on one of their first dates, Eli watched as Sam had snapped a picture on her phone of Kreese talking to Lucas.
"Who's that?" wondered Eli.
"I have no idea." Sam said. "But I heard Lucas call him Sensei. Whatever that is, that's not good."
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I needed to come clean that night. I had had enough of the sneaking around and lying.
I owed to Daniel. To Mr. Miyagi's memory.
I had regular kata practice with Daniel at seven thirty, I rode my bicycle towards his house to fess up.
I opened the wooden door right next to Daniel's home dojo. It was supposed to be locked but he always left it unlocked.
I entered the home dojo and saw Daniel staring at Mr. Miyagi's picture with his back turned to the dojo door.
"Mr. LaRusso. God, what a crazy day. I was asked out on a date earlier this week. It actually went pretty well until. I have to. I have tell you something."
Daniel stayed quiet for a moment.
Before he spoke over his shoulder.
"I think it's a little late for that."
I froze.
He knew.
"I-I-I I meant for you to find out soon."
"How soon?" Daniel turned around and looked completely calm. "Hm? How soon before you told me you sided with the man dedicated more than anyone to the shaming and destruction of my best friend and mentor?"
"He's not that bad anymore. In the same way your karate works, his does too. He's not, that, bad."
"You don't. Know him. And frankly, I don't know you either." said Daniel. "Lying to me."
He started to look very upset.
"Lying to me!" he repeated. "To my family. It would've been one thing if you had been with Johnny this whole time. I was suspecting that for a while. And I would've been mad, but not as mad as this!"
"Mr. LaRusso I swear-"
"Swear what? That Sam was right about you this entire time? I listened to you, instead of my own daughter. I can't believe this. I can't believe you could ever do something this strange. And still. Why?"
"I'll tell you why." I heard Kreese say.
We both turned around and Kreese stepped into the home dojo.
He had walked in through the very close by open side door to the LaRusso's backyard.
John Kreese and Daniel LaRusso looked right at each other, completely ignoring me.
"How many years has it been?" Kreese said quietly.
"Far too few." Daniel admitted. "Do you?" Daniel squinted at me and then Kreese. "Do you know anything about this? What am I saying, of course you do."
"It doesn't matter if I do or don't, you're still going to blame me instead of the kid."
"Then the hell is going on!?" asked Daniel.
Kreese spoke quietly. "I asked myself the same question for some time. Why in the world would a fourteen year old kid appear out of the blue asking to learn karate? Maybe he had selfish reasons. But. Maybe, he didn't care all along. What my karate meant to me. By that point I assumed he had no limits. Just the same lack of limits he could have with anyone else's."
"It's not like that." I said. "It's not like that at all."
"Quiet. The adults are talking." Kreese muttered, looking over slowly to Daniel. "You really want to know what's going on?"
"Why would I ever trust you? And you're standing on my property right now I can call the police."
"This will only take a second. And, you don't have to trust me. To know a pretty blatant truth. We both got played. We got played." Kreese gave a very painful smile for a second as he walked forward. "By a barely fifteen year old highschool freshman."
"Played for what?"
"For what Johnny should've had. It took me a while but it hit me the moment I talked to him tonight. Schwarber wants the All Valley golden trophy. More specifically. He wants three."
"How could you possibly know that?" I asked, blown away that he figured out my plan.
Kreese sighed. "No one's ever cross trained in karate styles, because as I'm sure you've figured out, karate Senseis are rather traditional and always have some sort of rivalry and are very peculiar about how they teach their styles of karate. Especially not ones that have as many championship titles under their belts as Miyagi-Do and Cobra Kai. You do that. And you can more than make history. You can become a living legend, except with the added benefit of never needing either LaRusso or myself after your second title or so."
Kreese was a lot more intelligent than I gave him credit for.
Kreese chuckled quietly as both Daniel and I stayed quiet. "I'll admit it. It's bold. Incredibly ambitious for someone as young as you. But if you can't respect me enough to look me in the eye and tell me you never appreciated what I taught you. There's no point in talking about it."
"It's not like that at all a few months in, I respected you both more than anyone else in my whole life. Both of you." I pointed to Kreese. "He is not a monster." and I looked towards Daniel. "And you are not a weakling. You both don't understand this because you don't care how much the past thirty years have changed both of you! For the better!"
Daniel put his hands on his hips. "Which is why you decided to show us this. By betraying us? Lying to us for about a year. And then planning to have used us for maybe three years?"
"It wasn't supposed to be like this I promise."
"The thing is. How else was this supposed to happen?" asked Kreese. "Let's suppose by some miracle you prove LaRusso and I have fought over nothing and are holding onto nothing this entire time. What then? What was your plan after one of us realized what you did? At some point one of us would see you were part of the other's karate. More importantly, that you were its only student for an entire year."
I sighed. "I understand."
"Good luck at the tournament. You'll need it." Kreese said quietly before he left the dojo.
Daniel took a deep breath about a minute after he left. He was mostly speechless.
"Maybe he lied to you about what he was. But I never lied to you about what Mr. Miyagi was. Even if Kreese had changed, and even if you were trying to help him. You couldn't repay me with the same honesty."
I couldn't say anything.
"This. Was what you were guilty about all this time huh?" Daniel said with calm fury. "The All Valley board will know I trained you should I try to ban you from entering the tournament. You're smart enough to stop me I know you are. I'm furious Lucas. But not at you. I'm just disappointed you could never be honest with me from the start."
"I could've told you I wanted Miyagi-Do Karate to help me become a champion. But not to the extent of success I needed to have."
"And for that you had to lie to me? For no reason but ambition and a hunger for glory. It's hard to believe you're Ali's son of all people."
"Mr. LaRusso-"
"Get out." Daniel said quietly. "Get out. And never come near me, or my family ever again. At least if you had sided with only him." he pointed toward the door Kreese had walked out of. "You could've at least had the honesty of telling me you never pretended you cared about Mr. Miyagi, or what he taught."
I nodded.
I picked up my bicycle, and went home.
…
I sat in Johnny's apartment the next day and had told him everything. Everything, from top to bottom and left to right.
He was shocked.
"Hold on, Kreese. Is alive?"
"Yeah."
Johnny was silent for a bit. "I don't, I don't know what to say."
"He's changed Johnny. He wanted to help me. He wants! To help me. Until I stabbed him in the back."
"In my experience kid, people like that can't change," Johnny sighed deeply and loudly. "Sure. But I would never have dropped you on the spot like that. You're barely fifteen. You're a good person Lucas."
"Then why did I do that?"
"Because you make really dumb mistakes when you're young. Just like I did."
"You never hatched a conspiracy to lie to two people for an entire year to make martial arts history. How could I have done that to them?"
Johnny put a hand on my shoulder. "You still have a chance to make things right though. You gotta remember that, always."
It was then where I realized Johnny Lawrence's mentality was the same I remembered something he might've said.
"We all get shit wrong sometimes. But if you own up to your mistakes, you always have a shot of making things right."
I stopped myself from saying Eagle-Fang Karate. "I'm not joining Steel Eagle."
"I'm not saying you have to. I'll be right back."
He walked out from his bedroom holding an old black headband.
"Your mom gave me this when I was about your age. It's only right you wear it when you compete against Robby and everyone else at the All Valley the weekend after the next. You made a really, really cruel, and selfish mistake. But what they don't realize is you actually respected what they did for you pretty soon didn't you?"
I nodded. "Yeah."
"Then it's on them then." Johnny said.
He was right. I had changed from the person I was when I first stepped off that plane from Denver.
I wrapped the new headband around my head. "Thank you Johnny."
"Hey. There was no such thing as a bad student, ever. You just had teachers you happened to lie to. Your fourteen, you didn't know the kind of people they were before you trained with them. Even if you're still fighting unaffiliated with any dojo in the Valley. I'll be rooting for you. Until, you might face Robby."
I smiled. "Thanks."
I shook his hand and prepared mentally for the competition.
For the 49th All Valley Karate Championships.
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A/N: The next chapter will actually be the very last of this book of whole fanfiction, edit: there are more incoming already finished, I have other chapters already written as a continuation. If you've liked my work and follow it or review it, there are some great Cobra Kai fics I have to recommend. I've checked some profiles and highly recommend you all branch out beyond just Defeat Does Not Exist into other fics. For example, Dontatme420's fanfics:
https://www.fanfiction.net/u/13829890/Dontatme420
The MC in this story has seen the trailer for Season 5, that's why he knew that line from Johnny.
Thank you all for reading and I'll see you all soon in the next and final chapter of Book 1 of this series of my Cobra Kai fanfiction.