𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙎𝙞𝙭𝙩𝙮-𝙎𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣

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"What, is this what you're doing now? I thought your stupid Sensei's taught you to fight fa-" Robby began, stopping as this time she actually pushed down on the weight to shut him up.

"We are taught to fight fair." she said back, her hair pulled back to avoid it hanging in her face as she leaned over him, hands gripping the bar. "But my Sensei's aren't here, are they?"

Robby simply looked at her in disbelief, because this was one side he never thought he'd see. Granted, he'd never done what he did to Eli either. Alaska nodded when he didn't say anything. "Good, i'm glad the back talk is over with. Now, all you have to do is tell me exactly what happened, and i'll back off. How's that sound?"

"Why do you want to know? What the hell are you gonna do?" Robby asked, because he then realized that she'd probably seen her dad do plenty of things to the drug dealers that robbed him of his money. Even he saw Zane threaten to chop off a guys fingers for taking off with the morphine bottles he was suppose to deliver.

"That's for me to worry about." Alaska answered honestly, she pulled the bar up to give him space. "Start talking Robby, I can stay here all night."

He stared up at her dark eyes. "I cut it."

Alaska hummed.

"He fought against us, there was just four. Kyler got behind him and wrapped some type of cloth around his neck-" Robby went to go on but was cut off.

"He just wrapped it around his neck?" she asked, clearly wanting the details.

"No." Robby said back, watching her eyebrow raise in questioning. "He used it to yank him back onto the seat, he was standing first."

For the first time sense she showed up, he saw a flash of pain flash her eyes. Alaska clearly caught herself, despite what a horrible image that was now haunting her brain, pulling her blank face back. "Tory held him down? On her own?"

"No, Wren did too. He's new to Cobra Kai, you don't know him." Robby said back to her.

"I'm sure I will real soon." she gave a smile down at the Keene boy. "Then what happened."

"Then I cut his hair off." he finished the story, seeing the satisfied look in her eye. "You're doing all this because of a stupid haircut?"

"Has nothing to do with a haircut." she stopped him with a harsh glare. "It has to do with there being four of you and only one of him. It has to do with the fact that all of you attacked him, held him down, wrapped something around his neck, and took away something that every single one of you knew meant a lot to him. All because, what? Because you got hit with some sprinklers? Because he left Cobra Kai and didn't turn out like the rest of you psychos?"

She leaned in really close to his face, he cold feel her breath, and he was surprised he was only met with cinnamon and not alcohol. A smile spread across her face as she stared at him. "Or was it because he gets to do all the things you never got to with me?"

"Get off of me!" he demanded her, her attitude not her, and her actions alone definitely not her at all.

"Anything for you." she backed off, lifting the weight to put it back on the bar. Robby sat up immediately, glaring at her. Alaska nodded, turning on her heels. She paused after taking a few steps away from him. "Oh, and, Robby?"

She spun around, her foot colliding with his face as he fell off the seat. Alaska nodded her head. "That was the most fun i've had in a while. Let's do it against some time."

Robby held his jaw, her combat boot making it hurt so much worse. When he looked up, she was gone, and he heard a sudden glass shatter. Hurrying out of the back room, he saw the front door was shattered. Tires spinning made him look out of the broken door, watching her car speed off.


          

One down. Three to go. Then him.

Alaska sat outside of the diner, staring at it. She waited until the nice little couple left, knowing that the diner was closing in four minutes. Clearly, they'd shut the doors now. Pulling her keys out, she locked her car and stormed toward the diner. With a single pull, the bell rung above her head.

"We're closing in two minutes." Wrens voice spoke, his back turned to her. Alaska turned the open sigh around to read closed.

"Don't worry." her voice rung, he clearly didn't know it. "I won't be ordering anything too difficult."

When Wren heard the door lock, he turned. Maybe he didn't know her voice, but he knew her face well. Panic ran across his features, Alaska smiling his way. She rose her hand, giving a minor wave. "So glad we finally got to meet, Wren."

"I'll call the police." he threatened her.

"Pussy move." Alaska sat on the counter, swinging her legs over to stand infront of him. "What's wrong? Kreese teach you to fear the enemy? You wanna hold me down too?"

She held her wrist out his way, nodding to them. "Go ahead, show me what you did."

"You're insane." he said her way. "This is my job! You-"

But she was quick, too quick, quicker then he could even see. Her hand grasped the handle of a dirty frying pan, hitting him across the face with it. Wren fell onto the counter, too in shock to actually feel the pain. He gapped at her. Alaska nodded her head. "Are you sorry?"

"What?" he asked. He charged at her suddenly, grabbing her by the waist as they fell to the ground. Alaska head butted him, getting a moment of weakness to bring her knee in between in legs, rolling over to be ontop of him. She brought her fist down, hitting him just once in the nose.

"I said-" she took a breath, using the back of her hand to move more of the hairs off her forehead. "-are you sorry?"

Wrens nose bleed as he looked up at her. "Yes."

She hit him one more time. "Yes what?"

"Yes, i'm sorry!" he yelled, holding his nose in pain as he laid against the diner floor. "I'm sorry, i'm sorry, i'm so sorry."

"That's good." Alaska nodded her head, sitting still. "All right, pull yourself together. I didn't hit you that hard."

Wren blinked up at her, still hadn't gotten off him yet. Alaska inhaled. "You know what I just did is considering Aggrieved Assault."

Wren didn't know why she said it. Alaska looked down at him with a nod. "Which, by what i've learned in the past hour of looking through an possible information on you, is what your sister is doing time for. Such a shame she's locked up, we'd probably be good friends."

"What the hell do you want? I'm sorry!" he yelled at her in anger.

Alaska looked at her nails, picking some of the blood from under them, her shoulders shrugged. "Just making sure you know that if you tell or turn me in for what happened tonight, I will have no choice but to tell the police that you held a boy down while your friends wrapped something around his neck to choke him, while your other friend assaulted him with a knife. You see, even if I know it, and obviously, you know I know it, I'll sit right in that questioning room and tell every single officer that you're the only name I know, that I have no clue who the other three are."

Wren stared at her like she had eight heads, eyes widening as his chest heaved. Alaska gave another nod of her head. "Then what? You turn in your friends? You turn in Cobra Kai and have the rest of the dojo come after you and do so much worse then I just did? Or you take the fall for all four of you and most likely do time? You see what i'm hinting at here, Wren? If you-"

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