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PART TWO

ADRENALINE SWARMED THROUGH my blood. I was ready to end it, to finally stop this war that was constantly happening. It was childish, insanity.

Once cobra kai came knocking at the door it wasn't long before people came charging after me. Who knew they had so much energy?.

Everyone began fighting on their own, grunts and yells, we're heard from around us. And without even fighting yet i could tell this place was going to be a mess.

A guy much taller then me came charging after me. At first i thought maybe i could claim his actions to be illegal, but then i realized it wouldn't change anything.

I put my fists up, my hands ready as he charged after me. I quickly side stepped him, watching as he slid against the floor hitting the wall behind me.

"Well that was easy." I mutter. It wasn't long after those words exited my mouth i heard commotion of another person behind me. I quickly turn around, catching a glimpse of a guy a little shorter. He runs up to me kicking me in the side of my ribs.

i fall to one knee, but i don't have enough time to react to the pain. I feel him crouch down closer ready to knock me down further, but before he can i grab him by the back of his neck and throw him over my shoulder. He lands on the coffee table in-front of me with a grunt, the glass shattering from below him.

i quickly stand up, only long enough until the guy from before starts throwing punches at me. I block some, only a few lucky ones hitting me every once in a while. I kick him hard in the chest, the impact stumbling him a few feet away from me, giving me enough time to kick him. I run at him, jumping up before kicking him in shoulder sending him to the ground. He falls below me.

I'm scared i may have killed him considering his unresponsive state, but when i hear a groan come from his throat i realize i hadn't.

I quickly take steps back, realizing everyone around me had moved further down the house. Plants, glass, shards of wood are littered everywhere and it almost takes me a full minute before i realize i'm bleeding.

I touch the skin of my cheek where the guy had hit me, feeling a slight sting of pain come from my wound. I touch it watching as a small drip coats the tip of my finger.

My hoodie!.

I look down inspecting my hoodie, but as i'm looking another guy comes charging at me. I'm too worried about my hoodie to care. He looked smaller, less strong.

I look up every once in a while to see where he's going to hit me, but i still continue to search my hoodie for any red stains. I'm almost done checking the hem of my fabric when he sends a kick to my stomach.

I grunt in annoyance, getting up and punching him square in the face before he can even react. "For fuck sakes! give me a second!." I shout.

I stop inspecting my hoodie and when i look down i see i may have knocked him out too.

oh my god.

I see his chest move and let out a sigh of relief. I take a step back ripping my hoodie off from my body and throwing in onto the couch in hopes maybe it will stay better untouched over there.

A rush of cold air runs up my arms, the tank top i'm wearing underneath sending a new set of adrenaline through my body.

It wasn't long after that i heard the same agitating voice i hear every time one of these things happen.