"HEY GET BACK HERE YOU LITTLE SHIT"
The store owner screamed at the young skinny boy who had just stolen 2 loaves of bread from his shop. The shop owner gave chase and fired 2 shots at him with his gun but both missed easily. Once the boy was safely away he turned his run into a walk making sure to keep away from the area as the cops would be here soon.
The boy drops down through a manhole and goes into his gangs little hideout. The boy had joined this gang a few weeks ago. It was a legit criminal gang but he was to new for any of the big stuff so was dealing with petty shoplifting still.
The boy walks in and greets some of the other young lads there.
"Hey where's the boss?" he asks in a cold voice, he'd learnt the best way to get respect there is to treat everyone else unimportant with none.
"Round the back grease boy" the other guy answered casually smoking a cigarette.
The boy tensed up he hated being called that but knew he was too new to get away with starting a fight here. So he just nodded and walked to where the leader was. The leader was in a makeshift gym pounding on a punch bag. The leader was a tall well-built man in his early 30s. He had been an amateur boxer in his youth and knew plenty of ways to hurt people. The young boy was inspired by him, he looked so cool in his sleeveless shirts and the snake tattoos on his arms.
When the boy entered he looks round and grins.
"Ah Johnny boy" he uses the boys real name something most round there didn't. "you get the food I asked for?"
"Yes sir" The boy named Johnny handed over the bread.
"Good man that shops not easy to bust from, the storeowners a tough bastard. I'm impressed keep this up and I'll put you onto bigger work."
"Thank you sir" Johnny nodded his appreciation but didn't smile. Not because he wasn't happy but because he just very rarely smiled. The boss considered him.
"you're a good thief, you're crafty and you can manipulate people very well Johnny that's what interested me in you and made me recruit you into our little gang. I knew The Cobras could do with a guy like you. But while you may be as cunning as a Cobra, I still haven't seen the Cobra venom in you. I need to know can you fight?"
Johnny bit his lip nervously, he wasn't the biggest guy in the world he'd been in his share of scraps with other kids and he was tough and could take a good beating (which he mainly did from his father) but he was no expert and truly he wasn't a ruthless person at all.
"I can handle myself well enough sir" he answered coyly.
The boss considers this and nods.
"Okay Johnny boy show me. I need to finish my workout I may as well finish it on you." He smirks at the young boy.
Johnny froze unsure how to respond. Was he being set up was this a test of loyalty of whether he'd truly fight his boss.
"n..No sir I don't want to fight you"
The boss laughs.
"No? then you are not a true cobra then boy you'll always be an errand boy. Nothing but little John Grease." He says in a mocking tone.
The tone finally pushes Johnny to the edge, now he didn't care that this guy was about 200 pounds heavier than him or 2 foot taller. He felt pure rage and ran at him swinging punches.
The boss effortlessly blocked each of them then counters with a vicious uppercut into johnnies stomach making him crumble to the floor. The boss laughs and steps back but Johnny was already back to his feet and charged him again. The boss was surprised but quickly throws him over his shoulder. But yet again Johnny jumps to his feet and swings again this time he connects with 2 punches which makes the boss stumble a little.
Now the boss was no longer playing, he blocks Johnnies punch then smashed him with 2 head butts then grabs him and puts 5 knees into his stomach and ends it with a left hook right to his temple. Johnny crashes into the opposite wall and goes down. The boss smirks but that smirk quickly vanishes when Johnny slowly stumbles up to his feet and spits out some blood on the floor. The boss laughs.
"You really want to keep going kid?"
Johnny just snarls at him.
"You'll have to kill me to stop me" he says with pure venom and rage in his voice.
The boss smirks then kicks him hard in the stomach and hits with 5 punches to the head with no pulling of his power. Johnnies face was now a mess and he went down like a sack of bricks. But yet again pushes himself to his feet. He was completely out on his feet but he pushes himself to continue.
The boss bursts into laughter.
"You have a lot of balls kid. I like that, I like that. But you said you're willing to die well The Cobras never die. Repeat it." He snarls
Johnny could barely focus his eyes but stumbles out the words.
"C..Cobras never die sir"
The boss smiles.
"Good boy now that's what I wanted to see. Yeah you got your ass kicked but I saw the venom in your eyes you need work on your technique sure but that'll come you showed you're scared and tell me Johnny boy whats the first law of this gang?"
Johnny straightened up almost in military posture as he recited the words.
"Fear does not exist in this gang"
"Good man" The boss nods.
"I saw potential in you from the start boy but now I see you could be one of our best soldiers. You have the heart of a true Cobra."
Johnny smiled a genuine smile for once even though his face hurt so bad to move it.
"Thank you sir."
The boss grinned.
"I see a bright future for you. You're a natural Cobra and I believe you have Cobra blood and one day you'll be the most famous and most feared Cobra and I'm going to help you get there. No one will make fun of your name again everyone will do exactly as you say. One day you'll be a legendary Cobra John Kreese.
To be continued.
A/N: Hi guys hope you enjoyed the first chapter. Basically this is John Kreeses origin story. I wanted it to be a cliffhanger so no one knows who he is until the end of chapter one but I put in a few references to see if people could guess. Obviously now kreese doesn't know karate, cobra kai doesn't exist and hes not been in the army yet. But I will put this in future chapters. Please review I'd love some opinions.