I don't own KFP, Alpha and Omega, the 1980's Karate Kid, the antithesis style of the Cobra Kai or other characters people might recognize, only the OCs. Some are made up. Enough said. Also the characters and the areas have a Sly Cooper (mostly 2&3) graphic appearance.
The Legend of Team Tao
Chapter 1: Ian
Starring:
Johnny Yong Bosch as Ian Kazama/Narrator
Molly Keck as Young Ian and Kelly Cotton/Young Kelly
Cam Clarke as Isaku Kazama
Jason Dohring as Jonathan Cotton
Stephanie Young as Martha Cotton
Scott Menville as Justin Cotton
R. Bruce Elliot as Beng Ong Wai
Josh Grelle as Peter Ping
Nolan North as Shane Soong
Steven Blum as Tyler Leung
Kari Wahlgren as Tara Tong
Yuri Lowenthal as Cameron Wong
Derek Stephen Prince as Morton Hung
Tara Strong as Valerie Sheng
Michael Lindsay as Manny Peng
Godspeed your love to me.
- Unchained Melody, the Righteous Brothers.
"It snowed that night. The night everything changed. The night my own life changed. The night I, myself changed. Every time I think about it, the pain grows like unwanted weeds that most people would rather pull out of their garden or lawn. Unfortunately, the pain I feel is deeper than any physical, if any ever there was, than anyone could feel in their entire lives. I doubt it though. It all started twelve years ago, when I was only seven years old. I was spending Winter Break with friends of my parents, Jonathan and Martha (AN: Sound familiar to anyone?) Cotton and their daughter Kelly, who was four year old at the time, in a cabin in Reno, Nevada. I was waiting for my parents to pick me up. And it would haunt me to this very day."
Flashback
Reno, Nevada
Monday February 18th, 2002
5:45 P.M.
The scene shows a small hillside on a snowing winter night. On the small hill stood a small log cabin with a fire in the fireplace, evident by the dim light coming from a glass and smoke coming from a brick chimney. Outside of the said cabin stood four figures down the hill, two adults and two children. Both of the adults and one of the children appeared to be rough collies as the other child seemed to be a kishu inu dog. One of the adult collies was a male about 6 feet tall with pointed ears, golden brown and midnight black fur around his face and along his pointed muzzle with a little white on his lower jaw to his neck, short brown hair, hazel brown eyes, bushy tail and a slight muscular build. His clothing consisted of a black long-sleeved thermal shirt underneath a thick white long-sleeved winter coat, black gloves, black jeans and black snow boots that went above his ankles.
The other collie appeared to have the same fur coloring in the same pattern, pointed ears, bushy tail and muzzle as the other, but appeared to be more feminine as she had an hourglass figure, brighter colored eyes and darker longer hair that reached the middle of her back. Her clothing consisted of a blank white women's beanie that covered most of the top of her head, a white long-sleeved turtleneck sweater underneath a brown button-up overcoat, grey snow pants, black gloves black snow boots that reached below her knees.
The third collie was, like the last, a female but noticeably but only seemed to be only a pup no older than four with the same fur coloring, pointed ears and muzzle like both the older collies. She long brown hair like the older female collie with light brown eyes. She was wearing winter gear like the other three, which consisted of a small winter cap, a white long-sleeved winter shirt with baby blue overalls underneath a green winter parka and mini black snow boots.
The kishu inu was also a pup, but unlike the young collie girl, he was a boy about seven years old with snow white fur and short hair (AN: but not enough to camouflage himself) without a trace of black anywhere to be seen, pointed ears and muzzle, German Shepherd-like tail and piercing navy blue eyes. He as well as the other canines he was wearing winter clothes which consisted of a grey long-sleeved thermal shirt underneath a small black winter overcoat, black jeans, black gloves and black snow boots.
Al four canines stood along a drive way as if they were waiting for something. They didn't have to wait too long as a dark navy blue Honda Accord came into view as it approached the small hillside. Seeing the car approach, the young inu pup's mouth broke into a grin as he waved to both the driver and passenger, which in turn, was waved back from both occupancy of the blue Honda with smiles of their own as the three collies waved as well. In the car we see two adult kishu inus, both having the same fur and eye coloring as the young inu pup suggesting they're his parents. The kishu on passenger side was a female, most likely the pup's mother, as shown by her own curvaceous figure and longer hair that reached between her shoulders, wearing a black and white turtleneck sweater, light blue jeans, black gloves and black snow boots.
The driver, who was also a kishu, was a male with a muscular build and well toned chest with short white hair and fur with dark piercing navy blue eyes making him appear as an older version of the inu pup. He was wearing a white long-sleeved shirt under a black leather hoodie jacket with fake fur around the hood, black gloves, dark navy blue jeans, black visors and black boots making him appear as a motorcycle rider even though it was snowing and he was driving a car.
As the car drove closer to the small hillside, something went wrong. Unbeknownst to any one of the canines the brake fluid from the car was leaking, at the same time a small coat of black ice was secretly closing in on the incoming tires. Suddenly, the Honda started to twist and jerk as the driver tried in vain to maintain control of the now runaway vehicle.
The male collies then noticed the car acting strange and knew right away that something was amiss. He looked at his wife and motioned for her to keep their daughter and the inu pup safe as they all watched the approaching car twist and turn out of control. Then, to their shock and horror skidded and flew right past the four spectating canines and continued to spin on its sides until it hit the side of the hill. The young inu pup then broke out of the protective arms of both adult collies and ran toward the crashed and severely damage Honda that laid upside down leaving both passenger and driver badly hurt as they were covered with bruises and bleeding cuts. Despite hearing his name being called by all three collies, the young kishu only stop a safe distant from the crashed Honda.
"MAMA! PAPA!" He shouted with an outstretched arm. His father, with what little strength he had, looked through his cracked visor to see his son just a good distance from the Honda, then tried to reach out to him with his own arm.
"IAN!" His father shouted back before the car exploded and burst into flames as the young kishu looked in horror as he witnesses both his parents blow up. The flames from the explosion reflected from his wide eyes as everything went black.
End Flashback
"MAMA! PAPA!"
The scene changes to a dark room with its occupant waking up in cold sweat from a horrible dream. He sat up straight and looked around the dimly lit room with widened eyes and blinked slowly until he realized where he was and calmed a bit. He then slid to the side of the bed putting both feet on the floor, sat hunched over, placing both his elbows on his knees and placed his face into his palms as he took a few deep breaths. He looked over to his digital clock on a small nightstand next to his bed and sighed as the clock read 1:04 AM. He sighed again as looked down to the floor.
"That dream again." He said quietly as both of his hands clenched. "Why won't it stop?"
He then heard a knock and some one's voice. "Ian are you alright? Can I come in?"
"Yeah mom, come in." The now older Ian responded.
The door to his room opened and the person who came in and turned on the light was none other than the adult female collie now wearing a green night robe and black slippers. She looked at the now 17 year old kishu, who was wearing a beige pajama shirt with long grey sleeves and black and grey plaid pajama pants with worry in her eyes as she sat beside him on his bed. She placed a hand on his forehead to make sure he wasn't coming down with a fever, but was met with a little moisture of sweat from when he woke up.
"Are you sure you're alright? You're sweating a lot, maybe you should stay home today."
"No mom, I'm fine, really." Ian said as he sighed and looked up into her eyes. "I just had that dream again."
The apparently new mother of the inu nodded as she too felt what he was feeling. Slowly but gently she put both of her slender arms and pulled her adopted son into a comforting hug, allowing his head to lean against her shoulder. Surprised at first, but allowed his adoptive mother to lull him as he put both of his arms around her waist, returning the gentle hug. He sighed a third time as the adult female collie placed her muzzle on top of his head while trying to sooth his tense nerves, with successful results.
Looking around the room with the light on reveals that it's a vaguely large bedroom with posters of some bands and Bruce Lee covering the wall next to the large bed where both canines sat and embraced. A single window with an ample view of a sleeping suburban community with only yellow lights from street lamps is seen behind the nightstand as Martha looks out the large window. A large closet is located to the right corner of the room as a desk with a Dell PC and hard drive on top and a large dresser with a 35 inch Dynex with built-in Bluray DVD player, PS3, Xbox 360 and Nintendo Wii on top of it. Next to the dresser was a rack stacked with DVDs, most of which are martial arts films, and various video games to either of the consuls that lay atop the dresser.
"Oh Ian I know how you feel." Martha whispered as she caressed the back of his head as he began to calm more. "Me, Jonathan and Kelly where there too. It's been hard on all of us."
"It still hurts. I miss them so much it's just too painful."
"I know, I know we miss them too. Sometimes I wish that night was nothing but a bad dream. That both Jonathan and I would see Isaku and Inako at the front door and say nothing happened, but then I keep reminding myself that I should know better than to dwell on the past."
She then placed both hand on the sides of Ian's head as they both made eye contact. Her bright hazel brown eyes looked into his piercing navy blue ones that were slightly misty due to being on the verge of tears with a single tear running down his snow white cheek. Martha noticed this and brushed a finger to wipe away the lone tear.
"I guess it's hard to let go" He said quietly but not inaudible to his adoptive mother. "I just need more time is all, than maybe it won't bother me as much as it does now. Maybe."
Martha nodded and hugged the young inu teen into another tighter embrace and sighed heavily.
"Are you sure you don't want to stay home from school?" Asked Martha looking once again into Ian's eyes. "Because I can call you in sick if you're not feeling up for it."
The kishu teen shook his head and looked at his adoptive mother with a fake but reassuring smile and said. "No mom I'll be alright. Besides I may have adequate grades now, but I really not chance on staying in the same grade for the rest of my life."
Martha chuckled a bit on the last comment and nodded. She then stood up to let the young teen get under his bedspread, tucked him in and kissed him on the forehead. She then turned and walked back to the door to leave. Before she exited her adopted son's room she turned and looked at him again one last time before returning to be herself.
"If you want or need anything, don't hesitate to ask." Said Martha as she opened the door. "And remember you have Jonathan, Kelly, Justin and I as well as the rest of our family to take care of you. You're not alone in this world. You have a family with all of us. We love you Ian we really do and always will."
Ian nodded and said. "I know, I love all of you too and I'm grateful that all of you care for me. Good night mom."
"Good night Ian." Martha smiled as she turned off the light and closed the door on her way out.
As soon as Ian made sure Martha was gone he turned on a lamp on his nightstand and took out a photo out of one of the drawers. He looked at the small photo of when he was five years old with both of his parents at the beach smiling at the camera. His father was wearing a pair of red swimming trunks with a black I Love San Francisco shirt while his mother was wearing a black and white bikini top with low cut (AN: But not revealing) jean shorts and a small grey hoodie. His younger self in the photo was shirtless and only wearing a small pair of black and white swimming trunks. He smiled a bit at the photo with fond memories of the very same day at the beach. He then frowned sadly as another tear made its way down his cheek which he wiped away.
"Good night Mom." He said quietly. "Good night Dad"
He then placed the photo back into the drawer, turned of the lamp, set the timer on his clock to six thirty and laid down on his pillow as he slowly fell back to sleep.
"It's feel more painful every time I think about it. I keep on hoping that it would go away, but it doesn't. It just keeps getting worse, no matter what I do. But where are my manners? I never introduced myself. My name is Ian Kazama, I was born on January 2nd 1995 in Encino, California, and if you haven't already guessed I'm an orphan. After the night I witnessed the death of my parents, Isaku and Inako Kazama, I've been in a slight state of depression. After the death of both my parents and without any knowledge of any other relatives, I was taken up by both Jonathan and Martha Cotton. Both have been so kind to me that as soon as I turned eight years old, I started to call them mom and dad, which neither protested nor denied. The rest of the Cotton family also accepted me as part of their own family and never grew tired of having me around. I'm not an emo or anti-social or anything, I just don't do well in crowds and I spend most of my time isolated from others my age. Well alright I admit it this is how I used to act with my only friends being Kelly and Justin, the youngest and my little brother. I'm also into martial arts, Chinese martial arts that it and I know why would a Japanese boy want to learn Chinese martial arts when he can learn Japanese martial arts like Judo, Jiu-jitsu, Aikido or Ninjutsu? Well let me tell you straight up, I'm not Japanese I'm Okinawan (like the place Karate was invented, but I don't study Karate), well half Okinawan from my dads side and half-Chinese from my mothers, but both are skilled in Gouquan, which translates as Dog style Kung Fu in Mandarin, called Dishunquan in Cantonese and is heavily trained in Fujian, next to the Fujian White Crane style of Kung Fu of course. I know most, if not all of you never even heard of Gouquan. I don't blame you, I mean a lot of forms of martial arts are mostly unheard of by many, but I'm here to tell you that Gouquan is a real martial art and can be very in a fight. Well before we get on with the story, I'm going to give you all the heads up. Back in late November 2008 Encino became famous for any type of martial whether it be Karate, Tai Chi, Taekwondo, kickboxing, you name it's right here. But enough about that I'm sure you all just wan to hear the story already. Well it started back Thursday March 29th, 2012 when a new history teacher arrived at Encino Arts Academy, a school for ages preschool to collage. And he changed the lives of nine teens, including myself."
Encino Arts Academy Encino, California
Thursday March 29th, 2012
7:20 A.M.
Early the next morning Ian walked through the long empty halls of Encino Arts. Ian was now wearing a white Ecko Unlimited shirt with the letters capitalized over a two headed bronze eagle with the Ecko Unlimited Rhino in the dead center of the eagle, MMA under the rhino and the words 'Live Strong Fight Free' at the bottom underneath a black and white short-sleeved plaid shirt, dark blue Levi jeans that were held by a long black leather belt with a silver belt buckle, black high top Vans. He stood about 6 foot in height with a moderately toned build and was carrying a black backpack over his left shoulder. Class wouldn't start till 7:45 so he still had twenty five minuets to kill. As he walked casually down the marvelous marble floor he couldn't help but grunt as he passed the trophy case. He stopped a moment to look at all the trophies most of the athletic clubs had all won. There was first place for football, soccer, baseball, basketball, volleyball, tennis, hockey, gymnastics and yes cheerleading. More surprisingly, the school even had trophies for the martial arts teams, Karate, Kickboxing, Muay Thai, Taekwondo, Tang Soo Do, Hapkido, Jiu-jitsu, Brazilian Jiu-jitsu, Judo, Aikido, Ninjutsu, Pencak Silat, Kali sticks, Boxing, Wrestling, Savate, Vovinam, Capoeira, MMA, Krav Maga, Jeet Kune Do, Kalaripayattu and even Sambo (Russian combat).
Ian sighed a bit as he didn't nor has he or anyone else for the matter, never seen a trophy or team that was related to Chinese martial arts. Sure some where taught in town and in school, but none ever competed as far as anyone knew. In fact, if he cared one bit of teaches any of the teams he would have been shocked, that is if he ever came close to a brighter personality.
"Nice trophies, if I do say so myself." A deep voice said behind Ian.
The young kishu jumped a bit and whirled around to see a middle aged wolf standing a few feet behind him. He was about eight foot tall with a muscular build and long shoulder length dark grey hair and short fur with a little white covering his face, clear aqua eyes, wearing a brown suit with a white long-sleeve button-up shirt underneath with a black tie, brown slacks and black work shoes. This was Winston Blair the Headmaster of Encino Arts Academy, who was of Cherokee descent. He was a kind man who treated every student fairly, but at the same time he can be firm to trouble making students and absolutely did not what-so-ever tolerate bullies or any type of bullying anywhere on campus.
The middle-aged wolf smiled slightly at the young student he surprised. "A little jumpy this morning, aren't we Mr. Kazama?" He asked with an amused chuckle.
"M-Mr. Blair… sir, uh principal no headmaster... um… eh?" Ian sputtered as he tried to find his voice, much to the amusement of the older canine who placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Relax Ian." Winston said. "I'm sorry I snuck up on you like that. It's just you looked like you had a lot on you're mind and it seemed to bother you."
Ian looked into Winston's eye and could see the concern in his eyes. He looked away for a moment and said. "I just had trouble sleeping last night, sir. You shouldn't worry about it, I'm fine." He then looked up at his headmaster with a small fake smile.
Winston nodded to this as he could hear the hurt in Ian's voice, which Ian himself thought was hidden, that he even thought that he would feel sad if he listened to him a little more. Though he knew the happy look on the youth's face was as real as Arnold Schwarzenagger becoming President of the United States, he knew better than to pry into the personal lives of others, even if it were his own daughters and nephew that were also students at Encino Arts. Though unknown to Ian, Winston actually knew more about him than Ian realized.
"I shouldn't." He nodded as he replied. "But hey that's part of my job as headmaster, to help any student in need."
"Like the guidance counselor ?"
"Heh heh, yeah kinda like Mrs. Kessler." Winston chuckled and smiled at Ian with his aqua gaze then turned serious. "Ian, believe it or not, I know how you feel right now."
"You're hungry, sir?" Ian asked jokingly.
That last part was a success in having Winston laughing hard. He calmed a bit and wiped away a tear that moved down his cheek. He knew he walked into that one.
"No I had break fast before I came, but thank for the laugh. I really needed it."
"Just trying to ease up some tension sir." Ian shrugged. "I like to help out some times."
"So I see." Winston said as he finally calmed himself down by taking a deep breath then cleared his throat. "But you know what I mean."
"Sir?"
"What I meant to say was I know how you feel. You feel like you don't fit in well, that you don't know your place in the world or anywhere else. That you feel lost and alone. Believe me you boy I've felt it lots of ways I can't even count."
Ian then looked down to the floor with his ands in his pockets. His own headmaster had read him like a book for since the deaths of his parents, Ian felt like a lost child that was separated from his family and all. He then felt two strong hands on both his shoulders as his gaze returned to Winston and was met by the most reassuring look he ever saw from the headmaster.
"Look Ian I can't force you to do anything you don't want to do. But I want you to promise me something."
"Promise what exactly?" Asked a very confused Ian.
"That you will come out of that shell of yours and find something that will help wash away whatever's bugging you. I see you all the time alone, even when you think no one knows where you are when you vanish during lunch or when you do work by yourself. I know potential in people, even when they don't see. Just look at my daughters they're popular for having their father as the headmaster, but that doesn't mean I'll ever show them special treatment or spoil them because of how much I get paid and they respect that, especially Kate. Look what I'm trying to say is I see a lot of potential in you and I want you to do the best you can in finding your calling in life and never have to worry of being hurt or afraid."
Ian looked at Winston in surprise. Never before had he seen him act so fatherly towards anyone, with the exception of his own daughters. There was also a feeling about him that made it feel like you're speaking to Danny Glover. Ian broke eye contact for a few seconds the looked back into Winston's clear gaze and nodded.
"I promise." Ian said with seriousness in his voice. "But I need you to promise me something in return."
"And that would be?"
"To give me some time to think about it." Ian replied with a look of sadness. "I appreciate the motivation and I hope you understand I just need to thinks things out first then I'll try to find my purpose."
The middle-age wolf looked at the young kishu then nodded with a smile on his face.
"I understand." He said as he truly did understand him.
"Besides." Said Ian. "If any student found out about my adoptive parents, they would riot through the halls everyday now, wouldn't they?"
"Yeah I suppose they would." Chuckled Winston then chuckled louder as he heard Ian's stomach growl in hunger, much to the small embarrassment of the young inu. "Well it seems you really are hungry."
"Yes sir, I am." Nodded Ian as he let out a nervous laugh.
"Well go on." Said Winston as he smiled and checked his watch. "Homeroom starts at 7:45 so you have twenty minuets to kill. So if I were you I'd get myself the most important meal of the day right now. Now be off with you." Ian nodded and started to make his way to the cafeteria as Winston to his office when he stopped. "Oh and Ian?" He called out grabbing the young kishu's attention as he turned around. "Remember at Encino Arts Academy, you'll always find your place no matter who you are, and stay out of trouble. Also, as of today you'll be having a new History teacher and I trust you'll make him feel welcome?"
"Oh yeah. That's right." Ian once again nodded then said "I'm not much of a talker, but I'll see what I can do." He then turned around and started walking towards the cafeteria. Winston smiled as Ian walked away the looked at the trophy for first place won by the Silat team which was lead by his daughter, who was well disciplined in Pencak Silat by Winston himself, Katherine Blair, known as Kate by her friends and family. His younger daughter Lily was part of the Silat team as well though she wasn't as skilled as her sister she was still a natural and could take care of any thug that would be stupid enough to attack her. His nephew and brother's son Garth Blair was co-captain of the Silat team and looked like a powerhouse and had an incredible build as every where he went girls would faun over him in an instant. He also knew that Humphrey Higgins, son of one of his friends and good friends with Kate, was also part of the Silat team with his friends: Samuel 'Salty' Sallis, Salty's younger brother Stanley 'Shakey' Sallis, and Manfred 'Mooch' Manchester. He smiled with pride at the photo in the trophy case but then frowned sadly and looked down to the floor.
"Isaku, if only you could see your boy now." Winston sighed as he walked to his office and prepared for the upcoming day and introduce the new teacher that recently was transferred to the large school.
Encino Arts Academy
Period 1, Homeroom, History
7:45 A.M.
The halls where full of many students moving all round as the first bell rang, some chatted with friends while others took stuff from their lockers and hurried off to their period one class so that they wouldn't be late. Though Encino Arts Academy allowed a lot of ages to attend, it was divided into four parts. The first part was for preschool and kindergarten aged kids, the second part was for those who attended the elementary school part, the third part went from middle school to high school, which is where our unsuspecting heroes reside, and finally was the college level are where 19 years and over attended. Ian sat quietly at his desk in the left corner of the classroom as other students entered the room and sat wherever was empty.
He recognized eight of them, not just the fact that they had Chinese in ancestry like him, but also the strange reason that they were familiar to him as if they were old friends, but was convinced that they were all, with the exception of two of them being friends, complete strangers to one another. The first person was a young and overweight 17 year old panda boy named Peter Ping, who was known to be very clumsy and often acted like an 8 year old fanboy. Peter stood about a good 6ft. 5inch, had typical black and white fur with white covering most of his head and torso, black spots around both his emerald green eyes, his round ears were also black as well as his arms, shoulders and legs. He was wearing a stretchy white shirt that had a black collar and black short sleeves that were only a few inches away from his elbows, wide light blue jean shorts that ended just below his knee caps, black low top Converse with short white socks and was carrying a white back pack as he tripped and fell to the floor. Some of the other students snickered at this as he stood back up and took his seat in the middle row.
Two others everyone recognized stepped in. The first was a 18 year old red panda about 5foot 10inch being just two inches shorter than Ian and a slight muscular build with red and white fur in the same pattern as Peter only having bigger ear, crystal blue eyes, nice clean shaven chin and short wavy red hair. He was wearing a red Ecko Unlimited shirt with the rhino logo enlarged on the left side, black leather jacket, black jeans with a black leather belt that held the waist in place and torn at the knees, black fingerless gloves and white Ecko shoes with red laced as he walk slowly towards the middle row carrying a black backpack with a seemingly emotionless look on his face. This person was Shane Soong one of the most rebellious, but well behaved bad boys of the school and despite his height, he had the strength to put someone in the hospital with only one punch, but Ian knew those were just rumors while at the same time he mostly avoided him just like everyone else.
The person that was walking beside him was a seven foot tall snow leopard who appeared to be 18 years old. He had golden amber eyes, short black hair, small goatee and mustache, white and dark blue fur with black spots, black oval shaped ears and a very muscular build that'd make him a Chinese Hercules. He was wearing a plain white short sleeved t-shirt that showed much of his strong arms and body, faded light blue jeans that was held by a brown leather belt with an L belt buckle and was torn on the left knee and black and white Vans. This person was Tyler Leung the younger brother of Tyson Leung, who was feared by some for good reason, and Shane's best friend. He sat at a desk in the middle row next to Shane as he placed his green backpack on top of his desk. Tyler was someone you would never want as an enemy, not only the fact that he's a bad boy like his friend, huge and look like he could crush you with just his pinkies, but also had a very unique way of hurting someone without hitting them directly, but again those are just rumors made up just to make students wet their pants.
Five more students that Ian recognized entered the classroom and individually made their way to a different seat. Ian instantly new who the five were by name, there was a young female tiger named Tara Tong, a crane named Cameron Wong, a golden langur named Morton Hung, a female tree viper named Valerie Sheng and a mouse named Manny Peng. Tara was 18 years old, about 6foot 10inch with orange and white fur and black stripes that also went along her long and slender tail, a strong but slender body, dark orange eyes, three golden earrings on her left and a single one on her right, long bluish black curly hair that reached between her shoulder blades that was tied in a ponytail and had two 4inch long bangs that almost covered both of her eyes. She was wearing a red t-shirt with no sleeves, a black choker, black leather jeans, bronze band on her right wrist and combat boots. Tara was someone who had a temperamental problem and always got angry at the smallest thing, like someone accidentally bumping into her, she even got in trouble for assaulting a teacher that was trying to break up a fight she was having with another student. Though she was considered hot by most of the guys in school, students avoided her gaze wherever she went and stayed out of her way even as she sat down in the semi-front row while placing her red backpack on her desk.
Cameron was 17 years old, his height being around 6foot 8inch with white feathers covering his upper body and black feathers that covered his head, neck and fingers that had grey between, moderately toned build, long bronze beak, yellow eyes and short messy brown hair. He was wearing a grey short sleeved button up shirt, khaki jeans that were held by a black and white stripped belt, black rimmed glasses with square lenses, a digital watch on his left wrist, white low top converse and was carrying a black book bag. Cameron was an awkward young bird that reminded Ian of Robbie from Victorious, only more down to Earth and without a creepy puppet who thinks he's real like Pinocchio. Despite being a tiny bit athletic Cameron was labeled as a nerd since he always received A in science classes and was made fun of by other students, mostly the Varsity Football team, so he kept his distance from others, especially Tara.
Morton was 17 years old, is height was about 6foot 5inch with golden fur that covered most of his body and along his tail, short light brown hair, turquoise blue eyes and slight muscular build. He was wearing a beige long-sleeved shirt, black Dickeys jeans that wear held by a black JC Penny's belt, white high top Vans and carrying a white backpack. Morton was a grade a trouble maker; day in and day out he would do the most awful of pranks to other student which ended him up in the headmaster's office every time. Ian was never a victim of any of the troublemakers pranks himself, due to the fact he actually used his head to think ahead of Morton, and was glad the guy never got off easy. Morton would be given as much detention as Tara for these stupid practical jokes which a lot of his victims would wish he would be pounded by her.
Valerie was the youngest being about 16 years old; her height was 5foot 7inch only five inches shorter than Ian, with emerald green scales all over her, long shoulder length raven black hair in a ponytail with blossom hair clips on both sides of her head, jade green eyes and slender but well toned body even for a snake. She was wearing a black and white blouse with front packets, black hoodie jacket, navy blue skinny jeans, a gold diamond encrusted bracelet on her left wrist, simple black slipper shoes and was carrying a blue backpack. Valerie was a timid girl and always spoke softly and hardly ever shouted. Ian could symphonize on how shy she was by the way she would seem to shrink away from people, even some of the teachers could barely hear her when she spoke so she was rarely called upon to explain a problem, answer a question or simply read a passage, she was just so shy.
Manny was 17 and, though the being the shortest with his height being about 5foot, he had a slight muscular build for a person his size, light brown fur covering all of his body excluding his long rodent-like tail, dark chocolate brown eyes and short coffee brown hair. He was wearing a green polo shirt with a white collar and had three buttons with the top one unbuttoned, dark blue skinny jeans, black and white Vans and was carrying a red backpack. Manny was more or less of an eager mcmouser (so to speak), jumping at any problem without thinking it through. He was a really impatient rebel, but none the less he obeyed any command given to him and would listen or face the wrath of headmaster Blair, and speaking of which.
As soon as all the students were present and accounted for, including Xiro Rodriguez the captain of the Capoeira team, Maxwell Manx the co-captain of the MMA team, Zaria Smith and Scylla Lowsky of the Krav Maga team, Jessica Millard and Harvey Louis from the Kickboxing team, Trevor 'Trap' Stilton of the Karate team, Devon 'Hutch' Hutchinson from the Muay Thai team, Henry 'Hutch' (AN: Confusing isn't it?) Bigrain and Calvin 'Can-Do' Dawson of the Pencak Silat team and Clarence Vernon of the Judo team present, headmaster Blair came into the classroom stood in front of the classroom and cleared his throat as he gained the attention of the entire class.
"Good morning everyone." Winston said as he looked around the classroom. "Staring today you will all be having a new History teacher and I trust that everyone here will make him feel welcomed to this school." He then gestured to the entrance and motioned for someone waiting outside to enter. "I'd like to introduce everyone to Mr. Ong-Wai Beng."
The said person who came into the classroom was a seemingly middle aged tortoise, who stood about 6foot 5inch in height with a bald head, brownish green scales, forest green eyes, light green, yellow and black shell and wore small white rimmed circular framed glasses. He was wearing a brown button-up shirt, dark blue blazer, dark blue slacks to match his blazer and black work shoes.
He then walked till he was right in front of the class, looked around, then smiled and said. "Good morning class." He said in a kind tone that reminded Ian of his adopted grandfather Nolan Cotton. "As headmaster Blair has just stated I am Ong-Wai Beng, or if this were China Beng Ong-Wai, and as of today I will be your new History teacher." He then turned around and wrote his name on the board. As soon as he was finished and turned around Ian could have sworn he was seeing things because as soon as Mr. Beng slowly turned from the board, he was now wearing one would see in a Kung Fu movie: light orange and white silk robes with long sleeves, loose pants and prayer beads around his neck and his right hand.
Ian shook his head and looked at the middle-aged tortoise back in his usual attire. He looked around hoping no one, especially headmaster or the new teacher saw how tense he became. Luckily for him no one said a thing; until Winston noticed something and luckily it wasn't Ian, but Mr. Beng that he was looking at with concern as the tortoise looked like he saw a ghost.
"Are you alright Mr. Beng?" Winston asked the now tensed looking teacher. "Should I get the nurse?"
"No, I'm sorry I thought I saw something, but it was just a fly." Mr. Beng shook off whatever bothered him and regained his composure and smiled. "I will be fine headmaster, I'm sure I can take things over from here."
Winston was skeptic at first, but shrugged and smiled back at the tortoise.
"Well alright." Said Winston as he made his way toward his towards the door, but turned around before leaving and said. "If you need to talk to me the teacher's lounge is just right outside the cafeteria, or if you need to see me after school I'll be in my office from 3:15 to 4:00."
Winston then turned and walked out of the classroom as Mr. Beng picked up a clipboard and looked over some names the faced the class.
"When I call you name please say 'here', or raise your hand or both whichever comes first." Mr. Beng smiled as he took roll. "Bigrain."
"Here."
"Dawson."
"Here."
"Hutchinson."
"Here."
"Hung."
"Here."
"Kazama."
"Here." Ian answered as he watched Mr. Beng call on the other students. Was what he saw real, or did the lack of sleep starting to have its toll on him? Ian couldn't tell so he shrugged it off as Mr. Beng finished taking roll.
"Alright, with that out of the way please take out your text books and turn to page 205." Instructed Mr. Beng as everyone reached into their bags and pulled out what their new History teacher asked and began working.
Encino Arts Academy
Lunch Break
11:40 A.M.
The cafeteria was a hustle and bustle as students ordered their lunches if they didn't bring their own and sat down with friends at certain tables or went to near by fast food places to feast on. Ian looked around for a certain someone as he walked around avoiding other students as he usually did. The cafeteria food in Encino Arts was far from disgusting or processed as they could as the lunch staff and cooking club made the food themselves and even offered salads and fresh fruit that was hand plucked by the gardening club. As Ian made his was through the crowd of student he spotted the person he was looking for sitting alone at a near by table. He then smiled, made his way towards the said person who happened to be a girl and placed a hand on her shoulder to grab her attention. As we see the young female student as she turns to look at Ian, we see she is a now teenage Kelly Cotton who was wearing a white ACDC shirt, black wrist band, black Levi jeans, blue Vans and was carrying a brown backpack over her right shoulder and on the table where she sat was a lunch trey that held a plate of salad with ranch garlic croutons and ranch dressing on the left side, Mandarin oranges in the right hand corner, a bottle of Coke Zero next to the oranges and a plate with two slices of pepperoni pizza in the middle.
Kelly looked to see whose hand was on her shoulder and was met by a pare of familiar piercing navy blue eyes. Both adopted siblings smiled and hugged each other as Ian set his trey next to Kelly's. Ian's lunch on his trey consisted of the same type of salad Kelly had only with pesto ranch, a small bowl of grapes, a bottle of Dr. Pepper (AN: My favorite drink as well as his.) and a double bacon cheeseburger with BBQ sauce (AN: Sounds good huh?) .
"Hey Kelly." Ian greeted his younger adoptive sister. "Can you tell mom and dad I'm going to be home a little late tonight?"
"Why?" Kelly confusingly asked her adopted older brother.
"Well you see I still need practice the form I was working on." Ian replied. "And since I'm only going to stop by the house to change, I'm going to the park to work on what I know it's going to be a while, so I won't be home till 5:00."
Kelly looked at Ian with concern in her eyes. She understood why he would isolate himself from other people for she present was the night both his parents died, she could still see the explosion and hear her father shout out the names both already dead kishus. Neither for as long as she stands and breathes, will she ever forget that traumatic night nor will she ever forget how long everyone cried, and still do this very day. And on that very night she made a vow that she would take to the grave with her. She vowed to love everyone in her family and protect them in any way she can so that shell never lose another loved one, even if it would cost her own life in the process.
"Okay, but you have to be back by 5:00 exactly or there's nothing I can do." Kelly said as smiled at Ian once more to which he nodded but then looked past her and his smile turned into a hateful scowl. "What's wrong?"
"One guess, turn around."
Kelly did as she was told as she, as well as most of the students, looked towards the entrance of the cafeteria to see five young male students, three in red jackets with two black zipper pockets on each side and a single upper pocket on the right side of the chest and a patch with a black cobra and yellow words saying 'Cobra Kai' and the other two with the same style but blue all five wearing blue jeans and White Vans, making their way to an empty table in the middle of the lunchroom. Many students cleared way to let these five walked by as if they were afraid and they should be, for these five boys were not only students at Encino Arts but at a 'Karate' Dojo called the Cobra Kai and these guys were the top students: Johnny Lawrence, Bobby Brown, Tommy Garrison, Dutch McQueen and Jimmy O'Dell.
Johnny was an 18 year old golden retriever, about 7feet in height, short wavy blond hair, short golden fur (obviously) and had lime green eyes. Johnny wasn't the sort of person to mess with since he was the prized pupil of the sensei of the dojo a gorilla named John Kreese who would mercilessly work his students to do anything he command, even if it meant cheating.
Tommy was a 7foot tall, 17 year old lion with short wavy brown hair, short darker brown fur and brown eyes. Tommy was one of Johnny's best friends and fellow Cobra Kai who was no better than the golden retriever, and to top that off he was a loud mouthed sociopath who yells a lot, Ian himself just thought he never new how to shut up and figured a good punch in the throat might solve his loud mouth problem.
Jimmy was a 17 year old falcon about 6foot 4inch, like the other two he had wavy hair only it was caramel brown, dark brown feathers, short bronze beak and chocolate brown eyes. Jimmy was a very quiet guy, but that didn't mean he wasn't willing to beat up someone for no reason at all and was best friends with Johnny.
Dutch was an 18 year old Hippo who stood about 6foot 10inch, had short blond hair, grey leather skin and had grassy green eye. Now if there was someone who was ever the world's biggest ass, Dutch would be the winner 1st prize. He was also best friends with Johnny that also made him a Cobra Kai as well as a lying, cheating, and overall complete thug as he liked teasing people in his own cruel way.
Bobby was a young Russell terrier who was 17 years old, stood about 6foot, had white fur with brown (two spots covering both eyes and ears), dark brown wavy hair, and light Hazel eyes. Bobby, also known as Butterman, were the least violent and more caring than any of the Cobra Kais despite being a best friend of Johnny's. Though he was considerably nicer than the other Cobra Kais, Ian had witnessed him tripping Cameron Wong, causing him to lose a tryout on the Soccer team and even had the gall to laugh about it.
The Cobra Kai dojo and its sensei had quit the reputation, though rich kids like Johnny and his friends attended the dojo for Karate lessons, it received many complaints from other martial arts schools, even the martial arts clubs at the school! There have been countless reports of the Cobra Kai students harassing other martial arts students, beating on random people, even vandalizing property and breaking and entering, thinking that they own Encino. Many complaints were directed to 'Sensei' John Kreese, who either would just shrug it off like it was no big problem, claim it was his boys just doing what they were doing, or that no one had any video proof which no one could argue since that was the only true statement he ever made. The Cobra Kai dojo had a creed "Strike first. Strike hard. No mercy." Which was a hazard for every martial arts related place or thing in Encino.
Ian even heard John Kreese ask his students if fear, pain, or defeat existed in his dojo where the students would reply, "NO SENSEI!" Ian even heard him recite something like this, "We do not train to be merciful here. Mercy is for the weak. Here, in the streets, in competition: A man confronts you, he is the enemy. An enemy deserves no mercy." This was what Ian couldn't stand in the least. This guy teaches kids like Lawrence and his friends to fight dirty and he dares to call it martial arts! How dare him! Ian couldn't stand people like Kreese and thought of going to his adoptive father and have him close the dojo for good, but decided against it as countless things could go wrong, not to mention he didn't want to drag any of his new family into problems if he had any and the CK punks wouldn't stop bugging him if he did so, even as frustrated as he was, he did nothing but sneer at the five Kais as they sat down at their table.
He also noticed other people sneering at the Kais as the sat down at their table, all of them the school's martial arts teams, but the most glares cam from the Encino Arts Karate Team lead by Benjamin "Ben" Stilton, who was a 1st degree black belt. The Karate Team, unlike the Cobra Kai, fallowed the Budo creed and only fought in self defenses, and occasionally CK students, and had more members joining each week much to the chagrin of Sensei Kreese. The Karate team's style, unlike any other place, was a mixture of all four original Okinawan styles and Kempo into a force to be reckoned with, though like the other martial arts teams he didn't know who instructed the team.
Ian them spotted Peter making his way towards an empty table and, unfortunately for him, he was walking past the CK table where Dutch noticed, said something to the other Kais who with the exception of Bobby snickered, stuck his right leg out and before Peter could do anything he found himself falling to the floor and landing on his trey. Ian and Kelly watched on in shock (Kelly) and dismay (Ian) as Peter stood up with a huge soup stain all over his shirt as the CK and other idiots laughed at the tripped panda that looked down right embarrassed while most of the students looked and could only pity the teenage panda on his lunch trey fail.
"Isn't anyone going to do anything?" Kelly asked as she looked on with concern for Peter.
"Don't worry someone will and they're going to do it right now." Ian said with a satisfied smirk as Kelly looked at him in a confused manner.
"Really? Who?"
"Him." He simply replied pointing back to the table as Kelly turned back around to look where Ian was pointing.
Kelly also noticed everything and everyone became quiet as the saw headmaster Blair standing behind Dutch. With a stern look in his aqua blue eyes and arms folded, everyone saw Winston lean over closer to the young hippo and seemed to ask him something, most likely on how funny it was to trip Peter with Dutch being oblivious to the silence and to know he was the only person still laughing at Peter. Still laughing on how he tripped the young panda boy, Dutch turned around and in an instant his laughter ceased and a horrified looked appeared on his face when he met the still stern but smirking face of Winston.
Ian noticed that Winston's daughters: his oldest Kate Blair and youngest Lily Blair who were also members of the Pencak Silat team look on with glee knowing that their father had just rescued someone in need. It was official; it sucked to be Dutch right now as he tried to explain to Winston that it was all just an accident, but of course the wolf didn't fall for it and gave the young hippo, much to his chagrin, a slip mean he had just received detention. As Winston walked away the whole CK table snickered at their friend's misfortune.
"Well alls well that ends well." Stated Ian with a grin on his face.
"And much more." Giggled Kelly as she too grinned at the young thugs luck. Both canines ate and chatted with one another about regular everyday things like school and schoolwork, how each others day has been and other matters. After ten minuets both canines finish their lunch and rise to throw away the scraps. "So I'll see you later on today at 5:00 then."
Ian nodded as they gave each other one last hug before going their separate ways. As Ian walked toward the exit, when suddenly he felt something go off in his head as if it were telling him to turn around which he did. When he turned around he saw that Kelly was meeting up with her friends, but the weird feeling was still ringing in his head as it urged him to look to the left and when he did he found himself looking at the Cobra Kai table. He tried to force himself to look away since he, like most of the Encino Arts students, hated the Cobra Kais for obvious reasons, but the feeling didn't let up so he had no choice and continued looking at the 'martial arts' rejects who sat at their table.
As he watched, Ian noticed the guys whispering about something Ian thought was about Dutch getting detention. He was wrong however, as they, mostly Jimmy were all looking and pointing at someone as Ian looked to see who they talking about and pointing to. His answer came as a shock as he located the person they were pointing at; Kelly! Ian then remembered that his adoptive sister had caught the young avian cheating on his English test and which held him back one grade and completely humiliated him. Now Ian knew these guys never played by the rules or played fairly at all and judging the looks on their faces he knew they were up to no good. His answer was correct as Jimmy threw an apple at Kelly who was about 9feet away and Ian knew he had to stop this, but he was already
At one of the exits and would be there in time to save Kelly.
However another odd thing happened as suddenly everything, including the apple was starting to slow down until everyone and everything around the kishu was in slow-motion. Ian looked all around in shock and confusion as he looked around as time seemed to slow down for everyone else and he was the only one who was moving in a normal pace. The weird feeling then returned once more and urged him to look to his right. As he looked to where the feeling urged him to look, he saw a metal fork on an empty table, possibly left by someone in a hurry. Ian then looked at the thrown apple that was approaching, slowly, towards his sister's head as neither she nor her friends noticed.
Ian then looked between the fork and the apple, then an idea formed in his head. As quickly as he could (as he was seemingly the only one who could), he grabbed the metal fork by its teeth and, with all his might, threw it like a throwing knife. The fork darted in the air as it zoomed quickly to the still slow moving thrown apple (meaning the fork skewered the apple and as it still flew in the air the apple is now stuck on the flying fork). Then as soon as the fork hit the apple, it went through at first, but as soon as it hit the apple its momentum then carried the apple in another direction away from his sister's head. The apple carrying fork flew until the teeth of the fork hit a column which caused pieces of apple to splatter on a young hyena boy.
Needless to say everyone, even the martial arts teams, Cobra Kais, hyena boy and even Ian himself were in total shock, though not as much as the hyena boy, of what just happened. Everyone who included student, faculty and lunchroom staffs were silent as their attention was on the column where the fork that was stuck with the apple still stuck on the handle. Though a lot of students tried with all their might, they could get the fork off the column, even some of the faculty and staff had trouble moving the lodged fork. Everyone in the lunchroom looked around to see who had thrown the apple and for. Ian, sensing that now was a good time to leave, slowly moved to the exit and slid out the door hoping no one would figure out it was him who threw the fork. Unknown to Ian however, ten familiar faces saw and new it was he who threw the fork as they also witnessed him grabbing the metal utensil and threw it to intercept the flying apple. These ten people received the most shock of what had occurred and eight of the ten had a few words that went through their minds 'What just happened?'
One of the ten familiar faces was none other than Winston Blair himself as he had witnessed the normally solitary Ian Kazama throw a metal fork to intercept an airborne apple that was hurtling towards Kelly Cotton, one of the most "noticeable" students in all of Encino Arts. Winston was actually more or less impressed on what Ian had performed and it reminded the middle aged wolf of another kishu who could perform such a feat.
"Isaku, now I know you'd be proud if you saw your son do what he just did." Winston said even though his eyes were widen in surprised, he grinned slightly and shook his head as he saw Ian exiting the huge lunchroom in a hurry.
Encino, California
March 29th, 2012
3:20 P.M.
Ian walked and jogged around the park as many times as he could and didn't even break a sweat as his speed and heartbeat started to pick up the pace. Before Ian left to go home after school he gave the motorcycles that belonged to the Cobra Kais a little coating which involved a can of black spray-paint and words sprayed on. Fortunately for him, no one had seen or caught him in the act and he hightailed from the parking lot and got rid of the evidence so that no one not even any of the CK could prove it was him who had graciously 'decorated' their rides. Ian smirked as he remembered everyone that was in the parking lot laughing their hearts out as they saw what had happen to the bikes. Ian could help but let out a chuckle as he remembered the looks on the CK faces as soon as they saw what had happened to their rides.
Johnny looked like a walking time bomb, Dutch looked like he was about to blow a gasket and Tommy kept on shouting for everyone that laughed at the 'decorated' bikes to shut up and demanded to know who trashed their rides or suffer their wrath. God, Ian wished someone would shut that guy's mouth up and sealed it with ultra glue, maybe then Encino could be a peaceful place to live. But then again, one could only hope on things like that. As soon as Ian got home that day after school he rushed home, thankfully his younger brother Justin was at Soccer practice back at school and Kelly was at a friend's house till 4:35. He was only home for a short while though as he changed his clothes and left straight for the park.
Apart from wearing a black zipper less hoodie, Ian was now wearing a plain white shirt with the bottom half tucked into black loose and baggy pants and plain black slippers with white socks. He found a place where he could find peace and quiet near the pond, placed his hoodie on a nearby bench, stood straight up and with a few deep breathers, he got into defensive stance. Ian made a fist with his right hand and grabbed it with is hands as he gave a Chinese salute and bow. He placed both arms to his sides then shot them up in the air then placed them to his right as he gave another Chinese salute as he moved arms and the salute to his left and the center. Moving into a horse stance with both hands flat and plum up, he leaned to the ground on his left knee and kicked backwards with his right, as if mimicking a urinating domestic canine (AN: Not a pun!).
Ian proceeded to perform a series of parries, punches, blocks and kicks then jumped to the ground flat on his stomach, pushed with both arms to hoist his upper body and performed a spinning kick technique that looked like a break-dance move. Though looking like advanced fighting techniques, these were only minor forms of Gouquan, Dog style Kung Fu. As he flew through the forms, a few kicks while on the ground hear, a few lightning fast punches there, he stopped. Ian had the sudden feeling he was being watched by someone, even though he saw no one around.
"Hello, anyone their." He called out and waited for a response. He listened to see if anyone would call back or reveal themselves. He didn't hear anyone call back or show whoever they were or where they were hiding, so with a shrug he continued practicing on honing his skills.
Unknown to Ian he was indeed being watched by someone who was at a safe distance so that no one could see nor hear.
"Interesting." Said the unknown figure with a kindly calm tone and a friendly smile as turned around. "Very interesting." He spoke again as he walked away from where he was standing and let the young canine practice in peace.
Encino, California
March 29th, 2012
4:40 P.M.
Ian was now on his way home through the market street and, to his displeasure, the Cobra Kai dojo where the advanced students were apparently finished with their 'Karate' lessons. His eyes then fell on an all too familiar golden retriever and his four BFFs as well as a couple more CK students, which Ian calculated to be six. He recognized four from his school, a hyena (not the same one from the lunchroom), a pit-bull, a bull and a kestrel. While the other two, a Chihuahua and a tiger, were strangers to Ian though he didn't really know any name from the six other CK students. It then conquered to Ian that the dojo never had any female students, which Ian was happy and thankful for.
The guys that trained at the dojo, including 'Sensei' Kreese himself knew nothing about really martial arts, why should a poor unfortunate girl or young lady be put through the torture the insane gorilla makes the guys go through just to know how to defend themselves or be respected? Ian shook the thoughts away as he continued to walk home a little early than he'd expect, boy was he in for a surprise. As he kept on walking Ian heard something in an alley only a few feet away from the Cobra Kai dojo. As he looked to see what was happening, he Johnny and his goon squad cornering two people, who Ian recognized as Skyler 'Sky' Thompson, a Dalmatian boy from the soccer team and Heather Liddell, a Siamese cat girl from the photography club who was also Sky's girlfriend.
Try as he may Ian couldn't look away and was force to watch Sky being attacked and beaten by Johnny and his friends as the bull held a firm grip on Heather as she tried to break free, but with no avail and could only shout for help as she helplessly watched her boyfriend being beaten by the Cobra Kai students. The bull who held Heather smiled cruelly as he watched his friends and fellow students, with the exception of Bobby who stood on the sidelines and looking guilty, beat up the poor defenseless Dalmatian. Ian listened as the young Siamese cat called out for help and was torn on what to do. Now Ian had two choices, the first was to just walk away and pretend nothing happened, the second choice was to help Sky and Heather and finally stand up to these punks who thought they were tough.
"HELP! PLEASE, SOMEONE, ANYONE HELP!" Heather cried as loud as she could with tears in her eyes.
With that heard, the young kishu's hands became gripped, his piercing navy blue eyes filling up with fury and his mind made up, Ian decided enough was enough.
No more. Thought Ian as he placed his hood over his eyes to make sure no one would recognize him. No more of any of this.
Ian quietly snuck up from behind to the bull, who of course was keeping a steady grip of the cat he was holding onto and watched how the other boys kept on beating the Dalmatian. As Ian got closer to the slightly taller boy he shot out his left arm, grabbed the bull's right arm and twisted it into an arm lock, causing the bull to release the cat he was restraining. The bull cringed in pain as he looked to see someone holding him into an arm lock, but couldn't make out who it was do to the person's face being canceled by a hood.
Ian brought the punk he had in an arm lock close to his face and sneered. "That is not how you treat a lady." He spoke harshly and locked the bull's arm tighter making the bull cringe a little more. It was obvious that the bull boy was the tallest out of everyone in the alley, but apparently he wasn't the strongest as he could do nothing as Ian now had complete control of his arm. Ian then looked to see that half of the other Cobra Kai students, which included Bobby, noticed him as the other half, including Dutch, Tommy, Jimmy and of course Johnny were still focused on Sky. Both Jimmy and Dutch held Sky to his feet, albeit wobbly, as Johnny ran, jumped into the air and extended his leg as he performed a flying sidekick and was intending to hit Sky.
Ian however denied him the chance as he dragged the bull that he was still arm locking and flipped him onto the leg of the still airborne golden retriever. Everything seemed to happen at the speed of light the young bull was flipped by is mysterious assailant and before Johnny knew it one of his fellow students knocked his leg while he was still in the air and caused him to fly over his intended target and crashed into the metal fence where the alley ended then plummeted to the ground none too gently. As both hippo and avian saw their leader crash into the fence Ian appeared as both CK boys looked back only for Dutch receive a brick hard punch to the bridge of the nose and Jimmy a kick to the face as the both of them also crashed into the fence where Johnny struggled to get up.
As the rest of the Cobra Kai went to check up on their friends, Ian turned to see Heather cradling Sky in her arms. Sky received a lot of cuts and bruise from Johnny and his friends, but seemed too survived as Ian approached. Heather noticed Ian approach and was frightened at first but calmed down as she saw in his eyes that he meant them no harm as he kneeled right in front of them.
"Hey, are you two all right?" Ian asked with concern in his eyes.
"Yeah we're fine." Sky replied in a scratchy tone due to being punched and kicked by Johnny and the other Cobra Kai. He looked up at his girlfriend. "You alright babe?"
Heather nodded and replied. "I'm fine. Whoever you are, thank you." She said with tears dropping from her eyes. "I really mean it, I don't know what would have happened if you didn't stop Lawrence."
"Hey someone has to stick up against these jackasses once in a while." Ian said as he smiled knowing the both of them would be al right. "Besides if not me then who would if given the chance?"
He then looked back and noticed that the four fallen CK students were slowly recovering from what had happened. Ian frowned and turned his attention back to the young couple with seriousness in his eyes.
"Can you walk?" He asked the other canine.
"Yeah I think I can." Answered the young Dalmatian as he stood with the help of his cat girlfriend.
"Good because you need to get out of here before 'Spitting Cobra' and his hatchlings are getting back up."
"What about you?" Heather asked with worry visible in her voice.
"I'll be fine, go, and get as far away from this place quick before they get back up." Ian said in a very serious tone as he turned to face the tormentors of Encino. He felt a hand on his shoulder and saw that it belonged to Sky.
"At least tell us who you are, please?" He asked which shocked Ian at first, but while looking at both the young couple and the recovering thugs he looked at both canine and feline and removed his hood. He allowed tem just enough time to see who he was before he placed his hood back over his head and saw that both people he saved where shocked to the max. "Y-you're Ian Kazama, but we thought you…"
Just then all three heard loud moans of pain as they noticed all four of the fallen CK students were back on their feet.
"You need to leave, now, go!" Ian said as both Dalmatian and Siamese cat nodded and made their way out of the alley, but not before Heather looked other her shoulder and made eye contact one last time with the young kishu.
"Thank you." She said as she smiled and helped her bruised boyfriend get away from the alley.
Ian smiled and nodded as he turned to face what most of the martial arts teams at Encino Arts would often dream to do; beat the crap out of Johnny Lawrence and his hoodlum friends. The CK students now back on their feet noticed the savior of the couple they just harassed at the entry of the alley and was staring them all down. Tough they'd never admit it, not even Johnny himself, they were all afraid of this lone person tat stood a good feet away from them.
"Well, well, well looks like someone's trying to be a hero." The hyena said as he looked sourly at Ian.
"Don't you know who we are!" Tommy demanded in one of his famous loud voices.
"Yeah, yeah, the Cobra Kais, so what is that suppose to mean something?" Asked Ian calmly which surprised him on the inside for being so bold and annoying the eleven Cobra Kais as they stared back at him.
"Is that supposed to mean something?" Tommy looked like he was a bout to pop a blood vessel. "Is that supposed to mean something! Just who do you think you are buddy!"
Ian then pretended to consider what the demanded, which in turn ticked him off.
"Well, first of all my name is not 'Buddy'." Ian replied to one question then proceeded to reply again as he pointed to Tommy. "Secondly, you SHUT UP!"
Tommy, shock that the person shout with such authority, complied. Ian then took a few steps forward and stopped in the middle of the ally as he glared at the eleven youths that stood in front of him.
"Third and most important of all I think I'm the person who think he's ad just about enough of you, your stupid excuse for a dojo, your 'Sensei' and more importantly that sick joke you and your 'Sensei' dare call Karate!"
After hearing this all the four Cobra Kai students ten grouped up and stared menacingly at the lone person standing before them.
"Doesn't matter who you are, you're dead meat." Dutch said threateningly as he as well as most of the other boys cracked their knuckles.
Ian merely looked at each of them and slowly moved into a fighting stance and readying himself for what will happen next.
"Bring it." Was the only thing he said as he smirked slightly and saw the eleven boys charge at him.
To Be Continued.
Well there you have it chapter 1. Sorry it took me so long to update but if any read my other fanfic Star Chasers and read the Intermission, I have a bit of writer's block so the chapters might take some time. Reviews are appreciated and no flames please.