Cobra Kai Strike First Novels & Stories

Nothing came out of my mouth when I opened it to speak. “I’m sorry, but I think I know who you are. Isn’t it you who ran-!” That was my signal to go. I sprinted, just like I had done during our initial encounter a few hours previously. And three words were the only thing that was playing in my mind: fuck, I’m doomed.

Karen rushed out of the bed and raced to the nearest corner, pressing herself into it as much as she could. "What are you trying to do?!" Karen said, fear lacing her voice. "What is even wrong with you?! You hate me so damn much and you won't even break the mating bond between us! What exactly do you...." "Strip." Karen suddenly heard the unexpected, the one word silencing her as she froze. "W-what?" "A word of caution, I do not repeat myself." Karen stared at Kai. She scoffed, a bitter laugh escaping her lips. "Strip?!" She shouted. "Who do you think you are to order me around?! You don't actually expect me to obey that command? Do you?!" She folded her arms and rolled her eyes.

Instead, I waited—watched, observed. Kai was strong, yes. But he was also reckless. Overconfident. When he struck again, I avoided,slashing at his exposed flank. Blood sprayed onto the ground, and Kai roared with rage. Another opening—another strike. Gradually, I wore him down. But he was still stronger. He roared and rushed into me, tumbling me off my feet. I slammed into the ground, the impact of the fall shocking my bones. Before I could get up, he was on me, jaws snapping inches from my neck.

I say, trying to keep my voice steady despite the fear clawing at me. Kai scoffs, his expression turning even more sinister. "Okay, you will soon know." He barks an order at Uncle Joe to bring him a taser, and as soon as it’s in his hands, he zaps Dad without hesitation. Dad’s screams fill the air, a chilling sound that echoes in my ears, but Kai seems indifferent to the suffering he’s inflicting. He continues to shock him, relishing in the power he has.

Armed operatives poured out, their movements swift and coordinated. Zane raised his weapon, his voice sharp. “Wait for my signal.” Reese and Alex crouched behind a cluster of rocks, their weapons trained on the advancing operatives. “They’ve got heavy armor,” Reese muttered. “Doesn’t mean they’re invincible,” Alex replied, his tone grim. --- The First Strike As the operatives moved closer to the cabin, Zane raised his hand, signaling the team to open fire. The clearing erupted into chaos as bullets tore through the air, the sharp cracks of gunfire echoing through the forest.

But then, just as Kairos's heart skipped a beat, the Mer King snarled through his teeth, “Then strike!” Before Kairos could process what he said, he brutally slammed Lake back to the ocean floor. A guttural roar ripped from Kairos’s chest, and the trident blazed in his hands as he hurled a bolt of lightning straight at his father. But the Mer King countered instantly, his own trident unleashing a blast of power that collided mid-current.

“Kai, stop! It’s not what you think!” But it was exactly what he thought. He saw red. Blow after blow landed—father and son, blood and betrayal fueling every strike. Victor’s lip split. Kai tasted copper as a counterpunch landed. They grappled, knocking over stools, the kitchen turning into a battlefield of broken glass and spilled coffee. Kai reached for the drawer where he kept the spare handgun. His fingers closed around the grip. He yanked it free, pressing the barrel directly against Victor’s forehead.

Their eyes passing dangerous message. Kai scoffed, turning back to Kade. “He sent you, didn't he?” Kade held his head in pride. “I warned you, never get in the way of the powerful.” Kai chuckled. “So he sent you,” he shook his head, his face flickered to seriousness. “He sent his dog, That was a mistake,” he growled. Kade's anger flared up and he lunged at Kai. The fight turned brutal. Kade caught Kai’s arm and slashed across his chest, but Kai didn’t flinch. He fought back, landing a blow to Kade’s jaw.

“Trying to box us.” “No kidding,” I muttered. Kaia’s eyes flicked to me. “Cabin slowed them, but not enough. We need a break in the line.” I almost laughed. “And what? You’ll carve us a nice little path, just like that?” Her knife glinted. “That’s the idea.” I hated her. God, I hated her. But if anyone was stupid enough to try and pull it off, it was her. --- The first strike The shadows lunged before she could move.

Kai POV I whirled on the balls of my feet, kicking up dirt, bringing my sword down in an overhand chop. The first man cursed as my sword clanged against his, teeth biting into teeth, my superior strength pushing his sword downward. I punished him with two more heavy strikes, like I'm cutting oak. His eyes widened, and sweat dribbled down his face. I could smell his fear, could feel it pumping through his body like blood. I landed another strike, but I soon have to engage to face off my other two attackers.