Smoke clung to the air like fog.Sirens echoed through the city — not warning anymore, but background noise to the chaos below.
Los Angeles was no longer a city. It was a battlefield.
What began as a karate war had become something else — something unrecognizable. Every street, every alley, every rooftop carried the sound of shouting, metal, and gunfire. Even people who had never worn a gi were now wielding weapons. Crowbars. Knives. Pipes. The city had caught Cobra Kai's sickness.
The camera pans across the street — overturned cars, shattered windows, smoke rising from a small explosion.Andrea walks through it like a ghost.
Her knuckles are wrapped, blood seeping through the tape. Her Cobra Kai jacket is torn at the sleeve. She looks hollow. The rain from the previous night hasn't stopped — it just turned everything gray.
Behind her, Hawk limps slightly, blood on his face, a makeshift knife in his hand. Kenny and Kyler follow with tense eyes, scanning every shadow. Tory keeps her distance, silent, her usual fire gone.
They pass a body — a civilian, not even in a dojo uniform — and Andrea freezes.Her throat tightens. She turns away.
Hawk notices. "Hey… it wasn't us."
Andrea's voice is soft, breaking. "We started it."
Kenny looks around. "Yo, the cops are actually shooting people now. They ain't playin'."
Kyler scoffs nervously. "Yeah? Good luck stopping us."
But his smirk fades fast — distant shouting, gunfire, screaming.
Cut to another street.
Daniel, Chozen, Amanda, Sam, and the Miyagi-Do students are trying to guide civilians to safety.Daniel's voice is hoarse from shouting orders.
"Go! Get inside, now!"
Amanda grabs a terrified kid's hand, pulling him into a store. Sam looks exhausted, her arm still injured but refusing to rest.
Chozen turns — his calm face is gone; his eyes are deadly. "They are everywhere."
Daniel glances around, fear and guilt tearing through him. "We should've ended this before it began…"
Before he can finish — a sound.Rapid footsteps.
A group of armed men — not Cobra Kai, not Miyagi-Do. Regular people with masks and machetes — screaming that they're "cleaning the streets."
They charge.
Chozen steps forward instantly, blocking the first swing, twisting the man's wrist, and sending him crashing into a car. Daniel joins him, countering blows, but there are too many.
One of them swings a knife — it grazes Amanda's shoulder. She screams. Sam rushes forward, grabs a pipe, and hits the attacker in the leg, sending him down.
Daniel yells, "We have to move!"
They retreat, but the world feels smaller and smaller.
Cut back to Cobra Kai.
They hear the police sirens closing in.
Bert and Mitch are guarding the alley behind the dojo, trying to make a barricade out of dumpsters and crates.
Mitch chuckles nervously. "Yo, this is like The Purge out here."
Bert forces a laugh. "Yeah, except we're the ones getting purged."
A cop car screeches to a stop nearby. Two officers get out — shouting.
"DROP THE WEAPONS! NOW!"
Mitch raises his hands. "Yo, we're not—"
A shot rings out.
Mitch's body jerks — he collapses instantly.
Bert screams. "MITCH! NO!"
Another shot. Bert falls backward, eyes wide, motionless.
The cops panic, retreat to their car, speeding off into the smoke — leaving the street silent except for the rain hitting the blood-soaked ground.
Inside the dojo, Hawk hears the shots.He runs outside — stops dead.
He drops to his knees beside them, shaking Mitch's shoulder. "No, no, no… come on, bro—no!"
Andrea appears behind him, her face blank, but when she sees Mitch and Bert — something inside her finally cracks.
Kenny stumbles forward, hands shaking. "They—they shot them, man…"
Tory covers her mouth, whispering, "They were just kids…"
Andrea stares, her voice breaking. "They were family."
Hawk slams his fist into the pavement, screaming until his throat gives out.
Cut to Kreese.
He watches from a building rooftop, cigarette in hand, eyes cold as the chaos unfolds below.Johnny stands beside him, disgust written across his face.
"This isn't a dojo anymore," Johnny says quietly. "This is murder."
Kreese doesn't look at him. "It's survival."
Johnny steps closer, shaking his head. "You said you wanted soldiers. Look around — they're dying. Every damn one of them!"
Kreese turns slowly. "Then maybe they weren't strong enough."
Johnny's jaw tightens. He looks down at the street — sees Andrea holding Hawk back from running into gunfire — and his heart breaks.
"Those kids deserved better than this," Johnny mutters.
Kreese smirks faintly. "They wanted to be fighters. Now they are."
Johnny doesn't reply. He just turns and walks away, disappearing into the rain.
Later that night
Andrea, Hawk, Tory, Kenny, and Kyler bury Mitch and Bert behind the dojo.No words. Just rain.
Andrea kneels down, brushing mud from the graves. "We were supposed to protect each other."
Tory whispers, "We still can."
Andrea's jaw tightens. "No… we can't. Not anymore."
Hawk looks up, eyes red. "What now?"
Andrea looks toward the horizon — sirens still flashing. "Now we finish this."
The camera pans out —the dojo surrounded by smoke, fires in the distance, the sound of sirens and screams.
The voice-over fades in — Daniel's voice, tired and heavy:
"When mercy dies… nothing human survives."