Johnny walked out of his apart mnt A2. A young Hispanic boy was checking the mail and looked over when the older blond man sat down his bag of trash and locked his door. Johnny picked up the trash and a red tool box and started walking, the boy running after him. "Hey. I'm Miguel. Me and my family just moved into 109." He said with a smile. Johnny didn't turn to look at the boy. "Great more emigrants." He said in a pain tone. Miguel's smile fell. "Actually we're from Riverside." Miguel started up again. "And I was just wondering if you were having trouble with your water pressure." He followed him to the trash cans. "Cause I know our sink is being a little weird right now. Oh bottles go in the blue bin." Miguel said. Johnny just dropped the bag in the trash, the sound of glass shattering followed. "Listen Menudo. I've lived in this s**thole for twenty years. The pipes don't work and the fountain is full of p**s. The only good thing about living here is I don't have to talk to anybody." Johnny said, turning to face him. "So nice knowing ya." He grabbed his toll box and went to walk away. Miguel watched him. "Okay,well. Have a nice day...I guess." He said, voice and face holding confusion. Jonny closed the door and turned on the car. He revved the engine then peeled out of the apartment complex, tires squealing.

Johnny was at the corner store, getting a slice of pizza for dinner "Aren't you gonna wear gloves?" He asked as the clerk grabbed it with his hand . Miguel walked in and asked the clerk where medicine was in Spanish. He replied, Johnny not knowing what either one said. "Can I have that one a plate?" Johnny asked, slightly annoyance showing in his voice. Miguel walked over as the clerk rummaged under the counter looking for a plate. "My grandma isn't feeling well." He said, holding up pepto bismol. Johnny glanced over at him. "Didn't ask." Johnny looked ahead again. "Come on what's Spanish for just give me my d**m slice?" The clerk sat up with a sigh of frustration. He told Miguel something in Spanish then laughed, Miguel pursed his lips together trying not to laugh. "What dose that mean?" He asked. "What did he say?" He looked at Miguel. "You don't want to know." The boy said.  "No, I know it was something bad, just tell me." Johnny replied. The clerk started to ring up the pizza. "He says you have a tiny.." Miguel glanced down. Johnny got snippy with the clerk and walked out with his pizza.

A car pulled into the parking lot, four boys getting out. "Get the light beer this time, got to lose weight for the meet." Kyler told one of his friends as they headed into the corner store. Johnny sat down on the curb and took a bite out of the pizza. "Finish up and beat it." A homeless lady told him. "Excuse me?" Johnny asked, eyes slightly narrowed. "This is my mart. You ain't hustling no coin at my mart." She said sternly, Johnny looked at her in disbelief. "I'm not hustling. I'm not homeless. That's my car"

The door to the store opened, the four guys following Miguel out. "What are you doing?! Way to blow our spot. He thought we were in college dumba**." One said angrily. "I didn't know you guys were trying to buy beer. I'm sorry" Miguel tried to defend himself, backing away from the bigger, stronger guys. Kyler shoved Miguel roughly, sending him off the side walk and into the gravel of the parking lot. He hit roughly rolling some. The took the pepto bismol from him and started teasing him again as he stood up. "Someone has fricking diarrhea." Kyler laughed at him. "Hey we should call him 'Rhea." The boys laughed. Miguel looked at them. "Give it back, dude." He reached for it but Kyler slapped his hand away. "It's for my grandma." Miguel told him with a frown. "It's for your grandma? Oh s**t man I'm sorry. You can have it all." Kyler said, opening it and pouring it over Miguel's head. "Ugh!" He groaned while the others laughed

They started to walk away when Miguel muttered something under his breath. Kyler turned around sharply. "What did you say Rhea?" He asked in a harsh voice. Miguel looked at him, backing up some. "I didn't sat anything." Kyler punched him in the stomach, hard enough to send him straight to his knees. "That's brute, Ky." One of his friends said with a laugh. Miguel got up and tried to get away when they shoved him forward into Johnny's car. Johnny jumped to his feet. "Hey! Watch the car man!" He said, the four looking over at him. "Who's this dude?" A slightly heavy boy of the group said. "Just leave the dork alone." Johnny said, looking at them. "Look at this dude, eating his dinner at the mini mart like a bum." One laughed. They made other smart comments, "Trust me you are p*****g of the wrong guy on the wrong day." Johnny told him. "Is that right?" Kyler asked before shoving him back some. "Get the hell outta here loser." Johnny just looked at him before giving him a kick to the face.

The fight was drawing to a end  Johnny flipped Kyler over his shoulder, knocking the wind out of the boy. "Is that all you got ladies?" Johnny asked, spreading his arms out. "Come on Ky, let's go." One said, helping him up. "Let go of me!" Kyler said, pulling away from him. Kyler lunged at him again but he dodged  and kicked his friend in the face. Johnny had one holding his shirt which he headbutted then turned and hit the one that was coming up behind him. He got Kyler in a choke hold when sirens sounded. "Let the kid go." A office said in a stern voice. The cops moved towards Johnny and pepper sprayed his eyes. Miguel ran forward. "Hey hey hey! It's not his fault!" He called. The hit Johnny over the head, knocking him unconscious.

The next day Johnny pulled up to the apartment complex, after a night in jail. Miguel was waiting, sitting on a bench and looking at his phone. Once he saw Johnny's car he ran over. Johnny got out and looked at the boy. "I just want to say thank you." Miguel said. Johnny started you walk towards his apartment. "Well you said it." His disinterested voice said. "So last night was that jujitsu, tyquendo,  MMA or something?" Miguel asked following him. "It was karate. Old school karate." Johnny replied. "Do you think you couldo teach me?" Miguel asked him. "What? No." He said, opening his mail box. "Come on when school starts those guys are going to make my life miserable." The younger boy tried to reason. Johnny didn't look at him when he spoke. "Not my problem. "
"What?" Miguel stammered out. "But if I knew a little bit of what you know-" Johnny turned to him, cutting him off. "I don't do karate anymore. Plus I need to find a job." Miguel thought for a moment. "You could open your own karate school."
"It's called a dojo."
"You could open your own dojo."
"Listen I'm not getting into this with you." Johnny told him. "All right? I'm not even sure if I'm allowed to be around children right now. You want my advice? Try not be annoying. Maybe you'll get your a** kicked less." Johnny walked to his apartment leaving a defeated and sad Miguel behind. "Okay." The boy said in a low, sad voice as Johnny went into his apartment. 

Johnny was drinking as he pulled into All Valley Sports Center, the place that held the tournament. He went over the gate and looked at the building. A car hit his. He turned around and dropped his bottle. Three girls were inside Yasmine, Moon and Sam. The speed off when Johnny went over to their car. His car was towed to Larusso's cars.

Johnny arrived the next day getting out of the taxi. He had on sunglass and a grey hooded jacket. He walked up to the lady at the counter and was trying to get out quickly.  He was speed walking towards the door when a familiar voice stopped him. "Johnny?" Daniel asked. "Johnny Lawrence. I knew it was you." He said with a smile as he approached him. "Holy..how the hell are ya?" He hugged him. Johnny didn't move. "Hey man." Was all he said. They talked for a little bit, well Daniel talked. Daniel told him to wait that he had something for him. Sam walked in and hugged Daniel. "You gotta be kidding me." Johnny said and turned to walk out. "Hey Johnny wait up." Daniel called and hurried over and gave him a bonzi tree. "Every costumer gets one." He smiled.
Johnny walked out letting the small tree fall to the ground, the pot shattering.

Miguel was taking the trash out and when he turned around Johnny was behind him. Miguel jumped at the suddenness of his appearance. "Are you sure you're ready?" Johnny asked him. "Cause one you go down this path there's no turning back." Miguel looked shocked. "You're gonna be my karate teacher?"
"No." Johnny said. "I'm gonna be your sensei." Miguel smiled some. "I'm gonna teach you a style of karate your generation desperately needs. I'm not only going to show you how to conquer your fears but to awaken the snake with in. Once you okay that, you'll be the one who's feared. You'll learn strength. You'll learn discipline and when the times right you'll strike back."