I'M IN COBRA KAI BUT NOT EXACTLY

My name? Gabriel Silver. At 26 years old, life seemed like a burden to me. After an exhausting day at work, I was driving home, caught up in bitter thoughts about the dull routine that consumed me. I stopped at the traffic light, oblivious to the fate that awaited me.

Suddenly, there was a loud crash. An out-of-control truck came out of nowhere, hitting my car with the force of a hurricane. I was thrown into a gas station, and the impact... an explosion. The pain was excruciating, a wave of fire and agony that engulfed me completely.

Then, the darkness.

When I opened my eyes, my headache was excruciating. Where was I? Terror filled me. A strange apartment, with no windows, only a few pieces of furniture and personal belongings. Was I the victim of a nightmare? Or worse, a real nightmare? Organ thieves? The idea terrified me.

I stood up, my legs shaking, trying to understand how I had ended up there. Where was I? Who had taken me to that place?

In the room, a bed, a fridge, a TV, a notebook... and a letter. A lonely note on the table, as if it was waiting for me.

With shaking hands, I took the letter and opened it.

"Dear Gabriel," the handwriting was unfamiliar, "you must be wondering where you are. Tired of your complaints about life being a mess, about how everyone annoyed you, I sent you to a place where you will have a new beginning. You are in the body of your younger self, with capabilities beyond the ordinary. Discover how far this new body can take you, and use it wisely in this world. I hope that in this life you live to the fullest."

Signed: God.

A shock ran through my body. I... I was sent to another world? The penny dropped slowly, like a time bomb. At first, disbelief, doubt. But little by little, the penny dropped. Was it real?

"HAHAHA! THAT'S IT! I was more than tired of that boring and dull life. What will this world be like? Where am I?", I thought, with a mixture of excitement and apprehension.

Adrenaline flooded me. "Okay, let's calm down," I took a deep breath. "I'm in another world, but which one? The Walking Dead? Supernatural?" I scanned the room. It was a normal place, with ordinary furniture, nothing fantastic. "This world is real... I am flesh and blood, I am not in a cartoon."

Doubt gnawed at me. "Am I in Marvel?" The only way to find out was to do some research. "I need to know where I am, what kind of world this is."

I opened the notebook and the first thing I saw was the date: 2007.

Three hours of internet research...

"First of all, it's 2007... Interesting," I muttered. "I look like I'm 14 or 15, my body is the same as in my past life, except for a scar on my forehead... I've always had it, since I was a child, when I had an accident and fell head first into the corner of a steel sink."

Little by little, the information began to fit together like a puzzle. "The world I'm in is Cobra Kai..."

Confirmation came in a flash. "How do I know? Larusso Auto... When I was researching the area, I saw that Larusso's dealership is very successful around here, several ads for it appeared. It seems to be around the same time as the series... Which tells me that this world is probably around the same time as Cobra Kai starts, or maybe a little earlier..."

But there was something else. "I saw a place called Mystic Falls..." I thought, frowning. "And I'm pretty sure that place is the main town in the Vampire Diaries series..."

Confusion washed over me. "Am I in a shared world? In 2007? How can such different worlds coexist in the same world?"

I continued researching, trying to find answers to my questions. "I saw that the old Hotmail was up there, it wasn't called Outlook yet... I opened it and saw that my old account was saved there..."

"Man, what a confusing world..." I thought, massaging my temples. "But I'm getting excited about it all, being in a new world, being my young self... With a body that has the potential to... I don't know, but I'll find out!"

Excitement overcame me. "I'm going to live my life to the fullest this time... No regrets about anything."

Another 30 minutes of searching through emails...

"I have a bank account... I have about $25,000, that's good, I'm not totally broke..."

Information about my new life began to surface. "It seems my parents died in a murder... It says here that they both died at home... In the early hours of the morning..."

The penny dropped like a bucket of cold water. "This body existed in this world and had a life before all this... He was transferred to ALL WORTH school..."

With each new piece of information, more questions arose. "How do I know about my parents? There's a detailed account here of how they died... It seems that this body of mine was also there on the day of their death..."

A shiver ran down my spine. "I need to read that report."

Police report

On 09/16/2007, a murder occurred at the address ... at 3:00 AM on a rainy day...

Apparently, a killer broke into the residents' home and killed them, but they were never found. There was no evidence to prove the killer used any kind of weapon to kill the 39-year-old man and woman, but bite marks were found on the couple's necks and footprints were found in the couple's backyard... both bodies were dry... almost as if they had been sucked to death...

The only ones in that house that day were the father: named Josef Roman and the mother named Marie Filessia and their 14 year old teenage son... Clark Oliver Fillesia.

The boy was shocked by all of this... But after a while he became filled with hatred... He clenched his hands tightly and looked extremely angry. I hope this boy doesn't try to get revenge or something...

Unfortunately for the boy... He has no uncles, aunts or grandparents, the only family he has left is himself...

In the event of his death, his parents left a will stating that their son was capable of living on his own and also left an inheritance of $25,000 for the boy to live on for a while.

End of report....

So this body's name is Clark... Since there are bank accounts and also identity, I'll have to use that name from now on. It's not a bad name, but it'll take some getting used to.

This report explained a lot of things to me... But I also have mixed feelings about it... Even though I don't know this boy's parents... I feel their anger... Especially towards the thing that killed his parents.

"It seems to me that he saw his parents being killed... But I have no memories of that, only anger..."

A lump formed in my throat. The anger at that boy, Clark, was palpable. I could feel it inside me, as if it were my own. But the memories...the memories were blocked, like a dark secret.

"It looks" like school starts next week...

"I need to get ready by then, so I can't just sit around..."

Clark Oliver Fillesia's new life had begun. A world of mysteries, dangers and opportunities. A world where he would have the chance to start over, to be different, to live without regrets. But first, he needed to unravel the secrets of the past and prepare for the future.

And the first battle would be to control the anger that consumed him.