Andrea didn't tell anyone where she was going.
She waited until the apartment was asleep — until even Tom's restless pacing finally stopped — and then she slipped out into the night like a bad habit she couldn't quit.
The warehouse by the river was abandoned.Concrete floors. Rusted beams. The kind of place violence felt natural in.
Tory was already there.
Sitting on a crate, boots planted wide, arms resting on her knees like she'd been waiting all her life.
"You always did hate witnesses," Tory said.
Andrea stopped ten feet away.
"Why are you here."
No greetings. No masks.
Tory smirked. "Straight to business. Good. Johnny would be proud."
Andrea's jaw tightened.
"You don't get to say his name like that."
Tory stood.
"He's all that's left," she said. "Him and me. Cobra Kai is bleeding out, Andrea. And you ran when it needed you."
Andrea laughed coldly. "I left because it was poison."
"And yet," Tory shot back, stepping closer, "you became exactly what it taught you to be."
That hit.
Andrea moved first.
The fight was brutal — fast, vicious, personal.
Andrea slammed Tory into a pillar. Tory kneed her ribs. Andrea twisted, slammed her to the ground, forearm to her throat. They fought like mirrors — same instincts, same rage, same refusal to yield.
"You're slower," Andrea growled.
Tory smiled through blood on her lip. "You're softer."
Andrea flipped her, pinned her, fist raised.
Tory didn't flinch.
"Do it," she whispered. "You know you want to."
Andrea froze.
Her hand shook.
She lowered it slowly.
Tory's breath hitched — and then she broke.
Not screaming.
Not dramatic.
She laughed — cracked, hollow — and covered her face.
"Johnny's gone," she said quietly. "Not dead. Just… done. The world keeps taking everything. And Cobra Kai was all I had left."
Andrea stepped back, chest heaving.
Tory looked up at her, eyes red.
"They want you back," Tory said. "All of them. Miguel. Hawk. Even Robby, whether he admits it or not."
Andrea swallowed.
"Robby wouldn't," she said. "He hated what we became."
Tory tilted her head. "He hated what it did to you."
Silence.
"Hawk never left," Tory continued softly. "Not really. And neither did I."
That hurt worse than any punch.
Tory's eyes hardened.
"Miyagi-Do thinks they won," she said. "Sam thinks she's untouchable. LaRusso thinks he saved the world. Chozen, Amanda — all of them pretending they're clean."
Andrea's blood ran cold.
"I'll kill them myself," Tory said calmly. "Starting with Sam."
Andrea's breath caught.
"You already did half the job," Tory added. "You don't get to walk away now."
Andrea closed her eyes.
She saw it — the violence, the certainty, the way things were simple when she stopped caring.
Her mouth opened.
"I—"
"ANDREA!"
Tom's voice shattered the warehouse.
Lights flared. Footsteps echoed.
Bill.
Gustav.
Georg.
All of them.
Tom stormed toward her, fury and fear colliding in his eyes.
"What the hell are you doing?" he demanded. "Are you trying to destroy yourself?"
Tory scoffed. "You don't know her."
Tom snapped back, "No — but I know when someone's trying to drag her into hell."
Andrea turned on him.
"You followed me."
"Yes," Tom shouted. "Because you disappear when you're about to do something irreversible!"
"You don't get to control me!" she screamed back.
Tory watched, smiling.
"See?" Tory said sweetly. "You'll never be normal with them. You're pretending. With us? You were honest."
Andrea's fists clenched.
She stepped forward.
For one terrifying second — she chose Cobra Kai.
Tom grabbed her arm.
"Look at me," he said desperately. "If you do this, you lose yourself completely. And you know it."
Andrea yanked her arm free.
"You don't understand what it's like to be this broken!"
"No," Tom yelled back. "But I understand choosing not to become a monster!"
Her vision blurred.
Tory leaned in, whispering poison.
"Say yes. Come home."
Andrea stood between two worlds.
Blood on one side.
Love on the other.
Her breath shook.
She looked at Tory.
Then at Tom.
And she didn't say yes.
But she didn't say no either.
She turned away — fists trembling — walking out of the warehouse alone.
Tory laughed softly behind her.
"You'll come back," she called. "You always do."
Tom watched Andrea disappear into the night, heart shattering.
Because next time…
she might choose the darkness on purpose.