King Cobra

King is my name. Not my real name. My parents abandoned me on the streets when I was 5. I survived on scraps of food and dumpster diving. I never got to go to school. I cant read or add or subtract or anything. Now i am 18 and Im live in New York. I still dont have a home but i live with a gang called the Cobra's. Its a group of boys around my age that depend on crime to survive. We steal food and money to get all we have. Its not like we want to but we do it to survive. Then we meet this girl. Around 17, obviously rich, went to school, was well taken care of. But she was wandering around in the bad side of New York crying. The Cobra's side of New York. By now i am the gang leader and everyone calls me King Cobra. We kidnapp the girl to hold her for ransom. But she was not like the weak girl we thought she was. She was strong and athletic and smart and had keen hearing. She heard everything which caused her to know everything, and she was trouble. Meet Queen Viper.