The Seven Kings

From the outside, it might seem like the city of London was under the complete control of the Prime Minister, of the Government and the politicians. The city so old and beautiful with its dark winding streets, old looming buildings and the history that filled every gap, was ruled by a democracy. But that was not the truth, but merely a façade.
The officials, the police forces and ministers and politicians were bound in a tight web, controlled meticulously, like marionettes, being played by a puppeteer. Behind them in the shadows, pulling the strings and making them dance to the tact of their music: the seven kings and the clans that writhed in the dark, fighting an endless war for power.
So when they learned of strays, humans that were actually born with extraordinary powers and capabilities, they went wild, seeing an advantage against the others. A mass hunting for rainbow eyes and hair started, they searched for people with sharper teeth and split tongues, for the people with violet eyes and green hair, the people who stuck out of a crowd.

And then the black markets caught on, the smugglers and creepers who dealt with any dark wish a person could think of. Sensing a profitable business, the stray hunting spread, and smugglers would kidnap strays, adults and even children and babies, selling them at auctions for thousands, millions of pounds, depending on the power the stray possessed. And so, we became endangered, hunted and we started to live in constant fear.

Red is a thief, a criminal and a stray. How many disadvantages can one person have? She starts to slip into the world of the Seven Kings by doing jobs for them. Little does she know that she will catch the attention of the last King, the most reclusive and said to be the most powerful. The Seventh King, King of the night and in control of Londons central territories. How will she escape his claws, and does she even want to? Not that he would let her, seeing as she holds the greatest secret of all.