YAY, four chapters! A Big THANK YOU to all of the reveiwers, and I'm sorry it took so long to get this chapter out.

Disclaimer: I don't own Newsies, or any of the charecters from Newsies. Puck belongs to Puck Higgins, and Kid Snitch, belongs to Kid Snitch. The rest are mine.

Chapter 3

Cobra flew down the streets until he crossed the Harlem/Sugar Hill border, then he slowed his pace and got watchful, making sure he wasn't seen by any of Jersey's goons. Suddenly he ducked into a small, decrepit building.

He stopped once he was inside, so his eyes could adjust to the dim light, and his lungs to the heavy smoke, then he scanned the building till his eyes rested on one of Jersey's goons.

Cobra strode over to over to him and slammed his dagger into the wooden table top, making the goon choke on his drink.

He waited until he was done choking and then grabbed him by the front of the shirt and dragged him to a backroom that he knew about. The goon protested violently but couldn't do much about.

"Where's Jersey?" Cobra hissed, his voice cold as ice.

The goon trembled and shook his head, "I, I don't know."

Cobra narrowed his eyes and held his dagger up to the goon's throat,

"Well when you see him, tell him that he's not getting those two 'Hatten boys, I don't care if he closes the border and declares WAR, I'm not giving them up."

With that he let go of the goon, put his dagger back into it's sheath and stalked out, heading back into Sugar Hill.

Back at the lodging house, David and the now awake Specs, were being treated like kings, so to speak, Olaf had taken a personal liking to David and was trying to get him to understand Norwegian, since Olaf spoke very little English. Bouncer and Tic were showing their fantastic book collection to Specs and Willow watched over everything.

Kid Snitch had heard about a fight going on in Queens, and had snuck off to see if she could get involved in it. Cobra would have had a fit and she knew it. She enjoyed antagonizing him and he enjoyed fussing over her.

David looked down at Olaf in confusion and then glanced up at Willow,

"Can you tell me what he's saying?" He asked motioning to Olaf.

Willow laughed, "Bouncer, Tic and Cobra, are the only ones that that speak that language."

Davey's eyebrows arched, but flinched since it hurt to make many facial movements.

"And what language is that?"

One of Cobra's spies, Seal, laughed from the corner where he was sitting.

"Nobody really knows, Cobra and his brothers are kinda a walking secret. No one know where they come from, who they are, or anything."

Seal threw a small piece of sharpened metal across the room at a dart board. It hit the bull's-eye, causing Specs jump since he was standing right next to the board, and made Willow glare at Seal disapprovingly.

"How many times has Cobra told you to stop throwing sharp objects across peopled areas, Seal? And how many times have I told you to quit telling people that, 'mystery', line?" Willow snapped.

Seal grinned and pushed his sandy brown hair out of his light blue eyes,

"Well, I guess I haven't been told enough times, huh?"

Willow snorted and stalked up to him, grabbed him by the front of the shirt and propelled him to the door.

"Get a life, Seal!" She yelled at him has he took off down the street, due to Willow chucking rocks at him.

Willow turned back and walked over to David.

"Has your arm stopped bleeding yet?" She asked, while examining a massive bruise on his cheek. David flinched and looked under the piece of cloth covering a long, deep, cut on his forearm.

"Yeah, it's stopped a little. Ow. My mom's going to have a fit when she sees me." He muttered.

Willow looked at him curiously,

"You have a mom? Well there's a good chance she won't be seeing you for a long time."

David paled. "What do you mean by that, OW!" Willow had put some ice on David's face, and had pressed to hard.

"Sorry." She laughed a bit. "Well, Jersey closed Harlem's border's until Cobra hands you two over to him. But don't worry, he won't."

Specs, who wasn't has hurt as David, glanced up from a book he was looking through, compliments of Tic.

"But why won't he? He has no reason to keep us, does he?"

A black haired, black eyed slender boy dropped from the beam above them, where he had been sitting. He gave a slight smile.

"You don't know Cobra, he'll keep you, just to make Jersey mad, that's what he wants, to make him mad."

Little Olaf walked up to Fiend and shoved him in the chest,

"Hvordan mange ganger gjør Cobra forteller De, slutte falle fra taket ??!!" (How many times does Cobra have to tell you, to stop dropping from the ceiling) he shouted.

Cobra walked in at that moment, picked Olaf up by the suspenders and hauled him outside. Suddenly Cobra bellowed from outside.

"Fiend! Get out here, NOW!!"

Willow snickered and Fiend paled, then he went outside slowly. A few minutes later the three of them came back in, Olaf beaming, Fiend looking depressed, and Cobra's face was expressionless, his gaze sweeping the room.

"Where is she? If I find out that she left, I'll kill her." He thought.

Cobra turned to Puck, who had come out of the girls area, looking much more refreshed, and had her usual smile on her face, which brightened the room when she came in.

"Puck. Come here." Cobra said sitting down in a chair. Puck came over, nodding at Dave and Specs as she passed them.

"Yeah, Cobra?" She asked, taking the chair that he offered.

Cobra began casually setting up a checker board, Willow frowned and went over, drawing up a chair too. Pretty soon most of the boarding house was at the table, watching. Cobra started the conversation, with an opening move.

"So, Puck, do you know where Snitch is?" He moved his man on square 24, to square 19.

Puck chewed her lip.

"I didn't know that she had come back yet." She replied, moving her man on 10, to 14.

The air grew tense, Dave could feel it, but he wasn't sure what was going on. However he found a checkers game refreshing, he had tried once to get Jack to play, but Jack never had understood it.

Cobra contemplated a move,

"You didn't?"

He moved from 22 to 18, and sat back, thinking out the game. Puck studied the board, as if it was going to give her the answer's she needed.

She was getting flustered and she moved from 12 to 16, giving Cobra a jump, which he took, placing his man from 19, on 12.

"No Cobra, I, I was asleep." she said, her eyes darting over the board, looking for a weakness in his game, but knowing she would find none. The air grew even heavier, no one was breathing, it seemed.

"Hmmm, your move Puck." Was all Cobra said, he didn't need to say much, he could see her sweating already.

Puck quivered and moved from 11 to 16.

Cobra half smiled, the game went on in silence for a while, before Puck finally broke.

She was losing badly, Cobra had seven men to her two, well, now one, for he had just jumped her.

"OK, I know where she went!" Puck said. Cobra paused in the middle of a move and nodded.

"Yes, I'm listening." He replied quietly, setting his king down with a click.

Puck sighed and moved her man into a corner,

"She heard about a fight over in Queens, and went to see if she could get involved."

Cobra nodded again, and moved his king in, trapping her man. The game was over and Cobra had gotten what he wanted. Puck and Willow stepped outside to get some air, and everyone else went back to what they were doing before, no one seemed bothered, except David and Specs. David needed answers, so he grabbed the first person to walk by him, which happened to be October, Cobra's top spy.

"What was that all about?" David asked, looking at October's gentle face. October smiled softly and lead David back to the boy's sleeping area. He motioned to a bunk, and sat down on the one across from it.

"Ok, David, your going to be here for a while, I think, so you should know about Cobra. Well, at least what I know about him. Cobra doesn't use force or pain, or anything like that to get what he wants from us, he uses his mind. Now other people, like his enemies, he'll use force, but not with us. He's funny that way."

October got up and rounded up some blankets for Davy's bunk. He came back to the bunks and handed the blankets to David, before sitting back down.

"Cobra's smart, all the brothers are, educated smart. They came from a good family, or so I've heard." David looked confused.

"Well, then how'd they get to be here?" Davey asked, looking October in the eyes.

He shrugged.

"Nobody knows the answer to that question, David." October stood up, "Come on, my nose tells me that Willow has cooked up a culinary miracle."