Alexa Vance had sat with her legs pulled close to her body.  Every inch of her skin itched with salt from the ocean.  The cage was cramped and uncomfortable, the metal bars she was leaning against hard against her back.  She was livid with anger but she had kept quiet.  Not because she wanted to.  Oh, she wanted to scream, but she knew how futile it was.  She had heard the stories in her travels of women being kidnapped and she had never once thought it would happen to her.  She ran a nervous hand through her salt crusted hair.  Yuck.  What she wouldn't give for a bath.  She loved the sea and the dangerous rush it provided but afterwards, she liked to be clean.  Inside she was freaking out but she wasn't going to cry, she was going to wait.  There had to be an opportunity to escape...she hoped.<br/><br/>The last thing Alex remembered was she was on the beach in Oahu and she was watching the waves.  Dressed in her bikini with a t-shirt and shorts on and her water shoes, she had grabbed her board and made for the water, clothes and all.  She didn't want to miss the beautiful waves making their way to shore.  She was riding one and fell suddenly.  No biggie, happens all the time, except she couldn't remember anything past that and she woke up in a cage.<br/><br/>Alex had seen the other girls, some fierce some not so much.  One girl gave her concern.  The girl was overly quiet.  Not a single sound.  Alex shook her head and wondered how long she was going to be in this damned cage.  She didn't have to wait long, as men came and opened her cage.  Instinct made her struggle against them, her fist connecting with one guy, but she was in an awkward position and they just forced her face to the floor and clapped something around her neck.  Panic surged through her and she kicked out.  A hand wound in her hair and pulled sharply, the pain making her stop.<br/><br/>"Mr. White won't appreciate it if we mark you before things get started, but we will hurt you if you continue like this," the guard said.<br/><br/>Alex let them haul her to her feet and march her out the door.  The man thankfully released the painful hold on her hair before the sunlight hit her eyes and she blinked.  She knew they were on a boat, but a yacht?  She was pushed into line with the other girls and she stood by silently.  The one known as Mr. White spoke and what he had to say, while scary as hell, royally pissed her off.  "Are you fucking kidding me," she muttered.<br/><br/>One girl didn't take to kindly to all this and she managed to have it out with one of the hunters, if he was one.  He certainly liked to dress.  She could feel the warmth of the sun and she peered over at the ocean.  Beautiful and calm.  It seemed to calm her to.  She needed to think.  She was thinking of going overboard like the girl when the horrid thing around their neck were explained.<em>Damn, this shit just gets worse all the time.  What the fuck.</em>She watched as the girls began to dive over the side, seeking the island and their survival.<br/><br/>Alex paused at the railing and her eyes narrowed as she tried to memorize each and everyone of the hunters' faces.  She swore to herself that if she got even half the chance, she was going to take out a few of them.  The wind blew her hair into her face and she shook it away.  She stood on the railing and then looked back at all of them and defiantly gave them the finger, before diving into the crystal blue.  The water crested over her body, the familiar chill and then the easing warmth as her body cut through the depths.  She swam for a long time beneath the surface,before coming up.  The other girls were quickly making their own way to shore, like mermaids at play.  She looked back at the yacht.  An idea began to form in her head and she smiled to herself.  She'd play there game for now, but sooner or later, she was going to find a way.<br/><br/>Swimming in smooth long strokes, she reached the shore and walked onto the beach.  She didn't set out right away, she just sat on the beach and stared out at the ocean as if it would give her answers.  She turned her head and saw the quiet girl and some others.  This situation was so weird.  She wondered if they should help each other or would it slow things down.  Ugh, more salt.  Alex would be happy if she could just have a bucket of clean water.<br/><br/><br/>