Saga had been kidnapped. Of all people, he had been kidnapped. And he had been kidnapped by pirates! How on earth had this happened? If his blasted father hadn't angered him, he wouldn't have swam away and he wouldn't be in this situation! It wasn't his fault. No, Saga refused to admit that it was his own fault. To him, nothing was ever his fault, no matter how much it may have been. He had grown up in the lap of luxury, his parents had provided everything and anything he ever needed or wanted. He had also always had someone to back him up, he was the top of the food chain in his school in Atlantis and someone was always protecting him. Now, however, without all his cronies to back him up and without his reputation, he was just a scared boy. He was kept in the captain's cabin - or well, the room right next to it, but the only way to enter it was by walking through the captain's room. His room had the bare necessities, a big tub full of water, a wardrobe and a bed. Saga was perched on the bed, his long, purple hair in a pile next to him. He was in his human form - something that could only happen when he was out of water and would only be triggered if he was in trouble. It was a power he got from the bracelet he had around his wrist, it consisted of 3 pearls, ones that changed color and told him how long he had before he reverted back to his mermaid form. It was a bracelet all of the mer-people of Atlantis had and it only allowed the mermaids and mermen to stay in that mode for a few days at most before they went back to being a mermaid. The 20 year old sat there, his golden eyes glaring at the wall across from him. He was starting to get restless. "Come on! Let me out of here!"