Putting my own spin on things, not everything in this will be the same as the show and I'll add in some things of my own but I'll keep most things the same. Conversations, I'll try and keep them as much like the show as I can. If you don't want to read more I understand, just don't say I didn't warn you..

Alex.

I don't remember much from when I blacked out. All I remember is waking up in an unknown room. The bright lights hurt my eyes for only a moment before they recovered and I looked around panicked. My eyes settled down and the blur was now gone. I looked over and saw a man standing with his arms crossed looking at me.

"Evening Alex. It is Alex right? Never Alexandra." He said, his face hard. How did he know my name? I stared at him briefly, giving him the once over.

"Who are you? Where am I?" I asked my breathing getting heavier, as I started to panic.

"Well you're not in prison anymore. You're not even in Michigan although we're the only ones that know that." He picked up the chair and began moving across the room. " Your death was offically ruled a suicide by the prison coroner on November 1st. Your ashes are stored right here." He told me pointing to the piece of paper he placed on the bed.

"My name is Michael. I work for the government. We've decided to give you a second chance." I stared at him. Confused.

"Why? Why me?" I sneered squinting my eyes at him.

He took in a breath. "Because you're a young attractive white female with virtually no personal ties or paper trail. Now those do exist but they're hard to come by. What really grabbed our attention though is how you managed to kill a criminal we were about to take out."

Jumping from the bed I tried to make a run for it but he grabbed my arm dragging me back and onto the floor, twisting my wrist. "His name was Kyle by the way, he was part of a smuggling ring. Stand and your wrist breaks." He told me twisting it a little more.

"I didn't kill no one, it was Ronnie." I protested. I knew I didn't do it.

"Your boyfriend's body was found next to his apartment, dead from an overdose. No one showed up to his funeral either." He pushed my wrist a bit before letting it go and I fell forward before jumping onto the bed and pulling my knees into my chest.

"Your life is over Alex. I'm here to offer you a new one. But you have to be willing to earn it." He stared at me. I took a deep breath.

"What do I gotta do?" I asked. He looked up at me.

"Learn. How not to sound like a teen meth whore for starters. Learn how to stand up straight." He said standing up from the bed.

"Learn how to walk right, learn how to talk right. Learn how to serve your country, instead of just yourself." He knocked on the door and a man opened it before he stepped outside and shut the door behind him. I stared where he had stood, shaking.

Getting dressed I heard the door click and turned to see Michael standing there, a small smirk on his lips. I just shrugged my jacket on and walked out the door in front of him

We walked down hallways finally opening a door and stepping out. He put his hand on my shoulder guiding me straight as I looked out the others.

We stopped at again. I took a step down the small stairs. People were fighting one another, boxing dummies. Staring around nervously.

...

I carried my tray through the small cafeteria sort place. Sitting down at an empty table I played with the food. I felt someone sit down in front of me but they stayed silent.

"What?" I asked before looking up to see a girl smirking at me.

"What are you looking at bitch." I hissed through gritted teeth. I really wasn't in the mood for this.

"You're gonna die in here." She whispered in a harsh way. I threw the tray at her and we both stood. I picked up the fork and thrust it in her direction. A guy came over and grabbed her pulling her down. Telling her to calm down, that they watch us when we eat.

"You should put that down." He told me. I stared at him for a little while longer before I dropped it and sat down.

"Wanna tell us your name?" He asked after explaining how long he and Jaden had been here for. That's her name, Jaden.

"Alex. " I heard a man's voice call. I turned to see a man in a suit. "Amanda's ready to see you." He said. I nodded before standing up and making my way towards him.

I walked into the room, there was music playing. I called out for someone but nobody answered.

Seeing a red dress on a mannequin I made my way over, running my hands over the dress.

"Go ahead Alex try it on, you'll find it fits perfectly." I heard a woman's voice behind me.

"I don't wear stuff like this." She leant her head to the side.

"As a style choice or because you're not used to it?" She asked and I almost laughed at her.

"Because it's ugly." I told her. She didn't even flinch.

"And you're beautiful, Michael was right about that." She told me. Beautiful? I thought I was the meth whore.

"So what, you're the one who's supposed to teach me to walk and talk, chew with my mouth closed?" I asked.

"My name is Amanda and I'm the one who is going to show you to embrace your beauty." She held her hands together smiling at me. Something didn't seem right about her. I couldn't put my finger on it.

"And use it to your advantage, your journey begins right here, in this chair."

"I'm not smearing that crap on my face."

"It's not like this'll be the first time you reinvented yourself Alex, we're all very impressed with your accent." She spoke some Ukranian, talking about butterfly tattoo. How could they know?

"How?" I asked turning around.

"Well based on your age now and taking into account the five years or so you would have to take to lose your accent, it wasn't hard to answer the question, what kind of 14 year old Ukranian girl purchases a forged identity? Someone who was brought here against her will on a boat, with many other girls, just like her."

"Not like me. I escaped."

"Your captors yes, but not the junk they hooked you on. You're a survivor Alex, you made it through hell you'll make it through this. All I'm here for her is to show you, you don't have to be hard to survive. Sometime vunerability is our greatest weapon."

...

I was now at training. I just sat down beside Jaden, ready for her big mouth to start spewing crap.

"Aww look, all cleaned up. You know they say Amanda can pretty up a pig." She sneered. I chuckled.

"You should go see her then."

Thom made his way over and sat next to me. He seemed stressed. Probably about his first mission.

They started arguing about him not telling her information about his mission.

"I'm just jealous you get to smoke someone." My head snapped towards her. She sniggered. I turned to Thom.

"What are we here for. Really."

"At least half our missions are counter intel, deep cover infiltrations, stealing-" I cut him off.

"And the other half?"

"You're here to kill for the man honey." Jaden sneered next to me.

...

Typing away at the computer I decided it was time to contact her.

Alex: Nice job, Ms. Legendary.

Nikita: Log off now.

Alex: Chill Sensai, Escape attempt sealed the deal. Just like you said. They suspect nothing.

Nikita: They will. Never forget what I taught you. LOG OFF.

I smirked at the computer screen before I heard shoes behind me. I exited the conversation and leaned back in my seat, turning my head to see Michael.

"I'm never gonna get this." I told him. He nodded.

"Someone else told me that once. She was wrong too. Remember you're just getting started."

He walked off down the hall and I smirked again.

"Damn right."...

So...so far it's pretty much exactly like the first episode but I just need to get it started and use their storyline before I add my own spin to it.

I own nothing at all, just using it for my weird imagination..