"... and that was One Republic and their brand new smash hit Counting Stars! Wow! What a song! Now later up in the segment we have..."

Steve only half listened to the radio as he raced along the lonely road in his Mercury. It was a beautiful summer's day on the island of Oahu and Steve was taking a Sunday drive staring out at the vast ocean to his right. It was somehow the most calming and the most exciting view he had ever seen. He absolutely loved every little thing about his home. There was no way it could become any more beautiful.

He froze. His eyes glued to the waves a kilometre away.

He had seen something. And suddenly there it was again. Easily the most incredible sight he had ever seen. A figure out in the distance was riding a wave three times its size. It moved with such grace and agility it was hard to believe that he wasn't dreaming.

The figure disappeared inside the tunnel of the wave and Steve waited anxiously for it to reappear- his eyes fixed on the wave. After what seemed like hours the figure emerged and Steve let out a sigh of relief. He had been afraid that the wave would swallow the tiny figure. He watched and smiled as the figure did a small dance and jumped off their board in jubilation before resurfacing and paddling out further into the waves.

Steve returned his attention to the road ahead of him just in time to see the black SUV ramming into the side of his Mercury from a small side road to his left. He gasped and everything seemed to move in slow motion. His car flipped and rolled down the steep embankment towards the beach. He felt himself being thrown from side to side and heard the sickening crack of a bone breaking.

By the time his car halted, his head was throbbing. He could taste the metallic bitterness of blood in his mouth. He looked around up and saw the black SUV on the road at the top of the embankment. There were two men in suits standing beside it speaking into a radio.

He made eye contact with the first and realised this way no ordinary accident. The man shouted something that Steve couldn't hear over the ringing in his ears and the two men started making their way down the steep embankment towards Steve. He recognised the weapons in their hands as AK-47's.

He had to get out of there! But he couldn't run and could barely think in his state. When he looked at his phone he saw is destroyed and lying in pieces on the floor of the passenger seat. There was only one thing he could do- the surfer!

He opened his crumbling door and fell out of the car onto the sandy beach. Looking up, he saw the two men approaching. Stumbling and limping, he desperately made his way down the beach and towards the figure emerging from the waves. They had seen the accident!

He collapsed before the rising tide and let out a breathless rush of words to the approaching figure.

"HELP! They're.. they're gonna.. just help!"

The figure leaned down and he saw the biggest hazel eyes he had ever seen. They were perched on lightly freckled cheeks and framed by a curtain of long blonde hair. She was beautiful. Steve became captivated in the deep hazel pools that seemed to be asking him questions in a huge rush. Despite his state he smiled up at the woman who was becoming increasingly worried. She kept firing off questions at him. But he never heard her.

Suddenly she was yanked away from him and roughly thrown across the sand. Steve remembered- the two men! One grabbed him and he tried to struggle against the strong hands holding him. The other lowered a gun to his face and said something in another language. As he smiled an evil, crooked smile he was hit with a roundhouse kick as powerful as a hammer to the face and dropped like a stone. The man released his grip on Steve and he fell to the sand- his broken leg not able to support him. Through half conscious eyes he watched the surfer tackle the man to the ground and struggle with him before she knocked him out cold with a vicious elbow to the nose.

Despite himself- Steve smiled. This woman was way tougher than she looked. She rushed over to him and started hurriedly speaking to him and reassuring him. It was the last thing he saw before he blacked out.