Alex sat quietly in his corner, observing his surroundings. A slave auction. Again. He let out a nonchalant sigh and looked out at the buyers, all demons, fallen angels and vampires. He didn't care what he got as a master, because he'd already been through it all in the four short years he'd been a slave, 'Punishment for freedom' they always told him, and he was starting to believe it. He looked at the bidding sheet on his cage, seeing the numbers through the other side. Blank. Of course, always blank.