Evil people make me nervous.

Rebecca wasn't fond of doing her father's jobs for him. She wanted him to teach her properly. But Aurors had been spotted in the area recently and her father just couldn't get caught. He'd get the Dementors kiss. He was an escaped prisoner who was being harbored by Rebecca and Jeremy Knight.

She was seventeen and she decided she wanted to apparate to Knockturn Alley since she had to do her father's job after all. So she apparated into the alley. She wasn't yet a Death Eater, but anyone who could see her knew whom her father was. The Death Eaters looked her up and down like perverts as she walked by them with her wand hidden in her hand. She was just about to walk into a store when she heard a voice behind her. She turned around and the first thing she spotted was the Dark Mark. She smirked.

She realized she was trying to walk into a Death Eater only store as she felt an arm grip her shoulder from behind.

Colten was bored. Quite frankly, he never thought he would be in this state till he was a man on his death bed, with white hair nearly sticking to his roots while watching the sun rise and set all the same. Yet there he was, young as ever, feeling empty. Sure he had his time spent admiring his beautifully sadistic collection of girls in his basement, their beauty never fading yet Colten wanted more excitement, and he thought being a death eater would bring that--he thought wrong.

He went for a quick stroll around Knockturn, eyeing people whom he knew through the Dark Lord himself but he kept a low-profile. He didn't exactly want any of these men's attention. He was strong yes, but it was only to an extent.

Colten was about to head inside Borgin and Burkes till he caught a flash of blonde hair, the person wearing the hood immediately bumping into him as he on instinct grabbed her arm a bit harsh before his cold eyes stared at her soft brown ones.

"Is this place safe for a beauty as young as yourself to stroll around like it was Diagon Alley?"

Rebecca moved her blonde hair out of her face as the man stared at her. She smirked at him as she stared back into his cold dark eyes. She swiftly tugged at her arm trying to take it out of his grasp, but she could see his mark clearly. His sleeve was pulled up slightly.

"I don't suppose it would be safe to stroll around in, but I have some errands to do for my father. But I can see how jumping on young woman makes the older men feel more attached to the world," she replied watching him.

Colten arched his eyebrows as a smirk formed his lips, "Jumped you say? But m'dear you bumped into me." He let go of her before getting inside Borgin and Burkes. Honestly? If he was a father he wouldn't have to let his daughter do such tasks, but he supposed it was a bit safe now a days, considering the fact that the Ministry has took it in them to let aurors come in the alley for strolls once in awhile.

He got inside the shop and gave it a quick scan, pulling his sleeve lower just so his mark won't be shown. It was a bit too dangerous. "Borgin, my collection, please." He said rather bluntly as he scanned through the store, seeing the old man exit as he wondered when the lass was going to show up. It seemed like she was going to head in here anyway.

"Well maybe jumped wasn't the best choice in words than," she said smirking at him. She watched him enter the shop and headed in behind him. It was fairly true. Not a lot of fathers would do that to their daughters. But it was safer for a Death Eater. If they saw a young woman they wouldn't think anything of it.

She headed inside of the shop and made her way right towards the skulls and sorts. She looked at them curiously before walking towards the counter. She watched the man who had grabbed her arm.

"I saw it before you know," she said motioning to his arm a bit nervously.

The man continued examining the shop lazily as he held a shrunken head, tossing it around as he heard a familiar voice from behind him. Turning around seeing the girl he saw earlier, he smirked. Now wasn't this downright inviting. This girl seemed to want to get into trouble.

He placed the shrunken head back to where it originally was and strode towards the younger girl, placing his index finger below her chin, raising her head up as he smirked. "And? What of it? Look at you, being brave to venture in such dangerous territory. Don't think a mark like this would scare you off, or would it?" He pulled his hand away and smirked, waiting for the girl's reply.

She watched the man as she stepped closer. Borgin was in the back room so she had to wait for him to come back. She was right behind him down or technically in front of him since he had turned to face her. She smirked back at him.

As he strode towards her she watched him. She was curious and his finger went to her chin raising her head. She looked straight into his eyes than. His finger left her chin, but she still held his eyes locked on hers. She smirked. "Well I know what you are. It hasn't scared me off yet. So why would it now?" she asked raising her brow. She'd seen Death Eaters before, but it was pureblood meetings. And they couldn't really completely be themselves at the meetings. But they could outside of meetings and for all she knew he would torture her.