Why are you doing this? [Death Eaters]

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Pepijn was scared, no frightened. He had no idea why but he was taken away from the hospital by these two men. The unknowing made him fear the worst. What did these men want of him? Money? Or something else? The apparating went quick and he found himself in a place he has never been before. As the man who had grabbed him, pushed him to the front, Pep lost his balance and fell with his knees on the ground. Perhaps it was because he still was a little dizzy from the sudden apparation because he also had quite a hard time with getting up again. Feeling slightly sick, he managed to push himself up again before one of the men would pull him up with force. His trousers were damaged and his knees were bleeding, but he had no wand to fix this. No way to go to.

As he stood up again, he looked at the two men, refusing to walk. “W-why a-are you d-do-doing t-this? T-tell m-me w-w-what you w-want, I-I am sure t-t-th-here is a-a-anoth-ther w-way. P-please l-let me go.” He managed to bring out still with a shaking voice that was obviously filled with fear. His mother was waiting for him to return, he could not let her wait much longer. She will freak out if he would not let her know where he was. There was just a little more needed or else he might start developing tears. Yet he desperately wished that he could stand his ground. Then again, who was he, there were two armed men against him and he was wandless. He was not strong like Jason who could either have talked or fought his way out of this. Knowing that made him feel miserable, he was nothing just a weak coward who could not even stand up for himself. That all made him doubt even more what tha men wanted of him. They could not be aurors or hitwizards because Pepijn haven’t done anything against the law.

[James Dillion Halsey]

James really felt sorry for the guy, he really did, at this point he wished he would have grabbed the other healer. The guy was already in tears and freaking out, James shook his head, how was this guy even still alive? They just lasted through one war, and this guy was in the forest crying. He couldn't help but be annoyed, how did this guy last this long? "I want you to walk, we were sent to get a healer, you are a healer. So I'm going to ask you to turn around and shut up...and stop crying." James didn't understand what this guy's issue was, it wasn't like they hurt him really. They hadn't even threaten him yet! Well, not really.

Looking at Rowan, "I think we could have done better, this guys a mess and we haven't even touched him." James didn't know if bringing this guy back was a good idea anymore, because this guy was a mess. Sighing and hanging his head, "Can we just get rid of him? This guy is useless." James spoke clearly, not even bothering to quiet his voice around the healer. "Healer, what's your name?" James finally asked, walking towards the house, at least they'd know something.

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Rowan could help but sneer as he watched the healer hit the floor infront of him, it was truly pathetic how the man was pretty much begging for his life when James and himself had barely even started their plan. Deciding to ignore the mans questions, Rowan tilted his head slightly to click the bones in his neck. He had been sitting still for far too long and was beginning to seize up now of all times. The whining and sobbing was starting to get on his nerves now, raising a steady finger to his lips he motioned for the black curly haired man to silence himself, his eyes offering a threatening glare which the man could work out for himself if he cared to.

As James spoke to him, Rowan shrugged lightly. "Your fault, i just followed you o mr high and mighty. On the plus side though he's not exactly going to put up much of a fight." Turning his attention back to the mess on the floor he couldnt help but begin to laugh at the situation, in a sense it was rather amusing.

[ooc- there, though sorry its short]

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“…” No words left his lips any more, he just stared blackly to the ground. Truly he felt pathetic and a failure as a man and a wizard for not being able to do something or just act bravely. Perhaps he indeed still was a little boy who could not do anything without someone else’s help. Once more he tried to look both men in the eyes without flinching but it was hard. His tiny bit of courage was failing him and he quickly moved his eyes back to the ground ad he began biting the inside of his mouth. They needed a healer? Why didn’t they just ask instead of randomly abducting people? Pepijn might have over reacted a little bit but he was just tired and agitated. The fact that he has just simply trusted a stranger just to be polite, despite what his mother always had told him bugged him. Maybe this was his own fault after all. Still he didn’t know what was going to happen, but guessing the fact that two men took him to this place it could not be much good.

Deciding it perhaps might be better to keep quiet and co-operate while trying to find a way out, he slowly started to move on. Both men kind of gave him the expression that they were not 100% sane. While he moved into the direction the men wanted him to go, he kept his attention on them, just in case. Looking slightly up when one of the two asked for his name, Pepijn bit he lip. These weren’t the smartest things to tell someone who just randomly kidnapped you. “... Ahh.. P-Pepijn...” He mumbled almost unable to be heard.

[James Dillion Halsey]

Raising an eyebrow, James just shook his head, approaching headquarters, opening the door for them to enter. "Well, P-Pepijn, welcome to to the Riddle House." James mocked back. Everyone knew now about Voldermort's past and his original name, and if the healer didn't know, well, he was soon to find out anyway. Shoving the healer inside first, James walked in after him, moving into house, and looked around. It was already 2:30am or so, so James was unsure if anyone would even be awake right now, let alone what they were supposed to do with the guy. He looked at Rowan, before taking off for the main room, in search for someone of higher power to tell them what the fuck they were supposed to do with Pepijn. If he couldn't find anyone, he'd just have to figure something else out. Which James did not want to do.

When he walked into the main room, seeing two men that he had seen with Donovan's person a few times, knowing Ben already from training, James held back his annoyance because he really just wanted to get rid of the captive now. "We got the healer, he's in the entry way with Rowan, what are we doing with him?"

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Caspar was not a man that required much sleep. In his younger years, when he was still a lad and had not yet entered Hogwarts, he would sit up in his bed after his mother had tucked him in for the night - his first act of defiance - and would proceed to unlock the latch on his window. With the window pushed open, critters such as frogs and moths were allowed entrance into his bedroom. Once one had hopped or flew threw, he would shut the window and lock the latch. He then entered himself for hours by finding different ways to "play" with the unfortunate creatures that crawled into his room, such as sticking a frog in a sealed container and watching it struggle to breath. This came to an end when his gentle sister, Helena, discovered him one night and told him that it was wrong, under the assumption that he had not already known that. He did not want to stop "playing" with the creatures, but Helena always had a way of getting him to listen to her and do what she wanted. It was a pity she died so young.

And so he was not opposed to staying up late with his nephew Benjamin in the Riddle House. His wife understood what he did and was not the type to nag him about coming home early. Had she been, he would have silenced her several years ago. "I do not see how you managed to have even a shred of faith that those boys would be able to handle the job. Look at the time. You would have been back half an hour ago at their age. Do not be so soft with your training," advised Caspar, never one to hold his tongue when he believed advice needed to be given and he was the man to do it.

It appeared, however, that he had judged too quickly, for mere moments after he had spoken these words, one of the boys that trained under Benjamin appeared before them. He listened to the boy's short, and what he thought to be, disrespectful words. "Is that how you address your superiors, boy?" he asked shortly, glad that he was not the one that had to deal with such impudent halfwits. "I may owe you 2 galleons, nephew. I'd like to see this Healer first though," said the older man, not trusting enough of the young boys that he believed they had managed to capture a Healer. He did not trust anyone, in truth, but trusting a person and trusting whether a person could get the job done were two different things.

"I'll go wake the boy," he said before leaving the other two men and heading towards the room Donovan stayed in. His opinion of the boy was still forming, though it was so far not a very good one. He certainly did not live up to his father's name. After knocking on the door twice, Caspar proceeded to open the door, speaking at the same time, "Oh? You're awake. Good. The children have stolen a Healer and would like to show off their prize."

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Benjamin didn’t really want to be here. Not too long ago he heard from Donovan that he has sent James and Rowan to get a healer. Yet if he was informed with this information earlier, he would have told the young leader that both boys weren’t ready for such a mission. Even when it seemed like one of the simplest missions possible, he was sure that the boys wouldn’t complete them perfectly. Especially with such a little information the young Death Eaters were given. Sure Ben would have been the man who would do research himself and find the best way out of it if he was given this mission. Yet he struck James and Rowan to be the kind of people who would either pick the first one they met or the easiest one. More over all Benjamin feared about the way the boys would handle this. No, he had no trust in his trainees. They were too cocky for his taste. Sure he would be fine with that attitude if they were actually capable of doing their things the right way. However in this situation, just no…

It was not like he could sleep really, so staying up to wait for the duo wasn’t the worst thing. Best of all, he got his uncle to stay with him. Caspar Fawley was the man he looked up to ever since he was a child; yes Caspar was his favorite uncle/aunt. It was rather strange to have an uncle who isn’t that much older. Then again most pureblood lines were rather complicated. The main reason why he could not sleep was just that he felt the moon approaching. For some reason his nights were shorter as it did. It might be something he will never get used to. This curse still haunted his dreams. His worst fear was that he would screw up making his own potion one day and go berserk in the school. Merlin knows what could happen. It was all his responsibility and despite killing many muggles, muggleborns and traitors, he could not even think of hurting good innocent children. His daughter stayed at that school for Merlin’s sake. The headmaster did not even know, no other Professors knew. Luckily he could just create his own wolfsbane and he did not need help from anyone.

He was playing several one player games with a set of wizard cards as he waited impatiently for the young men to return. There seemed not much left for the kind, easy going and patient man he was before he was sent to Azkaban. For several minutes he kept playing in silence, sometimes taking a sip from his glass of fire whiskey. Benjamin knew all too well that he would have to take his potion sooner or later. Yet he could not take it with Mr. Fawley present. The man was no idiot and would recognize or question the drink he had to take. So he had to wait for a small moment when the elder man would either leave to take a piss or something else.

When his uncle started to talk to him, Benjamin looked up from his game to the man and listened. Nodding slightly to the advice of the elder man he sighed. “I don’t trust them one bit to be honest. Truly, I said that Davenport might be but Halsey and Wendelin they are still in the phase that they think they are all high and mighty. No I think that Wendelin has potential but Halsley just… He is such a disrespectful brat.” The small man growled as he talked about his helpless trainees. “Yes you are right, Uncle Fawley. This job as a teacher is making me soft. I just have to keep reminding myself that they aren’t students so I can actually hex them. Well maybe that is just because they act like students…” He agreed with the elder man.

Just then one of the boys entered and the presence of the young one made him frown instantly. “You are late…” He said rather strictly to James. Then his uncle commented about the dis-respectfulness of the young Death Eater which made Ben slightly bite his lip. Well he knew that he actually should demand respect. Just the fact that he had become a werewolf just a few years ago made him believe that he deserved none. “James this is Mr. Fawley, you will be seeing him more often once you raise a few ranks.” He decided to introduce his uncle to the boy for some reason he didn’t even know himself. “’The healer’?” Benjamin questioned James as he repeated his words. “I have no idea what kind of mission Donovan gave you, boy. Oh well... So tell me a little bit about your healer. What is his or her story? Why did you pick this one?” He talked to the boy with a rather serious face. Then when Caspar said he would get Riddle Jr. Ben nodded in agreement.

Caspar barely left the room or Benjamin took his bottle and opened it. There was steam coming off the liquid that was inside. Rapidly he drank as many as he could from the disgusting potion and couched a little afterwards. “So if Donovan joins us, I want you to explain to us what precisely you guys did and what made you choose this option.” He said with a disgusted face as he cleaned his mouth with a napkin and put the bottle away.

[Donovan Riddle]

Donovan was asleep, because really, it was nearly 3 in the god damn morning, who wouldn't be asleep? He shouldn't have to stay up and babysit the men who were in his home, they were adults and he was supposed to trust them. In his own mind, his father trust them enough to let them wonder, why not trust them enough to leave him alone while he slept?

He wrote his mother about Draco and herself just before heading to bed, he hoped they were alright, even in hiding, things could get dangerous, but Donovan made sure they had everything they needed. He offered them to come stay with him, it was safe here, no one could even get through without the mark or someone with the dark mark next to them. Donovan's bedroom was linked to his own private rooms, on a floor that none of his followers should be on, so the floor itself had a number of charms on it to alert Donovan that someone had come up.

Laying in bed, he heard sounding charm go off, he gripped his wand from under his bed, and standing up. He didn't bother casting a tempus charm just yet, but he was irritated to be woken up. He didn't move to the door, but he kept his eyes on it waiting to see if it was on of his followers who just didn't listen or if it was someone Donovan would actually need to attack. So when his uncle's voice filled the room, he glared, he was woken because of children? These were the people his father let join them? Let live? The man was not known for his patience, he was sure none of them would have done to him as they were doing to Donovan. Casper was family, so Donovan really, truly, did want to give him the benefit of the doubt. His mother even said to be patient. Instead of the hex that was edging his lips, he cast a tempus charm. "You've woken me up, to tell me, that children are back? Is it causing you trouble uncle? Are you and whomever is awake, plus the trainees incapable of putting said healer away?" He remembered the mission, he just wanted to see what Ben's training would do, he'd have to said the other trainee on one as well, but he would see what this two could do first. Plus, a healer in the riddle home would beneficial to them. There was the dungeon for the any of the captives, and they sure as hell could have locked the healer up until morning.

Not even bothering to dress, wearing only the silk pants he wore to bed, his feet and chest were bare. Hee was pissed and the more things that were done around here, showed how little Donovan should actually respect these people. Looking right at Casper as he grabbed the door and pushed it open, "If it was my father you had woken up over something so stupid, he'd have you on he ground. Next time, use your experience and handle the situation." Donovan was well more than a hundred percent sure it wouldn't have mattered who walked through the door, his father would have wiped out the cruciatus curse without blinking an eye. He walked away from Casper, and walked down the stairs towards whoever was brought in.

Getting downstairs to the main floor, Donovan saw Ben with one of his trainees. He blinked, but didn't bother to hide his annoyance, "Well? The healer?" Donovan looked between the two men, figuring the other trainee was with the healer somewhere.

[James Dillion Halsey]

James stood up straighter, he didn't want to embarrass Hunter more than anything, even if the man wasn't of high ranks like the two men in the room. He nodded his head though, "Yes, my apologies, it's late and I have someone to get home too." James kept his voice level, he told Hunter he'd be good, and well, he was going to try to do that for him. Even if he didn't like Ben, he was above him n ranks, and being his trainer, James would need to show the man more appreciation. He wanted to state, that he wasn't late, it was just last at night, he was given two days to get the healer, and they met the deadline. James kept his mouth shut though, the last thing he wanted to do was make it a public scene of telling Ben he was wrong. While James had never spoken to Casper before, the way the man spoke told James he was a strict man. He didn't try to push buttons right now. He just wanted to get home to Gabe, tell his boyfriend he was alive, because it was 3am and doubts start up after midnight, and just crawl into bed.

Tell him about the healer? He didn't honestly know much about him, James wasn't aware that he needed to, he just needed to get a healer. Confusion was clear on his face, but he answered as best as he could as he watched Casper leave to go get Donovan. James's heart sped up, this was just getting bigger by the second, maybe they should have gotten rid of the healer like James had said in the forest. "His name is Pepijn, he's in training, he's scared easily and cries too much. An actual high ranked healer asked him for help before we brought him here, so he must know what he's doing." That's about all James knew about the healer, but how was he supposed to look into a man with only two days to get a man?

Looking to Donovan when he spoke, James figured he mind as well talk because with him doing nothing, James felt like he was going to come apart. Ben was asking him questions he couldn't answer and Donovan was staring at them demanding for the healer, it did spike up James's nerves. "He's with Rowan in the entry way."

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Rowan looked with an unimpressed glare towards his friend as it was brought up that he would be on babysitting duty while James went off and about on his little mission to notify Donovan at the success... or supposed success. "Whatever," he muttered more to himself then the company. Turning to the healer he grinned somewhat to himself, it seemed the man had grown a backbone enough to shut up and stop his constant whining.

"See... much easier when you just cooperate," he offered before rearranging the black robes he wore that had been rudely disrupted in the chaos of the kidnap. Although he didn't enjoy this in the slightest he couldn't help but feel somewhat glad that this stupid mission was over and done with. The instructions were far too brief and disturbed him somewhat, realising that he was getting sidetracked he looked down at the man. He'd just wait with the man until they were required...