The bright lights of Knowhere stunned me. I was from Earth, New York City to be exact. So I was used to the flashing, blinking lights. I came to Knowhere with nothing, only the clothes on my back. My life changed drastically after reaching here. I became a prostitute, making money just to survive in Knowhere.

Deciding I needed to find a customer for the evening to stay with, I began walking the streets. A few guys passed me, but didn't seem interested. About an hour passed of calling out to any man I could find out on the Main Street of the city. I sat down on the street curb and sighed, holding my head in my hands.

"What is a lovely creature such as yourself doing out here?" A silky voice asked from above me.

When I looked up, my jaw literally dropped. This man was extremely wealthy. He had to be. A long fur cloak with patches of leather wrapped around his slender build, whilst underneath that he wore a silk vest and black pants. A trinket with some jewels hung across his chest. Thick, white hair stood on his head making him seem taller, but he wasn't really that tall. Dark sunglasses hid his eyes, making him seem even more mysterious.

He sighed, taking off the sunglasses to get a better look at me, I guessed. I also got a better look at him. He had deep brown eyes with flecks of green depending on the light. Our eyes met, hazel locking with deep brown and stayed there for a few seconds.

"Are you going to answer me?" He asked, sounding irritated. "What are you doing out here?"

"Are you looking for a good time?" I asked, regaining my usual confidence in attracting men.

He scrutinized me from head to toe. "You should not be selling your beautiful body to corrupt men on the sidewalks, my dear. It is very...dangerous."

"All the more reason for me to go with you." I countered, still in awe of this angel of a man.

He sighed again. "What is your name?"

"Katarina. Katarina Willows." I said, flashing him a smile. "And you, sir?"

"Tivan. Taneleer Tivan. But I am known throughout the universe as the Collector." He explained.

"Please, you'd much rather I go with you. I could pleasure you in ways you've only experienced in your wildest dreams, Mr. Tivan." I coerced.

Tivan smirked, a smile beginning to play on his lips. "Very well, Katarina. As you wish."