Dubious Arrangement: Day 15

Word Count: 90,006

Summary of Events:
Greyson was taken and locked into the upper level of the chicken barn with two floors. He was regularly fed and beaten by the gangsters, but put up no resistance, wanting just to die and join Piper wherever she was on the other side of death.

Excerpt of the Day:
"Sun shone down warmly, the early summer day was forecasting more warmth to come, more sunny days with Piper. Greyson looked across the grass and saw Piper. She was laying on her bak, looking up at the sky. She looked over at Greyson.
He hurried over to her and found that she was bleeding. Odie had shot her. Greyson looked at her mournfully, at least she was still alive. She could still make it, even if she was paralyzed.
"They'll hunt me down and kill me, no matter what," Piper said — as if she could read his mind — "And I'll have even less ability to defend myself paralyzed. I have to die."
"I'd protect you," Greyson said.
Piper shook her head.
"I promise I would," Greyson said.
Piper shook her head again.
"I'll prove it to you," Greyson said.
Quickly he took Piper into his arms and kissed her passionately. She returned his kiss until a loud blast sounded in his right ear. Then she was limp. Greyson released her and looked at her limp form, the bleeding wounds.
Looking up, he saw Odie smiling that cruelly evil smile of sadistic pleasure. He'd taken joy in killing Piper, an innocent child, a young woman who had been ruined and devastated firstly by her parents and secondly by the gangsters who had brought her into their rank.
Greyson could have saved her, he could have found a way to get her out of this mess, and it was all Odie's fault that he couldn't. Getting to his feet slowly, he rolled his shoulders and stood braced, facing Odie.
"You think you'll have the guts to kill me now?" Odie asked mockingly.
Greyson clenched his fists and glared at Odie. "I won't kill you," he said. "But I will destroy you. I will make you pay for what you did to her. You will not laugh any longer. I will exact on you greater torture than you have exacted on me. I will get revenge."
Odie laughed long and loud as Greyson glared at him. Greyson readied himself, then he charged forward and leapt at Odie. He should've hit Odie, but he didn't hit anything until he landed on the floor.
Opening his eyes, Greyson found nothing but darkness, the musty smell of live chickens, and a dull pain across his chest. He managed to push himself up to be sitting on his folded legs.
Revenge. Yes. Revenge, that was what he needed. Piper's entire life — living and dying — had been destroyed by the gang. He had to destroy them. He wasn't going to kill them, but he was going to make them suffer the ultimate pain of destruction. He had to.
Getting to his feet, Greyson went back to his corner and sat down. He would get revenge, he would avenge Piper's murder, and he would have justice done for her sake, for the sake of a ravaged innocent, one who hadn't even had a chance to live."