Oswin Grey

5 years ago a new bank branch opened up in town. The headquarters located four states over saw possibilities in the growing, dark, poshness of Morgansborough. The Bank of Avarice. The hottest location for all your loans, allowances, investments, developments, expansions, and more. Some would say the banks gets most of their money through underground shady dealings… it has never been proven of course. Within its ranks rose a star. Or a devil in some circles.   It seemed as quick as overnight, the new branch moved in downtown and was ready for business. 2 dapper dressed men pulled up in a black sedan. The town was bustling at the grand opening of a new bank. Half excited at grand, new possibilities while the rest unsure if the rumblings were true of the business. The car pulls up to the front door of a single story brick building and out of the passenger seat was branch manager, Mr. Oswin Grey. The star himself…as the local paper labeled him. Mr. Grey, a middle aged, well-kept, perfectly tailored suit man stood at the vehicle. His co-partner Mr. George Edmund quickly stepped from behind the wheel and ran around with Grey’s top hat. Co-partner was a term Grey used but Edmund was more like a well-paid secretary. They waved at the crowd and answered questions for the reporters as they unlocked the doors and greeted their staff. Banking in Morgansborough turned out to be big business and business was good! Both gentlemen worked well together overall. They could manage accounts like no other. Soon after opening, they began to deal in the black market areas of the town and surrounding towns. As the money poured in, Grey knew they were unstoppable. Their influence spread through top families, offices and some political circles. During their time together, George would have his jealous moments. George was fairly well off but like Oswin, he always wanted more. He felt like he deserved more. Oswin had everything plus more, a vehicle, and a family. Oswin purchased a large estate at the edge of town and lived there with wife, Isabelle and 1 year old son Karl. The new child would be called either Davis or Agatha. George’s estate was on the opposite end where he lived alone. Sped up through time, 5 years has passed. The bank has grown into a 4 story building. Since opening, the town suspects the bank’s terrible dealings. It’s said they employ hitmen to follow through on repos and debts. Again nothing can be proven but they have been talk of several more attacks and disappearances than usual the last few years.   One cool evening, as the sun light was fading, the Grey’s began their walk home from the new cinema in town that recently opened a month earlier, the Augustus. He loaned money to the owner and in return with high interest rates, has unlimited viewing visits. After enjoying the double-feature, they began their walk back home. Little Karl was excited about the moving pictures he just seen. One picture had a baby in it crawling around. He talked about that because his mother Isabelle was 7 months pregnant now. Karl wanted a brother to called Oliver. And just in case it wasn’t, they agreed on Agatha for a girl.   As they walked, the clouds got thick overhead. They made it half-way home. The next part was through an alley-way they’ve been through hundreds of times before. But this time it was different. The dark alley seemed darker. As they reached the middle they were confronted with a figure in front blocking their path. Before they had a change to stop or recognize who it was a knife was pulled out and the figure lundged at them. As Grey fought the dark figure, another ran from behind and attacked the wife and child. Stabbing and killing both of them. While fighting, Grey witnessed in the corner of his eye what happened and screamed out. Grey became weak and was then overtaken by both figures. As he was stabbed repeatedly, he laid there and took it. He watched his family lay beside him. They slowly turned red as his blood ran into his eyes. He felt no pain from the wounds being sliced open across his chest. In his mind he made a promise and a plea to anyone or any being listening to bring him revenge. Someone heard their screams and ran to help but they were too late. As they were loading up the bodies, they remembered Isabelle was pregnant. The coroner moving the bodies checked and somehow the newborn survived. Baby Davis was cut out and started crying. The only next of kin in Grey’s Will was his Grandfather, which Davis was sent to stay with to keep him out of child services and to protect. The story does not end here for Mr. Grey. Still fresh of what just happened, he still witnessed the birth of his last son.   Someone listened to his plea. Mr. Grey has changed.