Cascading Empire

Chapter One

As soon as the door was opened, a cool blast of air could be felt. There was chill music playing, setting a calming mood while purple luminescent light floated around the big space. Many people arrived here as soon as they opened everyday, excluding Mondays.

There was a worker at the bar, serving drinks while the people enjoyed themselves. Many workers walked around, giving their company while the rich visitors smiled politely and enjoyed their time off. Many of the decorations included lights, along with the fish tank that held up the escalator leading to the second floor.

The owner of this popular bar was known as a cold woman, extremely old, and very rude. She always was known for her rumor of kicking someone out as soon as they made the slightest racket.

A worker walked upstairs, smiling politely at the rich people who waved in respect. Continuing her walk to the her designated break room on the second floor, she walked past a loud bang.

In this bar, if people were VIP, they were qualified of renting out karaoke rooms along with the third basement floor, which included a Jacuzzi and much more priceless objects.

The bang surprised the worker, as she jumped back a little in surprise. While questioning what was happening, another loud bang sounded through. The visitors looked towards the direction, before someone came whispering to her. "Um.. there was two VIP visitors inside and.. ever since, there has been loud banging and noises from inside."

The worked raised an eyebrow in concern, "These rooms are soundproof. What do you mean?"

"They were hitting the door.. and we just wanted you to come check," the visitor said and the worker clenched at her card hanging on her lanyard. Just as she was about to press her card against the sensor on the door, the door banged open.

'What the f-'

The man and the worker met eyes briefly, before he knocked down onto the ground with a loud thump. The woman gasped in surprise before jumping back and falling onto the ground in front of the man. "Y-You! Ca.. Call the boss! Call the bo-" The man jumped up and grabbed her by the mouth, telling her to shut up.

Glancing around, he saw everyone was looking at the two in surprise, while others were running away, supposedly going to call the boss of the bar.

The man rose up from the ground, shouting as he attempted to push everyone out of the way. He struggled away from the crowd while the woman still sat in shock, hands covering his mouth, watching as a figure in red bled out in front of her on the couch, the front of his body covering the once white couch.

"H-Help! Help.." The woman started shouting again, before her trembling hands reached for her walkie-talkie. "T-There has been a murder, there has been a murder! Come immediately!"

The man with a beanie ran down the escalator, surprising others while his bloodied hands carried a small pistol. Panting, his eyes glazed over the crowd with worry, his heart beating with discomfort while shouts now completely ruined the once calming atmosphere.

"Catch him!"

"There has been a murder!"

"Help! A staff has fainted! Help!"

'I need to get out of here no-"

The instant the man stepped near the end of the escalator, he felt a breeze accompanied with a sharp, quick pain slash by his cheek. In surprise, the man stopped immediately and stepped down the last step of the escalator, gasping in shock while gently lifting his hand to touch his cheek. Pulling his hand away from his cheek, he felt a warm liquid slowly dripping down.

"Wh-" As soon as he shouted that, he immediately spotted a figure slightly shorter than he is near the bar, the worker behind her not in shock at all at how she was standing diagonally, her long dark hair cascading down beneath her waist and her small hands holding a gun.

"Tch. I missed."