Cascading Empire

Chapter 20

                       "No. She didn't get abused from her relationship," Saphire said and the press settled down, the camera shutters quieting. "Oh.. then-" May stepped up, "I'm sorry. We will not be giving any more information," May said and the press started glancing around. "Sebastian!" May shouted, and Sebastian walked out the room, staring at the press before moving in front of May, "Please leave." 

                        In utter confusion, they whispered before slowly backing up in disappointment, not able to get any information. Callex stared at Sebastian who was blocking May with his body. He stared at the press leaving while the group was eventually swallowed in silence. May broke the quiet, "Have you gotten his location?" 

                       Sebastian nodded and turned around, handing her a paper. She glanced down, her expression icy as she handed it to Saphire with a little smirk. Saphire immediately let out a mocking laugh when she saw the address. "Hiding in our territory with no idea of what can happen, huh?" Saphire smirked, crumpling the paper as the image of Emma on the bed, and the doctor coming in to tell her that she has a low chance of living rushed through her head. 

                       Eric turned to them with confusion obvious on his face, while Callex's expression was calm and collected. "What are you guys planning to do?" Eric asked quietly, grabbing Saphire's hands gently and collected it into his while Saphire turned around, staring straight at Eric. "Have you ever heard of all those disappearances?" She asked quietly and Eric's expression hardened. "You.. two..?" "We're the reason for it." 

                       Eric was a bit shocked before he began laughing. Callex smiled before coming over, draping his hands over his younger brother's shoulder, "Half of them are our fault, also," Callex explained and May turned around, her eyes teasing, "Then let's go raise hell." 

                      "Shit! Are you fucking kidding me?! She didn't fucking die?!" He shouted, throwing the plant onto the ground as the vase shattered, water slowly leaking out. A knock was heard from the door as he turned around, anger and fumes practically visible. "What?!" 

                      "Daven, people are here to meet you," someone said from the door and the man from inside grunted, before rushing to the door and bumping into someone tall. He fell back with a grunt, hitting his bottom while his hands support his fall. "What the fuck-" He opened his eyes and saw a tall man in a dark suit, hands on the door handle while his dark hair nearly covered his cold eyes. 

                       From behind, Saphire came out, her hands on a pistol while aimed at him. The man sat on the ground, eyes wide as he looked shocked. "Y-You!" "Yeah, it's me. What about me?" Saphire asked, grinning while taking steps closer, him scooting back. "I've.. seen you with Em-" "Oh, so you do know Emma." Saphire said, her smile dropping immediately before she pulled the trigger on his palm place behind him, but still in sight. 

                      He screeched in pain, his hand covering his other limb while sweat began to roll down. "AH YOU FUCKING BITCH!" Daven shouted, not long before he felt a cold metal inside his mouth, making him widen his eyes in surprise. "Say it again." 

                      He whimpered in fright before Saphire clenched her teeth, her posture tensing in frustration, "SAY IT AGAIN!" Saphire shouted and Daven eventually calmed down, and was glaring at Saphire. She grinned, "I like your fierce eyes. It reminds me of someone," Saphire moved the pistol out before slowly raising it up his head, and could feel him wetting himself, "But too bad," She frowned, "That someone is near death." 

                        Saphire's hands slowly went to pull the trigger while he began screaming in fear, "A tooth for a tooth," Saphire smiled slowly before a loud BANG! 

   

  

                        Saphire exited the room, shoving the pistol back inside her jacket as May looked up from where she was leaning on the wall. "Did you do it?" Saphire shook her head, "No. Death is too good for him," Saphire said, her eyes cold as May nodded, "I agree. I got the news, Emma is getting better now, but still in critical condition." 

                        May glanced behind Sebastian and saw the man who had fainted, his pants wet and his body limp. His hands was bleeding but the bodyguards were not having any mercy, roughly gripping his arms while making him bleed. "Nail his hands together," May said and the two guards immediately nodded, taking him away. 

                       ".. Make sure to pour some lemon and spray some pepper on too. Maybe hot water or a hot knife will work. Add fire if you want," May said, beginning to walk away and the guards looked to each other before nodding, following. Saphire walked next to May, head lowered as she sighed and Eric caught up to her, "Everything will be fine." Saphire nodded. May felt someone grab her hand and she turned around in surprise, only to see Callex. 

                       "What do you want?" She asked quietly and Callex stayed quiet for a while before looking down at May's clenched fist, before glancing up again. Before she knew it, May felt a cold finger press against the middle of her furrowed eyebrows. "Don't frown anymore. You look bad." 

                        ... 

                        Was that it? 

                        May felt a nerve snap before she pressed her finger to the corner of his lips, "Don't talk anymore. You make people feel bad," She joked before turning around and walking away with a rather serious face. 

                        "AHHHHHHHHH! MOM! MOM PLEASE HELP ME! MOM!" The entire room was filled with loud shouting, but no one can hear his cries and pleads. Saphire crouched coldly in front of him, lifting his chin to examine him. His cheeks as whip lashes on it, and his eyes were bruised and bloodied. 

                         Saphire examined his frail body up and down before shaking her head. She slowly pulled out a knife from her back pocket, adding, "I almost forgot the cut on your ribs."