Crimson Madness

by Zaru

Summary: The night of the Blood Moon is approaching. Zaru and the others are getting the club ready for the Crimson Massacre, the club's party. While getting ready, strange things begin happening around the club nobody can explain. Will the Autobots and humans find out what is making those disturbances or will they fall prey to the demonic whispers in the night?

Disclaimer:I do now own Transformers. It belongs to Hasbro/Mirage. I do not own Rose Connelly. She belongs to BlackwingRose. I do not own Jade Rivers. She belongs to Icarian Angel Wings. I do not own Leiana Lopez. She belongs to Ninjalala. I own Zaru Kiys and Club Kunoichi.

A/n: All righty then!! I'm back! With a new story this time! Please enjoy this fic. It's going to be a short story with a few chapters, but I know you will enjoy it. XD Please read, review...and Enjoy! XD

Prologue

The night of the Blood Moon was only a few days away. It was going to take awhile just to make sure everything was adjusted and settled before anything could take place.

Everything needed to be done. No mistakes, no errors. Things were to remain in order as told. If one moment went wrong, then another was bound to happen. Zaru wouldn't be able to handle it.

The green-haired woman looked back and forth between workers and her clipboard, instructing and supervising as usual. She wanted them to be precise on where they put things which is why she would rather look and not touch because with her mind on one thing, another could be ruined.

Rose walked out of the club kitchen, a hot dog in her hand. She brought it to her lips licking away any excess ketchup escaping before touching her skin. Grabbing a clipboard resting on a table, she took a bite of her dog and skimmed through the papers.

The gothic woman still could not believe Zaru wanted to take a part in the coming of the Blood Moon. It was the most ridiculous thing she had ever heard. No matter how much she wanted to support her friend, celebrating the Blood Moon that only lasted for moments every couple hundred years was nothing. She sighed heavily and took another bite of her hot dog. It was going to be a long few days.

"Hello, my English Rose." A deep voice came up behind her and she jumped letting go of her hot dog.

Following with her eyes, she cringed when it landed on a blonde-brunette female, smearing ketchup on its way to the ground at her feet with a small resounding plop. Jade, who was on the stage discussing the stage decorations for the Crimson Massacre, stopped speaking abruptly and closed her eyes.

"Please tell me that something did not land on me."

"Eh, sorry, love! Ratch scared me!" Rose waved nervously and smiled small.

Looking over at her shoulder, she saw the cold redness covering her arm following the trail to the hot dog on the ground.

"EWWWW! Rose, that's disgusting! I hate ketchup!" She shouted and looked around for a tissue or anything to wipe it all away.

"I already said sorry, Jade! What more do you want, love?" Rose sighed heavily, resting her hands on her hips.

Ratchet smirked while standing behind her. He never expected a reaction quite like that from his bonded, but the entire display of Jade and the hot dog was rather funny in a matter of human humor.

"Get scared, Rose darling?" The medic asked while pulling her into a tight embrace. He relished the feeling of her being in his arms

She smiled happily and threw the clipboard she held in her hand on a nearby table.

"Don't scare me like that. You almost gave me a heart attack. Not to mention almost traumatizing poor Jade with flying hot dogs, shooting ketchup at her. The girl's got a thing against most condiments." Her body shook with laughter when she felt dark eyes burning in the back of her skull.

"I heard that, Rose!! You're not funny!" Jade growled.

"Yes she is." They both heard another voice call out. Zaru held the clipboard in front of her, pen in her mouth as she walked over to where Ratchet and Rose remained..

Workaholic. Rose sadly thought while shaking her mane of red hair.

"Did you even see what she did, Zaru?" Jade asked.

"Yeah I did, actually, and I must say it was funny seeing a hot dog fly. First time I've ever seen that."

Rose scrunched an eyebrow and waved her hand in the back of Zaru's head. Okay, she might have seen it for a second, but I doubt she lifted her head up for more than that.

"I know what you're doing, Rose. I have eyes in the back of my head, yes. So no need to test out that theory."

The financial expert pulled her hand away as though burned and whistled innocently.

"So, how long must we continue to work? We've all been here since eleven this morning and already it's, "Jade checked her watch, "six at night."

The club owner looked up checking her own watch on her wrist that rested below her blue comwatch.

"Well, what do you know. It is six o'clock. Damn, I'm sorry, guys." Looking around she asked, "Has anybody even taken like a 20-minute or so break since they've been here?" When she noticed all shaking heads, her eyes rolled. "Okay. One hour, guys. I'll give you that. But then it's back to work at seven, okay?" With all in agreement and relief sighs, the entire staff removed themselves from whatever project they took part in and escorted themselves around the club.

Seeing as everybody was busy doing their own thing, Rose, Jade, Zaru along with Leiana and Mikaela who were working as well, went upstairs to the V.I.P. lounge to relax. Ratchet followed them, being as close to his Rose as possible.

Leiana groaned as she fell back into the very cushiony couch and smiled in contentment.

"This feels so good after being on my feet all day."

Jade looked over at her friend ready to laugh. "I'm surprised you haven't started bitching yet or anything. Usually after a few hours of working, you wanna swear the hell out of everybody."

"Today's actually different. I'm not wearing those shitty high heels and plus, no groping from strange and indecent men! Today is a good day!" Leiana grinned while sitting up.

The green-haired woman's eyes widened. "Oh no!" She gasped, hand covering her mouth.

"What is it?" They all asked in concern.

"First, flying hot dogs and now Lala isn't cursing? Boy, this Blood Moon business is making everyone crazy!"

Zaru went over to the small bar in the lounge and made herself a drink ready to relax herself, laughing her heart out.

Leiana stood up, walking over the bar and punched Zaru in the shoulder.

"Ow! What was that for?" The club owner rubbed her achy shoulder.

"For being a sarcastic bitch." Leiana growled.

"There's the Lala we all know and love." Mikaela clapped.

Ready to change the subject before the dark-skinned femme burst out at Mikaela, it was the first time she really took in the presence of the Autobot Medic.

"So, Ratchet." She began. "What brings you here? I thought you were giving out the weekly maintenance check-ups today."

"I was, but I have some time between now and the next check-up so I thought I would come over and see how you ladies were doing."

"Awe. You're really sweet, Ratch." Rose leaned over, nuzzling her nose against his before kissing his lips chastely.

Leiana made a gagging sound which earned her a smack in the head from Rose herself.

"Ow! Hey, watch it, sister!" Leiana's hand fisted in the air. "I'm tired so I'm not in the best of moods right now."

"What happened to you being all cheery?" Jade looked at her smugly, chin resting on her hand.

"Lala the Cheerful left the building. Now the bitch is back."

Without knowing it, Ratchet scanned the femme checking her for anything unusual with the sudden behavior change. And it occurred to him suddenly that it might be coming to that time of the month for her. Trying a different scan, producing different bouts of data, he was able to calculate Leiana.

"It seems the hormonal changes you are readily going through at this moment are due to your menstrual flow that is to ready to appear within four days, seven hours and thirty-eight minutes." Every pair of eyes latched onto the Ratchet's holoform as he smiled in pride. "But those are just meager calculations."

Leiana's face burned with embarrassment. No matter how much Ratchet's words were the truth, it did not need to be announced to the entire world.

Ratchet looked up, seeing himself shadowed by the young woman's hunched form over his seated frame.

"Do I need to kick your ass, Ratchet?" She hissed.

He stared up at her with innocence. "I thought you might of liked to know the details so you could be ready for your menstruation."

"Ratch, love, a woman's monthly is rather private." She blushed slightly.

"Would you like to know yours as well, Rose?" He asked, ready to scan her.

"No!" She put up her hands. "A monthly is a surprise really, love." Although it is rather useful to know when so I could be prepared.

"As much of an interesting topic this is, couldn't we talk about something rather…not having to do with women?" Another voice made its way into the conversation. All turned around to see Sideswipe in his holoform, red hair flying all around.

"Hey, Sideswipe, what are you doing here?" Mikaela asked as she stood up to hug her guardian.

"Eh, well, I thought I'd come inside for a few. I was brought out of my recharge by a few of your human workers lounging on my hood."

Mikaela rolled her eyes. "I'll be right back. Co-worker or not, if they ruin his paintjob, I am so not redoing it."

Waving her temporary goodbye, she grabbed Sideswipe by his wrist, walking down the stairs two at a time.

Zaru took a sip of her drink. Today hasn't been that bad of a day so far. Setting her drink down on the bar, she grabbed a stool to sit and lounged back.

"Well, getting back down to business." Ratchet cleared his throat. "I don't believe you really mentioned what you are doing exactly to the club." He had noticed all the different decorations on his way in, red seeming to be the theme color.

"It's the Crimson Massacre party." Jade soon filled him on the details of the party from the theme to the different kinds of decorations and games they were having.

The medic was listening curiously, but still did not understand the reason why they were having that type of party.

"Why are you having a Crimson Massacre party anyways? Is this tradition for the club?"Although they have known each other for about a year and a half now, this party was never held or even mentioned to the Autobots.

"Perhaps Zaru would care to explain the details. After all, it's her idea." Leiana sat down on the arm of the couch, arms folded across her chest.

All eyes focused on the older woman while she drank. Sighing heavily, she began the story.

"Legend has it that almost a thousand years ago, there were a group of people known as Hunters. The Hunters would track down and vanquish evil spirits and demons, sealing them within caves, holes or objects. They were a powerful group, but they did have their flaws."

"Flaws?" Ratchet asked, more than interested in this legend.

"Yeah. Flaws. Each Hunter was known to have a spiritual power of sealing, but with a price."

"And what was that?" Leiana asked. She had heard a brief summary of the story, but never heard the entire thing.

"Whenever sealing a demon or spirit, a living sacrifice of blood had to be done in order to keep them at bay."

"That's horrible."

"Yes, but on the night of the Blood Moon which would be like the same thing as Halloween, the demons and spirits would be able to break their seals if a living sacrifice is not made to keep them sealed until the next time." Zaru smirked as she took a sip of her drink.

Rose stared at her friend wide-eyed. "Why haven't you told me that legend? I thought you were weird in wanting to do this party, but now I think you're crazy."

"Hey, the Blood Moon comes once every couple hundred years. Don't tell me that you wouldn't want to do something for it?" Zaru shrugged. "Besides, it's just a party. Not like we're making any live sacrifices to stop the demons from breaking the seals." Waving her hand, she continued, "Anyways, it's just a story. A legend. Not like it's real or anything."

Ratchet nodded. "She's right. A story. A story told by many human generations to keep their descendents entertained."

Yawning, the green-haired femme stood and set her empty glass on the bar. "Well, I'm done relaxing for now. I'm getting back to work. The Blood Moon is just a few days away and everything needs to be set before it comes."

"Like you said, Zaru, a few days. Come on. Why don't we all just go home and take a breather. We can continue working tomorrow." Jade put in. "I'm getting a little tired anyways. We've been at this nonstop since eleven this morning."

The owner sighed. "Perhaps you are right. Maybe we should just leave things as they are for now and do the rest tomorrow." Leaning over the railing, she scanned the club surroundings. "Not like we have much more to do anyways."

The group headed down the stairs realizing that only a few employees were in the club still.

"Hey, guys, attention please!" Everybody placed their eyes on her. "You've all done a wonderful job today and so because there isn't much left to do, I'm allowing everybody to leave for the rest of the day. We'll pick up on everything again tomorrow afternoon around two o'clock, okay?"

With plenty of nods, whooping and hollering, employees of every shape, size and gender piled themselves on top of each other to get out of the club.

Jade left the small group and headed to the stage to grab her purse when she realized something was off.

"Hey, Zaru?" She called while staring skywards.

"What's up, Jadie?" She asked while heading over.

The blonde-brunette pointed up to where she was looking. Blue eyes followed. "See?"

Blinking, the 22-year-old hoisted herself up, feet planted firmly on the stage. "How did that happen?"

"What happened, guys?" Mikaela walked in with Sideswipe behind her. "Everybody just pushed themselves out. What's going on?"

"I let everybody go for the day. What the hell?" She still couldn't believe what she was seeing.

"How in the world - "

"It's nothing, Zaru. Probably just some technical difficulty." Rose interrupted her boss and friend.

"Yeah. Most likely, but I don't know how they're even like that."

The lights above the stage were turned in various angles, colored lights blinking on and off.

"What do you want to do?" Leiana asked.

"Shut the power off on the stage. Maybe they'll be reset by morning."

"Yeah. Okay."

The group soon heard a crash and jumped, turning abruptly.

"Ahhh!" They heard Mikaela scream, her form cradled in Sideswipe's arms.

"What in the seven hells was that?!" Jade pushed her back against the stage, hands resting on the edge.

"T-The security camera. How did it fall…" Rose looked up, then back down at the camera. All the cameras were located within separate corners of the club. If a camera did fall, it would be near a corner, not in the middle of the room. They deemed it dangerous which is why they were placed away from the crowds.

"Okay. This is getting a little weird for my taste. I'm ready to head out. All in favor, say hell yeah!"

A barrage of 'Hell yeah!''s sounded and all ran out of the club. Zaru was a little suspicious about what was happening. The thought of the Blood Moon being behind the new activity was a possibility, but she would keep her small theory of the Blood Moon to herself.

What was beginning to happen within the club? Especially when nothing like that ever happened before? Only time would tell.

TBC…

A/n: Well, I hope you like this new short story I've put up. Teehee. XD It's going to be great!! Hope you enjoyed! Please review!

Sweet Blood Moon Dreams,

Zaru