Decepticons Can Dance!

Chapter 1 The Fan

Liana yawned. She looked at the clock above the bar: it read 3:30am.

"Holy shit, I'm beat."

She was tired as Hell but on the bright side, she had an awesome evening. The crowd loved what she was playing and everyone was having a good old time. There were glow sticks galore of all kinds of colors flashing before her eyes. Liana could swear she saw all the flashing bright colors still ingrained in her retina. She let her red hair down from the pony tail it was held up and she blinked her emerald eyes.

"You ain't so bad, kiddo."

Her head snapped to the direction where it came from. The owner of the nightclub, Mr. Robbins, walked up to her. He pat her back gently, pleased with how the show went. Liana managed a tired but truly content smile.

"Thanks, Mr. Robbins," she said. "Be honest though: how was I? Am a good enough DJ for this place?"

"More than good enough, Liana," he commented. "You were superb! Everyone thought you did awesome. Can I depend on you to come tomorrow night at 9 and hang around until 3:30 again?"

"I'm on it! And thanks for giving me a chance here at 'The Saber', Mr. R." She paused. "It's okay if I call you by that, right?"

"I've got no problem at all with that. Now head on home. You look beat. I need you freshened up for tomorrow night!"

"I'll be there. Goodnight."

Liana walked into the back room where the employee lounge was. She grabbed her purse that was hung up on a hook by a coat rack. Briefly, she dug through it to make sure she had her cosmetics, gum, cellphone, iPod (God forbid that she should lose this thing) and everything else was just as she left it.

But she couldn't stop thinking about the glorious night. It couldn't have been any better. And Mr. Robbins wanted her to come back tomorrow!

"When the morning come come, I'm dancing like your dumb dumb and when the groove is high when dummies jump to sky! If you feel the groove, groove, the dummies have to move, move. Can you feel the beat? The beat? The beat?"

One of the songs she was mixing, 'Dam Dadi Do', played back in her mind and temporarily, she relieved the moment. People were dancing like they had nothing better to do. The white flashing lights blinked on and off furiously. The music was so loud and deep, it reverberated within her soul. She loved that feeling so much to feel that she was one with the music she was playing.

She remembered one particular guy that was there amongst the sea of party goers. He maintained eye contact with her every once in awhile and once Liana glanced back at him, all she could see were these beautiful ruby-colored eyes. It was strange because sometimes when she saw him look at her, his hand rested on his chin and he seemed to be studying her like she was some kind of art piece. Then he would just suddenly lean against a wall and wear this scowl that gave her the impression he wanted to burn the club to the ground. Another second later, he was dancing more vigorously than the other patrons, she thought he was having a seizure for a second. Stranger still, Liana noticed he wore clothes that made him look like a soldier. The thing that made her laugh out loud to herself at his appearance was a helmet with goggles on it.

Just as she was about to wrap up her show, he suddenly disappeared like he was some phantom. If she ever saw him again, she wouldn't mind enjoying a brief word or two with him just because he looked so odd and out of place.

But it was late and she wanted to get home to make sure she was rested up for later. Yawning again, she walked out of the room with her purse shoulder strap resting on her right shoulder. Liana looked over at the bar where Mr. Robbins was cleaning up some empty beer glasses.

"Seeya," she waved.

"Bye, Liana," he nodded his head and smiled.

She pushed through the door and stepped out into the cool evening. Her red head looked up towards the starry and peaceful sky. Liana took in a deep breath, enjoying the crisp air and getting the stale of the club out of her lungs.

Her apartment was just a ten minute walk from 'The Saber' and she had no qualms about taking a stroll. Humming 'Castles in the Sky', Liana walked alone on the abandoned and dead sidewalk.

Not even two minutes into the walk, the young woman felt like someone was walking alongside her. She spun around, certain someone was creeping up on her. Chills ran up her spine and she walked a little faster.

"Vhere are zhou off to?"

Liana had a small heart attack when she heard that peculiar voice. She gasped and her emerald eyes widened. Clutching her purse strap, she was ready to spin around and smack the stranger across the face with her bag.

"Alright, fucker, come get it!" she yelled, turning around.

She then restrained herself when she saw who it was. Her grip on the strap loosened and for some reason, Liana didn't feel like she was in danger. It was the ruby-eyed man.

"Oh gosh," she breathed and grinned, "I'm sorry. I thought I was going to get mugged for a second."

"Oh, I von't do zhat," the man said.

"You're the dude I saw at the club tonight."

"And zhou vere zhe DJ. I loved zhe music zhou played! I had never danced so much in my life! You vere simply vonderful!"

Liana blushed at this.

"Oh, thanks," she tried to hide the blushing. "I'm glad you liked my act. You know, I'm gonna be there again tomorrow night. Why don't you stop by?"

"I have a better idea," the man spoke in a different tone. Now he sounded more gentlemanly and austere. "Vhy don't zhou come vith me and I…"

"Um, no thanks. It's late and I want to get to bed. I'm bushed."

He had some weird accent and he talked in two different voices. Liana chided herself for thinking this guy wasn't so bad after all. Suddenly, she got a bad vibe about him. Now she began to think this guy was an escapee from some loony house.

"No?" he repeated.

"Yeah, no!" she said firmly. "I don't go off into the night with random dudes with kooky accents."

"I'm afraid zhou have no choice." The third voice she heard from him sounded threatening and angry.

"Hey, who the fuck are you to tell me what I can and can't do? I will call the police on your ass!"

"I am giving zhou one final warning, Human. Come vith me quietly or zhou vill force me to deal vith zhou zhe hard way…"

She flipped him her middle finger.

"Fuck off or I will call the cops!" Liana sneered.

"Zhou asked for it," the strange man frowned.

Her anger then utterly dissipated as he literally evaporated right before her very eyes. The woman's jaw dropped and for a moment she thought she was high or crazy. She reached her hand out to where he was standing just seconds earlier only to find nothing but thin air. There was an eerie silence and everything was almost too quiet. All she could hear was her pounding heart within her chest.

"What the..?" she whispered. "What in the name of God just happened?"

Suddenly, she heard a low rumbling. Briefly, Liana thought it was an earthquake but she couldn't feel any tremors beneath her feet. It was in the sky. Her body was paralyzed with fear and confusion and her urge to flee was nonexistent. Her knees felt like they were made of water and ready to give out on her.

Then she saw a beige and purple jet fly toward her. Her eyes grew to the size of saucers and she was ready to soil herself. Liana just couldn't move no matter what. Her body ceased to function altogether.

She watched as this jet transformed. It morphed into a giant robot with a jack-o-lantern face. As soon as it finished its transition, it alighted to the ground, landing on its feet. The thing knelt down to a scared shitless Liana.

"What the Hell are you..?" she stammered.

"I am Blitzwing!" said Random Blitzwing. "I vas zhe same guy zhou vere talking to a minute ago. I vas vearing a disguise."

"Wait a minute… You're one of those giant robots I heard about! Isn't there two kinds..? Crap, isn't it Autobots and…"

"Decepticon!"

"Yeah… Decepti-…" Liana realized which type was the evil faction. "Oh, fuck."

At last, she regained control of her body and she bolted. Blitzwing laughed and only had to extend his arm slightly. He scooped Liana into his servo. The three-faced robot then gently curled his servo up into a fist, preventing her from escaping.

"PUT ME DOWN!" she screamed like a banshee. "I DON'T WANNA DIE!"

"No," his faces changed and Hothead emerged, "zhou have to come vith me."

"FOR THE LOVE OF GOD AND ALL THAT'S HOLY, LET ME GO!"

His audio receptors were being scrambled by her loud pleas. Blitzwing then noticed as a few lights in the buildings began to turn on: people were starting to wake up from the commotion.

"I have not time for zhis nonsense," Icy scolded her. "Vhether zhou like it or not, zhou have no choice, Human."

Before any more attention could be drawn to himself and Liana, Blitzwing transformed into a jet. She was deposited into the cockpit where she was strapped securely into the pilot's seat. Flailing wildly, she tried to get out and save herself.

Liana then felt extremely dizzy and weak. Her vision began to blur and she couldn't even think straight. A cold sweat formed all over her body. Before she knew it, she fainted.