How I Danced with the Man in the Mirror

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rlington Avenue, might be one of the easy going towns in Brooklyn, New York, but deep inside its heart laid one of the dopest buildings in all of Brooklyn, the lighthouse. The lighthouse made more crazy noise than the entire Yankee stadium and had more lightening on its dance floor than ‘club la-vela,’ the largest nightclub in the United States of America.

I definitely rode w. ith the A-teams and not with the inferior B-class dance crews. Just ain’t my style and so we had to come up with the best dance crew in all of Brooklyn. We had the likes of Maximus Dwayne, an exceptionally skilled dancer. He happened to be the leader and co-founder of our dance crew. Then we had the son of the legendary Black Jackson, I referred to him as my adopted cousin and that’s because his family was the only extended family I ever had plus the fact that we both grew up right here on the streets of Arlington Avenue, where I learnt my first dance moves from the Black Jackson himself.Im talking about the Special one himself Lloyd Jackson.

Then weve got Klause, the elastic man. Raul Santiago, the son of the multi- billion dollars kingpin, who is said to be the third most influential man in all of New York and presently owns the largest and most powerful cartel in all of Brooklyn. I’m talking about the big billionaire boss himself, Phillipe Don Carlos Santiago.

 Though he is from a very wealthy and powerful family, yet he loved dancing on the streets. Mayor Banks, the stunt hit-man, Tonya Fox, a stripper, who became the second female on our dance crew after myself; Marley Wales, the two step killer. We also had a room for the White Dude Ryan Gates, the Robo-man, Natasha flames Max’s girl friend. Now here was the part where I, Melina Sparks, came in. You can call me the Show Stealer and that’s because I knew how to make the dance floor rock and at the same time get the crowds cheering, and not forgetting Kim, the Asian American, who sometimes served as our last resort when competitions got really tough and had a special way of bringing life to the team.

They are one of the finest and most creative dancers I had ever come across and together we formed the best dance crew in all of Brooklyn; together we became the Maximus Prime. We became the beginning and ending of every dance battle, and we were the new generation dance transformers. Only for the fact that we did not run after a cube, we just danced for the glory, and money.

The Saxons was one of the greatest dance crews representing Bedford Avenue, a place well recognized for rising some of the greatest dancers in urban Brooklyn amongst them is the legendary Christopher Jackson, a.k.a the Black Jackson. He was a dance god to the young generation and so influential that every young one wanted to talk like him, act like him, dance like him and even dress like him. As a matter of fact we all wanted to be like him. He was our role model and at the same time mentor to many young black and white dancers in Brooklyn.

Our host and MC, at the lighthouse, who is nearly seven feet tall, is Jason Black, a.k.a the Komondor, named after a large Hungarian breed of livestock guard dog. He always loved the doggish life and since he could not be the next Snoop Doggy Dogg because he was never a gifted rapper, he had to make use of his tough muscles, height and an amazingly great physic, which made the thugs in Brooklyn greatly fear him.

No wonder he was hired for the job of the host at the lighthouse by Mr. Hudson, a bulky of five feet tall Man, with blond hair, deep eyes and a crooked voice. However, most people never really liked Mr. Hudson; most recently was he accused of the murder of some white and black folks not too long ago and severely criticized by the blacks in the neighborhood of racial abuse and sexual assault on a thirteen years old black girl.

However, despite every strong accusation against him, Mr. Hudson always came out clean and free of all charges pressed against him. Probably, this might be due to his strong connections with the Mayor and the magistrate, Judge Clinton, and some other powerful political top guns.

Mr. Hudson, a wealthy and influential politician but despite being a fine politician, he happens to be a very terrible political leader, for he was never interested in the good of the public or anybody except his own greedy interest.