Chapter 2: Too Dark
Thundercracker looked up at the moon as it began to reveal itself in the evening air. A few leaves dropped onto him as he laid on the ground, just staring at the sky. For something being so vast, one would expect they could get lost in it, or prevent someone else from finding them; but unless you were going past the sound barriers, it was difficult to hide yourself in the sky. He sat slowly as he heard the rumble of engines. A pair of headlights split through the brush, and a vehicle leaped from behind it, the headlights directly on him.
"Freeze, Decepticon!" A voice shouted. Thundercracker took a fighting stance and glared at the vehicle. Before he had a chance to fire at the Autobot, two more sets of headlights shown from behind Thundercracker, and he turned to see Bumblebee and Jazz come to a rest, their engines gunning. He watched the three of them, and lowered his gun. It was obvious to see he was outnumbered, and it was idiotic to try and take them all at once. He wasn't that stupid. The Autobots transformed, and Bluestreak slowly inched towards him.
"Planning a get together party, Thundercracker?" Bumblebee piped from behind. The seeker turned and glared at him, and sat back down to prove he was of no threat.
"No. I'm alone."
"Whatever for, man?" Jazz questioned. Thundercracker eyed him carefully.
"None of your business. Leave me alone."
"The twins are saying there's nothing around. He might be telling the truth, they're still checking the airways." Prowl's voice echoed through the night from Jazz's radio.
"I am telling the truth." Thundercracker barked in Jazz's direction. Jazz put his gun away and stepped forward to the Decepticon, extending his hand. The seeker watched him, realizing it was a gesture of assistance. He didn't take it.
"Jazz, be careful." Bluestreak mentioned from the side.
"Celebrating Halloween on your own?" The Porsche asked cheerfully. After a pause, the seeker accepted his hand and stood.
"No. I just needed to get away." Mentally, Thundercracker nailed himself for saying the wrong thing. Megatron was going to have his head later, as if Starscream's death didn't do it first.
"Away? From the Decepticons?" Bumblebee stepped up to him.
"Nothing in the air. This guy's completely clean." Sideswipe shouted from the radio.
"I did something, alright? Leave me the slag alone!" Silence. Each of the Autobots looked one another. After a time, Jazz took Bumblebee and Bluestreak towards a clearing, away from the seeker. He kept an optic on him at all times, however.
"Spike was right when he said weird things happen on Halloween. Guess it does affect Transformers after all." Bumblebee mumbled.
"I don't think Red Alert will be glad to hear that."
"But still, what could have Thundercracker done that would make him want to...in better terms...escape the Decepticons?"
"Maybe he---"
"Whoo hoo hoo! We've got ourselves a flyin' bat!" Sideswipe's voice shouted over the radio.
"Who is it, Sideswipe?" Jazz questioned.
"Seeker, of course. Just one! Seems like they're giving each other the silent treatment or something. This one's feisty!"
"Can you take him?"
"If I said no, I wouldn't be Sideswipe, now wou---"
"We can't take him, Jazz. I don't know what this guy's pullin', but he's slipping through every trap we've got." Sunstreaker's barked through his own radio, interrupting his brother.
"Can you tell who it is?"
"Nope. Too dark. Even the moon's not giving him a name." Thundercracker stepped over to the group, and Jazz drew his gun.
"We'll be there in a sec, Sunny. Blue? Take care of our lone soldier here, will you?" The porsche grinned before he and Bumblebee transformed and gunned their way out towards the twins' coordinates. Bluestreak stood there, looking at Thundercracker. Neither of them drew their guns, but Thundercracker took the first shot, grabbing a hold of Bluestreak's wing and slamming him into a tree. He closed up any exits, and got in the Autobot's face.
"You're afraid of me." Blue stuttered, at a loss for words.The seeker grabbed a hold of his missles and gun, and tossed them aside, leaving the datsun defenseless. Bluestreak waited for the punch, but instead, felt a release of pressure on his wing, causing him to fall to his knees. The seeker looked down at him sternly. Bluestreak dared a gaze up at him, and his wings gave a hard twitch when the full moon silhouetted the Decepticon perfectly. It was silent, except for the sounds of Jazz and Bumblebee's engines, which were quickly dying into the ambience.