As I led my new companions out of the woods, I thought of all possible excuses for explaining these two without giving the game away. Then I hatched a brilliant idea.
"Sideways, is your robot body still in this time?" I asked, stopping abruptly. Unfortunately, joy of joys, Bonecrusher crashed into me. As he rubbed his head, I, once again, thwacked him on the head.
"Next time, DON'T walk directly behind me," I ranted before turning back to Sideways, who was trying not to laugh at Bonecrusher.
"Yeah, it's back in the forest, why?" he said, looking at me curiously.
"I want you to go and create a holo-formed house. In the morning, meet us at the church at the coordinates I'll send you tonight. And please, teach bony boy there how to behave. Considering his skin colour and the attitudes of people of this time, he'd end up getting beaten to a pulp within a heartbeat," I sighed, ignoring said D-con's glare.
"I'll try, but don't get high expectations," Sideways grinned, leading the sandy Decepticon back through the woods as I made my way back to the Packard.
"Sorry for the wait gentlemen, but I got a little lost," I excused, bringing the men from their conversation.
"Well now that you're done, we'd better get back before they assume the worst," Hammer said, seeming in better spirits. In agreement, the three of us got in the Packard and drove home. All the while, I was thinking about how to explain Sideways and Bonecrusher. That, and I was hoping beyond hope that Bonecrusher's holoform name wasn't Bonec Rusher. If it was, then he's as bad as humans when it comes to naming things!
? POV
It felt strange, having two sparks combined. Still, I had all memories from being both cons. That and the belief that, through that rip in time, I had been given a second chance to do the right thing.
"Are you sure about this Grindor? If we're to change our ways, then attacking humans seems to be going at it the wrong way," Demolisher said through my comlink.
"Considering what time this is, we're doing a good deed. Some of these humans are no better than the Decepticons we defected from," I said back, already with the target in my sights. I could see the caravan of these so called night men driving down a dirt track, a house at the end of it being the target. Looking a little further to the left, I could see the familiar red and white excavator.
"Targets inbound, be ready," I said, flying lower as I got closer.
"I see them, I'm ready," the Constructicon said as I watched him move into position. He was to block them while I was to give them the scare.
I hovered in place, watching the excavator pull a huge mound of earth onto the road, blocking the night men's advance with one mighty heave. I watched as they got out of their cars, complaining, before I slowly moved closer.
"What the heck's that noise?" one of them shouted, obviously hearing my rotors. As they started to look around, I began my transformation, my main rotors shifting onto my back while the cockpit became my chest. As I finished forming my bi-pedal mode, I landed with a mighty crash, my feet resting just inches from the back of the furthest car.
"Maybe it's me, insects!" I yelled, my crimson optics blazing. I took a step forward avoiding stepping on the vehicles as I advanced closer. Unluckily for them, Demolisher had made the slope too steep for them to climb. I could easily understand the things they were yelling, but what made me angry was the fact they were claiming they were innocent.
"You pathetic creatures are far from innocent! You harm those of your own species just because they are different! If you attack the people in that house, then you'll die by my hand!" I spat, also spitting out oil as I spoke. As they tried to scramble away, I turned and ran, transforming into my chopper mode.
"You definitely got your point across. Now, can we worry about actually trying to blend in with the humans, rather than scare the slag outta them?" Demolisher said, slowly moving to get rid of the earth pile while the humans drove at speeds that could rival Starscream's retreats. "Gotta say, I've only ever seen Starscream retreat that fast," he added, chuckling as he spoke.
"He's never retreated. Merely advanced backwards," I laughed, finding a clearing and transforming. Performing a quick scan, I detected no roads or settlements that were too close by. Sending Demolisher the coordinates, I waited as he rolled up in robot mode. "Any way you can have a secondary, bi-pedal robot mode?" I asked, watching as he shifted and morphed. He was still a good few feet taller than me, but at least he had two legs to stand on.
"Better?" he asked, now already shifting into excavator mode. I nodded before transforming back to copter mode, letting all systems power down as I activated my holo-form.
As I opened my eyes, the first thing I noticed was that it was morning. I sighed, mentally slapping myself for falling into recharge. The next thing I noticed was the man in front of me. He had ginger hair and unusual orange/brown eyes. He was wearing a white shirt with dark red/brown jeans and black shoes.
"What do you think? Meet Mr Damon Terex," Demolisher said, having been looking at his form in a mirror on his alt-mode.
"Alright, move your aft," I said, stepping up to the mirror. My dark red/brown eyes like what they saw, a tall man with dark brown hair, a grey shirt and light blue jeans.
"Come on Mr Vanity, let's explore the area a bit," Demolisher laughed, his words breaking my gaze from the mirror. Blushing slightly, I followed after him. Before we could leave the clearing, he paused, a curious look in his eye.
"What's your holo-form name?" he asked, his question catching me off guard. I paused, thinking it over, when an idea, no doubt from Blackout's own mind within mine, answered the question for me.
"Bradley Pavelow," I replied, my Constructicon companion nodding in agreement, before we continued on our way.