Chapter 3: Roman and Jazz meet
Roman was bored. He was currently watching a stupid baby cartoon show as it was the only slightly interesting thing on TV. To ignore it, he was playing on his black and silver Nintendo DS Lite. Like hell, he was going to watch it.
Three weeks had passed since Petunia had told him about his destiny. In that time, he had increased the intensity of his morning workout. In addition, his aunt had taught him Car and Bike Mechanics. He picked it up quickly, allowing him to learn various important life skills such as perseverance, teamwork and communication. It increased his self-confidence, self-worth and self-esteem.
Standing up from the floor, he silently left the living room. He sent his DS back up to his room and made his way to the garage, where his uncle kept his new work car. Entering the garage, he looked at the Pontiac Solstice. He could tell it was a little scratched. Vernon hadn't exactly been careful or abiding by road regulations when driving lately. He could easily remedy that. Grabbing a cloth, Roman started working on rubbing the scratches out of the bodywork, making it brand new. Out of the blue, he heard the kind voice again.
"Remember what I showed you, Roman," it said
Recalling the last dream he had, Roman knew immediately what he had to do. He put his hand against the hood of the car, feeling free, exhilarated. He could tell his life would be better. Feeling his magic react to the new presence, he leant against the cool metal. His head shot up as the fine hairs on the back of his neck prickled. Someone or something was watching him.
"Hello" he said slowly
When he received a response from the car in front of him, he looked at it shocked.
"Sup Roman? I 'magine you not doin' so good here. What do ya' say I take ya' somewhere ya will be taken care of? Thank ya for freeing me by the way. I'm in your debt."
"Jazz" Roman replied, recognising the voice from his dreams.
"Who else would it be? I am taking ya to America. You'll be safe there," Jazz answered
"How?" Roman asked
"Heard ya and ya aunt talking. I've got some explaining to do so why don't ya hop on in and we'll go for a drive," Jazz said
Shaking from the adrenaline coursing through his veins, Roman opened the driver's side of the car and climbed in. The Dursley's were out at the fun fair for Dudley's 'birthday' outing so Roman was yet again left in the house by himself. He was lucky no one spotted them. The engine purred, they drove off and Jazz began his explanation.
"Now Roman, I'll give ya the short version as the long will take well...days to explain. 'Tall began with the All-Spark, a cube that gives folks like me life. Trying to stop the bad people from getting a hold of it was difficult. In the end, it escalated into a full-scale war. A war that claimed my home planet Cybertron. When you are old enough, you will claim your position as Leader of the Predators Scorpions and birthright of Crown Prince of Greece. You have been told that haven't ya?" Jazz explained
"Yeah, I've been told about the key parts but not all of it. I've also been told about my heritage and my position in the six worlds I'm known to." Roman informed him.
"Good. I do not need to explain it then. You can't begin to imagine how grateful I am that ya brought me outta my coma" Jazz answered
"Its fine, Jazz. Anyway, I have been having dreams about the Autobots. There are you, but there is also a red and blue one, a black one, a green one and a yellow one. Can you tell me who they are?" Roman told him
"Yeah I can. The red and blue one is the Autobot leader Optimus Prime. The black one is our Weapons Specialist Ironhide. The green robot is our Chief Medical Officer Ratchet and the yellow one is our scout Bumblebee. I'm Optimus' first lieutenant and in charge of battle tactics" Jazz explained
"Thanks" Roman said
"No worries. Oh, now I think 'bout it I should deal with Dursley" Jazz said
"Don't please" Roman pleaded
"Why not?" Jazz asked
"One, he'll beat me until I'm unconscious if he finds out and two, the Dursley's are out at the moment" Roman rebuked
Jazz moaned in dismay at the news
"I've only got four more weeks left here then I'm leaving for the US of A. Please Jazz" he added
"Fine but I'm definitely doing it on the last night you're here" Jazz retorted
"That's all I'm asking for" Roman said
Jazz drove back to the Dursley's in silence, letting Roman to digest the information given. When they reached the garage, Roman hopped out and started his mechanics work again. He grabbed the cloth and buffed out all the scratches on Jazz's paintwork. Finishing that, he put the cloth down, grabbed the wrench and spanner and grabbed the old skateboard leaning on the wall next to the toolbox. Putting the skateboard on the floor, he used it to slide under the car. He decided he was going to buy a new skateboard after he had moved. He wanted to continue with his mechanics work. Looking at the underside, he could see that the engine had a few bolts loose. Tightening them took patience and time. Luckily, he had both at his disposal. After tightening the six bolts, Roman moved onto the gleaming engine underneath the hood. He had to pause to admire the six cylinder, turbo charged V8 engine. It was a million dollar work of art. Roman was annoyed at Jazz for trying to hide this beauty even though he was happy at being the only one to see it so far.
"I haven't shown ya my holoform yet have I?" Jazz said
"No you haven't" Roman retorted
"OK, here goes" Jazz replied
He activated his holoform causing Roman to pinch himself on the wrist and recheck the form in front of him. Jazz's holoform had a light brown complexion, black hair and silver eyes. The holoform was wearing a blue accented black T-shirt and dark blue distressed jeans. On its feet was a white pair of Nike trainers. To complete the look, the holoform had a gold eyebrow piercing and a golden wallet chain on the jeans. Roman smirked in approval.
"I love it," he said
"I thought ya might. This is how we can get away without being stopped by cops. My holoform is called Johnny. That way it will not be suspicious. And I've got the paperwork for him, it's great." Jazz replied
In the distance, a car engine was heard and it was heading towards them. The Dursley's were back so Jazz deactivated his holoform and Roman put the tools he was using away in the correct places in the toolbox. He checked the time: 18:15. He better get back inside the main household quickly. He did not want to get caught.
Entering the bathroom, Roman stripped and washed off the dried oil stains from his body. He sent his Mechanic clothes off, a pair of faded grey trackies and an oil stained t-shirt, back to the garage using wandless magic. He changed back into his windbreaker trousers and his black t-shirt. It had the words "Come to the Dark Side, we have cookies". He had few other like that, all in black, dark blue, dark green, dark grey and white. They had "Hell was so full, I came back", "Sleep Hunt Shoot", "Keep Calm I'm a Ninja" and "Sarcasm; Another service I offer".
He went straight to his room, too physically, mentally and emotionally drained to deal with his obnoxious uncle and cousin. He really did not want to deal with them tonight. If he could, he never wanted to deal with them. He loathed them with his entire being.