Linariel – Kind of a what if fic. I don't know if I'll keep doing it we'll see what everyone thinks of it. I want to make sure this story is something people will be interested in. I like the idea very much myself but I want to see if it's worth writing. You might have seen this in the past I almost dropped it but then it just kept coming up and now I've refined and fixed it up. I just couldn't put it away… the plot was screaming at me begging me to continue.

Disclaimer: I do not own any Transformers the credit for these remarkable characters goes to Hasbro and Michael Bay's team who produced the movie, and Dreamworks. I do however own all the characters that don't appear in any of the TF or any other show, movie, or book.

No Refuge

Prologue: The Assignment

"They say life will remain simple no matter what you try. That nothing can't be explained by a good book or a rush to the internet. Yeah... that's a lot of crap. After Kendra and I were approached with a new assignment you could say our lives were never the same again. We got a whole new outlook on the other side of the dumpster what is right and what seems right. Heh all in all it was one hell of a ride."

- Edwin Harper

Edwin Harper enjoyed his work as a Private Investigator. He took on some of the most complicated cases out there. With his smooth cut blond hair, and twinkling brown eyes. Nothing escaped his line of vision if he could help it. He prided himself at a clean record no matter how dangerous or ever changing his missions could be, he always came out unharmed. A master of disguise to his own extent he could easily blend into his environment with no problem. So that was probably why these men had came to him personally with a case like this. Although… as he read through the folders he couldn't help but feel that this case in general just… didn't make sense.

His partner Kendra Ronal seemed to agree with him, running her fingers through her naturally shiny auburn hair she bit her lip in concentration, though her brow was increased tenfold. She only did that when she was puzzled or couldn't grasp the assignment at hand. She wasn't the best in the field but she was an auspicious hacker with more brains then brawns.

They balanced each other out at that extent.

Glancing up Edwin took in the two men who had distributed the case. Unlike their own chief who was all backbone, but with a comical easy going side, these men meant business. Both wore lavish black suits, and a pair of shades to cover up any emotion that would have easily given the young agent a better idea of who they were working with.

He already understood they were government agents especially after they'd taken the time to show off their pristine badges. They were higher ups.

Examining again the folders that were stacked on his desk there were approximately eight of them each with the individuals name on it. Only three were worth being noted, a military captain, a tech sergeant, and government analyst. Other then that it was all civilians. What was the point of this? Why was the government so interested in these people?

Passing the folders to Kendra she took them without another word and instead went back to studying their proposed assignment. Turning to the men he let out a sigh and spoke. "So let me get this straight. You want us to track down the location of these eight individuals or a least the four of the eight? The ones labeled in red correct?"

The main agent gave him a curt nod. "That is correct Agent Harper."

Tapping his fingers on his desk he glanced over at Kendra who nodded. There had to be more to this then what met their eyes. "Okay what's the catch?"

"Sir?"

"Don't think I'm blind cause I aint." Edwin sighed leaning back into his chair to look out the clear glass window to the sky above they were on the twenty eighth story in New York City, it was a sunny day outside for once which made the atmosphere outside rather cheery compared to the stiff tension on the inside. "Since when do government agents take the time to track down normal people. Even the analyst and the military officers resigned some time ago so I don't get it."

"That is not your concern, what is Agent, is that they need us to find and detain them soon. They are a threat to national security." The agent replied without missing a beat.

"That's another thing I've never heard of your branch of government yet you have the President's seal of approval." Waving a paper with their Nation's Leader's unmistakable signature neatly on the dotted line. "What is the real story behind this?"

"That is classified. You don't have to get it." Said the other one coldly. "Sector Seven is a special access group that works under secret. You both should be honored that your boss suggested you for the case or you'd never get the privilege of hearing about us."

Kendra rolled her eyes finally speaking. "Whoop dee do." she said her usually sweet tone now dripping with sarcasm. "Why would we ever want to work with some stuck up individuals like you two I mean come on you…" Harper quickly shushed her not wanting to get in over their heads.

"We'll take it." Edwin said he could already feel Ronal's heated glare at him but she didn't move to speak. After all sometimes Harper took charge of things he was the leader after all. She jokingly referred to herself as his sidekick.

The two sector seven agents seemed pleased, a delighted smile even came on one of the men's lips. "Excellent!" replied the first enthusiastically he was obviously the nicer of the two. "I knew you'd both be perfect for the job, you can easily blend in, and your age makes you seem harmless." That was true Edwin was 24, and Kendra was just a little bit behind at 23.

She just glowered at the man, Harper could easily tell, Ronal didn't like either of them. He couldn't blame her, he wasn't too comfortable with their company either. "On one condition you tell us at least why we need to track them down?"

"They have committed a major felony against the government." The second said coldly keeping his shades high over his eyes. "Also I must warn you two the boy…" He pointed to the nearby open folder with a picture of a teenage male with messy dark brown hair. "Is considered a hostile he's exhibited abnormal causalities and must be detained. Out of the eight he is the most vital one to track down."

Looking at the picture Edwin, and Kendra couldn't help being more confused. Why was the government so interested in this Sam Witwicky, kid. From what they could tell he seemed like a normal teenage boy.

A/N – I know it's short but this is just the prologue I'm curious how many responses I will get. I want to see if people want to even read this fic. Don't worry regardless of that I will write it. And the next chapter will focus on Autobots, and their humans mostly. It will also be longer so are you interested or not? As for questions about what the heck is going on those will have to wait but don't worry everything will be explained in due time.