This story takes place after Prime, Rescue Bots and Robots in Disguise. This series will be very different with my own little twists, so please keep an open mind. (Sorry for the short first chapter. xP)

Salty ocean air was a newfound sense in the beginning of the day, but feet planted on the dock was a refreshing change. Luggage in hand, Jennifer Morris promptly made her arrival onto the land of the island she never believed she would discover. Griffin Rock, the Island of Advanced Technology.

Having arrived at late noon, Jennifer was quick to hail a taxi and find her hotel. A five hour trip by ferry from the mainland was enough to exhaust her. Thankfully, coffee was the pick-me-up she desired, and after settling into her hotel, the coffee shop was where she was found.

"Double espresso, please." Jennifer told the tired young man behind the counter. She failed to understand his exhausted demeanor, being that he worked in a shop full of coffee, but who was she to make assumptions? All she could do was gladly take the beverage and be on with her day.

Departing from the coffee shop, Jennifer took a sip of her hot drink, the carmel sensation sliding down her throat. In grey converse that kept her warm from the chilly Spring breeze, she walked down the sidewalks, admiring all that was in sight. Floating cars, robot construction workers and even automatic window cleaners caught her attention. The town was small, but big enough to hold a decent population of two hundred. With an island so advanced in technology from most of the world, it was a wonder that Griffin Rock was hard to find.

She paused her walking for a moment and took a deep breath. She was here. Finally. Her job could start. All she had to do was–

"New here?" A voice sounded on her left, silencing all her current thoughts. Turning her head quickly, she met eyes with a much older man, perhaps old enough to be her own father. The police chief suit and badge was what caught her gaze the most.

"I am." She replied with a calm yet confident countenance. "Am I in any sort of trouble?"

He smiled a bit. "No, M'am. Just didn't recognize ya. We all know each other here in this small town, so it's very easy to spot a new face."

Jennifer picked up on his protective aura, for reasons she currently did not know of. Pushing that aside, she replied with a smile, "Well it's very nice to meet you! I'm Jennifer Morris."

"Chief Charles Burns. Police Chief of this town and sole protector of this island, with my family."

"A family integrated rescue team? Fascinating."

"Well, like I said, we are a small town. Are you... here on business? Visiting a family member?"

Jennifer was growing uncomfortable with his pressing questions. What was there to know, and why? "My... late fiance used to live here, and I remember all the wonderful and strange things he told me about this place. I had to come see for myself."

Chief Burns seemed to relax a bit. "When it comes to strange, he got that part right."

Jennifer laughed, although halfheartedly. Still, she was pleased that any suspicion seemed to be lessening some.

"How long have you been Chief here?" She asked, wanting a turn at the pressing questions, a cheeky gleam in her eyes.

"It's been about thirty years. A wonderful privilege, if you ask me. Having my family and state-of-the-art rescue tech has made the job all the more interesting."

"What sort of tech?"

Chief Burns' mustache twitched, and Jennifer had to force down a wide smile. He replied, "Our vehicles can safely do the jobs of what takes dozens of mere human men. We're proud to be the first island in the US to ever successfully test such machinery."

"You know... that's one of the exact reasons why I came here." Jennifer hesitantly added to the conversation. "The thing is, I heard about the test of transforming vehicles in Washington. My father is the Secretary of State there, and even though it was part of his everyday life, he never let me see it first hand. Maybe because it was so classified, but for years... I've always wanted to see... if it was myth or truth. My mind has always worked like that. Alive with questions that need answering." A silence fell between them as Jennifer looked around, finally spotting a police car parked by the curb. "Is that your vehicle?"

"Yep. Has served me for about a decade and still running strong."

"He looks like he would be heavy duty." She could feel Chief Burns' suspicious gaze at her comment, even while she still gazed at the car. Another moment of silence fell.

"If you're available tomorrow, would you enjoy coming to the firehouse for dinner? My family and I enjoy welcoming newcomers."

Jennifer looked back at him and put a smile on her face, knowing that he intended to fill the evening with more questions on who she was. She never intended to let her guard down so quickly. "I would be glad to!" She responded.

"We'll see you then." He nodded politely. "Have a good day, Miss Morris."

"Same to you, Chief." She followed him with her gaze as he made his way to the police car. Yes, she was letting her guard down, faster than she planned, but it was here, right within her reach. The insignia on the vehicle's license plate proved that.