a/n: Well I revised this chapter too! So I hope you guys enjoy it and review to tell me what you think! It was inspired by Stephanie Meyer's Twilight and New Moon.

Prologue

L.A, California
3:34am…

Warm blood flowed through his mouth. He could feel the blood pumping through his veins as he sunk his teeth deeper into his victim's neck, he could feel his all senses heightening…

The victim's arms slowly went completely limp and fell to the side, but he didn't seem to notice. Then, something in the back of his mind clicked and he knew that it was time for him to stop…if he wanted the human to live.

He could just simply let her die……yes…….he could do that. Pathetic humans! They're a waste of air and space anyway. He snared and was just about to continue drinking all the blood when particular memory flashed through his mind.

"Stop it, Vegeta!" Blue eyes turned to him, and focused solely on him. The fire and passion in her eyes was enough to drive any man mad. He had to control himself from shaking with desire.

"You could've killed him! What were you thinking?" She yelled at him, stepping closer to him. He could smell her scent, that unique scent that only she had, an aroma that always made him shake with uncontrollable desire.

He frowned pulling back. Suddenly, as if loosing his interest he dropped the woman on the floor carelessly and jumped up the building, out of the dark alley.

"Vegeta, you didn't kill him did you?" A man with wild black hair asked as he landed on the roof of a building.

"Of course not," He snared back at the other man. He took a minute to look at the night's view of LA. Funny, how it could be crowed that no one even realizes what is really happening around them.

"Wanna go train a little?" The other man asked smirking.

"If that would shut you up, Kakkarote." He replied back as they headed back to their home.

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Tokyo, Japan

"So when are you going to be back, b-chan?" A female with black exotic hair asked through the computer screen.

"Soon." A beautiful woman answered nonchalantly, running a hand through her silky blue hair. She crossed her arms over her chest and frowned trying to decide which clothes she should wear out of the many.

She was standing near her closet, her back to the computer screen. She sighed and picked up a dark, forest-green dress suit and held it up against herself and turned to the computer.

"This one or the black one before, Chi?" She asked trying to decide between the two suits.

"This one." Chichi answered, then sighed softly catching the other women's attention. "You know, I wasn't suppose to tell you this but…"

"Tell me what?" Bulma asked her long time best friend, looking at Chichi with complete attention. "Chichi Mau Son. You started it, so tell me." She demanded. Through the computer screen Bulma could see her friend's concern and worry face.

"Well, it's your father. It happened a few weeks ago. He got attacked by one of the wolves. It was Silver. Your father told me not to tell you because he knew you would-" Chichi started to explain but got cut off by a frantic Bulma.

"He got WHAT? This was WEEKS ago and you didn't tell me? Is he ok? Where was he hurt?" Bulma all but yelled at the screen.

"Bulma-" Chi started but got cut off.

"I mean that's Silver we're talking about. That bastard, I'm gonna-"

"BULMA!" Chichi screamed finally getting her attention. "Your father is fine, it's just a few scratches that can be easily taken care of." Seeing that her friend had cooled down a bit she continued, "What I'm trying to tell you is that; there is something going on here, they're planning something…something big. We can all feel it. I'm sure you can too, Bulma."

Bulma nodded in agreement, "Yes, I have to tell you something but you have to promise me you won't tell anyone."

"I swear, now what is it?" Chichi asked excitedly, almost too excited.

"Right…you swear," Bulma said sarcastically, narrowing her eyes suspiciously, "Are you going to rattle on me like you did on my father?" Bulma asked.

"That one doesn't count cuz I crossed my fingers" Chichi replied hotly, Bulma had to laugh at that one. "Please tell me? Come on!!! You can't leave me hanging here!"

Bulma lost her smile as she leaned closer to the screen. " You remember how I used to have those weird dreams when we were kids? It started up again."

Chichi's eyes widened, "Not a good sign, Blue."

"Yes, I know."

"What was the dream about?"

"I'll tell you when I get back. You swore that you won't tell anyone."

"Yes yes, I swore. Don't worry your secret is safe with me."

"That is exactly why I worry." Bulma muttered to herself.

"I heard that…" Chichi pouted, "So when are you coming back?"

"Didn't I tell you already?"

"No! All you kept saying was 'soon'." Chichi mocked, making the last word light and cool trying to imitate Bulma's voice. Bulma laughed out.

"Soon, as in 3 days." She said, her smile widened when Chichi squealed with happiness.

"I'll go spread the word. I'm sure your father would be happy to hear the news and…" She leaned in closer to the screen. "…a certain prince of the underworld."

Chichi winked and disconnected before Bulma got the chance to say anything. They both knew whom Chichi was referring to, and Bulma would be lying if she said she wasn't trilled to see all her friends again…and him.

Bulma looked around her small but stylish house that she's been living in for the past 15 years. It was time to move again and she couldn't help but sigh, turning to look out the window. These dreams, what do they mean? Some of the dreams were the same, others were very distorted, messy. But one thing was sure; she had no idea what the dreams meant.

A/n: Any review is welcomed!