Vegeta woke up. Slowly his eyes fluttering open. Looking around all he saw was a dense forest, with tall trees and thick brush. He growled and slammed his fist into the ground He knew he was on Earth. He sat up, looking down at himself he saw that he had a black trench coat on with all black pants. "Very Funny" He muttered. Standing up he concentrated seeing if he still had wings. But he didn't. Whispering a few choice swear words he started to walk. He didn't know where he was going, but frankly he didn't care. He put his hands in his pocket. Noticing something small and sharp he pulled it out. His gem, it was silver with a black chain holding it. He put it over his head. letting it hang down to his chest he buttoned the small golden buttons back up. He was glade to have one thing he knew how to use. He looked down at his gem and sighed in relief. He touched it lightly and transported to the closest city.

"Damn it" Vegeta swore. His anger was rising and he didn't have any way of releasing his tension. He look around and realized he was in a dark alley, with trash cans and garbage cover the little alley way. He stepped over a broken glass. Not paying attention to what was around him and just looking at the ground as to not step on anything. He was quickly thrown up against a brick wall and a small hand knife coming to meet the flesh on his neck.

"Don't yell or try anything or I'll cut your throat" Said a deep voice from behind. The person started to walk backwards further into the alley. This was just the thing he needed. Vegeta turned his head slightly to see the man slightly. He gave a lethal smile. This was going to be fun. Vegeta slammed his elbow into the guys rib cage with speed no human possessed. The man doubled over in pain all the while dropping the knife. Vegeta turned around swiftly while kicking the man in the nose. Vegeta knew that he broke by the crunch and the amount of blood pouring from the wound. Vegeta put his fists together and slammed them down on the over weight mans neck. Breaking his neck and surrendering the man dead. Vegeta huffed. That wasn't a challenge at all. He grabbed the mans wallet. He heard sirens wailing in the back ground. He walked out of the alley and down the street towards the sign that said motel. He walked in and up to the counter. A young man in his mid twenty's came up.

"Hello, May I help you?"

"How much is a room?"

"45 dollars a night" The young attendant said cheerfully.

"Alright I'll take it" Vegeta took out the wallet he had just stolen, reaching in he pulled out a fifty handing it to the attendant who handed him a key in return. Vegeta walked to the room he was given. Opening it up, the smell from it stank and the bed didn't look clean at all. Oh well he needed a place to stay for the night. Vegeta took off the coat and sat it on a small chair by the bed. He sat down on the bed and fell back. Finally peace...

Vegeta awoke to yelling. Someone was yelling and it was starting to bug him. He turned his head in the direction of the yelling, opening one eye to see who it was he saw four police officers. One walked up to him and grabbed his arm. Pulling up roughly.

"Hey what do you think your doing" Vegeta said while grabbing a hold of the officers arm and flipping him over his head and on to one of the other police men. Vegeta grabbed his coat and looked at the other two who started to walk towards him. 'What is this all about anyway?" Vegeta asked. He didn't get an answer as one of the men walked up behind him while the other came around to his front. The one behind put a cloth to his nose and mouth forcing him to inhale through the cloth. Vegeta's last coherent though was 'Bad Idea'

Vegeta's eyes fluttered open to a bright light being shown in his face. As soon as he did he closed his eyes, Pain shot through his head signifying he had a migraine.

"What's going on?" Vegeta mumbled. He tried to move his hand but found it locked behind him. Vegeta squinted his eyes. Looking around there was a lamp then blackness. Sick of the light he lifted his left leg around and kicked it down. Successfully turning it off. Vegeta opened his eyes normally. Being able to see in the dark pretty well he found he was in a small room by himself. There was a mirror, knowing full well people where behind it he started to talk.

"Alright. I don't know why I'm here. Or why you guys want me here. But if someone doesn't come and get these handcuffs off I will remove them myself" Vegeta stated calmly. To his surprise someone walked into the room. The person sat in a chair just a few feet in front of Vegeta.

"Sir, I'm sure you could probably get out of those cuffs. But that is not why I'm here. See we brought you here because last night there was a reported murder. The person who had witness you do the crime, told us that they had seen you head into the Wood Motel right after the incident. Now I'm not saying you did it but from all the information we have and your behavior you showed does fit the profile. But we do not have any proof. Besides the eye witness who could be lying. I don't know" The man said. He stood up and walked to the door where he flipped a switch and lights came on. The man walked back over and slumped down into the chair moving it a bit closer to Vegeta. "Now. I would have ran finger print check on you but. Seeing as you don't have any finger prints I couldn't do that. I'm not going to question you on that just yet but I would like to know your name?" The officer said.

"Vegeta"

"Alright. Vegeta my name is Detective Fuentes. Now could you tell me where you where last night between the hours of 1:00 am and 3:30 am?"

"Don't I need a lawyer for this?" Vegeta asked. The Detective sighed, it was so hard working with the stubborn ones he thought, as he rubbed his temples feeling a headache come on.

"Sir-"

"Vegeta"

"Ok Vegeta. Please just answer my question" Detective Fuentes asked trying to keep his calm.

"I walked into town and got a room" Vegeta stated flatly. He was getting inpatient and he was hungry. He wanted out of there.

"Alright. Do you have any proof?"

"Yes ok. The Guy at the desk"

"What Desk"

"WHAT DESK DO YOU THINK I'M TALKING ABOUT?" Vegeta shouted. Standing up he pulled his elbows back successfully getting out of the chair. The officer rose putting his hands up defensively.

"Alright calm down. How about me and you take a ride out there?"

"Ok. As long as I get to get something to eat"

After Arguing some more, eating and talking to the young fellow at the desk Vegeta was finally let on his own. He knew the detective forgot about him not having any finger prints but he wasn't going to argue. He was tired. Having to give Gary 'Guy At the Motel Desk' a Death Glare when The Detective was talking to him. And Arguing all Day long all he wanted to do was sleep. After Detective Fuentes was done with all his questioning he had dropped Vegeta off at another hotel. One a bit nicer then the Wood Motel. Vegeta quickly made it to the front desk and got his new room for the night.