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Vegeta was sick the rest of the day and his health was so bad that he didn't even want to train.

He was so tired and he didn't know why he could be so exhausted

Bulma was scared and was so exhausted after the event that happened last night she didn't even go into the lab to work. She lounged around and she was very worried about Vegeta.

'He must be to out off it because he's so sick. He didn't even sense the presence of that beast that came in last night. Now he's not even training and that's a sure sign that something is wrong.'

Vegeta who was lounging himself decided he'd take a nap and started up the stair way. Bulma decided she could go for a snack so she headed out for the kitchen.

When Vegeta got to the top of the stairs he noticed all the scientists and police men had gone.

Gone to study the evidence and trails and to see if there was any trace of the animal anywhere.

He shook his head in guilt and weariness and thought the nap would help even more to ease his aching head full of questions.

As he got closer to his room it happened again

The pain it was back and almost stronger than ever.

It felt like a horrible painful itch under his skin. Last nights events running in Vegeta's mind he decided it would be safer for everyone to lock himself inside his room.

He ran to his room and shut the door and locked it before the pain got to severe.

The pain was so horrible and this time he didn't black out even though he was almost at the brink of unconsciousness from the pain.

He was desperate to rid himself of the pain so desperate he clawed at his skin hoping it would relieve the painful itching underneath.

He soon found himself fighting for mental control as he felt the other mind trying to take control like it had last night.

"What's happening to me!?" Vegeta yelled but gasped in surprise as his voice changed into a very low feral guttural sound resounding deep within...

He felt his control ebbing by the force of the pain as he felt his skin splitting and his face growing and his teeth elongating.

He scratched and clawed more at his painful itchy skin until he felt it was coming off and underneath was silky fur. He felt his bones contorting. Growing, and elongating. As the last bit of control slipped into the shadows his mind screamed out...

'NO THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING! NO!!!'

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" His last cry became an eerie howl.

Bulma looked in alarm towards the stairs when she heard it. At first she had thought someone was in trouble when she heard the "no" but it morphed into the howl.

She ran to the stairs to hear something clawing and slamming into a door up there.

She ran into the kitchen and grabbed the phone and called the scientists and police to come there immediately but she phoned to late.

As she hung up the receiver she turned toward the kitchen entrance door and there it was staring at her.

It's huge muzzle full of razor teeth dripping with long strands of drool. The wolf being was crouched but apparently it could walk on its back legs the way it had its feet place.

Its solid black form with well defined muscles seen through the fur talked towards her.

Its tail lifted for balance as he stood tall and Bulma gasped at his height.

Last night she could only see its form in the shadows and when you're running desperately for your life you wouldn't pay that much attention.

The creature's lean but muscular body kept slinking closer and extended its claws at her.

Bulma screamed

She bolted only to have the beast right behind her snarling and growling after her.

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