Okay I was going to be mean and wait till I got a third review but I thought about it and I don't review most of the stories I read so I thought what the hell. This one is going to be split into different chapters, but it is all really one chapter. Here is another review after only two updates and no requested character. I don't have much of an evil imagination tonight so we will just watch Goku in a monkey suit dance around with a mettle mug in his hand. How does that sound? DANCE MONKEY DANCE!

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Fan-to-fiction: the fuck is the one sitting next to you OHHHHH! Haha jk. Well sorry love but I had to bring him back for drama sake. Can't have a story without some kind of drama in it or there wouldn't be much of a plot. And for YOUR information, elephants are extremely intelligent but there brains are the size of a peanut 0.0 oh and here is some Doritos.

I-Love-Trunks1: Yea I thought adding the Scooby gang would be good fun. I twisted it up a bit but they are just to kid friendly sometimes. I don't know why but I always thought of Daphne as kind of a whore.

Chapter 16

When traveling though time you should never question as to why it takes so long for someone to come home, but 10 years!? This shit was getting ridiculous! Trunks didn't actually like them more then who he had here did he? His family was here for kami's sake! Nikkei was here, Gismo, Mary, May Marianna, geez he had a lot of friends with M names, Matin, Jezebel. Vegeta thought that for anyone at all he would come home for it would be Mary. The pretty Irish girl he seemed so in love with. To be honest, Vegeta actually liked this girl, she had spirit, not like the rest of the plastic dolls his son had dated before her, she was his total opposite, she was practically his babysitter. Vegeta snickered at that thought, to think his son needed his girlfriend to actually watch over him.

Vegeta was so lost in his thoughts, he didn't realize he had walked right into Santa Monica, anark territory. Oh well, he wasn't doing anything to them, shouldn't cause much trouble. He had wondered the streets almost every night for 10 years hoping his son would pop up. This was the first time he was so lost in the thought that he actually walked to his son's old territory. Vegeta use to know everyone here pretty well. That was 10 years ago though. The last time he was here he was with his son, Gary, Max Strauss, Brutus, Colette, Destany, Azia (all the local primogen of L.A.) his son, and his son's friends. Good lord all those pretty young girls Trunks kept in his company where all down to earth smart girls, usually they had bite behind there bark, they weren't just talkers. Trunks's friends each had a little bit of a saiyan soul to them, mostly because Vegeta was involuntarily the neighborhood dad. They where around all the time ever sense they where kids. Even the two boys Matin and Gismo where 'adopted' by Vegeta, as much as they really tried his patients and got on his last nerve more often then the girls did.

Vegeta smiled at the memory of the three boys always finding a way to get into trouble, and sometimes the girls would sit back and watch there sneaky little plans backfire. Now don't get him wrong, the girls where little trouble makers themselves. They where involved more then on the side line. In fact, girls tend to be twice as sneaky and twice as smart then those boys could. Vegeta was sure they got away more often then they got caught. Of course Vegeta suffered most of it, the kids where at his house all the time, and on occasion one of the others houses. When Trunks was taken by the vampires, it started a whole chain. One after the other with Vegeta being the second one picked off the life line first, the camarilla had to stay secret, originally the plan was to kill them, but Vegeta managed to talk them out of that idea.

Vegeta died at a mature age of 38, the rest where all 16 through 17, they where turned when they where still mere children! This thoroughly pissed Vegeta off when he found out what LaCroix was doing with them. He had never forgiven Prince LaCroix for turning his kids into vampires.

Vegeta shook the memory and just in time. A group of young upstarts where stalking Vegeta down. Vegeta figured it was new blood, vampires working for Therese to earn their keep in Santa Monica by keeping Camarilla out of Santa Monica, Vegeta smirked, the poor fledglings had no idea what they where getting themselves into. Vegeta let them come close as they wanted; he continued to walk over to the parking garage that led to the boardwalk. Soon as he reached the most deserted part of the lot he did an about face. The vampires stopped immediately with a look of shock. They where frozen with fear, never had anyone noticed them. Most figure they are a bunch of drunks finding their cars. What really took them back was he just disappeared.

He reappeared behind them but their eyes remained in the same place. "Hey," said Vegeta. The others turned around to look at him. Their gaze shifted from where he was to where he is. Vegeta picked one up with one hand with his hands around his throat and threw him into a car. One of them came at him with a bat but Vegeta just ducked and sucker punched him in the gut. He then jumped up and spin kicked him into a concrete wall. Vegeta smirked 2 down 3 to go. Vegeta grabbed two heads and cracked them into each other, only one stood shaking in her boots. Vegeta walked toward her, she took a couple steps back, so he grabbed her collar and pulled her up to his face. "Tell Therese Vegeta's in town and he is not happy." He shoved her to the ground and the girl scampered away in fear.

The sound of clapping behind Vegeta caused him to turn around quickly to see who it was, it was non other then May, in the flesh. She was exactly how Vegeta remembered her 10 years ago. A read headed tall girl about 15. She wore a beanie with 68 EYES written on it, a black halter top with a white large button up shirt that seemed to consume her, a long black skirt that was split up to her knees on both sides, and black sandals that criss crossed across the top of her small feet. Her black eyeliner and pink lipstick where accompanied by a light red rough that made her look astounding. Vegeta felt the kind of pride a father would seeing his daughter off to her first dance looking so gorgeous.

"I see you're still an asshole," she said with a smirk.

"I see you're still as ugly as usual," said Vegeta wearing his own smirk. Of course we all know he was lying.

"Ooo, 10 years and its still got jokes," she said with a big grin.

"Yea, I seem to be constantly reminding myself how long it has been," he responded.

"So, what are you doing here this late at night," she asked. She seemed to be fidgeting a bit. Vegeta narrowed his eyes.

"Why," he asked, "what are you up to?"

"Nothing," she said, just a little too quickly.

"Riight, you expect me to believe you?"

"You don't believe that for once I am just hanging out in a dark garage for the hell of it?"

"I learned a long time ago not to believe you. You are more likely up to no good then you are just 'hanging around' in a dark garage. Who is here with you?"

"Gismo and Marianna," she said crossing her arms.

"Oh God now I know there is trouble."

"I'll have you know that we have long grown out of that lifestyle," she snapped.

Just then a car alarm started going off and the other two came bursting around the corner, Gismo with dark blue hair now with a dark green shirt and black baggy jeans, and Marianna with long blond curled hair, a small white tee and skinny blue jeans with brown flip flops, but stopped when they saw Vegeta and dropped the car radio, GPS, cell phone, 20 dollars, and….? Vegeta looked at the last item that had dropped.

"Is that a Childs stuffed toy," he asked eyeing Gismo who had dropped it.

"No," he said with a grin.

"Did you just steal a toy from a child?"

"No," he said more offensively. Vegeta could tell, though, that he wasn't lying this time. He eyed the toy and realized it looked really familiar.

"Is that?....Is that Bobby," he asked looking at it in his hand now. Gismo looked around.

"Dude," said Marianna, "is that your stuffed bear from when you where a kid?"

"Well," he said stammering a bit, "w-well, I-I just thought that maybe…you know…hey look guys Vegeta is back! Yay! Woot," his voice became weaker when he saw everyone looking at him.

"Wow," said May, "I didn't think you would even remember that old thing."

"How can I forget, he use to carry it around with him everywhere. Just what are you doing carrying it around right now?"
"I have an idea, let's get out of here before someone comes out to see why that car alarm is going off. We need to get to that pawn shop, Tripps workin tonight."

Vegeta just shook his head, some kids never grow out of old habits. He led the way to the pawn shop, surprised that he still remembered the way. He still knew these streets like the back of his hand, the same way he knew his way around L.A.

On the way to the pawn shop Vegeta went through the bullshit he use to, telling them it was wrong to steal and if they ever get caught don't bother asking him for help, they could rot if they cared. He didn't know why he bothered. This was a group of bad kids, no take that back, they where really good kids, they just did bad things. He knew that they were probably mouthing what he was saying, they had heard this speech more then once.

They arrived at the pawn shop, sold the stolen goods, then Gismo decided to by a model sword on display with his part of the money. After a small bit of price negotiation and a push over shop keeper they finally left. "Wow," said Marianna looking him up and down with tears in her eyes, "it's as if you never left us." Vegeta eyed her. "Even after all this time you are still looking out for us, even if we aren't listening to you." She said this with meaningful intention, Vegeta knew that, but did she really have to word it that way?

"Whatever," he said crossing his arms with his nose in the air, "you kids are beyond help. I don't know why I even bothered myself with you lot, I don't know why I'm bothering myself with you right now!"

"Aw, you care about us and you know it," she said with a knowing smile. She giggled a bit and turned her attention to Gismo who jumped up on someone's porch with the sword handle against his crotch and the blade pointed out.

"NOW WHO HAS THE BIGGEST PRICK IN SANTA MONICA!" Everyone busted out laughing at his crazy tom foolery. Vegeta just shook his head chuckling.

"I dunno, Gismo, I heard some disappointing stories about you." Everyone laughed even harder. Gismo jumped down from the pedestal and looked at Vegeta with happiness.

"I dunno, at least I'm getting laid mister 'God damn the last time I got laid was almost a hundred years ago'. You ask me you need to go out and get some. And I'm not talking about someone to marry, I'm just talking bout a release man!"

"Maybe I will try your cracked out whore of a mom." A low 'ooo' came over the crowed.

"Why not the rest of the neighborhood as?" The girls began to giggle a bit.

"I'll give you that," said Vegeta shaking his head, "that reminds me what is she up to these days."

"Dead," he said. Vegeta's face fell, somehow the joke didn't seem quite so funny anymore.