Vegeta
the conversations on the tapes will be in bold!
Thoughts and flashbacks will be in italics!
Bulma Briefs booted her home computer up. The blue-haired woman could hear hear roomate down the hall, talking on the phone. Bulma rolled her eyes and smiled. She had successfully avoided Tien all day today. After their last discussion, Bulma wanted to avoid that man as much as possible. She then looged on the website that listed the ten most wanted criminals the FBI was searching for. Vegeta's words written in that letter were still bothering the blue-eyed female. Was he getting on this secure site somehow? Well there was only one way to find out. She clicked on the link that allowed her to view all the visitors on the web page. Bulma noticed one name that was not affiliated with the FBI at all. Could it be him
"Is that you Vegeta?" Bulma whispered aloud.
Bulma Briefs was certain she was going to find out.
Hercule Satan walked out of his small home. He could Marron's voice yelling him goodbye and to have a nice day. But his eyes were focused on the two men standing in his front lawn. Curiosity got the better of the dectective, and he walked over to them.
"I am Mercenary Tao, and this is my brother Crane," the familiar male spoke.
Bulma looked at the security footage from North City she had finally recieved. With haste, Bulma put the tape in the player and pressed play. Her cerulean eyes noticed a figure walk swiftly towards the main counter of the store. She sat up in her chair and waited so she could see his face. It was Vegeta! He was buying the shampoo. Bulma dropped her coffee mug and it shattered, spilling the warm liquid. The only thing on her mind was the Saiyan Prince has been residing in North City. She ran to her phone and hastily began to dial the phone number she had memorized.
Oolong was eating his favorite bowl of rice when the phone began to ring. His friend and coworker answered it for the pig who was stuffing his face.
"Hello, North City police department," the policeman greeted.
"This is Bulma Briefs of the FBI. I need to speak with Hercule Satan right away," Bulma ordered.
The policeman covered the speaker of the phone as he looked at his boss.
"Hercule, phone," he whispered.
Hercule was heading to the door.
"Who is it?" he asked as he grabbed his coat and put it on.
"FBI," the policeman answered.
Satan shook his head and grabbed the phone from the detective and put the reciever to his ear.
"Satan," Hercule spoke as he lit a cigar.
"Hello detective, I'm Bulma Briefs, I'm with the FBI," Bulma introduced herself.
Hercule took a wiff of his cigar before taking it out of his mouth.
"Look I was heading ouy. I got dinner reservations with my wife," Satan responded.
"Well this won't take long," Bulma spoke.
Hercule rolled his eyes and sighed. Why did he have a feeling he was going to regret not hanging up the phone?
"Is Detective Oolong there, I would like to thank him for sending me the security footage I asked for," she began.
Quickly, Hercule glanced at Oolong. The pig was still stuffing his face.
"Sorry, but no, hes not here," Satan answered.
"Well that's alright. I should be telling you this anyway. I've been looking for the Saiyan Prince Vegeta, and he was last seen on that tape," Bulma explained.
"Vegeta?" Hercule repeated with mock confusion.
"Yes, Prince Vegeta from the invasion years ago," she added.
"I never knew his name or what he looked like," he lied.
"Currently he is in North City. He's an extremely dangerous man," Bulma explained.
"Please, I must go. I', already late," Hercule spoke as he glanced at his watch.
"Wait a second," Bulma ordered.
"Look I've never really heard of the guy," Satan cut right down to the chase.
"Are you sure about that? Becuase you have been accessing the private FBI files of the Saiyan Prince on your computer," she stated.
Hercule froze for the briefest of moments.
"Around here, everyone uses each other's computers. It must have been one of the other detectives," Satan continued to lie.
"I might have believed that if I didn't check to seee that it was your home computer that accessed the files," Bulma responded.
Hercule silently cursed himself. Damn, she was pretty good.
"You think you can catch him yourself for the reward, don't you. Trust me, I know the Saiyan Prince personally, and he will kill you if you try," Bulma warned.
Hercule hung up the phone and discarded his cigar. Then he grabbed his keys and walked out of the station.
The Ouji Fighting Dojo stood across the street. Mercenary Tao and his brother waited. Hercule walked up to the fighting dojo. He stopped and pulled out his phone before dialing a number. On the other side of the street, Tao's answered his phone.
"I need him out of North City quickly," Hercule Satan stated.
"Just follow the plan and you will get your wish," Tao replied.
The janitor cleaned the halls of the dojo. It was late and almost everyone was gone. In one of the rings, there were a couple of fighters with Vegeta watching and commenting on their fight.
"Never let your guard down!" Vegeta yelled.
The two fighters listened to his advice. Vegeta was the best. Hercule watched from the shadows trying to remain unnoticed. Suddenly, his phone began to ring. Everyone turned to his direction. The detective answered his phone with a small blush on his cheeks.
"Detective Hercule Satan," Vegeta greeted in his usual deep voice.
Hercule waved at the flame-haired male.
"Hello," Satan whispered into his phone.
"I got your damn cell phone number. Now don't be an idiot," Bulma began before once again being hung up by the North City policeman.
Satan turned back to Vegeta and gave a weak smile.
"My bad," Satan stated with a laugh.
Vegeta stared at Hercule for a brief moment before turning back to the fighters in the ring.
"Alright you weaklings, hit the showers and go!" he ordered.
The fighters nodded their heads and followed the orders Vegeta had given them with great haste. None of them wanted to get on their trainer's bad side. This left Hercule alone with the Saiyan Prince.
"You have a skill for fighting Mr. Ouji. Would you like to grab a beer?" Hercule asked.
Vegeta smirked evilly like he was up to no good.
"Why not. Let me grab my jacket," Vegeta replied.
Hercule nodded his head and pulled out his phone. When Vegeta's back was turned, Hercule dialed Mercenary Tao's number.
"Hey Marron, it's me Hercule," Satan spoke into the phone.
"Yes," Tao responded.
Vegeta's sensitive hearing picked up the conversation. The smirk on the Saiyan's face widened with malice.
"I'm going with Mr. Ouji to grab a beer. I'll be home in a little bit," Hercule lied.
"Alright, I'm waiting at the entrance," Tao spoke.
"Yes love you too, bye," Hercule hung up the phone.
Vegeta crossed his arms and eyed the detective in front of him.
"Just telling my wife," Hercule stated as he put his phone back into his pocket. Vegeta's empty expression formed into his usual scowl. Suddenly Vegeta grabbed Hercule's arm and put the idiot into a painful lock. Hercule screamed in pain. The Saiyan punched the weakling in the face to silence him.
"If you give me the information I seek, your end will be less agonizing," Vegeta stated as he broke one of Hercule's fingers.
Tears were running down Satan's cheek as he bit back a scream.
"Continue to lie to me, and I shall kill your wife too," the Saiyan added.
Hercule's eyes widened as he froze. That monster wouldn't.
"Did you sell me out to Zarbon?" Vegeta asked as he grabbed an other one of Hercule's fingers.
"Yes," Satan answered.
The Saiyan Prince did not snap the finger.
"Does he have people outside waiting for me?" Vegeta continued.
"No," Hercule answered with a lie.
Once again, Vegeta snapped another one of Hercule's fingers.
"I told you not to lie to me," Vegeta threatened in a dangerous tone.
"Yes," Hercule answered in a strained voice.
"Now have you told anyone else about me, including Marron?" the Saiyan asked as he grabbed another finger.
"No," Hercule whispered.
"Very well," Vegeta replied with a smirk.
Vegeta took a deep breath before cracking his neck and knuckels. The blood lust was running high in the Saiyan's veins. He heard Satan's cell phone go off.
"I'll take this for you," Vegeta spoke before answering the phone.
Hercule hoped and prayed that it was not Marron who was calling him.
"Hello," the Saiyan answered.
"Look moron, I'm trying to save your pathetic, worthless life," Bulma yelled through the phone.
A very dangerous smirk graced Vegeta's handsome features as he recognized the voice.
"Special Agent Bulma Briefs, it's been a long time, hasn't it," the Saiyan Prince greeted.
Bulma's eyes widened. It was definatly Vegeta's voice. To this day, there is not a thing that Bulma has not forgotten about the Saiyan.
"Prince Vegeta," she whispered.
"It's been a long time. I know that you got my note. Like the shampoo?" Vegeta stated.
"Is he dead?" Bulma asked.
"Well woman, as much as I would love to catch up, I have some business to take care of. See you soon," Vegeta spoke before hanging up.
The Saiyan Prince then turned to the quivering detective. Hercule's eyes and scent were full of fear.
"An old friend," Vegeta stated with a smirk.
The Saiyan crumpled the phone into little bits in his hand. Hercule whimpered in sheer horror. He knew he was about to die, but how painful was his death going to be?
"If I were still a planet purger, I would blast you with a simple ki blast that would leave no trace of your existance," Vegeta stated.
Hercule gulped as Vegeta smirk. There was this dnagerous and evil glint in the Saiyan's onyx orbs. A ki ball began to form in his palm.
"Now I'll just kill you with one blast that will leave you disfigured," Vegeta added before he released the ki in his hand.
Hercule fell to the floor dead. Vegeta walked out of the dojo for the final time. He stopped at a traffic camera and smirked into the camera. It felt good to kill again. With his Saiyan senses, he heard the janitor scream. Looks like someone found the body.
The Crane martial artist noticed the Saiyan Prince walking away.
"Stop!" the Crane yelled.
With great speed, the Crane ran to catch up to the Saiyan. Vegeta stopped and turned around. Crane took a fighting stance he was most known for. The flame-haired male felt like laughing. When will the pathetic humans learn that they are no match for him? The Saiyan with inhuman speed sent a ki blast that shot right through the Crane's stomach.
"Tao," Crane whispered as he gave his final breath.
Vegeta took to the skies and flew off. He had a promise to an old friend to keep.
Mercenary Tao saw his brother lying on the ground. He ran over to his only family. Tao stepped into a pool of his brother's crimsom blood. He almost gagged at the sight of the gaping hole that was once his brother's stomach. Mercenary Tao wanted revenge against the Saiyan Prince for the grisly murder of his brother.
Bulma sat on top of her desk in her office. Earlier she had gotten the news that they had found Hercule Satan's body. Bulma knew that Vegeta was responsible for the detective's death, but she couldn't help but blame Hercule's own stupidity. He should have known better than to go after the Saiyan Prince. The blue-haired beauty noticed an e-mail pop up on her computer screen. It was from the police station Hercule worked at. She opened the e-mail and noticed it was a video file. The video was the traffic camera from the street right outside the dojo. Bulma watched as Vgeta walk into the camera's focus, then looking up at the camera and smirking. Some how, Bulma Briefs felt that smirk of his was meant for her.
Zarbon also got the same footage.
"Dodoria," Zarbon called.
Dodoria moved so he was standing next to Zarbon's bed.
"Take a look," Zarbon ordered.
Dodoria looked at the smirk of the Saiyan Prince. He rolled his eyes. Dodoria always remembered Vegeta smirking.
"Do you think that smirk of his is for the blood on his hands, or something else?" Zarbon asked.
A/N: Well what did you think?
Well I know some of you will be happy about Hercule's death.
What is going to happen now? Will Vegeta go after Bulma, and is Bulma safe from him? Will Zarbon finally catch Vegeta? Or will Vegeta finally finish him off?
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