Vegeta felt... floaty. Yes, floaty was the best word his brain could provide at the moment. He slowly opened his eyes and shied away from the brightness of the sun. "What...?" he croaked out to no one in particular. The last thing he can recall is that wave of colors and... viewing himself from the outside? How could that be? As clarity came to him, he pushed those thoughts aside, instincts from another life came to him. Get up, survey the surroundings, watch out for hostile locals. He slapped a button on the side of his chair and jumped loose. He was in a park of some sort. He heaved a sigh of relief, he'd be able to make it back to Bulla and check on her. He knows that the Briefs family would spare no expense to make sure one of their own stayed healthy and would overcome any sickness but his paternal instincts couldn't be ignored so easily.

He pulled out his cell phone from his armor and dialed his wife. He was sorely tempted to start flying and speaking to her but Bulma hated trying to speak over the sound of wind. "Odd. No signal?" He shook his head. "No matter, I can fly back home in the time it takes to make a phone call." He floated upwards out of the park and looked at the city he found himself in. The architecture was utterly unfamiliar to him but he was unbothered. He hadn't been to every city on Earth after all. He stopped his ascent as he passed the height of some of the skyscrapers and then he rocketed west. He was shocked to see another city within only a minute or so of flying at high speed. It too shared the different architecture. The cities on earth and NOT this close together, are they? "Am I on the other side of the planet from West City?" He slowed his approach and cruised to the outskirts of town and began to walk into the city proper.

The city was, to put it bluntly, dirty. He had seen ruins that were cleaner. He had MADE some of those ruins he thought sourly. It was midday and yet the city had a gloom hanging over it. It saddened him to see it, Capsule Corp was making life better for EVERYONE on Earth, from the smallest of villages to the biggest of metropolises, so why does this city look so run down? "Problems for later" he muttered to himself as he spotted a human walking down the opposite sidewalk. "Excuse me!" Vegeta called out, startling the man. The man in question was hunched over, wearing a trench coat and derby and was looking at Vegeta with fear. Vegeta quickly crossed the street and approached the man who took several steps back. "D-d-d-d-d-don't hurt me mister! I don't have anything worth taking!!" he blubbered at the perplexed Saiyan. "I'm not going to take anything from you, human. I just want information. What city are we in right now?" The man's eyes somehow widened even further than before. "O-o-o-o-o-oh no. You're an alien. Don't hurt me. I will worship you as a god, whatever you want?!" Vegeta rolled his eyes. He slipped back into old behavior by calling the cowering and now prostrating himself man, a human.

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"Yes, fine. Whatever. On your feet and answer my questions." He didn't have it in him to menace him any, he just wanted to go home. He was just so bizarrely tired. "W-w-well your kinglyness, you are in G-G-G-G-GGotham City, Planet Earth." Vegeta frowned. Gotham? That wasn't a color OR a direction! Or a food. Wait, Nikki Town wasn't any of those. He shook those thoughts from his head. "Alright. Now how do I get to West City from here? Or Satan City?" The cowerer mustered some bravery and looked up. "W-where? I-I'm afraid I am not familiar with those my lordship." Vegeta's frown deepened. "Never heard of Satan City? Fine, where is the nearest Capsule Corporation branch? I can find my way to West City from there."

The man was sure Vegeta would not like this next answer, "Never heard of that either, sire. Maybe your earth conquering plans were wrong??" Vegeta cradled his head, a sudden weariness and achiness coursing through him. He sighed and asked one more question, one he was sure the man would not answer 'correctly.' "Last question. Who is King of Earth? Is it a dog or is it a human?" He was startled by the man's sudden laughter. "A dog? A dog?! As king?! How funny milord!!"

Vegeta hung his head. The fool Kakarot had gotten him landed on the wrong Earth. Come to think of it, why is Kakarot's power so faint? He can't really sense him, just his general direction. "Ugh. Fine. For answering my questions I will let you off with your life. But you also need to give me all your cash." The man was halfway down the street before Vegeta could even register that there was a wad of cash at his feet. He groaned as he stooped and scooped up the cash. If he wasn't sure before, seeing the money clinched it. He wasn't on his Earth at all. Vegeta's breath had started to become shallow. Something was clearly wrong with him. He would take a nap and then find a hospital. He spotted a warehouse of some sort that said "ACE CHEMICAL" on it. He staggered over, broke the padlock on the door and went inside. It was dark and quiet. Good. He jumped on top of some storage container and passed out, bills haphazardly stuffed in his suit.