Zell took a deep breath and walked outside to the awaiting police. "You are wasting your time; I didn't do what you think I did." He shouted out as the police rushed him to handcuff him. They read him his rights and took him to the police station. He found himself in an interrogation room handcuffed to the table. It did not take long for the detective he spoke with earlier to enter the room holding a large number of files.
She sat down across from him and laid her files down. "Looks like you have a new outfit on." She said, "It suits you."
"Yes, the other outfit is only used for entertainment services." Zell replied.
"Oh yes, right." The detective replied. "Because you are an entertainer. What kind of entertainer are you exactly?"
"Male stripper." Zell said bluntly.
"So, what would a male stripper be doing outside of my crime scene?" She asked. "Then what would a male stripper be doing at one of the victim's houses shortly after? What are you hiding!" She opened the folder containing her files to reveal a series of pictures. "Look at these." She laid them out one by one. The pictures of his family first, but then she laid out several more, people Zell had never seen before. "Does seeing your handy work turn you on?!" She shouted. "So many families murdered in cold blood! So many lives lost! I want to know why you son of a bitch!"
"More people were killed other than those you found this morning?" Zell asked.
"You should know!" She accused.
"I did not kill those people." Zell said.
"Then why were you there?!" The detective continued. "Why did you go into the victim's house?!"
"If I told you would not believe me." Zell said. "Just know that I did not commit those murders and I am on your side. I want to see the killer caught and brought to justice more than anyone."
"Then tell me where you were last night." She questioned.
"Time is an irrelevance that no longer affects me." Zell said. "Run my prints in your computer, my face, my DNA, you will find I do not exist to begin with, so how could I have been anywhere when I am nowhere at all?"
The detective slammed her hands on the table and exited the room. Shortly after she returned to the room and took a DNA swab of Zell's cheek. "Since you are so willing to be tested." She said, ``I won't pass up the chance of collecting the evidence I need to nail you."
Hours pass and Zell waits patiently for the detective to return. [Why are you wasting time?!] Anna asked. [We need to be out there, your vengeance awaits!]
[This will be the best way.] Zell replied. [I am about to take control of this investigation and catch the bastard. I cannot believe my family was not the only one murdered. To think they were victims of a serial killer.]
The detective returned to the room with a look of confusion on her face. She sat down and showed Zell a piece of paper. It was the results of his DNA test. "Why does this say you are not human?!"
"Because I am not?" Zell replied.
"What do you mean?!" She yelled. "Of course, you are!"
"Not what the test says is it?" Zell replied.
"You must have tricked the test somehow!" She explained.
"Oh, then what does it say I am?" Zell asked.
"It doesn't know." She said. "Somehow you have made it, so your DNA doesn't match anything we have on record."
"As I said, I do not exist." Zell said. "As I also said, I am here to help. So would you like to help me out of these cuffs, or should I do the honors?"
"Why would I uncuff you?" She asked, confused. "You are still a suspect."
"Seeing is not always believing I suppose." Zell sighed. He grabbed the handcuffs around his wrists and sped their time up, they turned to rust and then fell apart and off of him. Zell rubbed his wrists where the handcuffs were. "Do you believe me now?"
"How did you?!" The detective slowly backed away from Zell. "How, there's no way."
"Look I am being as nice as I can about this." Zell said. "But every minute you waste on me, is a minute you are not trying to catch the killer. I want nothing more than to bring that killer to justice, as I already told you. Now let us work together and catch them."
"Answer me this, what are you?" The detective asked again. "Please don't give me those who nonexistence crap again, I need to know what you are."
"Fine, I am a god." Zell said, embracing his godly powers.
[Careful posing as a god mortal.] Anna warned. [This could have unforeseen consequences.]
[This is the only way to get out of this situation.] Zell replied.
"A god?!" The detective started laughing. "I must say in my fourteen years of police work, not one person has ever claimed to be a god. That is definitely a new one for me."
"Well, if the cuffs and the DNA does convince you, how about this?" Zell said. "Look out that window over there, tell me what you see."
"It's a bright sunny day, not a cloud in the sky." She replied.
"I will now make it storm." Zell said and raised his hand toward the sky. He focused Anna's power and caused the sky to blacken with clouds rapidly. Lightning began to illuminate the darkness as a massive storm was now upon them in an instant.
The detective backed away from the window and braced herself against the table in the center of the room. "A god huh?" She said as if something inside of her broke. "So, you really are a god, like that one from the comic movies, and you want to help me with my case?"
"It is the only thing I care about." Zell said.