Tenshinhan sat alone at the foothill of his home. There was some sort of stillness in the air as he meditated. Soft flower seeds passed by him and caressed his cheek. Here his raging soul found some sort of peace. Life had been hard on him and most of it had been his own fault. He spent time training to reach perfection, but soon he realized how much he was wasting.
No matter how hard he trained, he would never be able to defeat a Saiyan. He was trapped in this human body. He had been completely humiliated by Piccolo Daimo. He was unable to damage the brute named Nappa. He had been choked unconscious by a sissy pretty boy named 17. He had given every last bit of strength he had to hold off Cell, but still it hadn't been good enough. Most embarrassing of all was the single kick defeat at the hands of Majin Buu. One single kick!!!
The utter shame he felt in the presence of Gohan, Trunks and Goten. Those children had not even done one third of the training that he did, yet there power levels kept getting higher and higher. Vegeta would often add insult to injury by making smart remarks such as, "Is the three-eyed bug having problems keeping up with the children. Trunks why don't you go a bit easier before you squash him." The memory of Vegeta's insult made Tenshinhan's face contort.
By complete and utter accident, his body turned red in color. He could barely move a muscle, since he had gone into his Iron Body technique. He had not used the technique, since his battle with Yamcha many years ago. For some reason he could not get out of the Iron Body technique. Like a big red lumbering ogre, Tenshinhan was forced to stumble back home. Simply lifting his legs was more extraneous than one could ever imagine.
His face was so bright that it would have been easy to have mistaken his head for a balloon. Grunting and gnashing his teeth with every step, Tien finally made to his front door and he collapsed. Never in his life had some like that ever happened to him. It was as though his body had acted without his permission.
"Help!" Tenshinhan screamed at the top of his lungs. It was then Tien realized that no one was at home. He was pinned to the ground by his weight, utterly unable to move. He shouted again, "Somebody please, I need help."
Tien was quite lucky that Piccolo had been watching over the Earth from his spot at Kami's Lookout. The green man looked at Tien and he could feel the sudden discrepancy in Ki. Taking one of his large hands, The Namek tried to lift Tien off the ground. He pulled and heaved until of beads of sweat began to form at the tip of his antenna.
"I'll go get some help, try to hold on Tien," Piccolo said as he flew away into the sky, leaving Tien in a very heavy predicament.