Ch.3

A New Age

Kami's Lookout

Dende peered over the edge of the lookout. Earthlings were so different from his own people. In just over a couple of decades the Earth had seen so much change. Namekians took things much slower, small changes usually took decades and major changes centuries. Maybe the human love of change stemmed from their short life spans. If so, maybe things would start slowing down now. With Capsule Corps leading the way into space Earth had seen an influx of new alien technologies and the people of Earth seemed to have bottomless desire for new gadgets. The most widespread new technology was the new healing pods. Under the Cold Empire healing pods were a tightly regulated technology, but with the mysterious disappearance of both King Cold and his son Frieza, healing pod technology had started to spread. One of Capsule Corps first major imports from space was also it's most popular. Not only had these pods nearly eliminated recovery time from injuries and sicknesses they also had the side effect of extending life spans for most people who used them. Where once humans could expect to live a century on average, doctors and scientists were projecting a new average life span of two hundred years. In humans past their primes it could even reverse aging to a small degree. The pods only shortcoming was it's inability to cure sickness. So with this incredible boon the world changed. The work force swelled as the elderly were once again filled with vitality, retirement homes closed downs, hospitals and doctors were able to focus on curing diseases since there was little need for helping the injured. Earthlings adapted quickly to these changes and a new age was born.

Dende thought to himself, " I'm glad my human friends will be around a while longer. It can get a little lonely with only Mr. Popo and Piccolo up here to keep me company. But maybe I can set up a communication link back to Namek."

Another new technology available to the galaxy was the Cirk. The Cirk was also leftover technology from the Cold Empire. A massive communications network that had once been used to facilitate troop movement and to keep Cold's Empire in line, now the Cirk was used for galactic trade and communications on a massive scale. As the Cirk constantly expanded and was used for more and more it had become the backbone of a new free economy that was benefiting thousands of worlds including Earth.

"Odd to think that monsters like Frieza and his father would leave behind something that would help trillions of peoples across the galaxy." Dende shuddered as memories of the evils tyrant Frieza passed through his mind.

Dende turned from the edge of the lookout and headed back to continue his studies. He stumbled as the lookout shook and tiles all over the lookout began to shatter under the pressure from combatants going at each other in a incredible display of power. Dende tried to focus on the battle but the speed at which the fighters moved made it difficult to follow. He peered up as the fighters paused. His mentor Piccolo was surrounded by two warriors who had teamed up to topple the green goliath. Dende watched as Piccolo's arms stretched to new lengths as attempted to knock his opponents out of the air. But both opponents dodged and flew above the Namekian as they charged each charged an energy attack.

"Dodon Ray!"

"Kamehameha!"

Both Yamcha's and Tien's ki blasts speed toward Piccolo as he hurriedly retracts his arms in time to bring up his hands to block his opponents attacks. Both humans pour more power into their blasts as Piccolo begins to push back their attacks with blasts from each of his outstretched hands. All three fighters stop their blasts nearly simultaneously and fly at each other with matching looks of determination on their faces.

"No! No, stop it now!" An upset Mr. Popo yells as he races towards them. "You aren't supposed to fight this close to the lookout! Look at the mess you made!"

The trio of warriors pause and look down to see shattered tiles, broken branches, Mr. Popo yelling at them, and Dende gawking at them from an undignified position where it appeared he had fallen and landed on his rear. Yamcha spoke first. "Uh, sorry about that. We got a little carried away and didn't realize that we had drifted back to the Lookout."

"I apologize for the destruction we caused Mr. Popo. I will clean up." Tien spoke as he descended down to the Lookout.

"No. I can repair the Lookout myself but please move your sparring somewhere it won't make such a mess." Mr. Popo frowned as he helped Dende up.

"Well if you say so. I think I will call it a day and head home. Thanks for the spar guys." Tien spoke as he adjusted his flight to take him back to the surface of the planet.

Mr. Popo headed inside to get his broom.

Yamcha grinned, "Your lucky Mr. Popo stopped us Piccolo. See you later!" He sped away surrounded by his white aura.

Piccolo shook his head. "Like those guys could take me."

Dende responded, "You still outmatch them by a lot, but they've made some big gains over the years. I can see why Kami chose them to defend the Earth. Even though can't match up to a Super Sayain they haven't given up their training. They are still determined to be able to protect this world if they are needed."

Piccolo snorted. "It's nice to have different sparring partners but If they want to save the planet they're going to need to step up their game."

Dende just smiled. "Well it's not like we are in danger anyway. After all, we have Goku and Gohan to protect us. Even Vegeta isn't going to stand by if the Earth is in trouble."