Glass sat in meditation atop the Lookout, looking out into the skies surrounding him. Reaching down inside himself, the Namekian felt the ebb and flow of his energy, and welcomed the comfort it brought him. Below, he felt the ki of his two sons, Silic and Sodius, as they went about their business on Earth. They both stood out relative to those around them, although many schools amongst the humans had students stronger than even them.

Very few, however, stood a chance against the Guardian of Earth. Floating down from his position on the tower, he felt an approaching energy, and immediately turned to meet it. "Popo, how are you today? Is everything going well?"

The rotund genie nodded his head, smiling at the Namekian. "Yes, everything is going well. I came to remind you of your meeting this afternoon, with Capsule Corp."

It took Glass a moment to put things together. "You mean the awakening of that android they found, from the old Red Ribbon Army?" Popo nodded his head once again. "I see. I doubt the old thing will work, but if it does I can understand their concern. Thank you Mister Popo, I'll be on my way there now."

"Have a nice day, sir." Glass smiled at the genie before taking off, down towards the earth, heading towards West City at a casual pace. It didn't take long for him to arrive at the bustling city.

Cars filled the sky as the crowds made their way back to work from lunch, and pedestrians walked both on the ground and across sky bridges which criss-crossed the down town. Floating between buildings were billboards advertising hair products and insurance sales. Although hardly a city known for its lights, the hustle and bustle was enough to make the afternoon a dizzying haze of lights, colors, and sounds.

In the distance, Glass could feel a bundle of hundreds of moderately powerful ki sources, as well as a handful of stronger ones. One of the Turtle School dojos, if he recalled correctly. He briefly considered fling over to check out some of the fighters, maybe teach them something while he was at it, but ultimately decided he came to the city for a region.

Flying a short distance, he finally found the Capsule Corp Labs. They consisted of a half dozen towers, along with several smaller bunker-type buildings which sat low to the ground. Glass made his way to the one marked '3' from the air, and landing in front of the door, made his way inside.

After talking with an assistant, the Namekian found himself in a large room full of heavy machinery, computers, and different pieces of lab equipment. What stood out the most, however, was the single large capsule in the middle of the room, surrounded by cables and being observed by several interns.

Glass was approached by a older spectacled man. "Ah, Mister Guardian, I presume? I'm Doctor Brief, Thaddeus Brief. I'm the one who asked you come here. You see I'd heard about you from my instructor, I used to be a Crane Student understand, wasn't quite for me though, and remembered you when I thought how dangerous this could be. These androids, you know, they have quite a history and all. I could go on all day about it, but I'm rambling, aren't I?"

The old man glanced over at one of the interns, whom he motioned forward. "Asiz, you know you're supposed to stop me from rambling. Your professor will be hearing about this. Go ahead and start the rejuvenation process. Everyone, at your stations!"

With that, the handful of interns and doctors went to work, Asiz looking exasperated and downtrodden. Glass ignored them all, focusing on the capsule whose interior began to slowly glow. 'This could be big. These Red Ribbon androids are supposed to be on an entirely different level than any since. There's a reason they've been banned for centuries!'

"Wait, Doctor Brief, why are we even reviving this android?" Glass's eyes widened as the capsule flashed brilliantly.

"Five, Four, Three, Two, One! That's it, open the capsule!" Asiz pushed a button, and the capsule door slowly rose.

Fog rolled out of the capsule, and Glass stared into the mist, trying to feel out whatever was in there. Fists clenched, he stepped forward.