Chayote's eyes lingered on the unconscious and gravely injured body of Trunks lying further away as a tether to reality. No matter how much the world under her feet shook and how hard uncontrollable wrath tried ripping her away from the state of control, the Saiyan stayed in control. Though, given the adamant submission hold that the devious Android had her in, maybe losing control and flipping out wouldn't have been that bad of an idea?

No matter how hard Chayote struggled or the angles in which she tried to turn her body to gain even the most minute of leisure space pockets to move and bend her body in, One-Nine molded her body in just the right way to keep the rowdy Saiyan in check. Had it not been for One-Nine's energy-draining ability sapping Chayote's strength with each second that their bodies were making contact she'd have long overpowered her attacker and ripped apart into a pile of her limbs stacked neatly to form a pillow for her head.

Dark clouds reigned in, sinking the mountainous wasteland in a gloomy atmosphere even before a few cold, wet drops clicked against the stone floor or Chayote's feverish skin. One-Nine tried tightening her submission hold to dislocate Chayote's limbs from the joints and crack her neck to paralyze the Saiyan from the neck down so that she could drain Chayote until she had her fill with the hysterical Saiyan but with a crude pushback Chayote still fought those attempts back effectively.

A flash colored everything white. All traces of wrath had left Chayote's consciousness as she had blanked out in the purity and suddenness of the flash. It was only when the beaming light died out and a thunderous crack nearly split Chayote's head in painful resonance that the Saiyan realized it had been a bolt of lightning that hit the Android restraining her. Suddenly, the tension and pressure around Chayote's joints and limbs had been entirely absent, and One-Nine laid like a lifeless doll behind Chayote. Her Lolita-themed, frilly dress smoked and traces of dirt and ash corrupted the pale white skin of the bratty Android.

"As the Kami of this world, it is my duty to protect my temple and this planet!" Upa's strict voice echoed through the wasteland as the warrior native to the Sacred Lands of Korin floated atop of a magical carpet with the right of his tomahawks pointed at the fallen enemy. "I have sat idly and allowed the people inhabiting this planet to fight for it, just like my predecessor has done for too long. I have decided to take a more active approach in preventing the plague you spread."

"Shrimp..." Chayote coughed up as she gathered her strength to return to her feet. Upa's magical carpet descended to her level, levitating just a few feet above the ground while Kami Upa took a subtle hop off of it and landed in front of his old friend.

"I'm taller than you now, you know. At least before you bulk up and go all feral..." the left tip of Upa's lips tilted slightly, curving his cheek while the warrior walked out in between One-Nine and Chayote to signal that he would protect both Trunks and Chayote from having their Ki sucked dry by this parasitic, megalomaniacal machine.

One-Nine's eyes shot wide open. Her body levitated off the ground while remaining straight as a plank and with ample telekinetic force, she manipulated herself upright and landed on her feet, giving Kami Upa a defiant and hateful sneer.

"You're not a powerful fighter. Killing you would take no effort at all, and yet that lightning stung a fair bit. How come?" One-Nine muttered in an apathetic tone, demanding to know the source behind Upa's rib-rattling attack that had forced One-Nine apart from her ideal target.

"Even the toughest muscles cannot defend against magic," Upa took a fighting stance. "As Kami, I have honed both my physical abilities and my magical powers alike. While I am not as strong as Chayote or her friends or as powerful of a magical being as my predecessors resting in the Divine Sage Realm, but you would be wise not to underestimate the fearsome combination of might and magic that are the powers of Kami."

"Interesting. A power that supersedes physical force. I would like to obtain some of that power and make it mine." One-Nine put up her palm, bending her fingers inward as she showcased the gem-like marble in the middle of her open hand that she used to drain Ki.

The magical carpet swooped around Trunks and then lowered down as if offering to give Chayote a ride, but the Saiyan staggered away from it, taking her place beside Upa and doing her best to adopt an adequate fighting pose. Upa's attention lingered away from the immediate danger before him to his defiant friend.

"You've lost most of your Ki, Chayote. You should retreat to the God Temple and rest up. No Artificial Human can bypass the magical protection against flying machinery that would take an average person up that temple. We shall assemble those wishing to escape the conversion there." Upa proposed his plan to Chayote. "At last, the Kami shall serve some use to the people he lives to serve."

"It won't work." Chayote shook her head. "Some of those guys ain't full-on machines but converted humans. Those guys could probably make it if they knew where the God Temple is. As long as scrap like her exists here, no one's safe, and it used to be my actual job to ensure security on this planet."

"That's right, Chayote, don't go anywhere..." One-Nine taunted the Saiyan. "I can feel far greater power surging within me. Who knows how many more transformations the body of an Artificial Human can undergo? I wish to test those limits and your soaring Ki is the key to that."

"I won't let you get your hands on Chayote, mechanical monster!" Upa roared, swinging both his tomahawks over his head as lightning crashed down from the dark clouds overhead, imbuing his weaponry with divine magic as the Kami sought to smite the sassy Android for her transgressions. Without avoiding the driving slam, One-Nine twirled right up in Upa's face and slapped him upward into the air.

With a snap, One-Nine vanished upward and caught up with Upa, grabbing him by the cheeks and pulling him in closer while she began draining the Kami's Ki with her hand. The displeased expression turned to flat-out bother as she unhanded her opponent's face and let Upa slip from her grasp, only to shoot a cross in his gut. Upa's body let out uncomfortable, churning noises as the punch nearly went entirely through his body, forcing him to cough up a mouthful of blood.

The bratty Android switched dominant hands, throwing another standing cross straight in the center of Upa's face, bending his back out of shape to where his entire body nearly snapped like a twig. The Android raised her leg with a standing high kick, shooting the bulky body of Kami aside like a kickball despite the enormous weight and size difference.

"For some reason, when I try to drain your energy, I only get the boring normal Ki. I felt nothing magical coming off of you even when you tried using your magic to attack me. I guess Artificial Human 21 didn't incorporate the ability to absorb magical energy into our bodies," One-Nine noted, staring at her hand while stretching out her limbs and shadow-boxing to test her new immense power. "I wonder if she left that ability to herself or if she just didn't figure it out. She's one of the oldest models, after all. And yet she has the gall to call herself 21 as if she's the most advanced out of all of us..."

Chayote tried taking off in pursuit of the enemy immediately as she engaged Upa but the Saiyan found herself clutching her ribs and unable to take off except for meaningless levitating that would have taken her minutes to raise her up to where the battle had taken off to. Thinking the battle over after having dispatched of the magical interloper, One-Nine looked down with a focused stare at the target she didn't finish draining earlier.

While Chayote braced for a fight she wasn't ready for before her enemy could blink up to her and lock her up again, Upa appeared riding a lightning bolt encasing his entire body like an electric aura and drove his tomahawks at the back of One-Nine's head, slamming her down on the ground with enough force to bounce her off the wasteland floor like a rag doll.

Upa crashed back down, becoming magical lightning itself and cracking into the stony floor before regaining human form. Blood that poured from his cracked face only enhanced the warrior-like esthetic as Upa thrust both his tomahawks into One-Nine's jaw, staggering and twirling her around her axis while he spun around in an opposite direction and slammed his magic-coated tomahawks into her back, cracking through the mechanical shell and shedding oil and sparks over his primitive weapon.

Not content with this much punishment to the mechanical threat to his world, Upa swung his tomahawk in an upper swing, driving it into the chin of the Android teen and swinging her around before slamming One-Nine back into the ground while a magical lightning bolt lashed from the sky to hammer her down into the rocky crater further.

"You will not lay a hand on Chayote or anyone else!" Upa yelled out as she swung his handheld ax and etched it into whatever substituted One-Nine's ribcage, swinging her over his head and slamming her back down into the ground again before swinging his entire body around in a mad war dance with his tomahawks and pushing his foot into the front of One-Nine's face, sending the Android skidding across the rocky floor into a faraway boulder that exploded into a storm of pebbles from the impact.

"Holy crap, brat..." Chayote mumbled, surprised at Upa's viciousness and effectiveness.

"I'm afraid that all this will only hold her off. You must retreat, Chayote. My options here are very few and you have sustained too much damage to keep going." Upa stated with a dire tone in his voice.

"Your carpet has taken off with Trunks already..." Chayote pointed behind her with her thumb, using it as an excuse why she couldn't leave. "That's fine by me, I'm not done with her yet."

"Now this is really annoying, you toothless Kami!" One-Nine cursed, bursting out from the rocky rubble she ended up in and dashing up to the native warrior, smacking his chin and shooting Upa upward like a soaring firework. The damaged Android took off in pursuit, appearing before Upa and clenching her hand around his throat as she began draining Upa's Ki again. "Your pathetic strength won't help me recover the damage from your magical attacks. Call me sadistic, but I just can't let you die before you make this up for me."

Upa tried to wrestle himself out of One-Nine's hold, but the ruthless Android smacked him with her free hand across his cheeks. Each smack looked like a paddle slapping jelly as blood and teeth flew off in each direction. It didn't appear like One-Nine's hand bounced off of Upa's face, but it was in fact human flesh and bone that malformed from the ruthless and adamant slaps.

"Run! Chayote! Get your strength back and stop this monster!" Upa cried out in pain and desperation.

"Are you kidding me!?" Chayote clenched her fists and hunched over, calling forth all traces of energy still lingering and washing deep down inside her body. Even if she couldn't fight a single bout from this point on, the Saiyan felt like she couldn't take one step backward from this battlefield. "If I planned on running from these walking toasters, I'd have taken off to space with the rest of them. Who do you think I am!? I'm the head of Chayote Security, the fate of this planet. Its safety is in my hands!"

Chayote closed her eyes as the accumulating tears were too many to contain and she didn't want to show them to the enemy and elevate One-Nine's spirits. Her palms felt wet as Chayote's nails dug into her hands and, with her shaky Ki resources, they pierced her skin and dug into the flesh, rending them crimson and pouring. No matter how much Chayote called for greater power to come, all she could do was lightly rumble the ground beneath her feet with a puny, see-through aura.

"Hmm? Good, get mad and back into that dangerous form of yours. It would be disappointing if after all this hassle I ended up sucking you dry..." One-Nine looked down at Chayote as if her efforts and plight were utterly pathetic and only useful for the Android's own quest for power.

Upa spread his arms out and wrapped them around One-Nine, pulling the bratty Android in closer to him as he bellowed with a call out to the heavens. The heavens answered with a pillar of hissing, electric light, wavy as the body of a serpent as it beamed down into the ground, swallowing up both Upa and his opponent in its shimmer as it hammered them down.

Kami rose up, reinvigorated by the beam of magical force. His dire injuries, while persisting, felt less dire and more like a moderate nuisance, while One-Nine seemed genuinely shaken. With a deafening roar, Upa drove his tomahawks into the back of One-Nine's head. The impact bent the Android up by her core and sent a splatter of oil and sparks that ignited the airborne oil and burnt it up with flashy flare mid-air.

Upa dashed onward to exploit this opening, but One-Nine spread her legs out and thrust her fist with a choku zuki style straight punch into Upa's core, right in between his guts and ribcage, which seemed to stun the large warrior in place. Upa's muscles twitched and his entire body convulsed into a helpless stagger, desperate to stay on his feet.

"Didn't I already tell you, useless Kami? Your puny strength won't be able to cover the bill of trouble you're racking up..." One-Nine sassed her enemy as she jumped up and kicked in the bottom of Upa's chin, forcing him to bend in a painful and awkward arc backward while spitting a mouthful of blood, chipped jaw bones and teeth from his mouth, spinning vertically as he flew off from the point of impact like a body bag.

One-Nine vaulted forward, taking off the ground with a graceful, airborne twirl as she landed atop of Upa's chest, stamping his spinning body into the ground and leaving him broken and bruised on the ground beside Chayote. Seeing Upa in such a state... It was impossible to tell what was blood and what was his facial paint anymore. Only the white of his rolled back eyes helped determine the general shape of his swollen, blood-soaked face.

"Well? Weren't you quite close? What's the matter? Don't you see how much I humiliated him? Get mad already..." One-Nine taunted Chayote after landing on her feet and lifted the frills of her dress as the Android bent her knees for an elegant bow.

"Upa..." Chayote mumbled, collapsing on her knees as even the meager second wind she mustered up before died out and left her racing for breath. "I'm sorry. I know how you feel. Only because I feel the same way. Wanting to protect the Earth and giving everything you have but running up short... I guess both of us are really lousy at our jobs. Isn't everyone? Honestly, all that we're doing is just waking up every day and trying to do our best in a world way beyond our control."

"Hmm... That's disappointing. I thought you were some frightening rage monster, but all you're doing is groveling and whining in self-pity. At least Bardock became a Super Saiyan and gave me some real sparkly Ki to drain. I can't kill you, 'cause then everything would end and I want to live longer and longer and gain more and more power, but you're honestly such a pathetic eyesore." One-Nine ran her hand through her curly brown hair and snapped up to Upa's flat body.

Grabbing Upa's heel, One-Nine swung him up and punted him skyward, taking off to deliver a crushing dropkick but a thunderous crack that came off of the resulting collision didn't come from One-Nine finishing off Kami Upa, it came from her dropkicking into the brunt of Mr. Popo's block as he had whizzed in on the magical carpet with his hands put up, absorbing the blow.

"Mr. Popo won't let you hurt Kami anymore." Mr. Popo boldly stated. "Mr. Popo is a magical being, so you cannot destroy Mr. Popo either."

"I'm wasting my time. Is that what you're suggesting?" One-Nine ran her hand through her hair flippantly. "Piss off, imbecile." She raised her palm and blasted Popo with a point-blank Ki attack, sending Mr. Popo flying back and crashing into Upa's battered body as the two flopped onto their backs. "As if I'd just turn back and walk away after the trouble that braided asshole gave me. I'll pull off every finger of his and drive every one of them through his nose and his eyes and my only regret is that he won't be conscious to feel it. Maybe hearing her old pal losing his voice screaming in agony would have finally made that toothless bitch get back into shape?"

Mr. Popo rolled on his front and crawled over Upa, shielding his boss with his entire body as One-Nine descended and sought to trample and grind Upa's broken body into paste under her heel. No matter how hard the pale-faced teen kicked, stomped, seethed, and spat down, Mr. Popo clutched the body of his master and protected him with everything he had.

"Wow... You're pretty devoted, aren't you?" One-Nine taunted the djinn. "Who knew magical beings took their job so seriously? You're a lot like us machines in that way too. Well... The other Artificial Humans, at least. I don't much care for anything else but absorbing heaps of amazing Ki and becoming stronger. Why? No reason, really. Just because I wanna."

"You're wrong...!" Mr. Popo cried out with a blank stare and teary eyes. His pea-sized crystal droplets fell on Upa's face, washing a few trails of blood off of it. "Protecting Kami Upa isn't just Mr. Popo's job! Mr. Popo has come to like Kami Upa. Mr. Popo thinks that Kami Upa is a great Kami and Mr. Popo admires how hard Kami Upa works to be great Kami despite being just a human with a short lifespan. In that way, Kami Upa is the best Kami Mr. Popo has ever served! Mr. Popo would die to protect Kami Upa, even if Kami Upa wasn't Kami anymore because Mr. Popo admires Kami Upa. Mr. Popo likes Upa!"

"Mr. Popo... Likes Upa?" Chayote raised her head from the cradle between her arms. Looking down through the shaken and mirage-like waves of her tears wobbling like a crystal shroud in her eyes. Chayote's left foot took a stout stand and pushed her body off the ground as the Saiyan rose back up and turned to the grisly scene of Mr. Popo cradling his master's limp body to protect him from his grisly end.

"Oh? Woke up at last?" One-Nine acknowledged Chayote's rise. "That's good. Keep watching and etch this into your memory. Maybe knowing this whole thing is all your fault will help you get mad again?"

"I see now..." Chayote looked down at her shaking hands as, before her eyes, they became calmer and completely still. "Protecting the Earth isn't just my job..."

One-Nine wound up a motherlode of all punches as if looking to bust clean through Mr. Popo and Upa's chests alike as an ethereal glow of teal-colored Ki began emanating from the fist of the Artificial Human. Before she could hammer the finishing blow home, a large hand wrapped around her head spun One-Nine around and flung her away from Mr. Popo and Upa. Sliding across the rocky floor, One-Nine turned her unbelieving eyes up only to see Chayote's muscular back and spiking up hair that swam in a ghastly flow from the wild energy emanating from Chayote's body.

"Chayote..." Mr. Popo cried out, happy to have protected his best friend.

"Take Upa back to the God Temple, Mr. Popo." Chayote said with serene tranquility in her voice. "It's okay. I will take care of this heap of junk for him. If he wants to repay the favor, he can always just feed me a dinosaur or something when I come back."

"Finally grew a pair?" One-Nine whispered to herself. "Good. This will make your Ki worth draining, at least. Take care of me? Give me a break..."

Chayote turned around to face One-Nine, prompting the bratty Android to gasp as she saw a teal glimmer in Chayote's eyes, and her spiky hair flashed gold. As the Saiyan took a small step forward, One-Nine sunk her stare down to witness her shaking boot dragging backward in unspoken terror of the approaching doom.

"That's right. Make no mistake, I will mess you up. That's because you and the rest of your walking scrapyard buddies threaten Earth. You threaten my Earth, my home, my paradise. And it ain't like it's just my job to protect it. I was stupid to think that way. Earth... I love it. That's why I stayed behind, that's why I won't budge or move one inch back and I will surrender no quarter. Because I love Earth, because even though that purple-faced, mohawk god-guy didn't let me into paradise, the gods gave me a little corner of paradise right here instead and I've come to love it," Chayote explained, taking one additional, methodical step with each sentence, causing One-Nine to drag her shaking feet back in response to each step that Chayote took.

Suddenly, Chayote's muscles tensed up as her bulk exploded all at once, flooding her body and inflating it with rapid muscular growth. Her eyes became amber but quickly faded out in the whites as veins ravaged Chayote's bulking-out body from her calves to her face. The Saiyan grabbed hold of her head, taken aback by the surge of violent thoughts that corrupted the sense of tranquility she had just achieved and her emerald aura exploded outward with hints of teal and white rays erupting outward.

Chayote's bodily shapes became abstract, enveloped by the radiant surge of Ki emanating from within as her ascended emotional state had multiplied what few specks of remnant energy lingered in her body exceedingly. The raging Saiyan leaned back, straightening her body out as bubbles of all colors of the spectrum expanded outward from her body, encompassing the entire globe with their colorful flare. Green. Blue. Pink. Purple.

For a blink, Chayote's eyes turned blood-red as her vessels burst and flooded them with blood but then the limiter of a concrete, physical shape burst, shattering her amber-colored abstract irises like broken glass as a dome of emerald energy enveloped her and lightning began lashing wildly in all directions as a mother of all lightning storms began whipping the Earth with azure jolts. The rocky wasteland that the gruesome battle took place collapsed inward into a black abyss with stone platforms floating in the air and forming a stairway into heaven as Chayote's Ki sustained their floating with little input from the ascending Saiyan.

The pent up love she felt for Earth, the uncompromising desire to protect it and utter dismissal of any other options but to fight for it all burst out at once, submerging the entire world in a flash of emerald that then settled in a singular, beaming pillar of green light with black, ink-like splatters showering far and wide and washing over the beaming source of power. With flashing red eyes, Chayote ascended from the abyssal depths she had succumbed to. Her hair and her body had been settled in a shape not much different from her Wrathful State but the color of her hair had been bright.

Shockwaves resonated through the battlefield, nearly throwing Mr. Popo who was fleeing with the unconscious Upa on his magical carpet off the flying transportation they rode and pushed One-Nine as far away from the ascending Saiyan enemy as the Android wanted to be at that time. Rings of radiant, parakeet light and resonating lightning bolts ravaged the entire continent merely as a herald of Chayote's ascension. The entire world sunk into green, night blue, purple and red light as the bubble of energy surrounding Chayote changed colors alongside the hectic and dimension-shattering reactions that her beloved planet had to endure to be protected.

The dome around Chayote shrunk down. The golden-haired Saiyan roared out with a bestial and supernatural tone resonating throughout the land. Everything that Chayote had unleashed upon the Earth, every ravaging pulse of energy and jolt of lightning, all returned to the dome of energy resting atop of a floating rocky platform hovering above a blinding abyss. As that roar died out, Chayote hovered in mid-air, fully transformed. Whited out eyes, spiky golden hair and a death-inducing resentful expression with a laser-focus aimed at the awed Artificial Human resting atop of a floating stone platform several layers beneath the newly born Super Saiyan.