"...understand?" U-Mos finished, stepping over a deep puddle of harmful liquid.

My brain was still buzzing from his long explanation, and I think Samus, Dray and Ghor were also trying to contemplate the intricate scheme. The rain pattering against my helmet didn't aid in my thinking, and I was getting a little sick of all this moisture. "So let me get this straight..." I muttered aloud, trotted behind Ghor. "You want us to split up and take down the armies? Doesn't that seem..."

"Difficult? Yes, it may be a little intimidating, Rundas, but if we do it properly it will work." U-Mos replied, ducking beneath a low hanging beam that was covered in glowing moss. "I will have Gandrayda and Ghor join the remainder of the battalions, learning from the inside who the leader is."

"But why me? I don't exactly fit in..." the robot pointed out worriedly, lowering his head. "The Wotans would know I wasn't part of them, and Gandrayda could just morph into a Space Pirate, or a Cyclosian."

"You speak truth, Ghor. But, you haven't forgotten that we could just give you some Phazon to armor, and then you would blend right in, correct?" U-Mos assured, a partially invisible grin was beneath his visor as he turned and looked at us. "Besides, you are the most knowledgeable, and will know the weaknesses and strengths of the infantry. It is dire we have you with Gandrayda."

Ghor perked up. "Oh! Well then, I will accept the challenge." He looked to Dray, who's armor moved with her legs and body. "Will you be able to handle it?"

She snorted. "I can take being a spy. What I won't be able to deal with is you and your weird vocabulary," her voice dripped with sarcasm and jest. She playfully punched Ghor in the shoulder. "You really confuse me sometimes."

He laughed diffidently, but it was covered by Samus's question. "So Rundas, you and I are going to search for the Leviathan Seed?"

U-Mos nodded. "Indeed. I have studied that the Seed is deep within the planet, and is further corrupting the Pirate Homeworld. I believe in order to eradicate the Phazon from the alien races we must destroy it. Then possibly the Homeworld will be cleansed and return to the Space Pirates."

Samus groaned. "Do we have to? They're the scourge of the stars."

I looked to her. "Why do you dislike them so much?"

She went stiff. "They killed my parents."

I was shocked, but I said anyway, "I loathe my parents."

"And I hate the Space Pirates." Her answer was short, and I refrained from talking about the matter anymore.

"Where will we find the Leviathan Seed?" I asked U-Mos, changing the subject.

He seemed relieved to be off of the topic, and relaxed the tension in his shoulders. "We are a mile away. It should not be long before we arrive. But I must warn you now, hunters," he cautioned Samus and I. "The planet's nutrients in the layers have mutated the Seed, and it is far more durable and strong. My hopes are that it will not be too imperishable and that through our power we shall conquer it." I could sense confidence in his voice, yet, at the same time, some fear.

"What if we can't destroy it?" I asked, which brought with it deep silence, only faltered by the trickle of the tainted rain.

"Then we will have lost the battle with Phazon, and the war with the universe." U-Mos replied sadly as we stopped in a courtyard, where the pools of water were enormous. "We must part ways here, hunters. I wish you all the best of luck. May you return triumphant and conquer your enemies." He stepped away from Dray and Ghor, and Samus and I followed him. We stood across from each other. "Farewell."

The two looked at each other, then offered each of us a smile and a wave. "Don't die, okay?" Dray said, lightening the goodbye a tad. "There's no coming back this time."

"Give that Leviathan a good whomping for us, all right?" Ghor remarked, the red lights on his face and limbs softening to blue. "And Rundas," I gave him my full attention. "Remember... something... Anything. I would give my life to have my old friend back."

I went numb suddenly after hearing his plea, and watched with unclear feelings Dray and Ghor turn and walk away from the three of us. They sloshed through the fluid, leaving the area through a circular door.

"Well. Let us resume the search for the Leviathan." U-Mos said as I thought, pivoting as well and strolling across the yard. "The fate of the galaxy depends on us, now."

Samus followed him, but I stayed put. I heard their footsteps stop, and then Samus's voice beckon to me, "Rundas? Aren't you coming?"

I looked back, my gaze boring into U-Mos's visor. "If I go, can you promise me something?" my tone was shaky.

He shifted his weight around from one foot to the other. "Of course, Phrygisian. Whatever you ask."

I swallowed. "Can you give me my memories back?"

U-Mos froze. "I do have psychic powers... Why do you wish? Have you forgotten something?"

I nodded. "I got hurt, and lost everything. I want to remember. I want to. Please, U-Mos? Please help me?"

He looked at a plash of acid rain, cogitating on my request. "I will see what I can do. But for now, we must get to the Leviathan. Only then will I restore your memories, Rundas. Now, follow me. We need to get to the Seed as swiftly as possible."

Samus and I obeyed, running after U-Mos as he darted through a porthole.