The Prophecy "Do you have an organoid?" No, but if my pilot has one, it can merge with me. "Oh. Then how can you talk to me?" I remember being something else, a long, long time ago. The organoid I carry within me now is dead, but I still have the ability to speak mind-to-mind. We were running across the desert, caught up in the thrill of being in the right place. I saw a strange ledge and steered towards it. It was a huge rock tablet. There was writing on it, so Liger magnified it. It came out as this.

Two great zoids link the land, Together always, hand in hand, One destroyer, the other death, Tied together by a never-ending band.

One only, To pilot death, One only, To pilot destroyer, Always fighting, Always biting, Never to be at peace.

The Dark One comes, To pilot Destroyer, The Murderer comes, To pilot Death, Only woken, Never broken, To fight the never-ending battle.

Destroyer built to last the ages, Death built for never-ending rages, Dark One lost, to purpose and meaning, Because of the murderers call.

Destroyer light, fast as the night, Answering to only one call. When the deathsong is sung, Answering to only one, When Astarael howls.

They meet in the canyon, Beneath the twin moons, To fight and bite and just despite, For the sake of the shadow.

Death's fire bringing to the air, The presence of the land affirmed, The destroyer weak, reeking despair, To fight the awesome battle.

Astarael comes to save the destroyer, Sacrificing life, For the sake of the dark one, But who is to say, For bad or for good, How will this battle be won?

Finally all elements come to dark ones aid, Death charges up for one last assault, Explosion ignites the fiery furnace, Ignites the rage of the dark one, But who will survive? Who will die? How will this battle be won?

With essence bright, Where all souls burn, Upon the night, The Dark One yearns, For the lone wolf to come to his side, For Astarael to guide him.

"What does it mean, Liger?" He growled, I don't know, maybe when we find zoids eve we'll find out. "Well, can you take me there?" Yes. We turn and run, exhilarated in being together and the speed. While I sit here, I review about the liger. He's good, no doubt about that. He doesn't talk much, though. Oh, well. When I get Shadow back I'll have someone to talk to. But I want to know, what are Ligers capabilities? We're here. I blink and look around, is he joking? There's nothing here but desert! You will see. Wait. I look up. A beam of lightning hits us, and I black out.