Rias drifts off to sleep, the last thing it hears being Katie say that she thought it was the best dragon, and that she would check on Rias again later. The glow of the egg slowly fades, but does not disappear, as it slowly falls into a quiet slumber. The star-field within the eggs shell, or rather the expanse that spread in Rias' mind, slowly turned, twinkling and changing color constantly. Rias was happy. Or, rather, it thought that this was what happiness felt like. Emotions like that were still a completely new concept to the unhatched dragon, but little by little, even within the egg, Rias learned from the Ancients, long past dragons, the Ancestors of what Rias was today.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">As Rias slept, it dreamed of a green field, dotted with small white flowers. The grass and blooms gently swayed with a soft breeze, which made the whole place look like some sort of emerald ocean. Floating and fluttering creatures lazily drifted through the air, and birds flew high up above in the blue, blue sky. Fluffy white clouds dotted the azure expanse, and the scent the wind brought past was one of subtle sweet. The sun shone, and it was a happy day, warm and comforting. <br/><br/>That was, until a dark spot formed in the sky, growing as a giant chaotic hole, blotting out the sun, turning everything dark. The wind grew more fierce, tearing at the flowers and the grass, dirt flying as the enormous aperture sucking everything within it, the butterflies, the birds, then Rias. Swallowed up, surrounded by darkness, everything was quiet, yet at the same time so loud. Rias was scared. What was this place? Rias didn't know what to do. Where was Katie? What was going on?<br/><br/>'Help me...Katie...Help me...'</span>