Everything was dark.
He liked the dark. It felt comfortable. Like a giant blanket of some sort – it curled around him, shielding him from everything. Quiet voices floated around, although he didn't recognize most of them.
… Have you named him…?
… He doesn't look much like you…
… He's Galaxia's bearer too? ...
… I'm sorry sir, but it may be our only chance…
And suddenly, the darkness was being pulled away from him, replaced by… not-dark. Light? Yes, light was what it was called. He didn't like this 'light' at all – he desperately clung to the dredges of darkness, but it slipped through his grasp.
His eyes flew open, staring out at nothing. He blinked, rubbing his sore eyes as things began to appear in front of his eyes. First a silver expanse came into focus, then a dark blue emptiness that was dotted with white points. He blinked again, adjusting to the unnatural light coming from all around him.
After a few moments, he looked around. He was in some sort of small place – around him was some sort of giant keypad, and black metal. A dome sat above him, clear enough that he could see the outside of wherever he was. He was sitting in a comfortable black chair, surrounded by some sort of silky fabric.
He curiously reached out and touched the fabric – a dark blue paw came into his vision, reaching out and running itself over the fabric. He blinked again, staring curiously at the paw. Was that his? He shifted his arm, and the paw moved in tandem with his attempts to move his limb. Ah. So that was his arm.
He looked closely at his paw, and noticed a few tiny little claws on the end. He tried to move them – but there was no response. Hmm… Maybe they just hadn't developed enough? Oh well.
He leaned back in his seat, running his paw over the fabric around him. It was very soft to the touch, and warm. He curled his paws around it, and pulled it over his body so that he was almost completely immersed in the fabric. He felt his lips tug at one corner, a pleasant feeling bubbling up from inside. He ducked his head under the fabric, and relished in the darkness that the fabric caused.
He fell asleep like that, curled in the fabric, and never noticed the incoming asteroid until it was too late.