American Royalty III

Part 24: Oh Shit...

Kit stumbled as she appeared in the demigods common room scaring the living daylights out of Rocky.Blood was pumping out of her open wounds and if she wasn't controlling her own blood she would have died from blood loss.Rocky's barks stopped abruptly once he realised who it was and immediately ran to Kit as she sunk down into the floor, exhaustion taking over as the adrenaline wore off. 

"Hey Rock," She whispered lifting a shaky hand to pet the dog. 

Rocky immediately sensed something was wrong and nuzzled closer to her causing her to groan in pain, "Buddy...I need you to ...go find ...Will," She managed to croak out.

 She carefully lifted her wand, pointing it at the door which swung open. Rocky seemed to understand and immediately bolted out as Kits vision blurred and she struggled to fight off the darkness that was starting to creep into the corners of her eyes. 

 Kit let out a ragged breath, the sound rattling in her chest. Her body felt impossibly heavy, and every movement sent waves of pain shooting through her. Her hands, slick with blood, trembled as she pressed them weakly against her side. 

I can't— won't pass out. Just stay awake... 

 Will POV 

Will sat at the Hufflepuff table with his arm wrapped around Nicos waist as he listened to Clarrise recount Reynas fight with one of the Carrows. 

"You shouldn't have," He spoke up, his tone serious. 

"Well, you only live once," Reyna smirked. 

A bark disrupted their conversation. Rocky barreled in, blood smeared across his fur. 

"What the Hades?" Thalia shot up from her seat, her sharp eyes immediately zeroing in on the stains. 

"Is that blood?" Hazel's voice trembled, her eyes widening. 

Will was on his feet in an instant, already moving toward Rocky. "Shit. It's not his.It's someone else's." His voice was clipped, all traces of calm replaced with urgency.Rocky barked frantically and darted back toward the door, looking over his shoulder.

 "Someone's hurt," Reyna said, her face hardening. "Let's move!"

 The group sprang into action, abandoning their meals and conversations. Chairs scraped against the floor, and hurried footsteps echoed through the halls as they followed the frantic golden retriever.

 "Gods above.." Hazel froze the moment they entered the common room, her face paling.Kit lay in a pool of her own blood, her skin ashen, her shirt torn and soaked through. Her body was eerily still except for the faint, shallow rise and fall of her chest. 

"Shit," Thalia hissed, rushing forward."Kit! Gods, what the hell happened?" 

"Move," Will barked, shoving past her and dropping to his knees beside Kit. 

"Thalia, get out of my way!" 

"What-" 

"Now!" Will's sharp tone left no room for argument, and Thalia staggered back, her face twisted in panic.Will tore Kit's shirt open, revealing deep crisscrossing gashes that wound all the way up Kits torso. 

 "Oh, fuck," Clarisse muttered, her voice uncharacteristically soft.

 "Will, what do you need?" Reyna asked, her voice steady despite the panic in her eyes.

 "Nico, get over here. Support her neck and keep her airway open." 

Nico was already moving, his hands shaking slightly as he cradled Kit's head. "Kit, can you hear me?" he asked, his voice cracking.