An: New story I hope you like it. Something I feel I should mention off the bat is the Harry Potter timeline up to the time of the story is pretty much the same but the Kh side of things is going to be fairly au. There's some more details down the bottom.
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Clutching her side she summoned a Dark Corridor using the last of her strength before stumbling desperately through it.
Her sticky fingers could feel the blood pouring from the wound in her side even through her glove.
The wound was bad, she wouldn't be able to stand much longer. She'd exhausted her Magic in their battle, so she couldn't heal herself, and even if she could the wound was severe enough that it would have drained her almost completely.
She was lucky she had managed to partially block the blow that had caused it. Anymore and she would have been dead, or whatever passed for dead for someone like her.
In any case she was fading fast, even she had her limits, and she had exceeded them.
When she emerged her surroundings were dark.
Vision blurring she collapsed to one knee before trying to push herself to her feet and falling to the ground.
Unable to gather the strength to move she simply lay there and waited for her wounds to finish her. She had one final thought before her world faded to darkness, 'Roxas, Axel... sorry...'
Harry wasn't sure whether he liked Slughorn or not. He supposed he had been pleasant in his way, but he had also seemed vain and, whatever he said to the contrary, much too surprised that a Muggle-born should make a good witch.
Still he supposed anything was better than Umbridge.
With any luck he'd still want to teach come September. Looking at the recent track record of Hogwarts professors he couldn't really blame the bloke if he ended up changing his mind.
Just as he was wandering if they had walked far enough Dumbledore stopped walking so abruptly Harry almost walked into him, "Wand out Harry."
At his words Harry's blood ran cold, this time he had the distinct feeling that whatever they found wasn't going to be pleasant.
Glancing around uneasily he drew his wand as they continued on, this time moving far more cautiously, the smell of blood was thick in the air. A part of him whispered that they might have stumbled on a muggle murder or something similar, he felt sick when he found himself almost hoping for it... the alternative... well, he really hoped this was going to be another false alarm.
Wand clutched firmly in his hand he tried to ignore the thickening smell of blood in the air as they closed in on its source, Dumbledore displaying a surprising spryness for his age as he all but sprinted down one of the alleys to where a figure lay slumped on the ground.
Harry felt a horrible sinking feeling when he realised the figure wasn't moving.
Drawing closer it became apparent this was the source of the blood. It was everywhere, great gallons of it soaking into the ground in great puddles.
Coming closer he examined the prone figure. It was a girl, she looked young, maybe about his age, it was hard to tell, and she didn't look like she was in very good shape.
Dumbledore knelt quickly, gently turning her onto back and Harry had to stifle the urge to gag at the sight of the gaping hole in her side she was rapidly bleeding out from.
"Harry!" Dumbledore's sharp call snapped him from his shocked state and he rushed to help however he could as the old warlock listed off a list of commands.
By the time they arrived at St Mungo's Dumbledore had managed to stem the bleeding but he seemed unable to stop it completely or heal the wound from the blow that had torn through her coat and into the tissue of the girl below.
As Harry numbly watched on as Healers worked frantically over the still form of the girl they'd found he thought to himself that it was just as bad as it had looked.
He watched as they divested her of her robes or possibly long coat –it was hard to tell and the garments condition didn't help, something that in normal circumstances would have had him blushing but now left him feeling ill as the extent of her wounds was revealed.
Besides him Dumbledore stood expression stony the twinkle gone from his eyes. He'd asked if Harry had wanted to leave but he'd insisted; he had to stay.
Merlin let her be alright. He couldn't do this again, not after Sirius, not after Cedric. Glancing down he gazed unseeingly at the blood staining his hands from where he'd held onto her.
Her body had been soaked in the blood from her wounds, absolutely covered in it. Several hastily cast spells later and it was still all pervading, soaking the black hair that framed her face and staining her skin red.
It was a miracle the healers said, that she hadn't given out.
They'd left the simple undergarments she'd been wearing on though they too were soaked with blood, and Harry was grateful that she'd been afforded that small kindness at least.
They'd had to remove most of the blood that had coated her to get at her injuries, and to make sure it wasn't hiding others, but even now her skin was covered in gore.
Her legs and arms had escaped the worst of it, relatively unharmed but for deep bruises and shallow cuts and scrapes; though later examination had found several of her fingers to be broken as a well her left leg and arm.
Darkly he mused that it said a lot about a person's condition when broken bones were considered the 'best of it.'
The rest of her was a mess, her left lung was punctured; the cause a broken rib, one of several. Accompanying it several were fractured, they were though hardly the worst to be found.
She'd taken a hard blow to the head that had fractured her skull, if only minutely, and one of her eyes had been nearly cut out if the long gash slashed down her face was anything to go by.
Several of her organs had been badly damaged, likely as a result of blunt force trauma for there seemed to be no piercing, though the healers had admitted they might have missed something for it was hard to tell, and even as she'd bleed all over the floor more still flowed from the wounds inside they could not see that were only now being discovered.
The real problem though had been the hole in her side, it was huge and so far they had been unable even to stop the blood pouring from it fully.
Whatever had inflicted it there had been magic involved, though of what kind they could not say.
It was Harry thought, a very grim occasion.
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An: So new story, this is going to follow mostly the sunset trio - mainly Xion. On the Harry Potter side of things it'll probably be mostly business as usually character wise in terms of which characters we'll be following.
Some thing I want to clear up now is that the Kh side of things story wise is going to be heavily Au, and Sora isn't going to be showing up anytime soon in all likelihood. One of the main things I'm changing is the length of time the events of the games play out. I've added roughly a year to both the kh1 and 358/2 days timelines respectively.