A/N: So, just a brief heads up, this story takes place in the not so far future of the series. It happens close to the end of the arc that we are in now. Why, because I wanted to manipulate elements that we already have in place from the recent chapters. So if it's not already obvious, there will be spoilers. And also, as per normal, I do not own or claim ownership of any of the characters (Except the OC and her "gift"... those are mine…) Enjoy!

"Shin-Ah! Jea-Ha! Set up the tent quickly!" Yoon shouted as he dropped his bag to the open floor of the clearing and began rummaging through it. Kija was holding Hak's tattered body and Yona crying silently behind them, holding on to the shattered glaive her friend always kept by his side.

"Zeno, go get firewood and water!" at Yoon's words the gold dragon warrior rushed off into the forest.

"Yoon… He'll be ok right…?" Yona asked in a small shaky voice.

"Of course, he will be, that damn thunder beast won't die so easily." Yoon grits his teeth as he pulled herbs and supplies out of his bag.

"Relax princess, Hak will be alright." Kija's voice was slow like someone was pulling him through a thick pool of mud.

"Were done, get him in." Jea-Ha panted from trying to set up the tent so quickly.

"Good, Kija, get him inside, Jea-Ha, Shin-Ah, go catch up with Zeno, someone needs to get something for dinner, and we need enough firewood and more water than Zeno can carry on his own."

"Yoon! You're panicking, calm down. You got this." Jea-Ha said soothingly before he turned around and grimaced. Shin-Ah pointed off to his right.

"Zeno is this way…" He said quietly.

"Jump on and point the way." Jea-Ha shook off his original gloom and took off with the blue dragon on his back. Yona followed Yoon and Kija into the small tent. she sat down on Hak's left, with Yoon on his right.

"Kija, I hate to ask this, but I need you to stand outside and make sure we weren't followed," Yoon said, more than a little sidetracked by the man before him and his nearly demolished body. Kija nodded and stepped out. Leaving the three of them alone together, in painful silence.

"Yona, help me get his clothes off." the boy instructed the girl in tears. They carefully removed the garments from Hak and were greeted by a full frontal view of his destroyed chest.

Several gash marks from blades had taken themselves clear down to his ribs. There were arrow wounds in his shoulders, biceps, and arms, a few still sticking their way out of his legs. He was also well covered in numerous shallow gashes covering him head to toe.

"Shit." Yoon cursed under his breath. Hours passed of careful bandaging and splinting, as Yoon had later found that Hak's leg may or may not have been broken. Yelling from outside the tent drew His and Yona's attention.

"We're back with the firewood and water!" Jea-Ha's voice called out from a ways away.

"Good, start up a fire and heat some water," Yoon called back. "Yona go out and help them, this is only stressing you out." Yoon paused, "Go help those moron dragons with their injuries." he said. Yona nodded, she stood, tears still streaming down her face.

The cool air of the evening clung to her damp face. Taking a cloth from Yoon's bag, she dipped it in the warm water and went to Kija, whose dragon arm had been sliced to ribbons, but was still nowhere near as bad as the Thunder Beast's body.

"Princess I'm alright enough to do it on my own." Kija's voice was quiet as he strained his neck to look at the tear soaked face he loved so much.

"No, I need to keep my mind off Hak. Please let me tend to you," She paused. "to you all." Her head turned slowly to face the other three dragons. the setting sun glinting off her crimson hair, making everyone pause a moment. Jea-Ha was the first to shake himself out of it.

"I wouldn't like it any other way Yona…" The green dragon said soothingly. Ao bounded over from Shin-Ah to sit on Yona's shoulder. The furry creature rubbed her cheek, absorbing some of the moisture there.

"Since Zeno doesn't get hurt, Zeno will go catch dinner!" Zeno ran off into the treeline.

"I thought I told you guys to bring dinner back with you…" Yoon pushed his way out of the tent. wiping semi bloodied hands onto a piece of cloth. Yona was just about finished bandaging Kija's arm.

"Yeah, we didn't find much. Just these nuts." Jea-Ha held out a palm-sized bag of nuts. Shin-Ah nodded silently behind him. Yoon sighed.

"Hold out your fingers." Yoon stated blandly, Jea-Ha complied silently. The skin had been nearly completely removed from the undersides of his knuckles. Yoon grumbled and grabbed the ointment from his bag and began to wrap the tall man's fingers in gauze.

Yona found herself staring aimlessly at the tent. She felt a hand on her shoulder. Shin-Ah was standing behind her, his hand on her shoulder. Taking her hand he lead her close to Yoon and Jea-Ha, then he sat down next to the man with green hair. Shin-Ah held out his arm,

"Please." the blue dragon warrior asked quietly.

Yona smiled softly, knowing he was trying to help. She rolled up his sleeves and found several small cuts, seemingly from arrows. She only found one puncture mark in his upper shoulder. After a covering of ointment and a few bandages Shin-Ah was done. They all sat quietly for a moment.

"How is he?" Jea-Ha broke the silence by addressing the elephant between them.

"Honestly, I don't know. He's strong. He has pulled through similar situations before." Yoon clasped his hands in his lap. Yona remembered how Hak had been when they had fallen from the cliff just before meeting Yoon and the Priest.

"He may or may not make it through the night." Yoon said quietly.

A/N; Well, that's it for now. Hopefully, you all like it! If I can ill get the next chapter up tomorrow. Now for the super cheesy part, Please rate and review! :)