Kenji felt himself being lifted up, not bothering to try and feel the world around him with wind to know what was touching him. He was done, he was ready, for what? He had no clue, but he just didn't feel like fighting anymore, for the moment at least. Kenji heard a giggle and a shiver ran through him. He tried to look up but fumed when he couldn't see anything.
Kenji felt himself fall entirely to the ground when the chains holding him up were destroyed. He felt the metal still on his wrists but could tell they weren't connected to anything else. Kenji felt himself getting lifted up and groaned softly, finding he was having a hard time breathing properly in the stressful situation. He could distantly hear the pounding of footsteps, then felt wind rush past him as he was lifted on something to where the cool air of the night hit his bare, wet skin.
Kenji heard Alice try to convince someone to fix him, he assumed his eyes but he didn't hear that part at the end so he wasn't sure. He heard a large thump, then the sounds of a struggle, then nothing. He frowned, but didn't move, still not finding any motivation to do so, he was too drained, emotionally and physically. He was shaking though he couldn't feel it and found that he couldn't help but feel his stomach squeeze again as if trying to vomit again. He felt that he was moving quickly, judging by the speed of the wind around him.
He didn't try to move as he was carried, wondering how much more blood he needed to loose before he died of blood loss. He let his eyes close after a few hours, too tired to struggle against the oncoming sleep. He dreamed of his parents, happy memories of going around Chicago and playing in a park and running to try to keep up with his quick father during their morning jog around the block, long enough to tire Kenji out but not his father. He might have smiled outside of his dream if his body wasn't busy rapidly rebuilding his energy reserves now that he wasn't using any abilities or trying to whatsoever.
The group had just finished the second Captain America movie, following the Iron Man trilogy and the avengers movie when Jacob jumped up. "Kenji's home," He stated as he moved to run for the door. He had missed his friend and wanted to know why he had been gone so long. He ran to the front door, throwing it open as Kenji slid off of what looked like a shadow wolf and fell to his knees. Jacob moved forward, figuring Kenji was just tired. When he got closer, he saw the blood coating his friend all over.
"Cathal, Cathal something's happened," He called as he moved to his friend. Kenji waved him off, standing but leaning heavily on Jacob. "Where's Alice?" Kenji whispered in Jacob's ear. Jacob shrugged as he looked around, holding his friend closely. There only seemed to be damage done to the boys back and face though he was soaked all down his front in blood. Jacob couldn't tell if he was hurt anywhere else.
Lucca went to the door, looking out to see a bloodied Kenji and an equally bloodied Alice. "Well, you two better make up instead of beating each other up," He said, really thinking the two had been so mad at each other over what he had seen in the morning that they had done the bloody deeds to each other. Kenji didn't seem to hear him as he dropped his head, still shaking noticeably. Jacob looked distressed as he seemed to try and get Kenji to say what happened but wasn't having any luck.
"We... dark guild. Might be coming," Kenji managed to get out as he seemed to fall asleep again, standing up. Jacob feared it was from by blood loss. If Kenji had lost as much blood as what was on him, it was a surprise he was still alive. Jacob was able to hold his friend's weight without too much trouble as he moved inside, not even going to the infirmary upstairs as he set Kenji down on the kitchen table on his stomach, looking at his back instead, unsure what to do as he looked to Gabriel for help.