200 Doctor Tyr (1/2)

'What the hell?' It didn't make sense that they wouldn't even try to come, despite knowing how fast he could run. It was obvious that based on the blood splatter from where he got shot that he was injured and that would indicate that this was the best time to pursue him. Despite that, he was able to use his sense and tell that all of the cars and various agents and police were just spreading out down the road, as though waiting for him to come back.

Laz couldn't help but be confused.

Laz also noticed that Tyr, who had been hiding on his back, had rushed to his shoulder, as though sensing the threat was over.

”Have a fun ride?” Laz asked, looking at the little guy who nodded his head yes. It was almost like he wanted to do it again. Laz laughed at the cute, furry little hitchhiker and started to make his way deeper.

It didn't take long though before Laz noticed that something was wrong, well, felt something was wrong.

He stopped and looked around, even spreading his sense out every way that he could, but he found nothing.

He noticed that the trees were healthy, the wind was gentle and there even seemed to be a sense of extreme calm. Besides the wind, there really was no other noise.

”Am I imagining things?” Laz asked the little spider who was also looking around like he was in thought.

”There isn't even a sense of hostility...Ergh...” Laz could feel every step he took from his tired and bleeding body. Even if everything around him was the picture of tranquility, Laz wasn't in good shape to enjoy it.

”Damn it. I just hope that there are no beasts to smell the blood, otherwise.... wait a second...” It was only know that Laz realized what he had missed before. Besides him and the little spider, there was no other creature within range of his senses. In fact, he was no longer able to sense the people waiting for him on the road, something that he should be able to do since he wasn't really that far away from them.

”What the hell is this?” As Laz took a few more steps forward, he noticed that the woods around him were becoming dark. It was similar to walking from the sun into the shade, but then walking into an even darker shade and then a darker one. It shouldn't have happened like that.

No matter what was happening, Laz first needed to try to tend to his wounds more. If he had ended up in some place dangerous, having those bullets inside of him would only make things worse if he had to fight. So no matter what, that was now the priority.

On a normal day, he would be fine to let the wound heal itself while circulating his internal energy. But these bullets seemed to be especially hard to take care of. It was almost like they were stuck inside of him and didn't want to come out. At first, after he had been shot and when he was using his black flames to cover his body, he had kept the flames away from the bullets since he didn't want them melting inside of him. There was no telling what would happen if he did that. He was sure he could melt them, if it came to that. But it really was the last resort.

Having no other choice, Laz began digging at the wound in his shoulder while trying to find the bullet. Since his body was solid enough that a normal bullet wouldn't effect him, he couldn't use normal tweezers since they would just break while he tried using them. As such, he could only dig into himself with a titanium blade. It wouldn't break his skin, but it wouldn't break easily either.

After a few moments of of digging, Laz was able to remove the bullet. He then switched hands and did the same for the one in his arm too. The final bullet was the one in his thigh and he knew that it would be the most difficult. After wrapping up the first two wounds Laz tried his best to relax before standing up. The problem with the tight wound was that it had hit from behind and buried itself in there. Due to this, Laz could only try his hardest to dig in while standing up since he wouldn't have been able to reach it otherwise.

After a good ten minutes without success and a hell of a lot of swearing in his head, Laz couldn't stand the pain and dropped the knife while sitting back down to rest. Looking around again, it almost looked like it was now nighttime in the forest. And it was giving Laz an even creepier feeling.

”I don't think we should be in here Tyr...” Laz tried calming himself while talking to the little spider who had been watching him while he worked. The spider turned to look at Laz and then looked down at the knife before jumping down and running to retrieve it. Although it looked a little clumsy at first, Tyr was able to bring the knife back to Laz while holding it in his front two legs. Seeing this, Laz couldn't help but laugh while leaning over carefully to take it from him. Surprisingly, Tyr moved the knife out of the way as though he was playing a game of keep away.

”Tyr. I don't think it's the time to do that...” Laz said with a smile, thinking that Tyr was a like small child that wanted to play. Instead of Tyr handing him back the knife though, Tyr instead used a third leg to point at Laz and then point at the ground.

”What's this now?”

*Down,* Tyr responded.

”Down? Like lay down?” Laz asked the little guy who responded with a nod.

”Uh... ok” Laz laid on the ground while Tyr stood next to him with the knife.

*Over.*

”Roll over?” Laz's question once again got a nod from Tyr.

'Is he going to try to get the last bullet out?' Laz couldn't help but think to himself, even though it seemed crazy.

'Well, it's either that or he's going to take me out... still...' Laz couldn't help but think that someone standing behind him would have a better chance of getting it out than Laz trying to do so without being able to reach to correct angle.