I completely understand Lance. Now let's get the money together to get this man a lawyer to wave the charges. It's only some minor hyper-beaming. Nothing serious. Not like the people were important.
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Velon Eveningshade could admit that perhaps exploring the woods at night by himself was a bad idea, but then again, when has a bad idea ever stopped him?
So armed with a pistol, a knife, and a backpack filled with supplies he headed into the woods flashlight in hand.
He had a great time, he ran into three oddly friendly wolf packs. Played with the adults and pups. He only got a small bite once from a pup who looked immediately sad and regretful.
He just patted their head and wrapped a bandage around his hand then set off after 15 mins. The wolves then oddly guided him somewhere.
An hour of traversing up a mountain and then down it. Then he rode a larger wolf through a large field till eventually a forest area to a small open field where he saw a trail of golden blood.
"Is this what you all wanted to show me?" He asked and they seemed to shake their head and take him to a tree where he was the most beautiful woman he's ever seen.
However, he ignored that and focused on the most important thing. The wounds she had. So taking off his backpack he got to work helping with the most important ones. Like the large line across her chest. One nearly across her throat entirely.
"Christ almighty, what could have done this?" He asked himself as he finished doing what he could. She would need a doctor. Unluckily for her, he was not one. Luckily for her, she would survive long enough to reach one.
Since he wouldn't be able to move her without injuring her, he would wait till she awoke. So he got to preparing a meal.
"Y'all hungry?" He asked the wolf pack with him. 6 wolves. 2 pups and four parents. They gave him a wuff in response and he shrugged taking it as a yes.
So after some time, he had a basic meat dish in front of him. Don't ask how he managed to walk through the woods with meat in his bag completely fine. He's not sure.
However he didn't care and ate his fill while sharing with the pack, a bit was left over for the woman if she awoke.
As it would happen, a groan was heard and the 7 awake people(1 human and 6 wolves) looked at the woman now waking up.
8 people were now awake.
"Where-" she didn't get to say much as the wolves moved over to her and nuzzled her. All gently avoiding her injuries.
"Who are you, boy?" She asked and he smiled and shrugged.
"That is the question we are all trying to figure out my dear friend. However, my name is Velon Eveningshade, a 16-year-old high schooler who loves exploring." Velon said as he laughed at her annoyed look.
"Kidding, kidding. I was exploring, and came upon you injured, more accurately it's to say I was having fun with this wolf pack and they led me here after this little one accidentally bit me. I patched you up as best I could with what I had." Velon said as he gestured to all the bandages wrapped around her body. "And no I did not peak at you or remove your clothes." He added as she looked up at him with a glare in her beautifully colored silver eyes. The moonlight seemingly paling to compare to them.
She grunted in annoyance but seemed to believe him.
"Here, some food. Meat with some basic spices." He said as he showed her the spices and flipped a piece each to the wolves which was raw. They loved deer meat.

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A Gamers Guide To A Multiverse of Fun (abandon)
FanfictionVelon Eveningshade learns that perhaps dying doesn't lead to the end, but rather a new journey. One dream ends, but another begins afterwards till the dreamer awakes.