Carl Walking Dead Shot Novels & Stories

A few of the vampires hissed and a few others laughed as I took in my surroundings, there wasn’t enough space for Abeloth to separate from me. I kicked Carlson with the heel of my boot in his face sending him staggering backwards as I started shooting with both guns. I smelled blood and I could hear screams as the poisoned bullets went through flesh. I tried keeping Carlson just within my reach as I kept shooting until both guns clicked empty and I threw them to the side and grabbed my knives.

As soon as the smoke cleared Carl bent down to pick me up and give me a hug. “ Hey honey are you okay?” I nodded and looked for Aaron. “Aaron Carl where is Aaron?” I pulled back and looked at the kitchen island . I couldn’t see him . “Aaron!” Carl let go of me and ran to where Aaron was. My heart was already beating fast but it broke when I saw Aaron lying on the floor with a gunshot wound to the chest . He was all bloody and he wasn’t breathing.

Susan shouted and brought out a gun, she pointed it at Carl and he raised up both hands in surrender “Jess Susan, you are pathetic, take that gun out of my face” “Believe me Carl, I am not joking around, this gun is well damn loaded, and I can shoot you if I want to” “If you shoot me, what happens? You will end up in jail, because this office has a camera, you will be caught, then you will be away from your son forever” “Shut up, I do not have a son” “But you do, and I’m pretty sure he did not die from the lung complications, I made sure of that”

Diana held her face with both hands, tears trickled down her cheekbones, she still couldn’t get everything that happened out of head; she could easily continue the dream in reality as she knew exactly what happened when the doctor came in. It been four months, and Carl and died of a heart disease; a sickness he didn’t tell anyone about, not even his own mother. Diana had cried her eyes out that day at the hospital, she had created a scene when she started rolling on the floor with her wedding gown. However, things got really complicated when Carl’s father brought out a nine millimeter pistol and pointed it at her inside the hospital, even with the gun pointed at her; Diana remembered clearly

Carl has just left to pack the car when Ryan shows up and starts shooting. Fuck!

This was going to leave a mark. As Carol approached the house, she walked up to the front door, not clearing the surrounding sides. A warrior was sneaking up on the right side. Unfortunately, she caught his movements right as he turned the corner and shot him in the face. Realizing her mistake, Carol made her way around the house. She got shot in the leg but otherwise killed the other warrior. Again, she walked up to the door and kicked the door in. She instantly dove to the side as a slough of paintballs came firing out.

She was currently taking the box of cake she bought from the back of the van while still sitting in the driver's seat. Rodel went out the door first, her eyes widening as Dhalia followed her gaze. Dhalia's heart beat faster when she saw him immediately walk towards the front of Carl's vehicle. He pointed the gun he was holding where he was sitting. "Carl! Don't, Rod!" Dhalia shouted. Dhalia gasped. She hugged her son tightly in her arms. Rodel fired one shot after another from the gun he was holding. The first bullet immediately hit Carl in the chest, followed by his left arm and head.

Darren did not wish to waste another second with the witch, though he found it a pity that he was not able to see her grovel on her knees, there was nothing that he could do about it, he raised his gun and then notched it right at the centre of Carla’s head who closed her eyes prepared to leave the world but just as she was readying herself for the bullet to embed in her head, she heard a loud bang and then turned to look at the man whose head was now bleeding as he looked at her with wide eyes.

he bawled and smiled. “Do it, son. Do it!” Mr wick growled with a shattered heart. No other option but to watch himself die at the hands of son. “Do it!” He screamed again and Calogero pulled the trigger in terror. The bullet blasted the left side of his chest, surely blew his heart. Wick died instantly with eyes flaring open and blood pouring out from the sides of his mouth. He died without knowing the reason. Calogero broke down but was yanked up forcefully. Even though he didn’t enjoy it, he had to kill each and everyone in his family with the same gun. He started with His dad, to his mom, to his little sister and lastly his twin brother.

Before I could react, she pulled out a knife. I froze. The blade came straight at me— Then, a sickening stab. But no pain. Vincent had stepped in front of me. Blood spilled, staining the floor. Even as he staggered, his eyes locked onto mine. "You okay? Did she hurt you?" I shook my head. Only then did his eyes finally close. *** The cops dragged Emma away as she shrieked profanities. "You filthy witch! Lunatic! I'll kill you one day!"