Carl Walking Dead Shot Novels & Stories

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!"

- Timot but he is just looking at them with pride on his face “hahaha you dare to oppose me? Then I am happy watching all of you being feeds to the zombies!- Bidal he was showing his arms to the group, and a sudden electricity flowed with it! “you!”- Sunny the zombies had arrived and John Carl don’t let any moment and quickly kills the front zombies while Art used to opportunity to increase the aim of his skill “CHU!” It in his right after the mark. The eyes of the zombie Art had shot that were already melting.

Carl was still waiting for me. “Robert, I was going to phone you in a bit…” I said to him but he interrupted me in a whisper. “Kiran, I shot them, they’re dead,” he said to me. “Who’s dead? Who did you shoot?” I asked him and Malachi’s head snapped towards mine. “I don’t know, they were in the house, I should probably call an ambulance…” he said. “No! Don’t call anyone, I’ll be right there, just don’t do anything,” I said as I walked back to where Malachi and Carl stood.

My heart was hurting but I have to hide it and suffer in silence. We were so distracted and we did not notice when Carl opened his backpack and took out a burner phone. He smashed it on the floor and stumped on it furiously. Dwayne ran up and tackled him to the ground, holding him in place as he glared at me. I gestured for him to lift him from the floor and I looked intently at him, smiling evilly as I stared him down. “You should have killed me when you had the chance Carl,” his eyes widened in fear as I lunched forward and landed a deadly blow on him, making him go unconscious immediately.

I want to make his death very slow and painful. 'Yes, Dad.' 'Now all of you get your ass ready! Someone get rid of this body! And where is that bitch?!' 'She's gone,' someone said as she walked in. 'She took off and she…' She panted. 'Killed Miss Happy's friend, Sherry and shot Lola in her abdomen—' 'What!' Carlos shouted. Great, just what I needed. I will have to find her later. _______

•°•°•°•° Mia was downstairs by the dining, she had Liam beside her as she fed him, she hears footsteps and turns to see Carl ..he was dressed for work He got to the table and sat down looking at Mia Intently, Mia looks at him and mouths a what..Carl smirks in return He didn't eat anything but stood up and began walking to the door, he got out and was about entering his car when a gunshot was heard, a flower pot behind him broke

Then, he would foam at the mouth and collapse, convulsing on the ground. His body would shake and gradually stiffen. Finally, his eyes would bulge, his face turning blackish-blue, dying with eyes wide open… Watching Andrew approach, Carl's smile grew even broader. In his mind, he was already picturing Andrew's death. This method of killing was truly stylish and impressive. Carl loved it. However, in the next second, he saw Andrew take his third step. He could not help but wonder why Andrew was not falling down yet. Andrew took a fourth step, bringing him right in front of Carl.

Arthur added, trying to rile Carl up, and he succeeded. Carl clenched his fist, landing a punch in Arthur's face. "Shut up Arthur!" Arthur chuckled. "The truth is bitter Carl. You won't be able to save Zara." Carl halted his action. At the mention of Zara's name. He was distracted and lost in thought, that he didn't notice Arnold behind him. Arnold immediately stabbed Carl from the back, removing the dagger and repeating the same act over and over again. Carl fell to the ground, clutching his stomach as blood gushed out of his mouth.

He grabbed Annie and jumped on his motorcycle, trying to escape. Carl raised his gun at Dr. Percy. A muffled shot, white smoke from the silencer. Screech - BANG - The motorcycle scraped across the ground. Carl stepped on Connor's shot arm, pressing the gun to his forehead. "I let you say goodbye to your brother. Now, will you talk?" "Puh..." Connor spat blood, clearly injured internally. "Nothing to say. Kill me if you dare." Without hesitation, Carl shifted the gun and shot Annie's foot.

She walked slowly to his front with a cold expression and looked down at him. “Please show mercy?” he begged. Layla raised her pistol. “Wrong family.” Bang! And just like that, it was over the werewolf fell and laid lifelessly. After about some minutes passed. Only the fire crackling through broken wood and the stench of blood remained. Alice put a bullet through the last beta still gurgling on the floor. Calvin nodded once. “Burn it.” Alice moved without pause, flicking accelerants across the floor. Layla struck the match with a thumb and tossed it.