Silver Bullet Movie Wheelchair Novels & Stories

A few meters away from the meeting site, shots started to rain down on us. I took a hit to my shoulder and as soon as I did, I knew it was silver. It burned like hell, the pain nearly knocked me out. Brandon managed to get me out of there and took me to a hospital. The closest one belonged to the humans. The doctor on duty didn’t know how bad it was to have a silver bullet inside of me. By the time he took it out, the damage was done. My shoulder healed, but not completely. No one but Brandon knew about it.

Dmitri fired before anyone could react, and the silver bullet hit Elena in the left shoulder, spinning her against the alley wall. Due to silver's ability to pierce werewolf flesh, Elena could feel the wound refusing to heal. Silver prevented her from shifting, leaving her in human form and bleeding. As Dante charged Dmitri, three of his men opened fire with automatic weapons, forcing everyone to take cover as bullets ripped through the alley. Marcus pulled Elena behind a dumpster and applied pressure to her shoulder, but the silver was making her bleeding unstoppable.

he said with a smile after an eternity. "Well, then we would just have to do it the unpleasant way," said the woman and he saw in her eyes what was about to follow. Bullets - silver of course, why always silver ??? - we flew towards him in slow motion. He spread his arms elegantly and stood there like a statue from bygone times.

He said, “I went for a walk and some people tried to mug me. Logically speaking, I could have easily taken them, but I got shot and it was a silver bullet.” Venus turned to me, then to Sven, “any chance that this isn't a normal attack?” “With a silver bullet? I doubt it.” Sven said. “Good thing it came out from behind because we would have had a serious problem.” Venus said. I pushed myself up and walked towards Sven, “what news did you say you have?” “Outside the rookie's cell had a hidden camera. I forgot to tell you that.” My eyes widened, “well let's call Carlos. He'll get the footage out in no time.”

he screamed, his gun pointed at Kate's head. Matteo, who had been quietly observing from his wheelchair, suddenly sprang into action. With fast speed, he rammed his wheelchair into Wilson's leg, throwing off his aim.

Jim raised his hand and shot out a golden needle without hesitation. This guy had a sturdy physique, but his movements were lightning fast. Jim’s golden needle was unable to shoot him in any way. That guy had escaped dozens of meters away in the blink of an eye. Jim stopped shooting at him and turned his wheelchair to pursue his target. On the hillside, the two run and chase each other. The wheelchair was completely unconcerned about the rough terrain below. It could even travel at a breakneck speed. The middle-aged man suddenly took a pearl necklace from his pocket when the distance between them started shrinking rapidly.

“please, please, be okay.” My tears are falling, and I’m trying to undress his shirt so I can examine the damage. Just two inches above his heart is the silver bullet. I can still see it. I quickly dig my fingers into the bloody wound and remove the bullet. Still nothing from Blair. He is silent and barely breathing.

He snickered, “Seems like the girl has no idea what’s going on.” Then he pointed at my wounds, “You can die of blood loss,” “This won’t hurt me,” I replied but he smirked at my remark. “Are you sure?” He asked, “It’s silver bullets,” He looked at my soaking clothes, “You couldn’t tell?” My eyes went wide, “What?” I looked down at my torse. Blood was still seeping out of it, the wounds weren’t healing and the pain wasn’t subsiding. On the contrary, it was more painful now. Then I looked back at him, “How?” It didn’t make any sense. A normal human being shot me, why would he have silver bullets with him?!

Murphy queried and scoffed. You gotta trust me on this one. Werewolf Hunters are dangerous. They don't care if you're good or evil. They will wipe any Werewolf even if one relates to them, " Kane explained. "I thought our injuries would heal by themselves? How then can they kill us?" Murphy asked further. "The Silver Bullet. If you get shot by one, you die in the next 48 hours unless you are able to get a silver bullet, Break it and place the particles into the exact place you were shot. Any other alternative is false" Kane instructed and Murphy heaved a sigh.

Sweat slid down her spine beneath the dress. But her posture remained perfectly straight. Steady. Unshaken. She walked directly into the encirclement. “Fire.” The old tycoon issued the order without hesitation. The guards never got the chance. Vivienne lifted one leg. The black heel cut through the air like a blade. CRACK. Her foot slammed downward. The front control panel of the wheelchair exploded beneath the impact. Sparks burst outward. High-voltage arcs scattered through the corridor. The life-support system shattered into pieces.