The Walking Dead Carl Grimes Death Novels & Stories

And that is when rage took over the grieving father. Zoe’s POV Carl destroyed the whole river camping rogue army singlehandedly. I couldn’t even exaggerate when I said that he literally clawed out the army leader’s heart and choked it down the dying wolf’s throat. Not wasting any time, we spread out to find Lex after saving one rogue wolf from Carl’s wrath and tortured information out of him about the young wolf's whereabouts. Shock hit us like a thousand bricks when we found out what had happened with the happy-go-lucky Alpha and, Victor and Lucan did not hesitate to dive into the icy cold river flowing below just after we heard the last bit of Lex’s horrific encounter with the evil monster

Looking very nervous. “What’s going on?” Sylas asked. “What are you doing here, Carla?” “You two should sit down,” Rick told us. Sylas took my hand and led me to the chairs by the desk. Carla came over from the window where she had been waiting. She twisted her hands in front of her as she took a deep breath. “Carla, you obviously have something to tell us,” Sylas said. “Just say it.” She took a deep breath. “Carson is dead,” she stated. “He’s been murdered.”

Parker and Mia gasped, rushing to stop him. "Carl, what are you doing? Have you lost your mind? Yara needs to be cremated!" "She's gone. Let her rest, please." "Move." His voice was like ice. His face, even worse. Mia snapped. "You're insane!" But he didn't stop. Didn't flinch. Just walked past the horrified stares, carrying my lifeless body. I followed, but for the first time— Even I was afraid. *** Carl secured my body in the back seat and drove straight home.

He looked like a pathetic mess, which was unlike his usual dapper self. I couldn't think of a reason why he'd want to kill me. When Carl saw me, he struggled against his restraints. The rag in his mouth muffled his shouts. "Why aren't you dead? Why did you have to show up in front of Eliza?" It looked like Carl had gone mad. The guards at the door eyed him warily, only relaxing once I assured them everything was fine. Carl's eyes were bloodshot. I took out the rag from his mouth, but he abruptly calmed down and filled me in on what had happened over the last four years.

“So, his alpha wolf is not dead… right? He is not dead, just taken away by the elders?” Tyler really wants to tell my heart the harsh truth that Grant is completely gone, so my soul can finally let go of the pain and stop waiting for a miracle in the woods. He knows the heavy sadness would be temporary and my mind would eventually come to terms with the dark reality. But as his eyes look straight into my anxious face filled with deep worries, his resolve falters completely. “He is not dead,” Tyler lies, his voice barely above a quiet whisper in the room. “The Walker family guards got his bleeding body to the City Hospital in time. That is the only thing my ears know.”

Carl raised the knife to his own throat. Everyone froze. Yosef's eyes widened. "What are you doing?" he demanded. Carl chuckled. "Winner takes all. This game was always about betting our lives. I lost, so I'm giving you my life." With that, he slashed his throat without hesitation. Blood gushed out immediately. In the shocked silence, Carl collapsed to the ground, lifeless. Everything happened so fast, no one could react. On the hospital bed, Yosef's eyes flickered violently before gradually calming down.

I dashed over to room and the sight I met there almost made me throw up. Here was Ryan, head bent down and sitting in the pool of HIS OWN BLOOD!!! He was already white and I almost he had died. The wrist he cut already had dried blood sticking around it. I don't understand, what is wrong with Ryan? I walked over him and lightly shook me up, praying he would wake up. Hopefully still had some strength in him. He moved slightly and I heaved a sigh of relief, he wasn't dead after all. Raising his face up, I shuddered. His eyes were blood shot, as if he'd been crying. “ Carl, wha.. what are you doing here?" He choked out, his voice hoarse.

The beast ask and cough out more blood. "...You are dying. Don't waste your last breath asking questions." Carlos said to him, and continue smelling his dripping neck. "You are a freak you damn blood sucker. I wouldn't die like this you hear me? I wouldn't... AHHHHH." The werewolf words were suddenly cut short because Carlos strangely stab his hand into the beast chest and drag out his beating heart out. "AHHHHH!!." The beast shouts one last time and die. "...you talk too much. But I guess now that you are out of life...i can eat you in peace." Carlos stated, and began eating up in heart of the beast while Alex who was some few minutes away from him watch him in terror.

Iris was dead! This was the end of the venomous woman who kept going against Winifred. On the rooftop, there were no traces of emotion on Kareem’s face. This was something he had done countless times in the past few years. Taking out his phone, he called Carl and explained the whole situation to him. After hearing the whole story, Carl became enraged too. “Be it the Zea family or that Tyr Summers, I want them all dead!” His son ending up this way had made Carl completely lose his mind. However, Kareem still kept his composure.