Walking Dead Carl Gets Shot In The Eye Novels & Stories

“What? Are you sure Carlie watched Jebediah get killed with her own eyes?” “I’m very sure. Everyone in Rothesay knows about it. The two killers tied Carlie to Jebediah's bed and made her watch as they put a bullet through Jebediah's head. Not only that, but I also heard that his blood splattered all over Carlie's face!” “Holy Jesus! This is so scary. My heart can’t take it!” “Yes, it's scary just thinking about it. Poor Carlie... I heard she's coming back today. I wonder how she recovered so fast…”

“Good. I’ll tell the men to move.” I reach for my phone, fast, and dial. Drew’s voice slices through again. “What the fu—! Lance, wait. I think Carl's called some backup.” My head jerks up. “What?” “There’s a car in view. Not moving forward. Just… on standby.” “Shit.” I hiss. I grab the binoculars from him without asking, slam them against my face, scanning fast. Carl’s outside the warehouse now. He's already seen his men, dead. And… he's dialing someone.

He could see some of them, glaring at him while dropping their weapons on the floor. “Who is he?” Mr. Allen couldn’t help but wonder, as he stared in awe at Carl. That was the same question everyone had while staring at Carl. “Chase please, you are hurting me,” Madison said as she tapped on his hand slowly, but it only seemed to make it worse as she now felt it difficult to breathe, with his arm around her neck. “You are hurting her!” Carl yelled but got shot in the thigh. He fell on his knee with a grunt, as blood seeped from the wound.

"Weeds really take a long time to die. Even the devil does not want you in hell just now, Carl Petrov" "Your eyes are swollen and your nose is red. Have you been crying? Were you scared I would die, Kara Stepanov?" Carl rebuked with a grimacing grin. "Fuck you" Kara scowled at him before she stormed away. ****tbc****

Edwardo looked back and he realized that Carl's body guards were already dead as he looked back he saw Carl laying lifeless on the ground,he raised the gun that he held in his hand and shot at Carl's forehead then his chest before he finally gave him one last shot on his neck. With that Edwardo was sure that Carl be was dead already he dropped the gun as he looked at the bullet wound on his shoulder,he looked towards Tony and Rick and he saw that they were unwounded. "Let us go home"he said as he walked towards their car. "You can not go home now can you not see that you are wounded"Tony replied "I want to go home and I can take care of myself"Edwardo replied nonchalantly as he continued mak

She wasn’t serious about her threat, but she’s really annoyed right now. Kate heaved a sigh, also catching her breath. "It wasn’t the vampires that tired us. It was the civilians that ran after seeing us." Alice shook her head. It was reasonable. The hunters basically killed their employer. "They made me more tired than fighting vampires." Klaver mumbled at one side. Alice looked around and realized that there were people missing from their group. "Where is Carl... and also Art?" Kate pointed at the ambulance, "Both of them were shot. There was a vampire that was hiding in one of the rooms. Luckily, that vampire has a bad aim, and those two are good at dodging. It was just minor injuries."

Alex boasted. "You think?" Carl asked. "Ofc.." Alex was saying when he suddenly saw someone who lifted a high-powered rifle to his shoulder, taking aim at their car. "Heads down!" He shouted but it was too late. Gunshots echoed in the car and Alex felt the heat of the bullet graze his cheek. He heard Irish scream in pain and then knew she had been shot. Oh..no! Tbc.

Carl's forehead was covered in cold sweat when he finished. As he expected, Jameson's eyes turned grim. "He didn't bring Lyse with him. Is Lyse still staying at Landon's with Jasper?" "Yes…" The tremor in Carl's voice became evident. A grim glint flickered in Jameson's eyes. He loaded his gun and shot at the ground multiple times. The bullet exploded under Carl's feet. He was terrified to his wits, unable to utter a word. Jameson gasped for air violently after he finished his round of bullets. His eyes were bloodshot. "Get the car!"

He stared at me as if I had gone crazy for real. Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath, and without saying anything else, still with a dagger in my hands, I left them. I ran away from there, annoyed to the core. With my eyes closed, guided by all of my other senses. Not wanting to see anyone's death accidentally. Until I hit someone and fell on the ground with the person. And to my dismay, it was that dummy, Elodie. When she realized it was me, she screamed as if I had just attempted to murder her.

My eyes go wide. Carlisle sits on the living room couch, a giant white bandage wrapped around his head. His left eye peeks out from underneath, swollen and bruised a dark purple.