<span style="font-family:Assistant"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0080ff">He was silent. He was stealthy. He was lethal. He was quick. He was a man on a mission. And God help anyone that got in his damn way. Carl had snuck out of Alexandria while his father and the others were busy welcoming Maggie, and all  of the people from the Hilltop, who had showed up once Negan and the Saviors had bombed their home. A bomb. A fucking bomb! He <i>still</i> couldn't believe what his father had told him a few days ago. The people from Hilltop had arrived this morning, and they were still getting settled in now.<br/>
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With dinner over and as everyone settled in for the night, he took his chance. And while that happened, that's when he decided to make his move. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(0, 128, 255)">He'd taken a car and parked it a mile away from The Sanctuary. He had a gun in one hand, and a knife and machete strapped to his hip as he ran. He wasted no time and took out as many guards around the back of the building as silently and quickly as possible. He didn't bother with his gun, and instead had pulled out his knife, snuck up behind a few of them, and then got the jump on some of the others. <br/>
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They were dead before they could even cry out to warn the others. But he knew that his presence would be known about soon. Especially when Negan had more of his men check in with the ones who had been guarding the back door. Carl let himself inside, and he was greeted by at least 5 Saviors, all who charged at him. Without a second thought, he hacked and slashed through these men as if they were nothing. A few times he had nearly been shot, but luckily he had been able to get out of the  way in time.<br/>
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Several minutes later he had taken down 4 of the men, when a clatter nearby caught his attention. He glanced up, and his eyes locked with green ones. At that moment, he was grazed when the 5th man he had forgotten about for a moment, came after him with a knife. But, when his gun went flying, he was about to go for his machete or knife, but had no time. </span></span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(0, 128, 255)"><span style="font-size: 15px">Instead, he had to use a method of killing that he'd never used before. He punched the man in the stomach and then quickly moved behind him and jumped on his back. <br/>
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At that angle, he was able get a good grip on the man's neck, and then he yanked it into an unnatural angle. The 'crack' sound made him wince, but he didn't let go, until the man went limp in his arms, and he dropped him to the floor. His attention immediately returned to the girl he had seen, and he quickly grabbed his gun and pointed it at her.  "Who the hell are you?" He demanded and waited to see if she'd answer him, or if she'd try to attack him, and he'd have to kill her.</span></span></span>