Andromeda Strain Mini Series Novels & Stories

Melina said. *** War Room The entire command structure was assembled. Edmund. Harold. Lillith. Sienna. Alaric, Aiden, and Archer. Gregor and the pack elders. Marcus and the security team. Melina stood in the center of the room. She could feel them all watching her. Assessing her. Understanding that something had fundamentally changed. "The Strain has reached full expression," Alaric said. His voice was careful. Clinical. "As of approximately 4 AM this morning, she achieved one hundred percent potency."

Elcrimos don’t touch people who are not stained with the dirt of our world. “Have you told nonna and nonno about this?” I asked. “Yes. They already know.” A knock was heard on the door followed by the mahogany door slowly opening. Miranda, one of the servants, went in. “Damsel, Madame Felicity and Sire Aleksander are waiting for you at the living room,” she informed. I paused for a few seconds before replying. I could feel the rampage of ache again. The rage and throbs which I tried to bury for a month suddenly aroused after knowing she’s finally here.

‘It’s the Andromeda Strain,’ Jackson stated simply. ‘Well done that man. Not exactly that virus, but probably from the same place.’ Strauss pointed upwards for effect. ‘You don’t know that for sure.’ Bridget found her voice then. ‘You and your books and films. You can’t just make a statement like that, it’s—’