Bloodborne Plague Doctor Mga Nobela at Kwento

he explained as he lifted up a bandage covering her abdomen soaked in something looking like black tar corrosive her skin like an aggressive flesh-eating bacteria. My wolf backed away whimpering at the sight. “Is not possible!?” the old doctor replied as he looked over her wounds. Then the younger doctor looked to me; “Who are you, young wolf!?” he yelled, and I returned he disguised accusation of me with a growl as I tried to bite him. The doctor looked to the Supreme and then to me;” Get the big guy from the hall now!” He commanded. The young doctor looked confused but before he could get up Tomas had kicked the door down; “You called” he replied.

His hands were cuffed to the railings and so were his legs. “Doctor,“ Darius acknowledged as light footsteps approached us. I was forced to tear my intense gaze away from Jason and fixed them on the doctor instead. He was one of the best in the pack, and of course, he was a wolf. But he wasn't just any kind of Doctor, he was among the specialists that have studied the rogues' anatomy over the years and can help in situations such as this. “Go cover yourself up. You don't wanna get infected,” Dr. Freya gestured at Darius with his head. “All of you,“ He pointed to the other warlords and Victor.

Doctor Tom asked. " Well he's only our main suspect for now whereas i forgot to ask, is there anyway to cure this new plague like you had the cure for the Lycan?" Detective Gomez asked. " Remember am part of the creator so I had a full knowledge of what I was dealing with but this Chimera, I'll have to do some research about it." Doctor Tom said. " Okay doc till we meet again." Detective Gomez said and he made to leave. "Attention all unit we're under attack Base 001... Find the intruder immediately." The inspector general voice rang out from the telecom on detective Gomez's shoulder.

Me, Dax and Riggs spent the next few hours getting everything we could from the rubble and set off back home. We pull up outside of the doctors and climb out. We go inside and go find the doctor to see what he knows. "I thought you might be here soon." He says to us. "What you got for us Doc?" Riggs says. "Well he was dead before the explosion, so someone killed him. Now this is where is unusual, there are wounds on his neck and he is drained of blood." My face pailed. Vampires.

"We need to find the source of the plague. That way we can make a cure. It's our only hope." Aiden nodded, his gaze fixed at me. "I'll go find the werewolf doctor," he said. "He's the only one who knows where the records of the plague started.” I silently watched as Aiden approached the werewolf doctor, the man looked up, his eyes filled with a mixture of exhaustion and curiosity. He’s been stressing himself out because of the plague. Thousands of people need them right now and they don't get to say no to the people. "Prince Aiden," he said, his voice raspy. "How can I help you?”

Jai frowned in confusion. “What do you mean you don’t care?” Darrion also looked at the doctor in confusion. Their food came and Doctor Prime sipped on his ginger tea before he spoke again. “Sorry, young one. This may seem like a conflict of interest, but honestly, I don’t really care. I’m the only one who has the knowledge to save her life. She had been suffering with that disease for a long time, her body is beyond fragile. When I say that I cannot believe she was still alive to this day, I really mean it. That disease she’s suffering from, is a very strong energy that could not be possible for a human to stay alive if they are in direct contact with it. I am not exaggerating,” the doctor

“Where did you get these?” “Don’t worry. Your chief scientist is alive,” Lucas said. “He’s been cooperative. I imagine he’d like to stay that way.” He nodded toward the papers, then looked at me. “Those documents detail the development and intended deployment of a biological agent. A plague, specifically designed to be carried by individuals who appear healthy. Intended to be introduced to an enemy pack’s population through civilian contact. Refugees, for instance.”

Troy hollered. A minute later, Doctor Jacobs pushed the room to my door open. “Yes?” he asked. The doctor was tired. A lot of wolves were hurt during the bombing, and if Troy was to be believed, Doctor Jacobs was the only werewolf doctor in town. Most of them were okay and had healed, but some were still here. Troy quickly explained to him what was going on. “What do you think? Should we worry?” he asked when he was done. The doctor’s eyes flitted in my direction then back to Troy. “She’s not like other wolves, Troy, you know that.”

He moved his gaze from the doctor and looked around at the vampires who were affected by the plague, some were coughing non-stop, some had dark spots all over their skins and it seemed as if their skins were decaying. King Wymond opened his hand and a syringe needle moved from a tray into his palm, there's a bluish liquid inside the syringe, King Wymond quickly broke it in two parts and sniffed it, then cringed in disgust as he inhaled a very bad smell. He threw a disgusted glare at the doctor. "I don't know if that guy looks like your head doctor, Landon, but I do know for sure he's someone I know very well" he gritted out as he crushed the syringe into even smaller pieces in his palm.

“What?” The door opened, and a guard stepped in, his face tight with tension. “We brought the doctor. One of the best.” “Send him in.” The man entered,very calm. He sat across from me. I leaned forward, voice sharp as a blade. “Talk.” “I’ve studied the pattern of the disease,” he said. “It’s waterborne.” My stomach fucking dropped. My body went rigid. “What did you say?” My voice was ice, a deadly calm.