Hazbin Hotel Infection Au Novels & Stories

They kept coming in their numbers and I realized that we would soon be over run by the horde. "We need to do something" Austin said in panic as the horde closed in on us. "How fast can you run?" I asked. Without waiting for their reply, i grabbed my axe and took off towards the hostel we scanned earlier and they followed behind. We ran all the way through the corridor to the first flight of stairs. The Infected are now pouring into the hostel in their numbers.

At my words, Fulton hurried down the hall to retrieve his computer. We could all hear the distinct siren of the ambulance off in the distance, which brought us all hope. My deep need to allow the Doctors to conclude what this infection is from is short-lived. I watch in horror as her body continues to convulse under my arms. “Do something!” Talvin demands, and I instantly obey. Leaning forward, I extend my fangs and dip them into my mark. This time instead of marking her, I am removing the infection from her neck. As it pulses into my mouth, I let it run down her neck, not ingesting any of it. As the last trickle of infection leaves my mouth, I hear Theo’s worried concern, “The officer.” My

HAZEL I wake up to the sound of frantic footsteps and hushed whispers outside my door. Something is wrong. I can feel it in the air. I sit up in bed, my heart pounding. Arnold and Ethan are already up, speaking in low voices by the window. “What’s going on?” I ask, my voice still groggy from sleep. Arnold turns to me, his face serious. “There’s a disease outbreak, Hazel. People are getting sick.” My heart sinks. “How bad is it? And overnight too?”

But nothing felt like it was moving fast enough. Hope’s blood test had come back earlier, and I had sent more samples back just to double-check, to make sure there hadn’t been some mistake. But the truth was staring me in the face, no matter how much I wished it wasn’t. Hope—Avery’s baby, our little miracle—was infected with LDS. Lycan Decay Syndrome. The words felt like poison in my mouth every time I thought of them. It was a death sentence, slow and insidious, and it was creeping through Hope’s tiny body.

Madeleine Cross -one of the few humans immune to the deadly virus Zion- after an unfortunate turn of events such as the loss of her last remaining parental figure finds herself captured by a BloodHound -a genetically enhanced being, designed to identify and retrieve the last remaining Negatives roaming the Earth. She gets thrown into a sterile room to be subjected to various tests, under the pretence that her blood would be the key to develop an antidote against the deadly virus...But that couldn't be any further than the dark truth.

Hailey's pov; Upon hearing Austin's claim that he was a vampire, I took a sick leave from school and remained at home. When questioned by my parents about my absence, I reported feeling unwell. My younger brother, Charlie, disregarded the situation and proceeded to attend school as usual. In the meantime, I conducted extensive research on vampires. After poring over numerous sources, one commonality emerged - vampires are not real. It became apparent that the internet cannot always be relied upon for factual information.

When she got to her seat, the first thing she did was open her drapes and switch on the fan and the diffuser spread around the room. She took a seat and picked up the burgundy envelope. She felt the material of the paper with the pad of her fingers before opening and reading through it. King Athena of Antarti, Attached to the letter are files containing pictures of the specimen of the infected body and attacked Guests on their way home. We ran lots of laboratory tests to come to a final conclusion. It was inconclusive as the human medicine could not detect anything wrong with the bodies. Just a severe sulfur infection which we know is a lie.

He scowled as he threw the glass pen rack sitting on his table at her. By chance, the object hit her arm as she protected her face with her arms. "You are lucky I have a guest. I will ask Dr. Sam to wait for you in his office today. Get dressed! My driver will take you there now!" Amy shook her head as she turned to leave the room... "Don't let your stupid blood mess up my house", he thundered. It was at this point Amy realized the glass pen rack did slit her skin. She covered the injury with a piece of her cloth as she left the room.

She already had an idea of what this case might be. But seeing the symptoms listed clearly in front of her made the suspicion stronger. She lifted her gaze slowly toward Xavier. “When did the symptoms begin?” Xavier leaned forward slightly.“About three weeks ago.” “And the infected individual is your son?” “Yes.” Aurora nodded slowly as she made notes. “Has he experienced persistent fever?” “Yes.” “Severe fatigue?” “Yes.” “Loss of appetite?” “Yes.” She turned another page. “Hair loss?” Xavier hesitated. “Yes.” Aurora’s fingers tightened slightly around the pen she was holding.She already knew, but she continued asking questions, it was routine afterall.

Right then and there, I made a decision and requested time off from my boss. Although he wasn’t thrilled about it, he reluctantly agreed. Which led to this conversation: “Mom, I work at a haunted hotel. The benefits are amazing. They’ve got cockroaches with thirty eyes, dogs with eight heads, and all sorts of bizarre game bosses…” “Are you messing with me? What kind of nonsense is that? There’s no such place in the world!” “It’s true,” I insisted. “If you don’t believe me, I’ll bring the employment contract tomorrow. For now, just rest and get ready for your surgery tomorrow.”