Immune Novels & Stories

A big ' achoo ' was the first thing he heard when Neal enterd the house. "You are late." The person sitting on the couch said followed by a sneeze. Neal hummed and went to the kitchen. He opened the fridge and took a bottle of water. "You look like shit." Neal said approaching his best friend after drinking the water. A sneeze was the reply to his comment. He sit beside Arjun, his half Indian best friend. He leaned back with a sigh. Arjun was cocooned by a blanket typing something in his laptop. There were tissues on the floor where he sat. His face and naturally tanned skin was flushed from the fever.

He pursed his lips at me. "Shes none of your concern, Hazel is a spy and has been working for Cage for God knows how long. We're under attack-" Before I could get another word out Doc mind links me. "Alpha I found a connection, This infection isnt new, I've had it once before. Shes been poisoned with liquid venom from a vampire. How she got it I have no clue but I need a vampire and an old one at that to heal her. Their blood ith a few herbs is what will give her a fighting chance." He cuts the link as I assume he's busy with her and Bellamy both being in bad shape.

It was a weakness similar to having been laying in bed for weeks at a time, Will had experienced this once before when he was hospitalized for pneumonia and his muscles had atrophied. Suddenly a rough arm grabbed his neck and picked him up, Will started screaming and flailing immediately out of fear. Whoever grabbed him just continued carrying Will this way, while shouting something unintelligible. Will continued to struggle until he felt the surroundings getting warmer. [My eyes have been closed this whole time] Will had suddenly realized because his surroundings had also become brighter, but he could only see a blurry red light. However before Will could manage to open his eyes, he felt th

giggled the woman "Never mind Mita, do your job well!" "As you wish ma'am!" Mita, a neurologist who Cally trusts, has made modifications to humans several times. Making them robots for Cally that he guessed, the ones that were modified were the ones who must have harassed Cally's head. Strange indeed, Mita admits that her friend's madness since college, in the medical world, genius madly has only a few differences. Mita looked at the young man in front of her with pity, she was wrong to have woken a sleeping tiger from its cage. Mita starts injecting some fluid into her body. then began to mutate the man's mind from the screen of his laptop monitor

I picked the phone up without even looking at the screen to see who was calling. "Please stop calling my damn phone." I said, thinking it was Micheal. "Well damn. What the hell i did to you" asked Kita sounding all hurt. "Girl, I thought you was Micheal cheating ass. He won't stop calling my phone. I can't even get no sleep" Kita paused for a minute, being all dramatic. "Well duh Guh. That's why they invented putting your phone on silent. To silence any unwanted attention." We burst out laughing. Because I never even thought about putting the phone on silent. That is why I love my girls They could bring me out of any dark mood.

I said, reaching for my medical kit. "You can't cut her out of them," Killian said, stepping into the light. "We tried that. The graft is permanent." "I am not cutting her out of the children," I replied, my fingers flying through the vials in my bag. "I am cutting the children out of the neighborhood. In immunology, if a body refuses to reject a foreign object, the object eventually becomes part of the host. We have to trigger a rejection."

But I couldn't. I took out my phone and messaged my mother if I could spend a few days with them. Without waiting for her response, I turn off my phone and start to work, in order to get my mind off the letter. And what was written in the letter? 'Next time, use the green' _____________________________ -VOTE- -COMMENT- -STAY SEXY AND SAFE-

Auggie's Chapter (Backstory) My name is August Manzano and I have Severe Combined Immunodeficiency or SCID. I have a low number of T cells-a type of white blood cells that make up the immune system to keep me from getting sick. I am not able to fight off germs. To protect me from infections, my parents isolated me and separated me from them. We are following a strict protocol during my isolation including limiting who enters the house that I am in right now and washing hands before entering and touching me.

What’s one more note? But this is different. It’s… mundane. Common. A cold. A stupid, mortal virus picked up from some contaminated air scrubber or a tainted water ration. My immune system, already stretched thin from a lifetime of cosmic stress and a recent forced mortality, offers no resistance. It sweeps through me with the efficiency of a seasoned invader.

Roy is presently in a 70:30 situation, which meant his chances of dying were high, due to the amount of wolfsbane he was injected with. “He was injected with wolfsbane.” he finally replied. “What’s that?” Kimberly asked, her eyes furrowed in confusion. Elijah nervously ran his hand through his hair. He didn’t want to scare Kimberly, but she deserves to know the truth. “It’s a substance that temporarily numbs the wolf in a werewolf. Vampires use it when fighting, as an easy way to kill our kind.” “Roy is going to be okay, right?” she nervously asked.