The Plague Dbd Novels & Stories

This plague spread quickly, and the way they had engineered it, it would be airborne. The pathetic humans would cordon off the city, of course. Shut down bridges and tunnels. Close air and boat traffic. And that was exactly what he wanted. They would be locking themselves in to the terror that would follow. Locked in, dying from plague, Kyle and his thousands of minions would unleash a vampire war unlike anything the human race had ever seen. Within a matter of days, they would wipe out all New Yorkers.

The next plague, The Death Dragon, an extremely dangerous being, which could reduce to nothing anything with its dark flames. The Prophets were almost extinct now, and the half-breed didn't stand a chance against it. When the Death Dragon or DD showed itself, the world started to shake and dragons emerged from the depths of the oceans, caves, forests, volcanoes and landed from the sky. The very few Prophets who still lived tried to fight DD thanks to their kindness despite how they were hunted down for their powers. Unable to defeat DD, in a desperate move, The Prophets cursed DD with a divine armor that sealed DD inside a mountain and absorbed its vital energy.

For a moment, he just stood there with furrowed brows, his orbs fixed on the cover. “Zombies are Real?” he read, tapping his fingers on the book. Taking a deep breath, he averted his gaze to the books seated next to them. Using his free hand, he grabbed one. “Supernatural Being.” With his lips curled, he scanned them from back-to-front cover. Immediately after, his mind drifted without prior warning. Something about the titles probed his guts. He just didn’t know what. Should he believe these zombies and supernatural beings were true? If not, how could he explain what he’d seen the night before?

The room became a little more tense after my warning but the representative forged ahead. “Why are you using that ratio? We aren’t humans?” Jamie asked, interrupting the presentation. I leaned back, ready for a show between him and the research team. “S…sir” “The chemical ratio used here is too weak for a viral infection. However, the major flaw here is that we have not been given your exact data….” “If you can proceed to start battling the plague, you must at least have the breakdown and identification of what is causing the plague right?”

Tom looked around at the other passengers, some were asleep like Suzanne but many were engrossed in the news that was being shown on the passenger screens. A ‘plague’ was spreading across the globe. People were dying and turning into mummified corpses. A news correspondent from CNN was listing the number of countries affected. It had spread to more than 50 countries and WHO was projecting an exponential increase within the next few weeks. Country leaders were asking their citizens to stay at home until they could pinpoint the source fo the so-called plague. Tom could see a video footage of riots in Italy as panic began to spread. Plague my foot. It’s the damn mist, he thought.

Unfazed, Raina admitted calmly, “Yes, that’s me. I’ve already confirmed it—this headache condition is a highly contagious and extremely rare plague. If we don’t act immediately, this entire city may fall to the outbreak. Every person here… will die.” “The whole city?! Hahaha! Are you serious? Crimson Hollow has millions of residents. You’re saying they’ll all die?” “Absurd!! What proof do you have that this is a plague?” “Is she another expert Mr. Willow brought in? If this is what our expert team looks like, I’m out. I quit!” “Yeah, I quit too!” “What is this nonsense? You bring in random people who haven’t done anything, then rush to label this a plague? If something really happens, who’s

“It's not just an ordinary plague, Rhea. Moon Rot slowly broke each connection in the group, piece by piece. Over weeks, we tried finding answers, yet every attempt failed to halt its spread. Since this morning, one omega and the last three members have fallen. Only we remain.” Draven closed his eyes for a moment, groaning softly as pain shot through his chest. “Our Moonlink pulls each other when one falls, causing the others to collapse too. This parasite is intelligent.” He coughed slightly. “And we’ve lost.” I held his hand, feeling its coldness. My chest felt heavy. “Father, don’t talk like that.” “This plague doesn’t spread from pack to pack. It targets only one. And our pack was chosen

is my next question. "There is a traitor. And not just in the city. In the royal palace itself. Only a handful of royals and servants know the location of the source of the underground river. So when people in the city began dying of the plague, we sent scouts to the spring. They found carcasses from a herd of dead, diseased cows floating." Anthrax!

“I walked fields when the air still stank of ash from Carthage burning. I crossed seas on ships stitched with hide before your world had sails worth the name. I bled at Thermopylae, though I wasn’t Spartan. I watched Rome devour itself and laughed while emperors choked on their own rot.” My breath caught. He said it like someone listing cities he’d vacationed in. Casual. I could hear the rattle of the motel air unit and still believe every word. “And when plague came?” he went on, voice lower. “I fed. Entire streets abandoned to black boils and swollen tongues. No one looked twice at another body carried out. Mortals thought it was disease that emptied their homes. They never knew how much w

Terra walked up to them, "Elders, you have to close this place down, this plague, it could spread quickly" she said, "How do you know that?" Elder diatele asked, "I had seen this plague as a child, deriaket is its name, its stages are unique, one slash mark to the fore head means it was just in its early stage, two means it has progressed" she continued, "And three causes that?" Rashkov said with fear in his voice as he stated behind me,