The Plague Dbd Novels & Stories

Fifty years after the Battle of Sanctuary, a new threat emerged. Not war. Not invasion. Disease. “We are calling it the Memory Plague,” Dr. Kira Chen told the council. At one hundred and twenty years old, the chief medical officer had seen countless crises. But this one terrified her. “What does it do?” asked Ember, the current leader of Sanctuary. “It erases memories. Selectively. It targets identity, culture, and history. People wake up not knowing who they are or where they came from.”

James said and I smiled. "That was when he was just Doctor Alexander Sanchez but now he suspects me and I can't take the risk of letting him know what happened that night. Alex must not return to London, he must die in Afghanistan." 💊 Alex's POV 💊 "The plague is a vector borne infectious disease and it's caused by a bacteria called Yersinia pestis" I said. "So we just need to find a way to kill the bacteria" Jasmine said. "And also a way to repair the destroyed tissues cause it works by destroying the cells and tissues in the body."

He was one of the two who held a grudge against me but I guess it disappeared after my apology. "May you live long, Alpha Kai. I've done some research within the past few days and I realized that the plague is caused by our water." He exposed. I cocked my head to the side, analyzing what he said. "Can you give more explanation on this?" He took a deep breath like he was about to drop a bombshell. "The water is poisoned."

Kaidon POV When we arrived by the chamber the council members were already seated and being controlled by Dawson for my arrival. “What is this report I am getting about a strange plague?” I asked, turning my attention to Dawson. “From all indication, it is a very transferable disease and there is no saying if it could have gotten a cure.” Dawson explained. “What do you mean by that?” I asked. “Many who have gone to the pack doctor revealed that the old man has exhausted his medical skill and cannot treat these people off their diseases” Dawson explained.

If it means what he thinks it means, then it makes perfect sense why they are the chosen victims. ‘Those who accept their end will rot for as long as their soul had been dead’ also supports the rotting corpses despite it being freshly killed. There had been no implications of struggle, or bruises. It meant nobody fought it physically. It was an intangible entity…making it all the more dangerous. “Hmm…” She returns her gaze to the book and searched for a name. “This book calls it the Plague for the Miserable. I’ve yet to read a cure or a way to prevent it. But fret not, that’s what I will look for today.”

He asked me to explain what the plague is. “The plague is a disease that can pass from one person to another. This disease can come from vermins such as rats and they’re very contagious and dangerous. If we don’t solve this issue now, the people in this empire will suffer.” I explained. The Emperor looked at me for a while. I got nervous by how domineering he looked. He and the Empress had a little chat before they turned to me. “I believe we don’t have doctors that can help treat this disease. We don’t even know this disease existed until you came here and told us about it.” The Emperor said.

“Those cells eventually start to produce viral particles, and the plague will spread through blood, saliva, or wounds.” "Plague-seeded slime that amalgamates with the host DNA," I ground out. Shit! Then Dymian unleashed them here to infect my pack. He was striking my reinforcements, trying to cut my forces in half to make his ultimate attack. The weaseling wretch. “But if he's resorting to using a medallion, it could mean that he's not as strong as us,” Zeus gnarled. If there was any truth to that, he would need Raina’s blood again.

I felt his hand rub my back. "Do I look like I'm alright?" I sarcastically said. Noah laughed. "No, you look like the end of the world." There was another puking sensation climbing up my throat, so I turned my head back to the toilet bowl to vomit. "Which one? As far as I remember, the world ended 12 times," I joked, referring to the 12 Death Plagues that wiped out the world. "Probably the 9th," he answered, referring to the plague where a virus literally sucked up people's blood, leaving them dry, body and bones, in a span of weeks.

Marcel glances at me nervously, then mutters, “they say everyone’s talking about the disease being a new plague. Alpha Ethan has quarantined every warrior that’s been infected.” Derrick’s eyes widen at the new piece of information while I just shake my head. “The plague is just an excuse he’s using to distract everyone who’s watching him. I believe the truth is that if their symptoms resemble the same as Derrick’s poisoning, Ethan has some more explaining to do.” “You mean-”