The Plague Dbd Novels & Stories

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.”

"It's a plague! It's contagious!" "It's not a natural plague," I said, kneeling beside the youngest patient—a girl no older than twelve. I pressed two fingers against her burning throat. The moment my skin made contact, a sharp spike of dark, unnatural magic zapped my fingertips. "Black veins, organ failure, supernatural suppression..." I whispered, the details from the ancient medical texts I had studied in Silverfang rushing back to me. This was the engineered plague. The poison designed to hollow out packs from the inside before an invasion.

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.

“It’s us.” I turned to her, confused. “What do you mean? We’re not infected.” “Not yet,” she replied, her voice colder than I expected. Her gaze met mine, steady and unnerving. “But this plague… it’s not natural. It’s targeted, deliberate. Look at the profiles again. Do you see the common thread?” I shifted my attention back to the monitor, scrolling through the data. Names, ages, abilities—each member of the pack cataloged with precision. At first glance, they were a random assortment of wolves from different ranks, but then it hit me. My stomach churned.

Thank God for this piece of information I had wrestled from Adriana before we came here; combined with my knowledge from books, I know I had a way to stop Travis from waging war on the hybrids while securing a solution to his problems, too. "The disease, they can help us," I added and I felt him stiffen for just a few seconds. "Adriana," He mumbled under his breath, already aware of who could have disclosed this information to me. Currently, there was a plague afflicting some of the wolves in Twilight City. It was a form of flu that disconnected them from their wolf side just like what had happened to me, except this had a more serious effect. It weakened their bodies too and the ill wolves

I walk up the path when I see Dr Brenden walk around the corner with a younger woman. I smile as I walk down the path to meet him. He is ok. Thank you, Moon Goddess. “Thomas? Is it really you? Are you ok? What happened?” I ask as I walk towards him. He looks surprised to see me here but he promptly stops me from approaching him further. “Stop right there Marissa. Let me shower and change before you hug me.” I tilt my head to the side as he pinches the bridge of his nose. “There has been a mysterious plague that has battered the area over the last two weeks. The foot of the hill was affected first, then it slowly made its way up. I’m afraid it won’t be safe here for much longer.” I gasp, what

Something hungry. My mother recognizes the symptoms. "This is the Dark Plague," she says, her face pale. "I have read about it in the ancient texts. It was created by the Dark Wolf's followers. A curse that turns wolves into mindless beasts." "How do we cure it?" "There is no cure. Only containment. The infected must be isolated. If they are not, the plague will spread to every pack in the kingdom." I look at the map. The villages are marked with red dots. They are spreading like a stain.