The Plague Novels & Stories

Zayne asked hurriedly, his eyes darting sideways as the guard knelt before him. “Ten more people are confirmed dead. The plague is spreading, and the people are dying!” A hush of murmur swept across the hall, each one of the elders muttering some indistinct words. A huge plague had suddenly hit the grounds of the red moon pack, affecting almost all of the residents of the pack. Even their farms were not left untouched, a strange famine accompanied the plague, all their farm produce became rotten, and the crops on the field were destroyed by unseen forces.

He pecked my lips and left. I didn't need to ask to know that whatever was bothering him had to do with the other camp. If only I could sacrifice myself for the pack, Axel's suffering would end. Those suffering from the plague had a year and a few months to live; if they were unlucky, the disease could advance faster and take their life. From the information I found out about the plagues behind Axel's back, because I don't want him to know that I'm doing my personal research. The plagues only happened in the space of 5 to 10 years, except this time it came early. I wonder if it's because of me, be

Concordia, Nine Hundred and Fifty Years Before The plague spread with frightening speed amongst any human that had any contact with the new slaves. Meguitte tried desperately to contain it to the harbour and the stronghold, but it leaked out into the city, seeping through the streets and to neighboring strongholds. They did not understand how it did so, how it passed so efficiently between person and person. At some stage, the new slaves also sickened.

Teresa replied with a nod. " What exactly is it?" Amaria inquired again. "A person who practises a higher level of plaque magic, which is a dark arts, could contaminate it; however, this can only happen if the farmers do not detect the contamination early on. The plaque will spread and completely take over until the entire land or town is contaminated, and if no precautions are taken, the entire continent will be affected, and then the entire world "Teresa elaborated. 'Plague magic, huh? Is that what that guy used to destroy my home?' Dove wondered as she lay on the mattress, recalling those painful memories.

That would be so nice— "All of you have the plague," Hera declared with a smug grin, her voice laced with an unmistakable sense of satisfaction. Confusion and disbelief washed over me. Humans were not supposed to contract the plague, or so I was told. Dahlia had said so. It was a disease that affected only the werewolves. "What plague? What do you mean?" I stammered, my mind struggling to grasp the gravity of her words. Hera's grin widened, clearly relishing in my confusion. "The plague that is claiming the lives of all those weak humans, one by one."

They followed a trail above the hills where the human settlement was clear in their views. Looking down at the crowded conditions of the village, Sage narrated how famine and plague were rampant in this era. The crowded village was filthy, and the unkempt surroundings allowed the deadly disease to spread easily. People who wanted to enter the village during the plague were forced to remain outside the gates for several days until it was clear that they had no symptoms of the infection. This predicament depicts the horror of the plague. The living can barely cope with the demands of caring for the sick and burying the dead; it wa

Kiara asked. "Unfortunately, the plague is real. It started spreading yesterday. But, the affected areas have increased. We are not sure about the true nature of the plague. But it is capable of bringing insanity to the people," the guard said. Every muscle in my body tensed up. Were the children of darkness trying to exert their revenge on us? When Kiara's worried gaze met mine, I knew she was thinking of the same thing. "What is your name?" I asked the guard, and he bowed in respect.

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.

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.

I try warily, unconvinced that this is actually snow. “Not quite. This place was hit by a plague a few years ago. A weapon of the war spread it, but thankfully I was able to contain it before it spread through the entire forest I rule,” he tells me. I flinch, stumbling backward a few steps, as if I’m not surrounded by death with no hope is escape. “Don’t worry, it’s not toxic.”