Virus Gumball Novels & Stories

I said off the top of my head as i ran my fingers under the tap. “Well there’s this w******p broad—” “Not the w******p broadcasts” I added and we both shared a laugh on how ridiculous those can be. About the fruits that have been injected something poisonous or the supposed demonic cartoons for the kids. And even how the covid vaccines were an elaborate plan to reduce population.

She put on a duckbill cap and transformed into a cool girl. "Boss, there was a popular virus going around recently, called X3." It is said that the infection can be transmitted through breathing, and those infected would suffer from complete body decay and torment until death. This virus originated from the well-known research institute Secret Delta and, so far, no cure has been found. Reuben handed Abigail a black mask and said, "We had a few brothers infected under our command." After Abigail put on the mask, she revealed a pair of clear and bright pupils, looking even more captivating. "I'll go back and take a look."

Chief Rann had been right all along, I was nothing but a virus, a disease, something that didn’t belong with humans. Groban’s eyes were absolutely normal and dark brown the one second, so beautiful, but then they started changing, they started glowing in a deep yellow color and I felt my chest begin to shake as I sank to the floor, I hadn’t even let him kiss me but I had infected him with my virus somehow. The tears wouldn’t stop coming, I looked down at my hands and felt such anger toward myself. I was a monster, Groban was protecting me, a hybrid and I infected him with a virus, my virus. I thought as more tears started to fall.

I reached into my bag and placed a slim, sealed case on the table. “This is for you,” I said, sliding it toward them. Her father frowned, curiosity overtaking his reserve. He opened it carefully. Inside were clearly labeled vials. His breath caught. “This is…” “The latest iteration,” I said. “An antiviral compound designed to greatly suppress the mutation. It stabilizes it and prevents progression. Also, it brings about no transmission risk.” Her mother pressed a hand to her mouth. Rue stared at the case, her eyes slowly filling. “You… you finished it?”

he said, and the latter only chuckles, again while shaking his head. "Young Richforte, come on. Why so serious and always eager, uh? Haha, but okay, okay, fine." he takes a deep breath and there is the mischievous smile on his lips again, but his eyes were serious. "You're right. This pandemic is not a pandemic at all, and the UVirus is not a virus at all, hence you couldn't find anything about it no matter how you try. And you know what, young Richforte? You look like a fool, bringing 147 of your medical team here to what? Research about the virus but there is no virus at all."

using their collective nervous systems to host the virus. As Audrey touched the glass floor of the pool, the entire Western Trench lit up with a violet glare that could be seen from orbit. The virus didn't feel like code; it felt like a "Scream of History." A century of soot, blood, and steam was condensed into a single, blinding flash of data that surged through the glass sea and shot upward through the "Gravity-Anchors" toward the World-Ship. The Curators’ "Stasis-Beams" flickered and died. The museum was being "Contaminated" by the truth of the struggle.

So baby come on don't let this go, you know I love you so Don't throw away let our love grow I can't let you go At parang nananadiya ang pagkakataon dahil sa dami ng kanta, ito pa talaga ang pinapakinggan nila. Nakiki-uso sa mga hindi maka-move on, kagaya ng lalaking katabi niya at kagaya niyang hindi rin maka-usad sa pagkagusto rito. Kasabay nang naisip ay ang kanyang pagbuntong-hininga. "So, Mico is hitting on you huh. He's a playboy." Hindi iyon tanong, sigurado siya roon at may kasama pang babala sa huli.

Sam and Tina were driving to work, making their way through the slow Mumbai traffic. The news was playing on the radio. The last week had been full of information about a virus that had supposedly infected many people in New York. There was no known cure and no idea of how it spread. They had named it KV17, which the media had renamed ‘Killer Virus – 17’. “We all need to be careful. Viruses can get out of control very fast,” said Sam with a furrowed brow.

I jump up from my seat and I go up the staircase. “It is a new virus… very similar to the one that causes dengue fever but way stronger and it is transmitted by tiny syringes the Eels carry with them waiting for us to approach them, the needles are so small that sometimes we can get infected without realizing it until it’s too late,” Jareth starts to explain. I recall hearing about that Virus E on TV last night, the reporter said the Eels had created it. “Is that what the Ministry of Health says?” The commander asks.