Plauge Stories

These are my dark, twisted and violent poems. They're a combination of both my long and short piece's of poetry. Please do enjoy if you read them! Thank you!

2 hours before the barrier in Perdido Beach pops up, one pops up in the Fergus area. The Fergus Area Youth Zone.

A plauge doctor was taken out of the 1700s and placed into the brand new pandemic, this is fine.

So this is kind of a gone thing XD read first 'page' for info byeeee

Life was better after the war. We focused on science instead of hatred. One day we discovered these creatures who could help us. They could fight disease and take away our pain. If only we had known what disaster this would have brought upon us.

Love, Life, and Loss As Mercy's life crumbles around her and the world is plagued with a devastating disease she struggles to find herself in a world so full of disappointment and hurt. After suffering the loss of her mother Mercy is forced to fight for a life worth living when all seems lost. A coming of age story with hints of real-life issues.

"No!" I cry. Each sob racking against my chest. "Bring him back to me.... please." I whisper the last word. I carefully run the sores from the sign showing he has the plague caring heart. The heart he gave to me when I couldn't stand him. The heart which will no longer beat. That will no longer force him to breathe. It's gone, along with everything else I ever cared about. The sores are bloody and spreading. There was no way he could have survived it even by the slightest miracle. I rub my arms over them hoping the cream will take effect quickly. I felt the flow of my pain go through me. I hear a whisper in my ear and a small tug on my arm. I bury my head into his neck and the tears fall without command. "Cameron do something!" I yell and her running my fingers through his hair. She warms the paddles up and set one on his chest on the other somewhat on his side. I listen to each painful whine reading blank, meaning no pulse, meaning no Alex. Each time it flatlined I cried harder. I lean against the wall holding my chest trying to hold myself together, gasping for air. When it flatlines again I slump to the floor and bury my face into my hands. I fall every time I try to get up and I drag myself over to him. Kissing him goodbye before Cameron tries one last time. And then I hear it, a heart beat in perfect rhythm. I look over and see the heavy rise and fall of his chest while Cameron works quickly tending to his wounds. I wipe my tears and walk over slowly staring in awe, and I lay a hand on his cheek. "He's alive." I whisper. I barley hear myself say it. Doing whatever I had just done hurt me in the end. The pain was excruciating. The light was blinding. Shadows stood over me and a hand caressed my cheek and ran over my hair on a calming manner, not really loving. I felt a pinch in my arm and whatever I did see was disfigured majorly. My edges went from black to red to white. And that's all my memory contains. Everything else was just...... missing.

Lake Reed is a sophomore medical student with the ideal life: a devoted girlfriend, good grades, and a perfect family. People are dying all over the news due to an unknown disease, and scientists have racked their brains in vain. Lake keeps seeing a certain man, who is always saying "it's coming," and he is terrified. His professor assigned him an impossible project that he believes could be the answer to the recent deaths. He is faced with a decision that will bring up his past, a past he was unaware of. His life is on the line, and his relationship with his girlfriend and family is strained, but he must do what is right, even if it means getting killed.

The whole world has fallen to a war that ended with nuclear weapons and a plague that spread through the population rapidly crippling the U.S.A. A lone squad of men wander this broken world in a feeble attempt to fix what they can and save the remnants of humanity.

In the future, humans have wiped themselves off the planet. They used their bombs, nuclear weapons. All that survived were the animals. The dogs were the most successful, but the most hard hit. We have evolved enough to speak and create things, even have hair. But, a new sickness has spread, a rabies like sickness titled 'the Madness'. It strikes quick, so quickly that you won't know what hit you until you loose your mind. It spreads the same way, through the slobber of the infected animals. We are the dogs of Pack Boston. This is our story.

TLC fan fiction what would happen if cinder never went to the ball (not going To include cress scarlet wolf or Thorne)

A look into the daily lives of Dr. Plauge, Nurse Daisy, Nurse Joy (nothing to do with Pokémon I swear), Doctor Raven, and more! The only question is...who gave them a medical license?

A simple life to live that's all that Nia thought her entire life she had a good life with her family until they left her for dead. She is now a news reporter who gets only minimum wage for the work she does, could anything else get worse. Maybe a plague? NOTE: this story is just something i am working on i will be posting chapters from time to time.

Have you ever seen your soul? I have. I watched as it tumbled through my teeth and past my lips. Sabilla Donella is 15 and belongs to a coven of witches in the year 1359. When she meets her true love and the two get engaged her life seems perfect, that is until the black plague moves through the local village and destroys her life. With few options Sabilla is forced to preserve her soul. When she wakes up in a new body she is in New York city in the year 1994 and the world seems like a new and lonely place. She joins a team of witches who take her back to their home in London, but along the way Sabilla discovered she has been cursed. A witch from her past has resurfaced in 1994 and is after Sabilla's untapped power. Sabilla and her new coven must track down and defeat this of enemy before the curse unravels her mind.

The town of Bloomsville is a very peaceful area, almost unknown to the rest of the world. It's population is only about 100 and only about 2 of those die each year while 2 or so are born. Until the year of 1968 when suddenly a surge of bodies appeared under seemingly natural circumstances.

This story is not very good, but read it still. Also, make me happy and read the story of Daisy palette by @emmyxoxx! Thanks!!!

"I'm afraid I don't quite understand why you love the ocean." She said, her voice all silver bells and flute melodies. He stuck his hands into his pants pockets, for having nothing better to do, and huffed. Saying nothing, he just observed as the princess skillfully transported an unfurling rose into a cozy spot next to a cherry tree. A smudge of dirt resided on her smooth cheek, and he resisted the urge to come over and wipe it off. Instead, he sighed and looked out to the coast, where the sea kissed the horizon, way, way down below, just at the edge of his sight's limit. His trained sailor eyes realized that the sea was peaceful today, with gentle waves barely breaking through the tranquil blue surface. An invisible string tugged at him to go, to cut through smooth sea surface and go beyond the horizon; beyond the sky. To see with his own eyes what stories were hidden there. Sea-longing. However, something grounded his thoughts, back to the blossoming garden here, in the palace. The princess had just completed her work and promptly smiled, admiring the roses. Her face glowed brighter than the full moon glimmer on the waves when she smiled. His heart skipped a beat. His breathing hitched. Perhaps this craving of her was stronger than his sea-longing. And that thought alone should terrify him.