Segregate it. Ostracize it- deny it employment, social interaction, food and medical care.
Seventh grade.
Continue on in this manner until it either gets vaxxed or dies.
Death is not what you think it is.
Either outcome being equal and perfectly acceptable.
I'll choose personal death before allowing my genome to be raped by a nanotech bioweapon. Of course, having read King's
The Stand cover to cover 8 or 9 times before I turned 15, I was already keenly focused on strengthening my personal immune system at a very young age compared to most of the populace.
And now, I'm an immortal Sourceror. It's possible that I may have been compensating for something, and taken things a bit too far than were strictly necessary... however I'm not going to lie: it's a grand gig.
Oh wait—you were probably just being ironic. It's so hard to tell these days. By the way; I think you're a girl.