Dr. Genome

 So, while I was waiting in the woods to recover my strength I heard someone approaching. I got ready to fight when something, unexpected showed up. It was a man, walking with a cane. He didn't seem infected by the spores and there was something immediately familiar about him. I knew I should know who it was, but couldn't exactly place why.

The who however quickly answered itself when he teleported over and disarmed me in a few seconds. I knew who it was then and why he was here. It was Doctor Ferris, I'd been reading his blogs. I was on the ground at that point and I quickly raised my hands in surrender and spoke.

"Wait wait wait! You're Doctor Ferris aren't you? I'm Genome. We're here for the same purpose, sort of. Sorry I pointed my weapon at you," he relented then and helped me up even was nice enough to give me back my weapon. 

I mean I guess he didn't have much reason for concern. He's probably one of the only humans in the world who was capable of actually being a threat to me. 

I did in fact feel much safer with him as we journeyed further into the forest. We talked a bit, mostly stuff that didn't matter. About his powers, the fears, I spoke about adjusting to being human now and he spoke a bit about what happened to Tyler. 

We ran into the occasional enemy, but they were easy enough to dispatch with the two of us. 

Then however we ran into something... different. I'll let him talk about them himself later cause... I don't know much about them, but he seemed to know what they were. 

The fight however, well that's different. I did my best... I fought with everything I had... and I couldn't even hit them. If I had been alone I would have died. I can't even blame it on this weaker human form. I don't think even at my height of power I would have stood a chance. I ended up just doing my best to survive and meanwhile he... a for all intents and purposes normal human was fighting these things and winning. 

It... Shook me. In my life I had fought and killed plenty of humans, quite a few towerborn even and assorted other servants of the Fears... even in this weaker human form I had managed to kill Spit and yet... None of it mattered. I was and am weaker than Doctor Ferris. I don't even think it's close. 

I've deluded myself my entire life believing myself to be some sort of God, all powerful, all knowledgeable, but... I was just a servant then, one of many and now I'm even less than that. I've never been anything special.. Doctor Ferris is something special. Something unique.

Hell even Drake is something more special than I am. He's a normal human who saved my life in the forest and saved a bunch of other people risking his life to let others reach the forest safely. 

When the fight was over I... Didn't know what I was any more... I didn't feel like I belonged near Doctor Ferris. I felt like a liability. 

That's when I noticed something was watching the fight. It was one of Rioter's... or Jeer's wild people. It fled upon noticing that I was watching and I didn't even think before chasing after it. It was an excuse to get away from Doctor Ferris and not think. I had a job to do and I may not be worth much, but I can at least do this.

I caught up with the fleeing wildman and found that he'd led me back to a group. 

I don't have time for introspection now, it's time for action so I'm writing this now and then I'm going killing.

I can at least handle a bunch of brutes...