My doppelganger climbs up the ladder, Octavian following uncertainly. I try to warn him, too. Yell his name and try to grab his arm. But it's like I don't exist. Like I never existed. No one can see me. No one can hear me. I felt as if someone was choking me. My bodyless entity follows the body snatcher, as if wanting to go back in. I guess that's what it feels like when you die. Your soul doesn't wanna leave your body.
We reach the deck of the Argo II. Octavian inspects everything curiously.
"Do you want a tour?" My doppelganger asks Octavian sarcastically. Octavian frowns and shakes his head.
"Don't worry. I'll look through it myself," he replies. The not Leo shrugs.
"Cool. I'll just make you a paper captain hat. You'll look just like Jack Sparrow," it replies with a smirk.
"No, he wouldn't. The whole hair color is messed up," I yell soundlessly. The doppelganger looks up at me and flashes a venomous smile. An evil smile. Can he see me? I frown and yell profanities at him. He laughs slightly and heads towards the controls, grabbing a piece of metal from my belt and grabbing my screwdriver to make a hat. I glower angrily at him. The audacity.
Octavian walks out from inspecting the whole ship. By that time, the doppelganger has finished his hat.
"Done? Satisfied?" He says to Octavian, who scoffs.
"I guess," he says. The not me walks to him and places the hat on his head.
"Congratulations. You have toured the Argo II. Now, why don't you get back to your camp? Adios amigo," he states in irritation. Octavian's face contorts in question.
"Aren't you coming?" He asks.
"Umm...Nope. I have more important things to do," doppelganger replies. I blink in confusion. What did he need to do? Octavian also seems to have the same thought.
"What do you need to do?" He asks suspiciously.
"You'll find out soon enough," he replies mischievously. Fear constricts my throat. Something bad was going to happen. I could feel it. Octavian walks towards the ladder, and my doppelganger heads towards the control. Octavian climbs down the ladder hesitantly. Suddenly, the ship jerks upwards. Octavian lets out a loud, high-pitched scream as the ladder sways dangerously. Heads turn to look up at the augur. The ballistaes swivel towards the camp. Oh no. He can't. Except he does. He fires at Camp Half-blood.
I rush forward, trying to grab the controls as havoc rages down below. The Romans attacked my prized ship with everything they had. Including food. But I couldn't even touch them. The doppelganger seemed to be in a trance.
"Destroy them..." it murmured repeatedly like a broken radio. I frown.
"Destroy who?" I exclaim, trying to distract it. It ignored me. I hear Octavian yelling at the Romans.
"It was Leo. I saw him!" He says furiously. Suddenly, Percy and Annabeth appear on the deck.
"Leo! What are you doing?" Annabeth yells.
"It's not me!" I yell back before realizing that she couldn't hear me. Percy bolts forward furiously. Suddenly, his fist collides with my doppelganger's temple. Pain shoots my head as I am yanked back towards the body.
"Grab the controls!" Is the last thing I hear. Before I pass out, I manage to say one last phrase.
"It wasn't my fault."
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It Wasn't My Fault | Hylla Fanfic Contest
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