My heart was pounding as I looked back and forth at the Jason I just found and Jason's voice. They were so far apart that I was about to faint, was i hearing things? Or was it real?I didn't know. I thought I was crazy as I took out a dagger from the side of my belt. How did it get there, and how did I know I even had it. I had no idea what I was doing as i pointed the tip of the dagger at Jason. I held the dagger like as if I've done it my whole life when I didn't even know
it was there just at the side of my belt. Suddenly Jason rows up to get to about 8 feet, taller than he actually was. Had he always been this tall? Then just when I was about to ask what happened he got out a sword and struck at me, but thanks to all that dodge ball my gym teacher Mr.Wulart made me play I was able to dodge it. But I wasn't lucky that I slammed onto a glass figure and the thing that used to be Jason seemed less confused than me that I had dodged that strike. I automatically striked back. when did i learn to fight back, how was i even still alive. I dodged another strike, gasping for air i stroke back slashing him to pieces. What have I done. Killing Jason. No, I told myself, he isn't Jason. I turned around in exhaustion, and there he was staring at me in aw. Jason. No he's just another one of them,I thought."No one has ever killed a clonésus
before." he said. "A clonés what?" I asked. "A clonésus, a monster from ancient times, they take a body from a host and make a replica, down to every last detail, then they make people that love you begin to hate you and they feed on hatred, but I've never seen anyone actually kill one. Once you start to hate that person you used to love they become stronger and then eventually just being around them can hurt you." Just then ,another
clonésus, rose up behind Jason and attacked.

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Different People
FanfictionI finally may learn who I am where I belong, but first I have to get through the tasks that may or may not kill me.