Note: CW/TW for implications of necrophilia, and SA...
He was finally home, finally after everything, all the traumatic events...that he was through, Odysseus was finally home. Home in Ithaca...but something felt wrong..
No-one was outside...it was empty... He was expecting some people to be outside but no... It was all hallow. Odysseus, exhaustedly anxious walks around the small town, clenching his arms together trying to reassure himself that everything's fine.. making his way to the palace.. His abandoned palace.
Approaching the door, resting his hands.. on it, finally taking a breather, and hearing what sounds like.. crying from inside?
"P-Penelope?!..." Odysseus bursted through door of the castle, seeing it just hollow, just as hallow as the outdoors was..
"PENELOPE, TELEMACHUS??! WHERE ARE YOU?!" The screamed with fear clogging his throat, but still no response from either wife or son was heard. Odysseus aimlessly wandered around not really knowing where to go, each room was just empty WHY? The crying that he heard was somehow getting more and more louder Penelope.. it, it has to be her! Or his son whoever the two people, HE NEEDED TO SEE ONE OF THEM.
Odysseus was getting closer and closer to noise finally spotting the crying in a empty weapons room.
"PENELOPE I'M I-- What...?"
It wasn't his wife, it wasn't his son..it was a man, a man in a red-brown gown whimpering, chained up to one of the statues connected to the room's walls. The confused king approaches the frightened man and grips his shoulder
"She...?" A small shortened gasp came from the man's mouth realizing who the hooded man was. The short king lowered down, clearing his throat to sound slightly more softer to not scare the chain man even more.
"You-you... You're the king! YOU'RE THE KING YOU-YOU- YOU- You were... The others thought you were dead..."
"What happened here where is everyone?"
"They...they, t-they all ran off..and left me...(Sniffles)And...then, then they left them..."
"The others they... they're monsters.. They...rushed into their plan I-I didn't want to get involved! I-I WANTED TO STOP THEM BUT...BUT I COULDN'T AND-- AND NOW... N-now..the prince and...the queen are...are..."
The suitors didn't finish his sentence.. and just mumble "I'm sorry..." with his voice slightly cracking, Odysseus was in shock about what he just heard intense fear for his family hands and legs shaking, almost causing him to slowly trip. His wife..and son were... No...no that can't be true.. Right?
"Where.... where's my son..?"
"He...he was outside..screaming and... crying begging for help...I- HEY WAIT P-PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME HERE!!"
Odysseus ran out of weapons room not wanting to listen the suitor any longer, staying in denial, hoping his son was there possibly waiting for him.. "Please be okay, please be okay" He whispered to himself running through the long corridor finally seeing the light of the door opening through to see nothing.. No Telemachus no boat nothing. It was just a empty beach.
"No...!" Odysseus felt something wet beneath his foot while looking through the sand not water.. but blood... Oh no.. "TELEMACHUS" Odysseus screamed scratching at the sand not really digging anything out only resulting in breaking up his fingers nails.
"No...n-no T-Telemachus.. s-son no please.. tell me that kid.. that.. suitor was lying about...a-about..... D-dammit..!" He hated crying though he cried every tragedy on his journey, his sadness was distracting him from his surroundings not even realizing something or someone..else was there with him as they patted his back
"All poor Old king looks like you seemed to have failed BOTH your wife and child...how embarrassing.."
"What... what have you done to my child?"
"That son of yours...put up quite the fight and struggle.. Especially the struggle."
"....what... What have you done...! Where's my son! What did you do to him!?"
"I dunno... maybe somewhere deep down...dead."
The eye patched man childishly splashed his hand in the water.. The realization slowly started to kick in to Odysseus' head, looking at the blood splat trailing and stopping at the sea. Telemachus was... Oh no.. His son, his was child was gone.. HE needed reassure that one of his loved ones was alive. Penelope. She has to be alive... RIGHT??
".....what...what about my wife?"
"How about you go to her room and find out"
Odysseus was getting desperate, he ran back inside the castle tears running down his face screwing up his vision "Please Penelope, PL-PLEASE BE ALIVE!!" He pretty much told himself. No one else was with him.. He was by himself after all.
Odysseus quickly burst through the bedroom door face-to-face with a shattered mirror. And what lied next to him was..her. His wife Penelope. At first a relieved smile was brought upon his face, but something felt awful, the more he got closer to look at her and realize and see
Odysseus' heart broke up.
Penelope wasn't breathing.. Penelope wasn't moving either.. Her torso was covered in blood, cuts were all over her arms, her eyes looked...were lifeless and yet fearful at the same time
"No...no please... Please tell me... N-NO PLEASE... Please c-c'mon... W-wake up please... Please tell me THIS is all some sick d-dream!"
Not a single word came out of her mouth.. She really was dead. "WHAT DID THEY DO TO BOTH OF YOU!!" The sad man screamed not really getting answers atleast not from her.. but from someone else.
"Ain't she beautiful Old King.. She truly was something~"
Odysseus was deeply pissed, but was also if not, more just overwhelmed with dread too. Odysseus clenched Penelope's lifeless arm tightly.. "What... WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU DONE TO MY WIFE AND CHILD!!" The emotional king bawled, tears immensely spilling out from his eyes clenching his heart tightly as it threatened to explode out. He felt like he was in some type of hell where no-one was helping him in the slightest.
The eye patched man smirked "Ahh King.. you old pathetic man...You just weren't quick enough.. Your little wolf was so weak without some kind of guidance. Penelope was struggling so much when we were... playing with her.. she was crying so much..and raising her fist.. and it was all worth it.."
".... You...(Sniffles)YOU...!" Odysseus was struggling to speak, he couldn't get sentence without hiccuping and choking on tears. Clenching his dead wife's arm wasn't really helping his heartache at all.. It was only making it worse and more painful
"I must say, when we killed her she was better... being dead, we didn't need to hold her down or anything..."
"She was easy to mess up when she wasn't being so stubborn..."
Antinous got to closer to the panicked Odysseus covering his ears, grabbing one of his hands and whispers in his ear "You're a failure of a king.... Sir Odysseus."
"SHUT UP!!" Odysseus yelled raged filled rising fist right at Antinous' face and- "MR. KING ARE YOU OKAY?!"
What...? The chained suitor no-longer in chains but with bruised arms slowly coming in the bedroom and approaching Odysseus
"H-he-hey... Are you...okay i-I mean... I heard you...you screaming..."
"....What are you.." The confused moment became more.. odd as when Odysseus turns around to find nothing beside him.. Antinous the eye patched man was.... gone..?
The sad suitor glared at the lifeless corpse of the queen that lied on the bed "I see you found your...partner... I-I'm sorry... Sir King I-I'm really am! I was trying to stop them...and then...th-then Antinous happened, and...and he grabbed me and..."
Instead of him crying first, the distraught king started crying and hyperventilating panicking. Odysseus' lungs were fighting to breathe, everything... EVERYONE'S DEATHS WERE ALL HIS FAULT Polites, Eurylochus, all his crew members, his mother, and...now his own family..his son who he never really got to see grow up was gone...and his wife.. he promised he'll be back in time..but now it just seems like a foolish pathetic lie.
He should've let Poseidon just drowned him.
He should've have chosen himself instead of crew to die by Zeus
Odysseus was getting hugged. Not by his wife, but by the kind suitor. The kind suitor mumbled "I'm sorry.. I'm so sorry.." one last more right before burying his face, crying in Odysseus' shoulder. Odysseus was still in shock, not even hugging.. Amphinomus the kind suitor back.
Everything that Odysseus was fighting for was gone... Telemachus... Penelope.. He couldn't really think straight with the amount of demented thoughts swirling in his head the thoughts of Penelope and Telemachus screaming for help and help not coming was mortifying him even more. He tries to calm himself, still caressing Penelope's cold hand..
