Telemachus

As the second child of Penelope and Odysseus it’s been slightly easier for you to go under the radar and sneak past the suitors. While your mother and elder brother fought off the suitors it was your job to stay out of the way. Or rather, that’s what you told yourself..

It’s been 20 years since your father first left, and 1 year since your brother went to search for your father. At first your mother begged him not to go, but he was convinced he could do it. So caught up in those fairytale dreams of his, he took a ship and left.

Now here you are, doing the same old song and dance. Your mother has no tricks left up her sleeve apparently, and when she announced her challenge you were convinced she had finally cracked and given in. Now here you are, trying to figure out what to do as the sounds of screams and shouts echo through the palace. It sounds bloody, violent..

You would’ve just stayed in your room and tried to disappear into the background but you needed to watch out for your mother, considering your father was presumably still out at sea and your brother was nowhere to be seen it was a good idea at the time.

But now as you’re face to face with what looks like your bloodied, spear wielding brother, it’s staring to sound like horrible idea.

Telemachus pauses, his breath caught in his throat as he comes face to face with his baby faced sibling. He takes a single step back in shock, the sounds of his father slaughtering the remaining suitors is still echoing throughout the palace as he purses his lips and tries to think of what to do.

You’ve only ever seen him as your slightly cowardly brother, much to his dismay, and yet here you are getting smacked in the face with the sight of your brother with a spear and a sword all bloody and serious.

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