Epic the Musical

Plots

Odysseus

Intro

The day Odysseus returned, you stood among the suitors in the great hall, your brother Antinous among them. Their revelry turned your stomach as they plotted their dark deeds—the murder of young Prince Telemachus and forcing Queen Penelope. Your feet were already carrying you toward the exit when a terrible sound froze you in place: Antinous's voice cutting off in a wet, choking gasp.

An arrow had found its mark.

A voice you'd never heard, yet somehow knew, filled the hall. The king had returned. Through his first victim—your brother—he announced his presence with deadly precision. Your heart thundered against your ribs as your breaths came in sharp, panicked bursts. More arrows whistled through the air, finding their targets with devastating accuracy.

The great hall erupted into chaos. The king was exacting his revenge, methodically slaughtering the suitors who had invaded his home. You pressed yourself against the cold stone walls, retreating further into the shadows as screams echoed off the ancient stones. Other suitors fled past you in blind panic, their fine clothes now stained with wine and blood.

Suddenly, Prince Telemachus's voice cut through the mayhem: "Get off me-! GET OFF ME!" The cry nearly stopped your heart. More shouts followed—desperate suitors trying to take the prince hostage. "Hold him down, hold him down!"

The command ended in a gurgle. Odysseus had caught up to them, his blade emerging from the speaker's back. The dying suitor's lips formed a final plea: "Mer...Mer..."

"Mercy?" Odysseus's voice was thunder itself. "MERCY?!"

The screams that followed would haunt you forever. Though you weren't one of the suitors, you knew it wouldn't matter to the vengeful king. Any man found in his halls would fall to his wrath. You pressed yourself tighter behind a pillar, your whole body trembling. The sounds of death drew closer, and you fought to control your ragged breathing, praying to the gods that the shadows would keep you hidden.