𝔖𝔦𝔫𝔟𝔞𝔡'𝔰 𝔇𝔢𝔟𝔱

δώδεκα (Twelve)

(Original song from Epic the Musical)

"In all my years of living, it isn't very often that I get pissed off. I try to chill with the waves." His voice echoes.

The winds rage. 

"But damn you crossed the line." He points his trident at me.

He makes his way down the stern.

"I've been so gracious. And yet, you hurt this son of mine. That's right, the cyclops you made blind, is mine." He looks down at me.

"No." I breathe.

"I'm left without a choice and without a doubt. Guess the pack of wolves is swimming with the shark now." He slams his trident down.

The waves rise and sharks swim around us. He grabs me with one tentacle. He slices my cheek open with his trident. 

"I've gotta make you bleed, I need to see you drown. But before you go, I need to make you learn how ruthlessness is mercy upon ourselves. (Ruthlessness is mercy upon ourselves). Ruthlessness is mercy upon ourselves. Ourselves." He throws me back.

Marina runs forward but King Dymas grabs her. Poseidon walks forward. The wind howls and the waves shoot up. My arms were shaking. He slams his tentacle onto my chest. I cough up blood. 

"You are the worst kind of good 'cause you're not even great. A Greek who reeks of false righteousness, that's what I hate. (He throws me back.) 'Cause you fight to save lives, but won't kill and don't get the job done. I mean, you totally could have avoided all this had you just killed my son. But no." He slams me down.

He raises his trident. I dodge it. He slams it into the wooden deck. He slaps me and I get thrown onto the stern. Blood spills from my mouth. He walks over to me. He grabs my hair and starts throwing me around.

"You are far too nice, mercy has a price. It's the final crack, we're bound to break the ice now. You reveal your name, then you let him live. Unlike you, I've got no mercy left to give 'cause. Ruthlessness is mercy upon ourselves (Ruthlessness is mercy upon ourselves) Ruthlessness is mercy upon ourselves. Ourselves." He drops me.

He rolls me over. I look up at him. 

"And now it is finally time to say goodbye. (He slams his trident into my chest. Blood spills from it) Today you die. Unless of course you apologize for my son's pain and all his cries." He hisses.

Proteus walks forward. Poseidon turns.

"Poseidon, we meant no harm. We only hurt him to disarm him. We took no pleasure in his pain. We only wanted to escape." Proteus kneels down.

"The line between naïveté and hopefulness is almost invisible. So close your heart, the world is dark and. Ruthlessness is mercy. Die." He pulls me up.

He rips the trident out. Blood comes out of my hands. I slam into the ground.

"Any last words?" Poseidon cocks his head.