die for you - a eurypoli fanfic <//3 based off of epic the musical by jorge hans rivera Tw for death, some darker elements and a very extensive gay romance Eurylochus and Polites. Lovers by fate, enemies by design. But how long can the two pull off their star crossed love story if one of them is destined to [unalive]? Polites has always known he'd never be a master of warfare. Growing up in an area of constant war and absolute destruction, he swore never to [unalive] a human being out of less than absolute self defense. But here he stands second in command to the king of Ithaca, living life in the mangled lap of luxury. Eurylochus was never meant to have a heart. His life from the start was a threaded tapestry of bloodshed and cruelty, always to protect those few he loves. No mercy. No regrets. And nothing but contempt for the coward in the position he would [unalive] for — second in command to his only friend,Ody. After vanquishing the Cyclops with minimal [unalivement] on the crew's journey with the wind bag, the only one to believe Ody is Polites and they take shifts watching over it. When Eurylochus tries to take the wind bag from Polites, the two battle it out in their ship at midnight. But when Polites has Eurylochus at swordpoint, he falters, leaving Eurylochus with an opening to seize the wind bag. MAny of the crew [unalive] due to Eurylochus’s folly, leading Eurylochus to question his ideals. Polites is nothing but forgiving towards Eurylochus, offering to help him through his grief. Eurylochus continues to ignore him. After arrival at Circe’s island, Eurylochus is heartbroken when Circe transforms his crew, though with the help of Ody they return the crew back to normal– mostly. A [drvnken] Polites runs into Euyochus’s arms and passes out, leaving Eurylochus to cradle him in his arms so he isn’t left behind. Circe questions if they are dating which Eurylochus promptly denies. Circe continues to press further, stating Eurylochus was the only one to resist Circe’s call and the Polites talked insistently about Polites, suggesting something deeper behind Eurylochus’s cold indifference. Eurylochus tries to ignore it, but the idea of being in love with such a vulnerable, gullible and broken person is… alluring. As Eurylochus travels with Polites, lost in the Underworld apart from Ody, the questions eat away at his mind until Polites wakes up in Eurylochus’s arms, much to his embarrassment. The two trek through the Underworld, sharing stories, fighting [bad evil peoples] as their tension blossoms slowly into something else. They finally reach the prophet Tiresias, who questions if they are together, which Eurylochus quickly denies. Good, says Tiresias, if they were ever to fall in love one of them would [unalive]. They are pointed back to Ody's ship. Polites tries to question the prophecy, which Eurylochus immediately shuts down. We're not in love, Eurylochus rebuffs, and no one's going to [unalive]. Polites agrees but not without noticing the dark circles under Eurylochus's eyes. The two trek onwards, their newfound friendship intact despite the heavy romantic tension hovering over them like a cloud. When they find the sirens, however, Eurylochus finds himself face to face with a siren taking the form of... Polites. Eurylochus has just dived after it to his [unalivement], but the real Polites jumps in after him out to the water, grabs his hand and keeps him ashore. Thanks for saving me, Eurylochus says. I couldn't just let you [unalive], Polites retorts. And I owed you one. Yeah, says Eurylochus. I guess you're right. The two stare at each other awkwardly, tunics dripping wet with ocean water, hair matted, covered in scars and broken and sore all over. By the way, says Polites, who'd you see that made you do that? Eurylochus's heart races— he can't keep the secret any longer. You, he blurts out, then leans forward, wraps his arms around Polites and [mhwhahah] him like he has never loved a single human this much ever before and for a second they both forget about the prophecy, Circe's conversation, the siren and everything else but each other's embrace. Then Polites pulls back to bring them back to reality. Ody, Polites and Eurylochus reach a compromise - give the sirens the option of living with their tongue cut off or [unaliving]. Almost all choose tongue— include Siren Polites. As Ody is sharpening the bl, Siren Polites turns to Eurylochus for one last word. Remember the prophecy, she says so only he can hear, before the [slicey] cuts through her tongue and she is silent forever. Eurylochus's face goes white and Polites notices. He gives Eurylochus's hand a reassuring squeeze, but can't see any emotion past the mask of shock and fear on Eurylochus's face.
After the siren situation, Eurylochus's life returns to normal. He juggles being a good friend to Odysseus and being a good lover for Polites and mostly succeeds. Polites and Eurylochus are never apart, never not holding each other's hand, never not by each other's side. The only time they are ever in disagreement is on the polar views in violence and Eurylochus's constant protection of Polites. Despite Polite's constant protest that he can take care of himself, Eurylochus never wavers in his possessive protection of Polites, fueled by the ever-growing fear that Polites will [unalive] in battle due to his vulnerability and Eurylochus will have lost the only man he's ever loved. When the six men are sacrificed to scylla, Polites survives, but when Eurylochus leads the mutiny — afraid Ody's constant sacrifice of his crew is a threat to Polites — Polites is caught in the crossfire. Eurylochus, the new captain, keeps Polites as a cabin boy. While the rest of the crew regards Polites as a turncoat and a slave, Eurylochus regards him with a gruff kindness and respect. The two understand that if Eurylochus associates too heavily with Polites in public, they will both be hanged as traitors but they continue to be dating behind the scenes. However, as the crew goes weak and unsteady due to starvation, Eurylochus knows the only option is to eat Apollo’s sacrificial cows. Polites and Ody try to talk Eurylochus out of it but Eurylochus would rather risk the worth of the odds then watch his men [unalive]. When the unavoidable wrath of Zeus occurs, he is just about to ask Ody who he should sacrifice when… Wait, says Polites, I 'll go. Take me instead. Eurylochus is stunned. All the work, all the heartache, everything he’s done and he still loses Polites, the one man he knows he could never live without. Stop, he blurts, Don’t hurt him. He’s not the one who did this. Zeus falters. You’d rather [unalive]? he asks Eurylochus. Yes, he responds. I can’t live without him. Very well, says Zeus. You have ten minutes to say goodbye. With a heavy heart, Eurylochus says goodbye to his crew and Odysseus. He turns to Polites, who is standing offside with his head bowed and hood drawn. He runs to him. Polites, I’m so sorry, he says. Polites gives him a sad smile. I guess Tiresias’s prophecy came true didn’t it? he says sadly. Yeah, Eurylochus says. Guess it did. Hey Polites, he adds quietly. I meant what I said. I couldn't live without I’d [unalive] protecting you, because– Eurylochus breaks down crying and Polites cradles his head in his arms. Eurylochus flashbacks to Circe,the prophecy, the siren and everything that has led up to this moment and the cries become sobs and they’re both holding each other tightly and sobbing. Polites, whispers Eurylochus. Keep greeting the world with open arms. I will, promises Polites, and they lapse into silence again. Eurylochus, Polites says. Do you regret anything? No, Eurylochus assures him. You? Not a heartbeat, retorts Polites. Eurylochus looks up at the fragile brown eyes of the man who stole his heart one last time as they lean in for one final kiss. WHen Polites slowly pulls away he is faintly aware that Eurylochus is walking away. I.. I love you, Polis blurts out. I love you too, Eurylochus says and he’s vaguely aware that in all the time they’ve been together this is the first time he’s said that and these are the last steps she’ll ever take and BANG he greets the bullet with a smile. His body goes limp and he sprawls on the ground in front of Polites, who lets out a wail of pain. Hours pass until he leaves the body. THE END (The rest of the crew makes it back to Ithaca.)
