#although Acrisius 110% deserved that

[kill-me-with-a-spoon]

At first I though this post would go the way of Perseus and Acrisius incident (ei Acrisius's grandson was propheised to kill him. He tried to avoid it but Perseus ended up killing him on accident in a disc throwing competetion) and expected it to go like:

Odysseus takes Astyanax to Ithaca. As he grow he explains everything to him and bega him to take vengence only on him as Penelope and Telemacus are innocent. It's a bit shaky but Astyanax forgives him and they live together as a happy family.

Several years later Astyanax kills Odysseus, Penelope and Telemacus in a freak javelin throwing accident that also starts a small fire which ends up burning Odysseus's throne

I don't like Astyanax Lives AUs where Astyanax kills Odysseus with his own hands because it feels way too straight forward to me. But you know what would make it better? If he's absolutely crushed by guilt and regret right after.

If he looked into Odysseus' eyes and expected to see fear, anger, hatred. But instead all he sees is acceptance (and maybe understanding) as the man gives him a sad smile. And in that moment Astyanax doesn't see the monster—the saxer of troy—he sees the man. The man that showed him how to do the laces on his sandals, who taught him to read, write and sail, who comforted him when Zeus threw lightning and thunder upon their shores, who would squish his cheeks between in his hands and give a hearty laugh as the boy complained—

"Papaaaa!"

He sees the man who defied the gods' will for him and in that moment realizes that none of it was a lie—Odysseus loved him. His father loved him, his father's blood is on his hands. And all Astyanax can do is fall to his knees, sobbing out apologies as he cradles the man who even though weak and dying brings a hand up to cup his cheek and shush him. Comforting him like he once did when he was but a boy who couldn't even reach his father chest.

"My boy, my son don't cry. It is okay, it will be alright"

But Astyanax sobs only persist, for he knows it will never be alright. Because unlike his father, he was too weak to deny the gods their bloodshed.