This is something i had to do for honors english. we had to create a new monster for Odysseus to defeat. so here's mine. it takes place before he reaches Ithica and after Thrinacia.
Disclaimer: i only own Aiel and everything that has to do with her.
The rocks were now behind, Charybdis, too,
And Scylla dropped astern.
Upon nearing Thrinacia, the island of the sun god, Helios,
I insisted of my remaining men
To bypass the island.
But driven mad by their hunger and fatigue,
They did not listen.
They ignored my fearful warning
Not to eat the cattle grazing there.
And as we departed,
Zeus, the chief of all gods and goddesses
Struck our ship with a mighty lightning bolt
Soon thereafter, I felt myself sinking
Into the deep, dark, swirling oblivion
That was the ocean.
But just as my lungs began to scream for air
I could breathe.
I sucked in life and opened my eyes
To find that I was on my back
On a sandy beach.
Hardly able to believe that I was still alive,
I lifted myself to my feet and inflicted pain upon myself
Hoping that I might awake to find myself
Departing to Ithica from Troy with all of my men.
But I remained where I was.
I had nothing;
No food to nourish
Nor weapon to fight
And I was stranded on a desolate beach
Scarcely alive.
And that was when I saw her.
'Odysseus,'
Called she to me as she seemed to float over.
Her hair swirled around her shoulders
As she neared my resting place.
'My ears have been blessed to hear
the trials of your recent voyage,' said she.
'But never could I imagine that I would actually meet you.
You who battled at Troy and were victorious,
Who defeated a Cyclops,
Outwitted my sister, Circe,
Survived Scylla, and Charybdis
As well as Sirens and the mighty Zeus's anger.
And now here you are
To grace me with your presence.'
And I said to her,
'I am flattered that my reputation precedes me.
But to what do I owe
This honor of meeting you miss…?'
'Aiel,' replied she.
'Younger sister to Circe
and demigoddess of chaos.'
She then told me of her life
In the shadow of her elder sister
And how, in order to prove herself,
She was going to do what her sister couldn't.
She was to defeat me, son of Laertes.
And to her, I said,
'Give me your word
that you will not use your magic against me.'
At this, she grew outraged and
Before my eyes, she took the form
Of a snarling dragon.
Her eyes blazed, blacker than midnight
And just as foreboding.
She lashed out
With a strength of surprising measures
And I again found myself
Sprawled on the shingle.
'You battled at Troy, defeated a Cyclops,
Outwitted Circe, survived Scylla,
Charybdis, the sirens, as well as
Zeus, chief of all gods and goddesses.
You have faced terrors no mortal will ever face.
But I am the one bump in your path
That you cannot defeat.'
Weak from hunger and fatigue was I,
But I began to devise a way out of
My particular predicament.
I was borne aloft in spasms,
Grappling for air
For, back in her original state,
She began to throttle me.
I was thrown to the ground,
Bloody and bruised.
'You, Odysseus, son of Laertes
and the gods of old,
master mariner, great contender,
you may think yourself a hero
but I have seen your true self.
You have watched the entirety of your crew
Fall, fail and suffer a painful death
And it was all your fault.
You left your wife for thirteen years
Heartbroken, unsure if you are alive
Or at the bottom of the sea.
And you have not remained pure,
True to your wife, Penelope.
And here you are,
Alone. I pity you, Odysseus, son of Laertes.
And for that reason,
I will deny myself the pleasure
Of watching you die.'
And with that, she left me
With one last suggestion.
'I suggest,' said she,
'that you take a deep breath.'
She then sent me on my way,
Adrift on a stray piece of wood
From my own sunken ship.
She chortled with laughter
As she sent me off,
Broken, bloody, and bruised,
Starving and near death
With a last realization
That Aiel, younger sister to Circe
And demigoddess of chaos
Truly was the only peril on my journey
That I could not conquer.
I eventually drifted
To Ogygia, home of Calypso.
She then kept me on her island
For seven long years
As I realized how far I had strayed from my original goal;
Of reaching beautiful Ithica,
And Penelope, my wife;
Fairer that the Dawn with fingertips of rose;
Fairer still that Circe, loveliest of all goddesses.
I realized then, that all I ever wanted
Was to go home to Ithica.
