Prompt #186 - Religion
John Allerdyce never really had much of a religious up-bringing. Sure, he'd been to church a few times, was told all about God and heaven and hell and why you had to be good and why it was wrong to be bad. It never made much sense to him, that some being in the clouds could hold so much power over everyone else on earth. But, as children often do, he accepted it because that's what he was taught, and didn't question it.
Until it happened. That fateful day when things started to burn and he was doing it but he didn't realize. Not at first, anyway, only after the firetrucks and firemen came and it was exclaimed to him it was a miracle he wasn't dead. But he knew by then it wasn't a miracle - it had been him. He didn't want to burn and hurt and silly thoughts had crossed his mind of telling the fire not to do it. And then it didn't. The fire hadn't hurt him because he had willed it so.
They took him to the hospital for a check up and it was whispered between the nurses and doctors and his mom, hushed toned so no one else could hear. Mutant. He was a mutant. Only, that confused him, because the things he heard about mutants had been bad, really bad, but he didn't feel so. He felt... normal. Himself. Even with this new power, it didn't feel wrong so why would they be looking at him like that?
A pamphlet was given, and a link to an online site. Something to teach him what mutants were. He was smart enough to read between the lines, the biases.
Evolved humans. Evolution. Science.
The little hold on religion that he had was lost that day. As far as he was concerned, he'd already shown more power on earth than any mysterious god in the sky.
And, maybe someday, he'd get the chance to show everyone else too.
Until it happened. That fateful day when things started to burn and he was doing it but he didn't realize. Not at first, anyway, only after the firetrucks and firemen came and it was exclaimed to him it was a miracle he wasn't dead. But he knew by then it wasn't a miracle - it had been him. He didn't want to burn and hurt and silly thoughts had crossed his mind of telling the fire not to do it. And then it didn't. The fire hadn't hurt him because he had willed it so.
They took him to the hospital for a check up and it was whispered between the nurses and doctors and his mom, hushed toned so no one else could hear. Mutant. He was a mutant. Only, that confused him, because the things he heard about mutants had been bad, really bad, but he didn't feel so. He felt... normal. Himself. Even with this new power, it didn't feel wrong so why would they be looking at him like that?
A pamphlet was given, and a link to an online site. Something to teach him what mutants were. He was smart enough to read between the lines, the biases.
Evolved humans. Evolution. Science.
The little hold on religion that he had was lost that day. As far as he was concerned, he'd already shown more power on earth than any mysterious god in the sky.
And, maybe someday, he'd get the chance to show everyone else too.