Based on True Events
Where superheroes comics became the basis for new retelling of the Greek God legends, EVOs had become the new monsters that haunted people's nightmares. It didn't take long for the art industry to grab a hold of the EVO phenomena and turned the biggest tragedy in Earth's human history in entertainment.
And when Providence's secret weapon became the most well-known real life superhero, the movie scripts practically wrote themselves.
Now Noah sat in a dark movie theater next the real life Rex watching a white guy play hero and totally getting everything wrong. He bristled when onscreen Rex made out with the overly buxom onscreen Circe. And then everything went to hell after that. Noah wasn't sure if the armrests was going to make it through the movie the was gripping them so hard as anger swept him into a rage for two and a half hours.
By the time the movie ended Noah was irate.
"Well that was fun," Rex said stretching as the overhead lights flickered on. "You wanna grab something to eat?"
Noah stared up at him incredulously. "How can you eat at a time like this?!"
"Um, because I'm hungry," Rex replied evenly.
"You're not mad?"
Rex paused. "Nope. Why? Are you?
Noah gestured angrily to the wall sized movie poster of the movie based on his boyfriend's life. "How can you not be angry at how wrong they got you?"
"Um, because I don't care."
"They got your sexuality all wrong."
Rex shrugged. "Well, since I'm not exactly out, I can't fault them for assuming I'm straight."
"Okay, fine. So, do you also not fault them for not being able to see you're Hispanic? Because the guy that played you was whiter than Wonder bread!"
"And really, really hot. Do you think I can pull some strings and meet him?"
Noah scoffed, completely incensed. "Rex, I'm serious."
"Me too, I would love to see if he really did his own stunts." Rex grinned at Noah and then draped an arm across his shoulders. Steering him out of the traffic of moviegoers and staff Rex hugged Noah to him and planted a quick kiss on his lips.
"I think it's cute that you're all riled up over the movie, but you really shouldn't be because that guy right there, that's not me. I learned a long time ago that I can't control how people see me. So why bother to fight it? Let Hollywood turn me into a super buff stud who's only goal in life is to fight the bad guys and get the girl and say that this person really exists. People need to believe that there's this unbeatable force out there to help them feel safe. Who am I to take that away from them? Besides the only person's opinion I care about already knows the real me."
Noah felt his righteous anger slip away at Rex's reasoning. "You better stop talking so I can kiss you."
"Oh, you thought I meant you? I was talking about Bobo. Though I guess that goes for you, too," Rex said playfully.
"If that's true, then you can date him instead."
Rex pulled his face into a mask of disgust. "Don't even joke about that."
"Who said I was?" Noah asked pulling out of Rex's grip he turned and walked away before the EVO could see the mischievous grin on his face.
I've always liked the idea of how EVOs have impacted culture. I know it was briefly touched on in the show, but there is so much more to be said about how much society would have changed (and stayed the same) in a world where people, animals and plants can turn into raging monsters at anytime. And I fully plan to explore this topic again some day.
The prompt was Mythology.
