Full Summary: Logan hates his life. Being the only gay in a homophobic community takes its toll. After an incident, Logan ventures out into a strange and mythical thunderstorm, in the process getting struck and electrocuted. When he awakes, he finds he isn't dead, but somewhere different. Another universe. A universe in which gay is straight and straight is gay. Same gender relationships are normal, mixed gender relationships are a sin. How does he find it, and more importantly, does he even want to go back to his real universe?
P.S- The movie, someone kindly pointed out, is called 'Almost Normal'. It's pretty good, if you ask me.
Struck By Thunder
Chapter One; A Bolt Of Destiny.
Logan hands were gripped on the steering wheel, the pressure causing his knuckles to turn a hideous white. Another deep sigh escaped his lips as he turned the corner fast, a screech from his tyres skidding overpowering the radio that was on full blast.
They were talking about some sort of thunderstorm, although right now, he didn't care. A small tear ran down his cheek, splashing against his jeans as more followed.
Soon, rain began to fall harshly, almost completely blinding his view onto the road. A deep mist rolled over as the window wipers swung back and forth, desperately trying to stop the ran from hitting against the glass, but sadly, to no avail. The radio continued to hum in the background as Logan's grunts overpowered it.
Right now, he was beyond angry.
Flashback.
Logan walked down the school of his High School, books clutched to his chest. He knew something bad was going to happen. After all, it always did. The sickening feeling rose in him as he crossed across the tiled floor, watching the many kids turn to face him, their eyes planting on him in disgust. Logan was out, sure enough everyone knew, but the thing was, they were more than willing to flaunt their disapproval of it.
Growing up in a small town in Minnesota was hard. Every kid knew each other from birth. Most of the kids went from Kindergarten all the way to High School with the same classmates. Not only that, but the town was a close-knit community, specifically around the church. They, of course, disapproved homosexuals. Now, whilst many of the kids were in fact not religious and payed barely any attention to their parents shoving the bible down their throat, they too agreed with the fact that a man loving a man or a woman loving a woman was a sin.
Many were even set on it being repulsive, as if they weren't humans at all.
When Logan did come out, it was mainly to a lot of negativity. His parents were completely against it, although they tolerated it for the sake of trying to keep their son from being suicidal. Kids at the school, well, weren't too pleased by it all either. People around his neighbourhood were even more judgemental. The only two people in the entire town who didn't mind Logan being gay were his two best friends, Camille and Jo. Both girls, but loving having a gay best friend.
Ironically, High School was probably more worse than it seemed for most people.
Taunting was on the agenda everyday. Not a day went by when Logan didn't hear snide remarks about his sexuality or the fact that he should go to hell. Heck, even Brianna, a devout Christian, kept reminding Logan that Jesus didn't die on the cross for him to be disgusting and commiting a sin. Of course, Brianna in turn faced a lot of abuse from the females that were his only real support.
He continued his journey, desperate to find both Jo and Camille as quick as possible.
But, he should have known better. Being between Gym and Algebra classes, the hallway usually was full of the jocks coming out of the showers, not only fresh in the hygeine department, but also fresh in their acidic tongues.
"Hey fag!" one jock called out, gaining a roar of laughter.
Logan kept his head low as he tried to walk past them. Of course, they wouldn't let him past. Quickly, the neanderthals spread out across the entire width of the hallway, making sure Logan couldn't pass.
"C-Can you please move?.." Logan breathed quietly.
"What was that fag," another jock jumped in, shoving Logan harshly on his shoulder blade. "You have to speak up when addressing us!"
Logan stayed quiet this time. The worse they've ever done is take his books and throw them to the floor. Never nothing more. But then again, he's never been left alone with jocks before. Just him and a wall of meat.
But then again, Logan's never been wrong and this sickening feeling, definitely meant that something bad was going to happen.
He gritted his teeth and squeezed his eyes tight when one jock slammed the books out of his hands, plummeting to the floor with a loud thud. More hushed laughter came from the guys as they watched on. Logan could feel hands pushing at him as they made their homophobic remarks. But buried in his mind, Logan managed to push away the words and keep his eyes shut, all in the hopes that they would get whatever they were doing over with so he could move on.
Then, a final push sent Logan to the floor sloppy. His hands managed to brace most of the action, although his back slammed into the tiles with a nasty thud, a wave of pain rushing him as the jocks laughed, quickly rushing from the scene.
After a while and when the pain subsided, Logan collected his books which were sprawled out across the floor and ran out for his car. He unlocked it, got in and started it, all in a fit of rage. He didn't care about missing the afternoon. All he wanted, right now, was to get the furthest away from the place and abuse as possible. A world where he could be accepted.
Flashback End.
The rain continued to pour down, the wipes desperately trying to free enough space for Logan to see. But of course, the rain just continued to hammer down and with the now darkness from the thick fog that appeared out of nowhere, it looked like he was going nowhere.
As more tears began to fall, Logan pulled the car over, slamming his hands against the steering wheel in both frustration and sadness. He was hurt, mainly due to the fact that now, deep down, he knew the abuse was going to escalate to newer heights. From verbal to physical in a click of his fingers. Even now, with the jocks determined to assault Logan at every chance they were gonna get, Camille and Jo couldn't protect him. Before, they managed to keep away the Christian-goers, specifically Brianna. But even the girls couldn't stop the boys.
More sighs and tears escaped Logan's shaking figure, his eyes becoming more and more puffy. He was finished. Finished with the people who couldn't seem to accept him. The people who didn't want to accept him. The people who wanted him gone. A roar of thunder bellowed through the sky, catching Logan's attention. Logan had always found both thunder and lightning fascinating, the way they dominated the sky with their sounds and colours, inches away from falling to the Earth below.
It was beautiful.
His eyes twinkled as he stared up at the sky, noticing the deep mist clearing slowly to reveal he had pulled over near a field with a large tree in the centre. The sky soon changed colour, the clouds becoming an electric blue as a dagger of lightning pierced through the dark sky. It hid between the clouds, but Logan could tell it wasn't far away, mainly due to the echoing noise it gave off when it roared like a lion.
But that was odd. Never before had a thunderstorm happened during the daytime in Minnesota. It was always in the evening, early morning even possible. But never just gone lunchtime.
Another sharp dagger pierced through the sky, looking larger and closer than the last. Logan could tell it was coming closer, in fact, he could tell that it might even reach the ground. Then, an idea sparked in him.
It was almost poetic, in a sense. Here he was, debating about killing himself or running away, when all of a sudden, a thunderstorm appeared as if giving Logan a sign to come and venture out in the open, with a slight chance of getting hit.
In an emotional state, Logan complied, opening the car door and getting out. He moved along the soaked mud, his feet sticking in places as he crossed the field towards the large oak tree grounded in the middle. Slight droplets of rain still fell, slightly hitting against his clothes. He knew the chances were slim, but hey, he had to give it a shot. It wasn't like he had anything to lose. Logan passed a wooden sign, but because of the darkness, he couldn't tell what it said. Instead, he just stuck to his route towards the lightning rod known as a tree.
Another roar filled the sky as Logan reached the tree. He pressed his hand against the damp bark, running his fingers across it. Another dagger of lightning pierced through the sky, shocking it an electric blue before fading. Once again, it looked bigger and closer than the last.
Logan's mind wandered to the tree, the gears in his mind working. Was it really tall enough? Would the mud and water combined keep it from electrocuting him? What were the chances of a bolt of thunder hitting it, anyway?
But before he could even be the genius he was and answer the many questions he had asked himself, another dagger rocketed through the sky, hurtling down onto the tree in a flash.
The next he knew, the bolt had made contact with the tree, a surge of electric pulsating through it and into Logan. He could feel the pain of the current running through his flesh and vains, then, everything went silent. Everything went dark. Everything was gone.
Logan's body laid sprawled out on the soaked mud, his body limp, his mind unconscious. The rain continued to pour until it lightened up, the sun beaming through the clouds, it's exotic yellow rays warming the Earth underneath. Everything changed in a matter of seconds. It went from hideous to beautiful.
But when Logan wakes up, he's gonna find out that the world did change in a matter of seconds. In fact, it changed rather dramatically.
Story is obviously a slash, but with a twist. Obviously, unless you didn't catch on, this universe is where it's 'normal' for a boy and boy to date, vice versa for a girl and girl to date. This universe, you're classed as a 'breeder' if you like the opposite gender and thus, are commiting a sin.
Basically, it's tolerance but swapped. Gay is straight and straight is gay. Ta-da.
