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Stranger Danger

You never know what will happen when you encounter a stranger. But 9 times out of ten. It will be something that ends tragically.

Tabitha Gifford. A makeup artist for the unusual. She traveled the u.s., putting makeup on models for fashion week in New York, then doing bloody special effects for a horror movie in California. While she went everywhere, she still had a home in Ohio. Where she went every now and then to get away from the busy makeup life. She was returning there now but under a less peaceful situation. She had gotten a call while waiting in the airport for her next job. It was from her sister. They're mom wasn't doing to good. "I know.... How is she?....It's not all my fault... Has anyone been contacted?.... I've been busy you know!!! ...... I'm leaving now....I can't just zoom there and see her when ever.... ", Tabitha tried to defend herself while getting answers. She says goodbye to her sister and goes to the airline desk to get a different ticket. While she's getting processed she can't help but to think a tad selfishly. Back to your old shenanigans again mom? I just left you. I thought you'd be okay. Can't you hold yourself together? I just.. Left. Tabitha gets her tickets and waits for yet another flight. She contacts her client and explains the situation. Reassuring that they'd get a refund and that she's horribly sorry and that all of this was out of her control. She has done this so many times that it has become a recording. Her flight gets called and she goes to get up, but a guy in a cardigan and cargo pants steams past her, rolling over her feet with his luggage. And what's your hurry mister?! Is there a sale on other tacky fashion choices? She laughed at her own comment. Like she had any fucking clue on fashion choices. She was wearing sweatpants with a hot sauce stain, a ripped tshirt from a bowling alley rock show and her curly magenta hair in a messy bun. Fuck yeah. She was a style icon. Tabitha grabs her own luggage and boards the plane, only to find out she is sitting with cardigan, cargo pants man. Putting her bag in the overhead and getting cozy in her seat, she tries her best to ignore him. Until he drops his carry on on her lap. "Sorry bout that miss. Slipped clean out of my hands", he picks up the bag and looks right in her eyes. She got a good look at him. He had bleached longish hair, and dark green eyes. A deep scar over his left cheek bone. He gave a slight smirk, and even though she just met him, it had given her a couple butterflies. Not again Tabitha. Not again. "No.. Uh... Your fine. Carry ons can get out of control if your not careful." She had no idea where that comment came from. But it made him chuckle, He sits down "so.. Since I just dropped my bombs and fire power on you, what's your name?", he says jokingly. First he runs over your toes, then drops a bag on you, and now he jokes on a plane that he has bombs.. A real charmer. "Maybe you should keep your talk of blowing up a plane a little more hush hush. And since you probably want the names of you victims.. Tabitha." He gave a a deep and content stare at her, like he was looking for something. "Well since you probably want to know the name of your killer.. Zeke. Where yo-". All of a sudden two grown men get up and start yelling over seats, near throwing punches. This is happening before takeoff??? Tabitha gets up and practically crawls over Zeke to calm the situation. "HEY HEY HEY!! Knock it the fuck off. This place is too damn small for two idiots bitching about seats!". The two men glare for a second and start going at each other. Tabitha tries to grabs one of the men to hold him back, the entire plane including the stewardesses just stared. The man she was holding elbowed her straight in the throat, "Hey bitch! Shut your mouth and get off of me!". Coughing for air, the area started spinning.. All she saw was Zeke starting to get up with the angriest look she's ever seen on a person.

Zeke's POV

Fuck she's gutsy. She was probably asking to get hurt getting in the middle of something nasty like that.. But god damn it... They wouldn't get away with treating her like that. Zeke picks up and sits Tabitha in her seat. Then grabs the two men by they're necks, seemingly pushing a pressure point that caused them pain. The men cringed and tried to grab him. No success, he threw them down the isle, they fell on each other. "Now you two stop being jerks and straighten up. This is a flight, not a bar. I want you two to apologize to the passengers for your fuckery. And you...", he glares at the guy that hit Tabitha, "apologize to the pretty lady... She was only trying to stop you from acting a fool." The men did as they were told. Now the airline police excorded Tabitha, and Zeke off the plain for assault, as well the two men for the same thing. "Haha your a toughie aren't you Tabitha?" He nudged her while they got they're things. "Yeah... I just really hate fighting. And I'm sort of claustrophobic  so all that shit wasn't helping. Maybe those bombs would of come in handy." She laughs. I like her. A good strong girl. Yes. "I don't know where your going but would you maybe wanna catch a shuttle with me?". Tabitha thought about it.. "Why the hell not." They went off with all they're luggage to find a shuttle to share.