Samuel Weizz was not what you would call a typical 18 year old. With his crazy, prematurely grey hair that stuck out in all directions, he looked like he had been electrocuted. He stood an impressive 6' 2", most of it packed into a lanky, yet muscular soccer player build. He was tan, yet almost never went outside and his eyes held a sort of feral curiosity, like that of a wolf's. He also held a constant bored look on his face, a look that told all who saw it that this was a man who had long since burned out. And now that man was legitimately bored, mainly due to the fact that he was currently stuck in line at the TSA, waiting to board his flight to Hawaii.
Samuel POV
'God I hate flying' I think for the fifth time in 30 minutes as I finally got through the security check. I shouldered my backpack and walked to my gate, number 57, and sat down. 'Stupid Victor' I think before letting out a small chuckle. We had been friends for years and were both prodigies when it came to science. I didn't really care and kinda just skidded through school while Victor graduated from college at age 13. Then he dropped off the face of the earth to go be a mad scientist somewhere. Now the moron calls me out of nowhere saying it was of utmost importance that I come see what he was up to. " boarding group D to Hawaii now boarding" I heard the stewardess call out for my flight group. As I walked down the aisle towards my seat I examined the people sitting around. A mother and her two year old daughter, an elderly couple, and a college student just to name a few. I was lucky enough to get a whole row to myself and as the plane took off, I relax and began running my résumé through my head so that I could be ready if I ended up having to get a job while visiting Victor. We were almost ready to land in Hawaii when suddenly a tall skinny man seated a few rows behindjumped out of his seat and raced towards the middle of the plane. I saw the bomb vest before the stewardess. Not thinking I tackled the man, forcing him towards the back of the plane. I had almost had the detonator out of his hand before

                BOOM!!!!
I was sent flying through the metal of the plane like it was a paper banner. As I blacked out I thought 'Well this is how I die. Well can't argue with this. At least I can never say I died bored.' Then a shard of the tail sliced me in three diagonally.