[ WP ] Two hijackers have boarded a plane . Midflight they attempt to take over the plane only to find that all the other 'passengers ' are hijackers too with differing opinions .

`` Hide those cables'', I started to get stressed. We were about to take off and Jane's cables were in plain sight. `` They're going to notice it''. 
 
 Jane and I started working out our plan a few months ago. We invited two companions to hijack this plane with us: Eric and Jerome. It was n't until a few months later that Eric and Jerome went their own way. They did n't value our motives, yet knew we had to do it. 
 
 `` Here she goes'', Jane said. We felt the plane driving faster. `` This is our moment, Kane, this is the moment we can make a difference''. Our motives were simple: we had to hijack this plane to improve air security. We were fed up with all these terrorist attacks and hijacks. We had to prove it was n't going well, had to show the leaks. Even if it killed us. 
 
 I got pushed back into my chair as we took off. My heart was beating faster than it ever had before. This was the day I was going to make the difference I had always wanted in life. From birth my goals was to become unforgettable. To be read about in history books. To be seen as the hero that saved countless lives. And this was the best way to do it. 
 
 I had never seen Jane this happy. It was almost evil. We worked out our plan: we get up during the flight, start yelling we are hijacking the plane, make the pilot land and start communicating with the authorities afterwards. It was a solid plan. It took months of preparation. It even involved hiring a hitman to kill Eric and Jerome. If you ca n't do it one way, you got ta do it the other way. 
 
 I heard some rumbling behind me. It did n't really occur to me that much that there were about 200 other people on this flight. The people right behind me seemed nervous. But I flew before, I know people get nervous. 
 
 I hear the seat belt light going out. It was almost time. We said we'd do it 20 minutes after the light would go out. Time for a good drink first. I eased my mind a bit and saw the steward coming our way. 
 
 `` Good morning, sir. What can I get you? ``, he asked, with a slight bitter undertone. I asked him how he was doing. Just like any kind steward he said he was alright. Yet the undertone in his voice made me feel otherwise. I asked him again, pointing out that he sounded a bit bitter. 
 
 `` It's just the usual, he said. We're an hour late due to hijack threats''. I started laughing internally. He will be in for a surprise. 
 
 `` I see, well, was the danger cleared? ``, I asked. `` Yes, yes sir, there is no threat right now''. It seemed like an ironic answer, cause I knew it'd be otherwise. 
 
 `` EVERYBODY HANDS UP! ``, I heard from the back of the plane. I freaked out. How could this happen? Do the authorities know about us? I did n't dare look back to see who it was. 
 
 `` Put your hands up or we will blow up the plane'', I heard a second voice say. The letters W, T and F were all that was left in my mind right now. A second hijack? We had n't even done ours yet. We were still 10 minutes away. 
 
 `` No, you put your hands up''. The steward got up and opened his shirt. Jane freaked out. I freaked out. The steward was wearing a bomb vest and holding a wired button in his left hand. I could n't handle it for a second, this was not where I thought my day was headed. Danger by the time we landed, sure. But danger up in the air? Our plan was ruined. 
 
 I could n't take it anymore, I got up. `` You! ``, I yelled at the steward. `` Come over here!''. The steward looked confused and started laughing. `` I said, come over here!'' The other passengers were looking at me like I was crazy. Maybe I was, all I knew is that I had to make the best out of our own situation, I still wanted credits for this hijack and I was n't going down in history on a passengers death list. 
 
 Jane was looking at me. I nodded at her. She knew this was the signal. Jane got up and took of her shirt. Now, I know we had a lot more preparation than the steward, but Jane's vest was really, really advanced. You have to imagine a teletubby-like bomb vest including a timer, a screen and a camera. We were going to film the entire hijack. I guess all we're filming now is a terrorist stand-off. 
 
 The other passengers started yelling. There was some Chinese, some Arabic, but mainly just of pile of'shits' and'fucks' flying around from every corner in the plane. 
 
 A team of 5 people got up, pulling guns and threatening to kill every one of us. This was just met with lots of laughter from the other passengers. That's when I realized I was n't the only person here the hijack the plane. It seemed everybody was. 
 
 I had to find a good solution. I had to get out here safely yet become a hero. I needed to get a plane, yet first it involved getting the other hijackers to give up their plans. 
 
 `` I am serious'', I started yelling. `` I will kill every single one of you, be prepared to meet my gods''. There was a silence from the plane. `` Your gods? ``, someone asked. `` Yes, Jane will blow up this entire plane and take you to heaven with us.'' 
 
 There was some laughter from the crowd, yet panic. It was probably the dumbest line I ever said. Yet something snapped in their brains. I completely destroyed their motives. There was no goal for them, no eternal life, no virgins, just my own made up heaven -- at least that's what I hoped they were thinking. I actually had no idea and really just needed them to calm the hell down. 
 
 It somehow worked. `` If I ever have to re-tell this story I am definitely going to write a better line for that, I ca n't believe they fell for this'', I thought. I just did n't have the time now. I needed to focus. 
 
 `` I will blow all of you up! ``, I repeated as I was walking to the cockpit. Jane brought a small, harmless bomb to open the cockpit door. `` Hurry up, Jane, blow that sucker out'', I frantically started yelling. I was totally into this. This was going to be my moment. 
 
 A small explosion followed and the door to the cockpit was open. `` Shit! ``, I yelled as I looked at the pilot. The pilot was dead. I looked to the right, looking straight into the barrel of a gun. `` I have some bad news for you'', the co-pilot said. `` I'm hijacking this plane''. 
 
 `` You've got to be kidding me'', I said. I could n't take it anymore. Something in my head just snapped and made me feel totally out of control. I grabbed the gun and his arm. `` No, you're not'', I said as I looked him straight into his eyes. `` I am hijacking this plane''. The look on his face was priceless. It was as if he saw his last glimpse of hope fly out the window and get slashed in the plane engine. 
 
 I told him to land the plane. I told him to find the first airfield we could land at. And, to my very own surprise, he did. He listened. He listened very well, as if there was a gun aimed at his head. Which made sense, because at that exact moment I was aiming the gun at this head. 
 
 The whole situation and the nerves just made me zone out. Jane was there with me all along, she was the one that kept me on track. `` Stay clear, Jack'', she must've said it a hundred times. 
 
 It must have been 30 minutes before I really got back to my senses. We landed at the airfield and I got completely back in control. 
 
 It was time to contact the authorities. I was too excited by this. This was the moment I had been living up to for months now, and it finally reached the end. I could see the finish line, I could taste the heroism that would overcome me in the next decades. 
 
 I could see the news headlines already: 
 `` Jack and Jane hijacked a hijacked plane''
