Montenez pieced the situation as he knew it and was appalled with these half baked idiots. Quite frankly the Quebecois had often received the rotten end of the stick. The Toronto-American Family Compact usually skimmed off the cream in Quebec. Perhaps he could help by doing something to stop these deranged jackals. He could slap down that Toronto arrogance which ruled and snubbed the rest of Canada. He could rush them with impunity due to his immortal status but a bullet or two piercing the fuselage could cause depressurization of the cabin with disastrous results. If he was going do anything it was when the airplane had landed. He sat back and waited for touchdown. One of the faces looked familiar as if he had seen it on the telescreen back on Zortixia but no that simply couldn’t be.
The airplane landed without incident at Malton. Montenez wondered how he would deal with these thugs. Knowing little about Canadian jurisprudence he thought if this had happened in Greece they would have been executed. The moment of confrontation arrived when the doors to the plane opened and the security forces greeted the hijackers with smiles and slaps on the back! But they quickly reversed their attitude when the press surged into the arrivals area awaiting the arrival of the hijackers. The hijackers realized they had a national audience and with a wink and nod from the Mountipee Intelligence Unit the hijackers spewed out their venom after the Mountipee’s had snuck out the back door of the plane.
Montenez seized the moment and with Greek Godlike speed he whizzed past the stunned passengers knocking the three hijackers out of the plane to the tarmac below. The Mountipees and the rest of the country were shocked to see Canadian unity receiving such a blow from most likely some foreigner. Just wait until that cheeky bastard tried to clear immigration and customs! Ontario passengers were furious and started to pummel Montenez. Quebec passengers stormed the Ontarians and pushed the lot of them around the hijackers out to the tarmac below. The stunned co-pilot, who had been watching this insane episode ran to the door and slammed it shut. It was time to get out of Hogtown so the plane roared down the runway heading to the safe haven of Montreal. After a 50-minute flight the plane landed at Dorval Airport to a huge throng of cheering spectators and Montenez was hoisted on the shoulders of some passengers as a new hero of Quebec even though he wasn’t a Quebecker. After many handshakes and kisses from beautiful girls he was whisked to the VIP Lounge for a brief address to the waiting media. Montenez spoke, “Ladies and Gentlemen my purpose of visiting this province was to visit a dear friend of mine. I suppose you are curious to hear my side of the story. I boarded the plane in Athens and all proceeded as normal until after dinner where a group of three men from Ontario hijacked the airplane and announced our destination was to be Toronto. These men weened with idiocy ruined a perfect flight except of course for the horrid chicken dinner. No one was hurt except a few Quebec ladies were subject to anti-French jokes. When the plane landed rather than being arrested by security forces the hijackers were greeted as heroes and were not prepared to take appropriate actions so I pushed them and their admirers off the plane. The remaining Ontario residents on the flight began pummelling me and I threw them off the plane with the help of the Quebec passengers. These men took great pains to insult the province of Quebec and were under the impression there was a mutant-Marxist cabal trying to take over Quebec. I know little about politics here although it seems by today’s events I am learning quickly, so I will leave you to digest what happened.”