"What's your pleasure?"

I breathed in his scent and smiled, imagining how he would taste. Would he taste like all the rest, sweet long-meat, not unlike that of pork? Or would this one be different, would this finally be the one. I fear there isn’t much time to delay with this one.1

“What’s your pleasure?”2

“Mmm, pardon?”3

“Would you like pretzels or cookies for your in-flight snack?”4

“I’d kill for a scotch on the rocks.”5

“I’m sorry I’m only handing out snacks at the moment, the drink cart will be by in a few minutes. Are you sure you don’t care for a snack?”6

“I’d love one,” I say with a sly wink “maybe you can help me out later.”7

“Um, oh.” He says with perfect understanding as he nods his head to the rear of the plane and flashes me his five fingers as he mouths ‘five minutes’. 8

I nodded, and gave him my warmest smile. I really hope this is the one. I haven’t eaten long-meat in months. I felt my self-control was fading fast, my powers diminishing. This is going to be a huge risk to take with the flight attendant, someone is likely to find the half eaten corpse in the bathroom before we land, but I’m willing to take the chance. I have no choice. It’s either eat, or die. Survival of the fittest, only the strong will survive, and all that jazz.9

I place the complementary ear-buds back into my ears and dial up Radio Head a little louder to drown out the noises around me. I run my tongue over my teeth feeling the sharpened points and begin to get excited. I finish listening to the rest of ‘Morning Bell’ and it is time for my date. I look down the aisle and catch the male flight attendants gaze. He nods for me to go ahead and as I begin to stand up the Captain’s voice comes over the loud speaker.10

“Good morning folks, this is your captain speaking, I’m going to be turning on the seatbelt sign and request that everyone return to their seats. We are going to be coming up to some turbulence shortly, so you may feel the plane bounce around a little, but don’t worry it won’t last long.” 11

He was right, the bouncing didn’t last long, and neither did the 30 000 foot decent at 500 miles an hour into the side of the Rocky Mountains.12

I looked at the flight attendant and shrugged as if to say ‘oh well maybe next time’. The look of hurt in his eyes, assured I would still get my meal after all. He motioned me to go ahead; as he looked around to make sure the other attendants were busy. As I passed by him to enter the unoccupied bathroom I ran my fingers down his bare forearm and saw him shiver. I entered the small airplane washroom and licked my fingers. He did taste good; maybe this will be the one after all.13

In my career as a cannibalistic contract killer, I have consumed the better part of 43 men, 24 women and 12 children. Not only have I made millions, but I have also stumbled across an age-old secret that, other than the tribes that continue to practices cabalism, no one else may know. With each victim, I not only absorb their knowledge and life energy but also seem to gain extra powers. I feel with this next assignment I may just be granted the power of the gods, invincibility. 14

There is a light tap at the door and I open it to let the flight attendant in.15

“So, hi.” He says shyly.16

I grab him and pull him close to me, placing my lips over his. He hungrily kisses me as I even more hungrily bite his lip, hard, drawing blood. Before he even has a chance to scream I have pulled away with his lower lip in my mouth and begin chewing.17

“Mmmm” I say smiling, showing my sharp pointy teeth as his blood drips down my chin. 18

A look of horror contorts his face, and as he begins to scream the plane begins its sudden unexpected crash landing. We are thrown to the roof of the bathroom by the g-forces of the airplanes decent. I continue to rip shreds of flesh off his face and neck, and his blood curdling screams match those of the rest of the passengers that are also facing their death.19

My feeding frenzy doesn’t last long before everything goes dark, then extremely bright and hot, and then nothing but quiet. I open my eyes to the cold mountain air caressing my naked body and stand amongst the debris of airplane and human bits.20

As I walk away from the flaming ruins of the plane, and make my decent down the mountain I can’t but help smile as I lick my lips and still taste the sweetness of my last meal.21