KNOW VICTOR, KNOW VANQUISHED

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Science Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
Prepare for Biafra, the Nonagon and mankind's Last World War!

Submitted: June 06, 2011

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NB My goal is to craft a science fiction of Africa, for Africans, by an African. This is my first attempt. Enjoy *winks*

“We are the ancient world,” started Emeka. “We are the newest one,” followed Amaka. “We are God,” said Obinna. “And we are man,” says Adaobi. “We are science,” whispered Ifeanyi. “We are art too,” whispers Ifeoma. Then the three virgins spoke in unison, “We are justice, peace and love.” Oku, Ntu and Aja were called virgins because the three young men were Igbo returnees from Brazil, Ireland and Australia respectively. The nine, these three twins and three virgins, called themselves “the Nonagon.” And they met like this from 30th June to 2nd of July every year. They were seated cross-legged on the air, communing and perfecting plans to carry out their secret agenda.
It all began in 2034 after the Biafran Minister of Science and Technology, Ms Ezenwanyi had convinced President Jaja to set up the Ogbunigwe Indigenous Technological Academy (OITA) in Aba, Abia State. Ms Ezenwanyi was in fact a scientist of international renown before her appointment as minister. She became a household name in 2027 when she, in collaboration with a babalawo from the Republic of Oduduwa, discovered a cure for cancer. This was indeed what earned her an honourary doctorate from Odumegwu Ojukwu University, Nsukka in addition to that from Harvard. Soon after, she began nurturing interest in what she termed “spirituo-telepathic science” or “African Science”. Through this African Science, she would unknowingly activate a chain reaction of the emergence of a new world order. She was also unknowingly activating mankind’s Last World War.
One hundred and forty-four young men and women were offered scholarships into the OITA in January 2035. This first batch of researchers were extraordinarily excellent graduates from polytechnics all over the 12 states of Biafra. Ms Ezenwanyi even went as far as inviting passionate Igbo graduates from the diaspora. In the end, five young men applied from across the globe. At the inauguration of the OITA, with the president and 12 governors of Biafra in attendance, she ended her speech thus, “…In antiquity, Black Egypt showed the way in science and only decades ago, our ill-equipped Biafran Army scientists surprised the Nigerian Army with the invention of Ogbunigwe. That crude explosive, a product of desperate necessity, demonstrated the largely untapped ingenuity of Ndi Igbo. We merely surprised the Nigerian Army in that past but in this future, starting from this very day, we shall astonish the world. Today, here in Aba, well-equipped researchers are on the march. Together, all of us mark the launch of a true scientific renaissance in Africa.” What she didn’t tell them was that her main vision was to unlock the invisible, inexhaustible, long-mysterious powers of “dark energy.” The next day, she simply encouraged the 144 researchers to engage in practical study of “odeshi” or traditional bulletproof, soul traveling, vanishing, the evil eye, levitation, rain-making amongst other such phenomena. She believed that in their methodological demystification lay this “dark energy”.
How right Ms Ezenwanyi was! How wrong too! A year and a half later, in July 2036, the minister was in her office in Enugwu. She had been working late into the night that Friday and didn’t even realise when she rested her arms and head on her glass table and dozed off. Forty-five minutes later, she had the strangest dream. She saw six young men and three young women suspended in the air in lotus position. While they said to her in unison, “We are the Nonagon and we possess the dark key that you seek.” Nonagon? And did they just say “dark”? Ms Ezenwanyi was still trying to understand when they suddenly appeared encircling her, holding each other’s hands. They broke the silence again saying, “You are not dreaming, great daughter of Africa. Wake up! Wake up!” She openned her eyes immediately. The glowing digital clock on the wall directly opposite her read 21:42. The lights in the office had automatically switched off while she dozed. “Lights” she said. Nothing happened. Oh, she had almost forgotten that she had programmed it in Igbo. She chuckled at herself. “Oku!!” she shouted this time and the bulbs instantly obeyed her voice command. That was when she noticed seven big brown cockroaches on the table, just an arms length away from her. They were arranged in a semi-circle facing her as if they were observing her. Were she as superstitous as Nigerian Igbos of 2011 she might have screamed “Blood of Jesus!” But not Ms Exemwanyi. She was more puzzled than afraid. What more, each of these seven insects had an alphabet clearly inked on their wings. Her eyes moved quickly from left to right. “N” was on the first’s. “O” on the second’s. “N” on the third’s. “A”, “G”, “O”, “N” on the fourth, fifth, sixth and seventh roachs. NONAGON. Nonagon? Hadn’t she just heard that word somewhere? she wondered.


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