DNA

ADENINE

Coastal Ville, Accra Central, Ghana.

Two weeks had elapsed since the incidence that took place in the school of Abena and her siblings. Things were back to normal again. With the Pirates behind bars, Abena, Yaw and Kwesi Quansah were back with their parents. Their grandfather was sad since they had to leave. But he knew they will always feel at home as long as they were with their parents. The town of Golden Creek was now free and serene. But that was not the same for Coastal Ville. For the past two weeks, there had been reported cases of family murders. Thus, the police had encountered homes that had been raided. In most cases, the homes the police encountered had both parent’s death or all children dead, and the killers made a symbol of a “K” in the blood with the blood is the  death victims. This was disheartening. The police could not wrap their head around what was happening. Due to this anonymous and bizarre c*****e, a curfew had been placed on the whole of Coastal Ville to protect the lives of the inhabitants.

It was another cool night and Coastal Ville was adhering to the curfew. Most of the inhabitants were in their homes. But a popular bar and pub seemed an exemption. There was music and drink all around. And a lot of people had come in to do the usual, drink, chat and have fun. As the fun and the music echoed, the two aliens – now transformed as a man and his lover entered the pub. Their eyes were hyper sober from the way they observed the humans in the pub. They moved straight to the bar tender and made some inquiries. The bartender was a plump old lady with a bizarre face. Her face said it all -- she did not have time for nonsense.

“We need your help.” The man said. His female counterpart looked back at the man’s face, and then fixed her gaze on the bartender, who seemed to have not heard what the man had said.

“Yes, what did you say?” The bartender inquired. “What he means is that, you better do what he says or else you will see the ugly side of him.” The female said in an almost furious tone. The bartender instantaneously launched in an uncontrollable laughter. The female looked on more furious. The male was quite.

“And what can you two do? Do you know the town you are?” The bartender said. The man was finally certain what to do. He then decided to give the bartended the last chance.

“I will give you another chance. We are looking for a golden box – called the Norea. Have you seen it?” The man inquired again, this time with a stern face.

“You must be out of your mind. You come to someone’s arena and talk as if you own the place. We do not take that here at all.” The bartender said. The female then nodded her head to his partner. She was ready to do something.

“Then perhaps we will show you our true form.” The female said and quickly morphed to her original violet-green alien form and hurled the neck of the bartender with great strength. The female then hurled the bartender from his bar perimeter to the exterior space. The bartender started screaming and that was when the whole of the pub became quiet and many of the drinkers stood to their feet. The female still hurled the bartender with ease. She wheedled her side by side after she hurled her with great forced as she pummeled most of the table were the drinkers sat. All eyes were no on the two violet-green aliens. They had transformed to their alien form and stood in a sober state with their bulging red eyes. The humans were stupefied. The bartender laid down unconsciously fighting for her life obviously.

Some of the humans quickly moved to her and tried to ascertain whether she was still alive. The male alien quickly climbed to the table and bellowed.

“We are looking for the Norea. Find it and bring it to us, or else your world perishes. All of you.” The male said still in his alien form. The female stood still. She moved among the humans and spotted one calm gentlemen, who was just shaking at the back.

“You, come.” The female said and held the man’s hands as they both climbed the table. “This young man is a real depiction of how weak your earth is. This realm is the weakest realm I have ever encountered, yet you possess the Norea.” The female said and quickly snapped the neck and uprooted the head of the young man from his neck. The blood spluttered in her face. The body of the man fell to the ground. The female then descended and made a symbol ‘K’ with the sample of the blood. Fear suddenly enveloped the hearts of the inhabitants of Coastal Ville. They had not seen such evil like this before.

As the women bent relishing her victory from the demise of the human, the man gave his final words, “Find the Norea and bring it to us, or you will all suffer a similar fate like your poor friend here.” 

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Golden Creek, Accra Central

The early afternoon sun was blazing in the skies. It was a Friday at the school of Abena and her siblings. The girls played with skipping ropes while others were engaged in other extra co-curricular activities like singing, poetry, drama. Abena was busy partaking in a quiz competition and she seemed to be doing well in her team. Yaw and Kwesi were not around. Where could they be? Fascinatingly, Yaw and Kwesi were in the Chemistry lab. Yaw was trying to test an experiment. The experiment was to create a water fountain, by the use of a titanium chloride solution. Titanium had the ability to make water flow under pressure and that was the principle Yaw was hoping to use. The lab tap was nicely connected to a long horizontal tube that moved to connect the already built fountain. That was how the water was going to be supplied to the fountain. Next, the titanium had to be hydrolyzed into gaseous form by the addition of a sodium pentachloride. And then the magic would be seen. Kwesi was just moving about in the lab as his brother was getting ready to show him the end result of what he had set up.

“Hey Kay, I am almost done. You can now come around.” Yaw said as he took out the artificial lighter from the laboratory cupboard. Yaw was on his white over-all lab coat. And he had a large binocular fixed on his face.

“Okay, so the water fountain is about to begin?” Kwesi inquired.

“Yes, it is.” Yaw said and moved over the other side to make sure everything was intact for the final phase of the experiment.

“So, what next now?” Kwesi inquired getting curious. “By the count of four, you will unlock the tap and I will allow the titanium to flow, and then I will light this fire and the titanium will be set ablaze to raise the water up. Is that cool?” Yaw smiled at his brother.

“Cool.” Kwesi said and quickly moved and placed his hands on the tap. “By the count of One…Two…Three…Four…go” Yaw said. Quickly Kwesi unlocked the water and Yaw also ignited the flame. But strangely, the water was not flowing so rapid and as smooth as it should. Instead, the titanium started to burn in the air. Yaw and Kwesi looked on as the lab was now catching fire. Kwesi was getting frightened. The papers that hanged on the wall were already inflamed. Yaw was trying to get the water tube out to cool the water. But then something prompted Kwesi to blow air on to stop the fire. The instantaneously, Kwesi blew air out of sheer distress and then from nowhere a string of ice blocks were formed from the breath of Kwesi. Kwesi continued in like manner until the whole lab was inundated with ice from the breath of Kwesi.

Kwesi quickly retreated and looked at what he had done. Yaw also stopped everything and looked on stunned.  

“Oh Jesus!, Kwesi, this is your powers – Ice breath.” Yaw said and Kwesi was looking at his brother’s face totally lost and scared.