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My Name is Christopher

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My Name is Christopher by Anna Kaiya Freeman


My name is Christopher Johnson.

On your planet, that is. On Earth, that was the name given to me because of the language barriers between our races. We cannot pronounce your words, nor can you do the same with ours. Though, over the twenty plus years that our species has been taking “refuge” here, both humans and our people have come to some mutual understanding of each other's way of communication.

But even still we were given human names to make things easier for the government. Yes, the government, not the normal human people. The only humans interested in approaching us were either there to take and buy our weapons, sell us food at prices much too high, or to...

Nevermind. What I saw at MNU does not need to be brought into this. I hope to never speak of it again. My son does not need to know of such things.

I always hated the names that were given to us. I agreed with the fact that there was no way to use our real names in communication, but even still, it was something else you humans forced us into. Use your names to make it easier for your government to “talk” to us. If waving their guns around and screaming insults was considered talking.

Along came Wikus.

He was just like all the other humans. Disgusted with us, wanted us to leave, and was only polite to us because he was fearful of something so different than everything he knew. As if we weren't scared? Honestly.

But then, the transformation. He came into contact with what could be called our fuel and, now, is probably one of our own kind, living in the new District 10. When I left him, his body was changing at an alarmingly fast rate.

Wikus always called me Christopher. Understandable. Technically, he was one of the government. But as we went through everything together, the way he said my “name” was different. In the beginning, a disgusted politeness. At MNU, a panicked sympathy. And while rushing me to the crashed ship—to my son—a commanding, almost, dare I say it, friendly-type of reassurance that he would hold off the soldiers and Nigerians.

Three years. That was my promise. And I am keeping it. I am now back at your planet, with what I need to save my species and the medical help that Wikus needs.

My name is forevermore Christopher Johnson, and I am bringing my people home.


FIN
Warning: Spoilers for the Movie "District 9." If you haven't seen the movie and plan to, read at your own risk. :)

HOT DAMN! I have had so many problems with this Drabble! I really should just shoot it in the face... whatever. lol. This should be the last time I re-upload it. Thank god.

Just a drabble I whipped up right after I got home from seeing District 9.

I like Christopher. And his son. His son makes me giggle.

District 9 (c) Not Me
Drabble (c) Me
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Fave. Christopher is awesome