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Title: Queen
Author: Jordan Herbert
Warning: Spoilers for the movie, which everyone needs to see
Pairings: Hinting at many/Wikus
Fandom: District 9
Rating: Pg-13
Word Count: 697
Disclaimer: Don't own and the person who does would cry a little. Maybe.
Author's Note: Another chunk of this fic which follows after this part.

He woke again in pain but at least he woke alone. Wikus could hardly remember anything but the excruciating pain he had felt the night before and the Prawn that had soothed his back a bit. Wikus placed his still human hand on the small of his back to try and help crack it but froze when his hand touched something that was far from human. He couldn’t see it, but he could feel that his back was now that of a Prawn’s.

It was then that he decided he needed to get cat food. If it made him act stupid and selfish like all the other Prawns intoxicated by it, so be it. Getting a new back was painful enough when sober; he didn’t want to experience the pain that the rest of his transformation was sure to bring.

He needed to try and salvage some sort of lock for his shack too, Wikus decided as he stepped into the bright sunlight of a new day. He froze.

Easily over fifteen Prawns stood before him. Before him, laid out by his feet, was a pile of offerings; tires, broken desk lamps, hubcaps, an old computer mouse, a box of glittering smashed bottles, a rusted bucket, the list went on.

Wikus frowned and looked up at all the Prawns watching him intently. His first instinct was to shout at them all to leave him alone and go away. He didn’t need their crap and didn’t want their creepy attention. But he thought better of it. If he insulted them he’d have enemies for the next three years instead of friends. Plus, the memories of watching the Prawns tear apart a human right before his very eyes kept him polite.

“Thank you,” he lifted his Prawn hand in thanks and the Prawns all took a step forward. Wikus’ eyes went wide and he took a step back, his human hand clasping the shack’s door handle. A group of Prawns all coming closer at once was a scary sight.

One kept moving, a brown one, with something clutched tightly in his hands. He glanced at each and every Prawn as he moved through the crowd, clicking something at them that Wikus couldn’t catch. Whatever the Prawn said it made the ones that he passed fall to their knees. The others obviously knew what that meant and they quickly followed suit.

Wikus glanced nervously at all the now kneeling Prawns and felt something uneasy try to rise up in his stomach. His hand gripped the door handle harder when the Prawn finally approached him. The Prawn dropped to his knees as well and offered the item he had been clutching, revealing it to be a can of cat food. “For you, my queen,” it clicked slowly.

Wikus stared and stared and then closed his eyes as he focused on breathing. “You’re the Prawn that was in my shack last night.” He accused as he opened his eyes to angry, narrow slits.

The Prawn nodded. “I am Samuel Lacey, my queen.”

“Stop calling me your fucking queen.” Wikus seethed. “I am male, first of all.”

“For now you are,” Samuel replied easily and looked up to meet Wikus’ eyes for the first time. “I am the only one here who had ever worked with the royalties of our home planet. I recognize your scent as being one of theirs, most resembling our proclaimed queen’s. You will be our queen here now. We have been lost without one.” Samuel shuffled forward a bit, his eyes alight and his hands still holding the can if offering.

“No,” Wikus shouted and then quickly bolted inside to hide behind the little protection that his shack provided. He breathed heavily for a moment as he pressed against the door to help keep it close. Hesitantly, he opened the door a crack to peek through and found Samuel still kneeling there with his offering out. Wikus swallowed and then opened the door a bit more, just enough so he could squeeze through. He glared at Samuel, daring him to move, as he quickly swiped the cat food out of his hands and then slammed his door again.

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