Once we got to the meeting, we were told that we would be moving the poleepkwa from D-9 to a new District, about 200 kilometers from Jo-burg. I was kind of mad about that, and wondered why the hell I didn't know about this before, but I managed to not let it show. We were told it would be starting that day, and the person who would be heading it would be interviewed for a documentary, and then have the crew following them and their team. I raised an eyebrow at this, wondering who in the world would be making a documentary of this, but I didn't have much time to think about it before the man, Smit, I think, announced that Wikus was going to be the head. I kind of gave Susan a 'oh crud' look, and she nodded slightly, frowning. We couldn't talk about it at all, though, since once the met was over everyone had to go to prep and get ready to go. By sticking with a group, I was able to avoid Phil...for now. Once at the area where we were assigned teams, I found, with luck, I was on Wikus's team. While I wasn't all that big about being in a documentary, Phil wasn't in the group, which was good enough for me. They of course tried to get me to carry a gun, but I flat out refused. They might have insisted, but I was tense and obviously afraid. They dropped the subject, and just handed me a vest,saying I had to wear it at the very least. I gave in to that, since I thought it was smart, but I was hoping I didn't get stuck sitting next to someone with guns in the car on our way there.

On the way to District 9, I ended up talking to Wikus,. Since Molly pulled out her Ipod and started to listen to music. I steered clear of certain things, but I did find out from him about some of her friends, and her life. Not much, but a bit. I planned on talking with Molly later to find out more, hoping that the whole 'I'm-your-sister' thing wouldn't make it awkward. When we were almost there, I remembered the doctor's advice, and how dusty D9 seemed to be when I had gone to visit Adam in the past. Still talking, I pulled the eye patch out of my pocket and pulled it on, getting an odd look from Wikus.

"One of the doctors at the hospital said to wear an eye patch when it's dusty or windy out. He said it would prevent me from going fully blind instead of half blind." I explained quickly, with a sort of tone that said I didn't really care, but I'd rather not talk about it. He took the hint, and didn't say anything, just turned to Molly to help her with her vest.

A few minutes later, we had all gotten out of the car and headed out. It seems I was needed more then they thought, since most of the poleepkwa seemed to be confused, and I ended up explaining. Due to this,some of the evictions were easier. Not many,though...there were still a few who were hostile, and didn't want to sign. I didn't think much of it, since no one was hurt, when I heard gunshots. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, to see a soldier shooting at a poleepkwa who was trying to eat the spare tire.

I was kind of annoyed by the shooting, and I guess Molly was too,based on how she reacted.

"Woah! Wait!" Molly shouted, starting to move forward before Wikus stopped her.

"Stay there, Molly! It will attack you too!"
"Dad! You can't attack them-or else!"

"Molly, it's safer to just stay here,ok?" I said softly, which wasn't a very good idea, since the poleepkwa got fed up and grabbed the arm of the soldier, before kicking,hard. Needless to say, the arm was no longer attached.

"I warned you!" Molly shouted, frowning.
"Molly, we have been training and studying these things for years. It is a very delicate situation-won't you just let us handle this?" Wikus replied, sounding slightly tired. Then again,that could have just been me.

Molly sighed, obviously annoyed, but looked up at me when I quietly pointed out he was just worried about her safety. She agreed that it was true, but she was still annoyed. I shrugged slightly, and said that it's fine to be annoyed. Everyone gets annoyed at someone,even if they mean it well.

After a few moments, we started to walk again,since Wikus and his team were on the move.

If I hadn't of gotten sort of used to how D9 looked, I would have been horrified at how horrible it looked. As it was, I had been when I first came over, but I had gotten over it quickly.

After we had walked for a few moments, we came to an odd looking shack. When no one answered, Thomas kicked the door down.

"Holy shit..."I heard Wikus mutter, and I peeked over his shoulder to see what was wrong. The shack was filled with eggs, and Wikus called for a team to kill them. I was a bit mad at this, but I couldn't exactly say anything, since we were still being filmed. I moved away a few steps, as Wikus explained to Trent how to abort an egg. Once that was done, he handed a container looking thing to Thomas, joking about how he could pretend he had done one as they walked away. I followed quietly, though I was steaming inside, and turned back to see Molly hadn't moved yet, but had looked inside. She looked a bit sick, and after a few minutes, a truck arrived.

"Molly, move out of the way,please" I called,just as Wikus called "Molly! Move out of the way!"

Molly looked and saw the hose, before she hurried over. Once she was out of the way, the team used the hose, which spit fire out of it, to burn the shack. There was a soft popping sound, and I half knew what it was, and it was confirmed when Wikus turned to the camera and explained it was the poleepkwa baby popping out of the egg.

Molly muttered about it being gross, and the team started to move on. I say the team,and not we, because Phil came over and yanked me away. "I just need to talk to her for a few minutes, OK, Wikus?" he called, to which Wikus replied "Ok,have her find us when your done."

~Great...what does he want?~ I though, as he pulled me to an area where it looked like no one was around, and turned to glare at me.

"Remember what I said about not mixing work and personal life? You fucking disobeyed. So...your little 'friends' are going to,oh,I don't know...misbehave? And of course, since I'm heading that team, I can have them killed with the snap of my fingers." he added,smirking broadly.

That was pretty much the last straw. Glaring at him with my one good eye, I took a few steps towards him, and he slowly stepped back,his smirk fading slightly.

"You know what,Phil? I'm sick and tired of your shit. You are a spineless, pathetic, bastard...you have to threaten others just to feel good about yourself. And you know what? I could report you at any time to the cops. Those emails and that message you left on my phone,threatening me? I saved them. They are pure proof. So either fuck off with the threats, or I'm going to the cops, and getting you put in jail, along with all the other scum on the earth."

Phil blinked,but then smirked again,taking a step forward. By now, there was only about a foot between us, and I made no move to shrink it, or grow it. I held my ground, keeping my eye firmly locked on him.

"You do that...and you'll be the one pulling the trigger. You'll be the one killing them."he said,his voice icy and hard.

I will say that shocked me, made me want to step back and get away, but I didn't. Not yet.

"The only time I would ever pull a trigger, is if it meant the bullet would be on your head. Because the day you die, will be the best day of my life." With that, I turned and headed back to my team, already planning to lie and say he just wanted to ask me something, and not that he had wanted to threaten me again. Little did I know, but in a few moments, there would be no excuse needed.