Sinners and Saints: A modern HAMILTON AU

chapter 9

I have this friend named writers block. ever heard of them? also, I LAUGHED MY ASS OFF MAKING THIS

Alex's POV: 

I stepped up to Reynolds. "We surrender. Please get off of my brother now." 

Laf's eyes widened from lack of breathing as he locked eyes with me. "Alex what are you doing?" 

Reynolds sour face morphed to a sinister smile. "good boy." He stepped off of Laf, glaring at the Frenchman.

Laf coughed and hacked as he regained breath. I knelt by him, rubbing his back while glaring at Reynolds.

Herc frantically ran to Maria's limp bloody body. "holy hell, I need some sort of cloth." 

I advanced to the window but Reynolds stopped me by gunpoint. "don't move. She's my whore not yours." 

He ripped some fabric off of a musty looking curtain and tossed it to Herc. He pressed it down on her wound,coaxing her softly to wake up. 

She stirred softly but didn't wake. Herc sighed, frustrated at his lack of progress. "Hamilton, bring me my water bottle." 

I scampered over to his bag, retrieving some makeshift medical supplies and handing them to him. 

not only was he one heck of a spy but also a good medical student too. soon he had Maria patched up and she didn't look as pale. 

"do whatever you need to us. Don't touch her." Herc growled. 

Reynolds rolled his eyes and called to Francis. 

"A BIT BUSY! THERE'S SOME WHORES WHO WON'T LEAVE!" A raspy voice called out. 

"then bring them in! what's wrong with you?" Reynolds traveled to the front of the cabin and came back 30 seconds later with the Schylur's in hand. they looked just as surprised to see us as we did. 

Angelica looked as if she would punch someone, Eliza looked scared and disappointed and Peggy looked worried. Her eyes trailed from us to Maria. 

"MARIA!" she bit Francis's hand and ran to her unconscious girlfriend. 

Francis howled in pain and sucked his sore hand while the Eliza and Angelica tried to contain their laughter. 

"shut up!" Reynolds smacked Angelica on the back of the head causing her to wince in pain. Fuck them I'll murder them

Peggy got to it first. "you fucking bastards!" she launched herself at Francis, connecting her fists to his face. 

Francis didn't even flinch! He threw her off as if she was nothing, this infuriated the other Schylurs and they started attacking him, this time making a mark. 

Reynolds, once enjoying the spectacle now looked pissed. "ENOUGH!" he fired his gun to the air, making us all shut up. 

He lowered his gun and angled it at Peggy. "shut the fuck up! all of you!" 

 "Reynolds, lower the goddamn gun." I put myself between the two, Laf and Herc following, forming a wall. 

He trailed the pistol to an adjacent dim room. "all of you, in there."  

the room was surprisingly large but was dimly lit in the center, littered with musty rugs, and darker in the corners. creepy room.

gunpoint was no joke so we shuffled into the room all glaring at our captors. once the door was closed and locked, we burst into chaotic arguing.