Collecting the Peoples - Part 5

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Staten Island, New York, 1836

I appear in a bedroom more devoid of live then the others. You can tell that a really depressed person lives here. Aaron Burr. Of course. I mean I can't blame him, his wife and daughter are already dead at this point in time, but then again, just like Eliza, I haven't really forgiven him for shooting Alexander. Even though it's partially Alex's fault. Yeah, I don't know whose side I'm on. Anyway, it was quick. Grab, time travel, lay down far far away from Alexander then move onto the next person. We're going back to France!


Paris, France, 1849

When I appear in the room, just like with his father, there's someone holding his hand; more specifically his wife. She looked over at me, and dammit, I don't want to explain this again. I opened my mouth to speak and shockingly enough, she held up her hand to shush me.

"I know who you are, my sister-in-law warned me of you."

She stepped back away from the bed. Damn, that was easier than I thought. I walked up to the bed and leaned over him to grab him when Emilie grabbed my arm.

"Do not harm my husband, young lady."

I nodded and smiled at her.

"I won't, I promise."

I travelled back to my time and laid the man on the other side of his father. Now time to go get a very lovely lady.


Washington, D.C., 1854

I again appear in a bedroom for like the thousandth time and I think I've already said that before so you know it's a lot. There's another woman in the room; Eliza's daughter, Eliza. I really can't deal with explaining this for what feels like the hundredth time so I just walk over, pick the lovely up (Eliza Jr.) place her down on the bed next to her mother and put her to sleep before she can say anything. I pick up Eliza (senior) and for the second last time, go back to my time and lay her down gently next to her eldest (or youngest depending on how you look at it) son. Said son is still bleeding out and, whoops, so is Alex, and John. Oh well, it'll be fine once I young-ifie them all. Also, yes! Only one person left then we can start the reaction!


New York City, 1857

Angelica Hamilton, the last person on my list. I don't want to be rude to the lady, but I'm really thankful that I don't have to try and kidnap, er, I mean, collect her while she's still alive because that would be a trouble and a half. For, thankfully, the last time, I appear in a bedroom. For the first time I actually look around and take in my surroundings. Wow, bedrooms in the past were really different and oddly similar at the same time. I walk over to the bed to pick up Angie. I travel back to my time and thank God that's over, I was starting to get a headache from time travelling so much.


(Just to be clear) ???, 2024

I stand at the front of the room looking over all the dead bodies. Oh, jeez, I just realised how creepy that sounded. Anyway, I call upon my magic so that I can young-ifie everybody. (Reminder: Adults = 27, kids = 19) I stick my hands out in front of me as they glow like I'm from some anime as I recite the spell.

Flos fulgeat et rutilet

Tua virtus luceat

Horologium contrarium fac

Quod quondam fuit meum;

Quod meum fuit, reduc

(It's the song from Tangled in latin lol)

There's a big poof of smoke and I cover my mouth with my arm as I start coughing and fanning the smoke away. Once the smoke clears, everybody is laying on the floor, younger and awake. Most people sit up almost immediately, and with me being at the front of the room, see me first.

"Hello everyone! Name's Iz, nice to meet ya!"


AN: I finally finished kidna-, I mean collecting the Hamilton characters, yay! That means intros will be next chapter, so basically, it's gonna be chaos. Huzzah. See ya next time!

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