Hamilton Fanfic ..!

Chapter One

Hamilton woke up. And looked out the window. The birds chirped in the wind and the window was slightly cracked open. Wait.. Alexander didn't leave the window open.. Then, who was in his dorm room?..
He looked to his side and saw a messy floor, all his clothes and papers scattered on the ground.
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"Who...?" His voice trailed off as he saw Thomas Jefferson, his enemy. A man who he's despised since the BEGINNING!! So, he snuck in?.. But why? To beat Hamilton up? No... He's not THAT violent. Then why is he here?
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"Mr. Burr told me to get you." Thomas says. Hamilton looked at him up and down, he was in questioning.
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"I-i... Alright. What does he want me for?" Hamilton replied.

"For a document." Thomas says. Wait.. why did he put emphasis on 'document'?
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"I'll.. get going .... Don't want to be late..!" Hamilton said. He got up and walked out the door. "But wait.."

Hamilton tensed as he spoke. He only had a billion thoughts running through his head.
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"Yes?" Thomas replied.
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Hamilton took a deep breath.

"Why did you crawl through my"" window?.."
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Thomas looked around.

"Quickest route."
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Hamilton squinted his eyes at him.
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"Alright, just don't do it again.."
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"No promises." Hamilton sighed and walked out of the room after Jefferson replied. He felt there was a certain... Name. For the feelings he felt. Not just fluster.. or embarrassment.. or confusion. He just couldn't figure it out.
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When he reached Aaron Burr's office, he knocked three times on the door.
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"Come in!" Burr yelled. He slowly opened the door and walked in.
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"Hello, Mr. Burr... Why do you need me?"
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"We have a consultation. About you."
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Hamilton looked at Burr in the eyes. What did he mean?

"Yes?"
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Aaron Burr took a deep breath before replying.

"You have said you wanted a war, yes?"
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Well, yes, Hamilton wanted a war, but then he remembered the people who could die..

"Yes, sir."
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"And so you would not mind if I were to start one?"
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Pause. What? You can't just start a war without anything else.
Hamilton looked at him.

"But, sir.. How would you be able to do this? You can't just randomly start a war."
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"Well, I mean, look around, look around, it's a great time to be alive! You see, if we have a war with England, we can gain more land, more power, more wealth!"
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Hamilton paused. I mean, he was just like his country, he was young, scrappy, and hungry.

"Alright.. I have been wanting a fight every now and then. But, a war? I think it's a bit too much.. But fine."
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Burr smiled and waved to the door.

"Now, off! Back to your room!"
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Hamilton walked out and back to his room. He couldn't believe it. War? But, there was still something on his mind.

Jefferson. Hamilton said to himself. Although he'd never admit it, he was thinking about his enemy. Thomas Jefferson. Well, he was thinking about how his papers and books were scattered. Why were they?