Falling Through Time: Basking in Firelight: Book 2

New Faces

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Warnings: Battle, blood, death, killing, all the stuff involved in a battle.

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The first thing Hamilton knew was that he was slamming into the stage floor as he was tackled by a wall of pure muscle. AKA Thomas Jefferson. The next, there was an explosion and Jefferson's body was ripped from on top of him and flung across the stage. Hamilton was back on his feet in an instant. Lots of people were screaming and running, even more, however, were pulling out makeshift weapons and pistols, ready for a fight, but Hamilton's only focus was on finding Jefferson. Hamilton located him instantly, he was about twelve feet away, stumbling to his feet.

Alive.

Good, now Hamilton could kick some serious ass.

Before he could do much, there was a ring of people around him and Jefferson. He tapped someone on the shoulder, "What are you doing?" he asked, anger rising in his voice.

"Protecting the most important people here," she responded.

Before Hamilton could say anything else, Jefferson was next to him and addressing the lady, "What's your name?"

"Schuyler. Angelica Schuyler,"

"Schuyler? Awesome, lovely to meet you, darlin, can you let us out of this circle now?"

"Nope."

"It's important."

"Too bad."

Jefferson sighed and walked to the other side of the circle and tapped someone else on the shoulder while Hamilton tapped his foot impatiently. "Hello, what's your name?" Jefferson asked when the man turned and looked at him.

"Bonjour, Monsieur Jefferson! Je m'appelle Lafayette!"

"Nouveau en Amérique?(New to America?)" Jefferson asked, easily switching to French. "Bienvenue, vous êtes juste à temps pour la révolution.(Welcome, you're just in time for the revolution."

"C'est la raison pour laquelle je suis venu(It's the reason I came)," Lafayette said happily.

"Génial(Great)," Jefferson said, "Eh bien, mon ami et moi devons sortir de ce cercle. Voulez-vous nous laisser sortir s'il vous plaît?(Well, my friend and I have to get out of this circle. Would you let us out?"

"Non.(No.)"

"Okay, that's it." Jefferson stalked over to the smallest person in the circle, picked him up out of the way, nodded to Hamilton, "Okay, let's go." Moved out of the circle and set him back down where he was standing. "Thank you very much for your cooperation," Jefferson said as he walked away.

The burly man standing next to the guy that got picked up looked over and asked, "Burr, did you just get picked up and moved out of the way by Thomas Jefferson?"

"Shut up, Mulligan," came the response.

"Hamilton! Grab the rocket launcher!" Jefferson shouted as he ran off before the circle could trap them again.

"Wait, did he just say rocket launcher?" Mulligan asked.

"That he did," Burr replied.

"You grab the machine gun!" Hamilton yelled back, running off in the opposite direction.

"Machine gun?!?!?" Mulligan said in disbelief.

"I'm starting to think they came with a plan," another person chimed in.

"Laurens," Burr greeted.

Hamilton yelled over to Jefferson as he hefted a rocket launcher onto his shoulder, "We gotta steal that tank before they use all of the ammo!"