SAMANTHAS POV
As we were walking, I heard a sound in the bushes. "Y/N? Did you hear that?" I ask, very scared. She looks at me and shakes her head. "No. Why?"
And then it happens. As quick as a bullet. I get too scared. What if it's a ghost coming to haunt me? I killed so many to avenge Jack... But then it all hits me.
What this lonely, abused, runaway from Italy who snuck on a ship to New York has achieved.
I ran my way out of hell.
I snuck my way into revolution, I was louder then the crack in the bell.
I wrote Jack letters from New York until he fell,
I helped defend the Constitution and defended it well.
And in the face of ignorance and resistance,
I helped write financial systems into existence.
And when my prayers to G-d were met with indifference,
I went the way,
I made my own mark.
I need to do what I do best for once. I have one shot for this. To avenge myself. To avenge Y/N. To rewrite my reputation. I can make this beautiful.
Because I know exactly who might be bloodthirsty for somebody like her.
Especially since her husband's dead.
"Hide," I whisper-yell to Y/N. She obeys. I step towards the bush and take a deep breath. I'm not letting another person die. Because I know who it is in those bushes.
"Nice hiding skills, General Lee."
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