Our Name Is Alexander Hamilton

by Author Pendragon Of Camelot

Who was Alexander Hamilton? Everyone knew someone different. A loudmouth immigrant? The whore's son from the Caribbean? A non-stop bastard? A friend? An enemy? A lover? He's all of them, but never at the same time. With an abusive father, a mother that died before he was thirteen, and a cousin who committed suicide not weeks after living with him, who wouldn't be fractured? MPD/DID

1. Prologue

A/N: Sorry, I accidentally uploaded chapter 2 twice. Here's the actual prologue! :P

Alexander Hamilton.

Who was Alexander Hamilton?

An immigrant bastard form the Caribbean? A loudmouth soldier who didn't know when to hold his tongue? The whore's son with too much power for his own good? To some, he was one of America's founding fathers, someone to be respected. To a few others, he was a thorn in their side, an inconvenience. He was the non-stop, brave, romantic, sarcastic, hot-headed immigrant he had always been.

But never at the same time.

Everyone thought they knew him. His mother and father, Washington, Laurens, Lafayette, Mulligan, even Jefferson and Burr. But how could anyone hope to understand him when Alex didn't even know himself?