1776. New York City.
'Okay, Alex. Just breathe' Alexander Hamilton thought to himself. He was on his way towards America. New York City to be precise. A land of hope, and dreams. And love? Alex tossed that thought out of his head. He was going to New York to work on his education. Alexander knew he was too smart to fall in love.
After what seemed like decades, Hamilton's ship had finally arrived. He was in New York. The excruciatingly long boat ride was finally worth it. His mind ran wild with ideas and dreams of what he could make of himself in New York. He could be a new man. Alex's ecstatic chain of thought came to a screeching halt when he thought of the life he had left behind. Flashbacks were flooding through his mind. The hurricane. Him and his mother on their death beds. Alexander had always felt somewhat guilty that he got healthy while his mother had passed on, although he was smart enough to know it wasn't his fault and there was nothing he could have done about it. 'Enough moping,' Alexander thought. He was here for one reason and one reason only. "I am not throwing away my shot," Alexander said quietly to himself as he set off to find Aaron Burr.
"Pardon me," the strange man looked at Alexander, "are you Aaron Burr, sir?" a quick smile appeared and disappeared on his face. He did not want to seem too eager. "That depends. Who's asking?" The stoic man questioned. "I'm Alexander Hamilton. I've heard a lot about you. You graduated in two years and are going to join the revolution. I wanted to follow in your footsteps. So long story short, how did you do it?" Burr stared at Hamilton for a few seconds before replying. "Talk less," Alex was confused, "smile more." Alexander got a little frustrated. "That's it!? I searched all day to find you and this is what you give me?" Burr chuckled. "I've learned through my life that fools who run their mouths off wind up dead," Aaron said, "Also my parents wanted me to graduate fast. They made sure they let me know that before they died," there was a pang in Hamilton's chest. 'So he is an orphan too' he thought to himself. While he didn't agree with what Burr said, he empathized with him. "I am sorry about your parents. I'm an orphan as well," Alexander felt a bit of anger brewing inside him, "I wish there was a war then we can prove we are more than just orphan kids. We are more than anyone bargained for." Burr let out a sigh. Obviously what he had said did not effect Hamilton in any way. A group of loud and rowdy men approached Hamilton and Burr.