Ladies, gentlemen and nonbinary folks. Here is my first big fic in English (please have pity English is not my first language.)

So this is a Hamilton AU in Heroes of Olympus world. This take place one year after "Blood of Olympus" but without the events of Trials of Apollo (denial maybe).

Enjoy the first chapter.

See you at the end.


Chapter One: Sons of liberty and gods

One thing Alexander was sure about is that he was really clever. Nobody could deny it. He loved to write and talk, mostly argue with everyone. He also was street smart, well you have to be when you've been living in the street since so long. So why on earth did this happened, he was supposed to be smart and not easy to find. Okay maybe we need to start from the beginning. Alexander, or Alex as he preferred to be called, was searching for a place to sleep, and it wasn't easy in a big city like New York. But he found a place, an old building that had to be demolished. He entered by a hole in the wall in the back. It wasn't luxury but when you sleep in the street you don't really care about that, and to be honest it was better than some place he slept. At least here, he was alone, there was actually no blood or anything that people used to take drug. Yes it was just a bit warm but he came from the Caribbean, so even if the weather was starting to become warmer Alex really wanted to have a little fire, but it was too dangerous. His backpack on his back he checked the place. Yes nobody was there, maybe he could sleep a little bit. Last time he wanted to sleep, it was four days ago and when he woke up, there was monsters?

"No. That's ridicule' he told himself. "Monsters aren't real." At least he thought.

He shivered and sit his back on the wall. He sighed and opened his bag, he take out a note book and start writing.

"After five days I finally sowed them. I don't know what they wanted with me. But these four girls where scary. And I am not scared easily not since…" A few tears dropped on his notebook. No he couldn't think of him, it was too painful. "Anyway. Now they are not here anymore and I'm starting to feel really tired and really hungry. Maybe I will try to sneak out outside to eat something. I don't feel like writing right now. Which is strange, that's what keep me sane since, since I am here in America. You know what, I'm going to find something to eat, or at least try."

Alex closed the notebook, it wasn't the time to bring these horrible memories back. He stood up, put his bag on his back and went out. One thing he loved about New-York was the lights, on the avenues, the busy streets. Well he didn't like the crowd and being oppressed but if there's a crowd, he will be easier to steal something. He hated to steal, it was wrong but it's not like he had the choice. He stopped to a stand and order a hot-dog, he wanted to drink a coffee too but it was a bad idea for two reasons. The first one, he wanted to sleep. The second one, he didn't want to take the risk to spill it while running. The vendor hand him the hot-dog, it smelled so good, he asked for a second one and started to eat the first one. The vendor handed him the second hot-dog. Alex thanked him and put it in the pocket of his sweater. He reached a hand to his bag and started to do like he was searching for money and when another man came to order food he ran away. He heard the seller scream after him but he didn't stop. He ran until he was two blocks away, then he stopped to catch his breath and eat what was left of his food. After that he walked a little bit in the street before heading back in the old building. He was lost in his thought when he bumped into someone.

"Sorry" he said. He turned to see a tall boy, tan skin, green eyes and black hair. The boy looked him straight in the eyes, it made him feel weird, and it was like he was scanning his soul. "Don't worry, it's okay."

And just like that the boy kept walking, but Alex had a strange feeling in his stomach. This boy was sweating power and was really intimidating. He shrugged and kept walking. "You really need to sleep Alex, you are starting to hallucinate again.' He told to himself. He kept walking, but he still had this feeling, who was this boy and why was he like that after meeting him for few seconds. So he fell asleep with the face of the boy in his thought.

Alex woke up the next morning by the sound of someone, or something entering the building. He stood up quickly ready to run but then he heard those voices and froze.

"I'm telling you, the boy is here, I can smell him." That was the voice of one of the girl that attacked him five days ago. "And I'm telling you that you're wrong" said another girl.

The first one appeared and Alex snapped back into reality and start running and exit by the hole. He ran in the street, he wanted to ask for help but he knew that it was a bad idea, it will only bring problem on him. He heard the four girls running behind him, yes Alexander was sure that he was clever, really clever, but this time he acted dumb. He ran and didn't stop, at least for once he was glad that the streets were full of people. He was small and ran fast because he had the habit to run away. And with the crowd of people it would make it hard for the four girls to follow him. At least he hoped, because he didn't want to run in another city. Not yet, he wanted to stop here a little, he always wanted to come in the famous New-York city and there he was. Wait where was he? It seemed like Manahan, big buildings, rich buildings too. He stopped and looked behind him, the girls where just few feet behind him so he did the first thing he thought, he turned left but he just ended in a dead end, which wasn't really helpful. "Idiot" he murmured to himself.

"Well, well to bad for you little demigod." Alex turned to see only one of the girl. "Your mom would be so disappointed in you. Trap so easily".

Alex saw red and clenched his fists, he was ready to fight, it's not like it would be his first one. "Hey, don't talk about my mom."

The girl only laugh "Come on, take my hand it's going to be okay." And suddenly her hair became fire, her left leg bronze and the right one became a donkey leg. It wasn't beautiful at all but he felt attracted to her. Why? "Come little boy." No something was wrong.

"No!" He took a step back but that didn't really help, he was his back against the wall.

"You know, I'm supposed to wait for my friend but I can kill you right now." Then she slammed him against the wall, his head hit it. He saw black spot in front of his eyes and her hand was on his throat. He felt his feet not touching the ground, wait his face was at the same level as hers. But she was supposed to be taller than him. He wanted to scream for help, but he couldn't. She was so strong and he couldn't breathe. No he can't die, not now. He needed to live again. Maybe he will found a way to go to college. Yes he needed to live. But he was here, in a dead end with a monster ready to kill him. When he thought that he time had come, he saw the woman dissolved into dust. He fell and hit the ground really hard. He cough trying to catch his breath. A boy around his age kneeled in front of him.

"Hey. Are you okay?" He looked up and meet the boy's eyes but what hit him was his freckles. So many freckles, like a constellation of stars. But instead of the stars it was a constellation of freckles.

"Hey can you hear me?" the boy seemed concerned. "Yes, sorry. I'm fine." He answered. "Good." Said the other.

"Heu… John? We have three more" said another boy with a French accent? "Yes man, we need you." Said a third man.

Alex analyzed the three boys. The one with the freckles had puffy curly hair, he seemed taller than him, but not so much. "Just stay behind us okay?" And Alex nodded.

The boy, John apparently, had a sword in his hands. He looked at the other boys, one of them was very tall, and he had an arrow on his back and a sword in his hand. The other one wasn't as tall as the arrow boy but he was very muscular and impressive, he fought with a bigger sword than the two other. The three other girls came.

"Four demigods, this is going to be awesome" said one of them. And she turned to John "Come here my boy, I know you want to". John just smirked to her, she already transformed into whatever she was, her friends too. "Sorry girl, this isn't going to work with me. You're not exactly my type". And he charged her but he was thrown away against the wall where Alex was. Alex ran toward him, well ran is a big word, but still he wanted to see if he was okay.

"John!" scream the muscular one. "I'm fine" answered John who had sit up with the help of Alex. He wasn't really fine, he was bleeding from his head and his put a hand on his shoulder while wincing.

"Merde. Papa va me tuer" said the taller one. "Hercules, let's go." The French boy shoot an arrow to one but she ducked it so he went with his sword. Both he and Hercules killed one after a fight. They were fast. John tried to stand up but fell again, Alex catch him before he hit the ground.

"Well bad for them. My name is Kelly. I see a son of Aphrodite and a son of Apollo." She looked over them "Oh a son of Hermes and one of Athena. This is very interesting. I'm going to enjoy killing you. Just to say, I'm stronger than the other one." She smiled. "Get lost Empousa, you're not going to get us" told Hercules.

Alexander was really lost at this point. Athena, Hermes, Apollo, Aphrodite. They were Greek gods, he knew that. And what was an Empousa. And what's was going on? Nothing make sense. But what happened just after was stranger. The fire hydrant behind Kelly exploded and she was throw away and Hercules just killed her. When the water stopped flushing everywhere a boy appeared. "See Annabeth? I told you that something was wrong with the kid I saw".

Just in front of him the boy from yesterday, the one who radiated with power, next to her a blond girl with curly hair and grey eyes that were like a storm, he shivered. They were both impressive and scary in a certain way. But the French boy didn't seemed to care.

"Percy! Annabeth! Thank the gods you are here" he ran to them. "Hey Laf'" said Annabeth.

"Thanks man" said Hercules "You saved us." Percy smiled "Don't worry, Kelly? I kind of have a history with her." He turned to Alex who helped John to stand up. "You're the kid form yesterday. Are you okay?"

Alex just nodded. He didn't know what to say so he just looked at everyone "Thank you so much for helping me." John smiled "Don't worry. By the way, I'm John Laurens, this is Lafayette and Hercules Mulligan. The other two are kind of legends, Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase."

Alexander looked at the group, it was strange to see teenagers with weapons. "What's your name man?" asked Hercules. "Alex. My name is Alexander Hamilton."

Lafayette take a step toward him. Alex flinched but didn't move, after all they just saved his life. He took Lafayette's hand and shake it. "Nice to meet you Alex" he said with a thick French accent. "You know what's best? Papa and Maman will never find out about that."

"I think we already know Gilbert" said a deep man voice "Merde" said Lafayette.


Translation time :

"Maman" - "Mom"

"Papa" - "Dad"

"Merde Papa va me tuer" - "Shit dad is going to kill me."

I love writing Laf' when he talks french because I'm french so it's easy.

Hope you liked it and the second chapter will be out next week.