A.N. And so we begin to meet characters. We've already got the Schuyler sisters so enter Hamilton. Eliza's in a state of shock over the newcomer (I ship it), we finally meet Jefferson, and Angelica is dragged into the chaos. So, any ideas on who the n is yet? I'm not including King George III or the Reynolds so they're out of the running. Happy reading and guessing! On a different note, I'm gonna try to stay away from cursing so don't be expecting any of that. (Oops, forgot to say it last chapter but I don't own Hamilton and never will.)
Eliza stared at the newcomer. He had short white hair pulled back into a small ponytail, which she thought was a bit odd, and dark orangeish amber eyes that it was almost too easy to get lost in. His chin was covered in a fine layer of stubble, white like his hair. He wore a SciTeK commissioned, you guessed it, white shirt with a fancy ruffle down the front and pants that seemed almost too fancy, similar to the military uniforms of around a century ago. Without moving his lips, he let out a muffled shriek, a look of pure panic on his face.
Eliza placed her hand on the stranger's leg. "Hey, it's okay. I'm not gonna hurt you. What's your name?" More muffled noises. Eliza took a deep breath and reminded herself to stay patient. "Can you please open your mouth when you speak?" The stranger's lips parted and he tilted his head to the side in obvious confusion.
Eliza gave the stranger a hopeful look as he determinedly closed his mouth again, opening it moments later. "My name is AL3X, but I'm generally referred to as Alex." he said. Eliza ran over the name in her mind. Alex. It sounded familiar. The image of a tattered missing persons poster tugged at her mind, the words on it smudged. Alex-tear H-smudge-lton. "Who, pray tell, are you?" Alex asked, startling Eliza out of her reverie. "I'm Elizabeth Schuyler, but most people call me Eliza." "Eliza." Alex tested the name. "I like it." He gave a half smile and Eliza had to hold back a squeal. Whoever he was, he was undeniably cute.
Eliza sat on the stone floor next to Alex. He didn't appear to know much about anything and she was becoming exasperated. He appeared to think that they were in some sort of computer and that he could move with willpower alone. However, she finally managed to convince the disoriented Alex otherwise and hauled him to his feet. He stood shakily for a moment and then the door exploded open.
The building was dark, the only light coming from a large screen. A man stood in front of the screen, blueish light reflecting off of his dark skin and a pouffy mane of hair framing his face. His nose and mouth were covered by a small mask. Solid, yet transparent enough to show his mouth. He peered up at the screen, his eyes bathed in shadow, cursing in French. When he switched to English, he spoke with a Virginian accent. "One of the spheres has been breached. Possible transfer. Prepare for emergency harvest. Machinery whirred and the man turned on his heel, the light catching his name badge, making it legible for a moment. The words on it were written in neat font. Thomas Jefferson.
Eliza stared at the silhouette in the open door. As her eyes adjusted to the light, she caught a glimpse of Angelica standing in front of her, fury in her eyes. "What the hell are you doing?" she hissed. Eliza smiled up at her sister. " It's a long story." Angelica glared at her again. "I have the rest of the day." Eliza sighed and began her tale.
"So let me get this straight." Angelica said quite a while later. "You found some odd glass spheres in the attic, hid them from both me and Peggy, accidentally smashed one, and still didn't tell anyone when it became a person?!" Eliza gave Angelica a long look. "I don't even know what's going on. He just appeared and I think he's freaking out internally. Thinks he's in some sort of computer." Alex staggered over to a pile of boxes and shakily sat down, smiling sheepishly at Angelica. "Hello!" he said, waving. Angelica glanced over at Eliza who's face said I told you so. "We're stuck taking care of a robot." Angelica groaned. "Or at least a guy who thinks he's a robot. Can this day get any worse?"