Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.

Year: 1787

"The second Constitutional Convention will now come to order," said George Washington. People stopped complaining about the sweltering heat to begin discussing the fate of the United States. "Now that we have decided to draft a constitution, we need to decide how long this president will reside in office." Washington looked to Thomas Jefferson, who was now listening intently.

I don't like what you're doing here. He thought.

I know, but we must take direct control if humanity is to be saved.

Humanity must save itself, brother! I will not have you becoming dictator of the world!

The General looked at Alexander (Jefferson). He had not changed at all in physical appearance, with olive skin and jet-black hair. For a man born millennia before, he was incredibly tall for his generation; about six foot three in height. Though lately they had been coming to blows. This mental conversation was an example of their ideological disagreement.

I think that ever since you were Jesus, something changed inside of you, brother. I think you liked how they worship you as a god. The power has gotten to your head.

It's too late now Alexander. And then Washington stood up.

"I nominate that the president serve for life!" A chorus of, "here heres!" Followed.

No! Alexander thought. Luckily, it was 6 o'clock; the convention was over for the day. "I nominate that we discuss this tomorrow, with clear heads." Everyone except for Washington agreed. The General came up to Alexander as they walked out into the hot sun on their way back to their house.

"Very clever, brother, but you are only delaying the inevitable."

Alexander smiled back. "Over my dead body." And you of all people you know brother, I don't go down so easily."

Later that night, Alexander decided to pay a visit to Ben Franklin. He walked up the steps to his apartment and knocked on the door.

"One moment, please!" The door opened a moment later, revealing the old man.

"Ah, Mr. Jefferson! What a surprise!"

"Sorry that I don't have time for pleasantries, Mr. Franklin, but this is urgent. What I am about to tell you could alter the course of this country."

Benjamin walked slowly inside and sat down on a stool.

"Firstly, you must tell the following information to your fellow Masons attending the Convention. Tonight."

Franklin looked puzzled. "Sure, I will. What is it then?"

Once again, the founding fathers took their seats as the 2nd Constitutional Convention resumed. Washington looked at Jefferson.

Well, Alexander. Are you ready for a glorious new age in human history?

Thomas Jefferson smiled.

Yes brother, but it will not be shaped by us. Alexander stood up. "I, Thomas Jefferson, notion that the president of the United States serve two four-year terms."

What is this, your attempt to stop humanity from achieving greatness? It will not succeed. Look around you. They already worship me! Nothing can stop m...

Just then, Benjamin Franklin stood up.

"I, Benjamin Franklin, second the notion."

There was a murmur of agreement. Many members of this convention were Masons, and Benjamin Franklin had told them the truth. If Washington was elected for a life term, America would become a monarchy with an immortal ruler. This is exactly what nobody wanted. "All in favor," said Alexander with a great feeling of satisfaction, "say aye."

The room echoed with the chorus of ayes.

Washington looked back to Jefferson. This isn't the last round, he thought. Next time, he will not be here to stop me.