I stood by the ocean as the waves washed against the shore, soaking my feet. It was dawn. Someone once told me that the sharks came out at night, and looking out at the ocean, I couldn't see anything but water. Endless water, that, in the light of the dawn, had shades of blue and yellow.  Yet in the dawn, where I stood alone, I felt a presence nearby. "Hello?" I said to no one in particular.

"Hello Alexander."

I turned around, a bit of the water splashing at my feet. "Thomas?"

Sure enough, there he was. My wonderful boyfriend. In all his glory. I forgot I could meet him in my dreams...had I remembered I would've done this more often. "Thomas!" I ran up to him and threw myself at him, only to land face first in the sand. I heard him laughing at me.

I sat up and the sand magically disappeared off my face. What? This is a dream.

"Thomas! What was that for?" I asked. He crouched next to me. I remember I used to hate when he did that, mocking my size. I swear he's too tall. "Why are you talking in first person?" He asked me. "...I'm not." I said. "Yes you are, you just said 'I used to hate when he did that'". Wait, can..can he hear my thoughts? "Yes." He replied. I have really weird dreams. "I'm well aware" he said, rolling his eyes. He stood up, not even offering his hand out to me. Wow, rude. "Same to you." He said. "What do you mean?" I asked. "You left me. I don't think you know how hard it is to spend Valentine's Day alone knowing full well you have someone to celebrate with, but they just didn't care." He said. "I did care!" I defended.

"Then you wouldn't have left." He said, walking towards the water.

"I do care about you Thomas, that's the whole reason I left! To protect you guys.." I said. "Well you obviously weren't thinking about me! I know you wouldn't hurt me, but there's a difference between physical pain and mental pain! Mental damage hurts a lot more...and it takes longer to get rid of." He said. Just then I noticed he was...holy shit, is he walking in the water!? "Yes, yes I am." He said, rolling his eyes. "I thought only Jesus could do that..." I said. "You are correct." He said.

I walked up to the water and found little ice crystals, barely visible on the water. "I'm confused, are you Jesus or Elsa?" I said. "It's called we're in a dream idiot. And don't compare me to Jesus." He replied. Noted. I put my foot on the water, but it just went right through. What the heck? I put another foot and concentrated really hard but still nothing happened. "Hey! That's not fair! How come you can do it and I can't!?" I asked. "I don't know" he replied lazily. I looked up and he was floating around in a ball of water, in a laying position...but he was breathing. "Nevermind, that's some Katara level shit."

(Pardon me and my Avatar obsession-)

"Whatever you say, Zuko." He replies. He sounded like a fish almost, but I could understand better. "Hey, why am I Zuko?" 

"Daddy issues." 

WOW RUDE! "I do NOT have daddy issues!" I yelled . 

"Do too."

"DO NOT!"

He just covered his  ears like a child and turned away from me.

"Ham has daddy issues~"

"SHUT UP! If anything I'm Sokka."

"Oh yeah that makes sense. 'My father left, my mother died.' Just more sad." I almost immediately felt the tears coming. Oh gosh- "aww, is hammy gonna cry?" He teased. "That's a sensitive subject, Jefferson." I growled. "Oh I'm well aware. Ya know, the others have barely seemed to notice you're gone. It's like they forgot your existence." He said, venom dripping from his voice. "Why are being so shitty?!" I yelled. "Fits my opinion on you at the moment. A shitty boyfriend." He said, turning back towards me (still in the ball of water). "WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO, COME BACK!?" I screamed. He looked at me, glaring daggers.

(This is a dream Alexander, be careful what you say.)

"NO! BECAUSE THEN I'D HATE YOU FOR DOING JUST THAT! CRAWLING BACK TO ME!" he yelled. "I WOULDN'T BE CRAWLING! I'D BE TRYING TO KEEP YOU HAPPY, BUT HEY, IF YOU DON'T NEED ME THEN I DON'T NEED YOU!" I screamed, my voice lowering dangerously at the last part. Just then the ball turned into ice. "FINE THEN! YOU KNOW WHAT ALEXANDER, I'M PUTTING THIS RELATIONSHIP ON A BREAK." He screeched.

Then I did the unimaginable.

"Fine."

Even he didn't seem prepared for this.

"Don't go assuming things Hamilton."

Just then the room fogged up and everything went black.

I shot up from the small blanket I was sitting on. Everyone was looking at me, but I barely noticed. I was sweating and crying and shaking slightly.

What have I done?

~ time skip brought to you by Washington taking Jefferson and Hamilton on a fishing trip because he needed to relax for health reasons, which went about as well as you'd expect~

Angelica walked up to me and sat down beside me (well, a foot or two away). "Alexander, we need to talk." She said. "If it's about this morning, I already told you guys, I'm fine." I replied. Ah yes, the lie of the year: I'm fine. 

"No, it's not. I came to talk about your little problem." She said. "What problem?" I asked. "You know, the whole reason you came? To train your brain!" She said. "...like a quiz?" I asked, still puzzled. "No dumbass, to make sure you can control yourself and don't go trying to eat turtles again." She said, rolling her eyes at me. I'm not stupid. "Technically, that wasn't my fa-" "technically, you came here for a reason. So, me and the others have set up a few things for your next few weeks of will power training." She explained. "You make it sound like mha." 

(No, I haven't watched mha, no, I'm not a weeb, yes, I know like, 3 characters because I know a weeb, and yes, I searched up the plot for the sole purpose of making this reference so I didn't sound like I didn't know what I was talking about. Even still it doesn't entirely make sense, but I hope you get my point.)

"What's mha?" She asked. "Nevermind, let's just get this over with." I said, getting up. She led me out of the alleyway and into the open street, where the others were waiting for me.

For some reason, Peggy was wearing a military outfit, complete with a hat and a whistle.

"KEEP YOUR KNEES HIGH, TWINKLETOES!" she yelled in my face, aggressively blowing that god forsaken whistle. Before I could ask her about that reference, Burr yelled at her in the background. "PEGGY WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT THAT WHISTLE!" He yelled. "OH HUSH, YOU'RE NO FUN, BESIDES, ONLY ANGIE TELLS ME WHAT TO DO!" She yelled back. "And I tell you to put the goddamn whistle away before I break it." Angelica said. I snickered a bit as Peggy hung  her head low and pouted, walking back to the alleyway, most likely to put that whistle away.

Angelica put her hands on my shoulders and guided me towards the others. There Washington and Burr stood with countless items, including meat, bones, pieces of paper, and (what I hope wasn't) something that appeared to be alive.

"Okay, first off we're going to do something simple. But first I need you to listen to what Eliza says." And she motioned for Maria (who was carrying Liza, quite close to her chest) to bring her over. She set Eliza in the ground and I sat down next to her. "Alex listen, I know it might be hard, but you know that little demon in your mind?" She asked me, hesitantly. "Yes...what about him?" (I heard Burr mutter something along the lines of "him" and "too far gone") "Well, I need you to open your mind to him, just for a second."

AH HELL NAW!

Glad to know we both agree on something for once. ...wellll you can't possibly be serious. If it's going to help, then...I see no other choice. That's it, I'm out, y'all are insane.

Did someone call?

I screeched out loud and immediately ran towards the alleyway, ignoring the calls of the others behind me. 

Damn, calm down, I just got here. I don't trust you, you're too chill. Well you don't seem to like murderous me either, what do you want me to do, not have a personality? Well, dying is what I was going for, but whatever floats your boat...actually, no, not what floats your boat, cause whatever floats your boat is bad. No floating boats for you. You sound like a child, talking that gibberish. It's not gibberish, it's a panicked state!  Why are you panicked, I haven't even done anything. Yet. Well don't give him ideas.  Ah, hello Angelica, fancy seeing you here. Wait...Angelica? But...but that's..well, that's Angelica's name....right, about that.  So um, my name...isn't Angelica, it's Catherine. WHAT!? Well, why'd you steal Angelica's name!? She's my mother..I missed her dearly, and seeing her now I'm so happy. It never occurred to me that I forgot to change my name back until now I guess.

(By the way, this was not some smart author move. This is me improvising, because we have two Angelica's. One is Angelica Schuyler, who is human. I confirmed in the comment section that this was not indeed, Hamilton's child, so I needed this plot twist for the story to make sense, because the way this demon-Angel thing works doesn't cooperate with logic if I make the Catherine, Angelica. Catherine is actually and seriously the child of Angelica. Thank you for coming to my Ted talk.)

Right then, like I was saying, you're gonna have to eventually, you can't keep running from your fears. Yeah alexaaaaaandeeeeer George you're not making things any better. Yeah geoooooooorge. *sigh* whenever you're ready. No, not in a million years. Come on Alex, what have I ever done to not make you trust me? Do you want the alphabetized list or from worst to  worst? Seriously? Yes. Look, I swear on Great Britain that I won't do anything stupid...or murderous, or evil, or mean, and easy thing and everything in between. Actually, it's just Britain now.

(Idk if this is true, but hey, respect to all the brits out there)

What!? When!?...nevermind. But still I hold true to my swear. And that's a lot to swear on. I am king George the 3rd after all. Hold on, YOU'RE king George? Well that explains a lot. Are you gonna take my word for it or not? Well...seeing as you're king George, and you're swearing on Britain, then yeah, I do...but that doesn't mean I'm ready...yet. Like Ang- Catherine said, whenever you're ready.

I hadn't even noticed, but Eliza was right next to me, shaking my arm. "Alex! Alexander!" She said. I turned towards her and she looked very concerned. "I wasn't doing it again, was I?" I asked. She nodded. I sighed. "Alexander do you think you're ready?" She asked. I shook my head no. She sighed and said "okay, but, if you can, try to be ready by next week? We're trying to get through this training fast, and Angie has little to no patience...as you may recall." She said. I chuckled a bit and murmured "okay, I'll try." She smiled and pecked my cheek before stalking off.

(If you're wondering how Eliza gets around on her own, she uses her hands to lift up her torso and walks on her hands like you would in a handstand, but without being upside down. It's a slow method, but she's gotten used to it.)

I decided to talk to KG3 and get this over with. Like Angelica, I had little to no patience.

Wow, that was a quick change of heart. Hush you. But I'm ready. I'll be here if you need me.

I walked outside to the others, where Angelica was pacing the floor and the others waited nearby. "I'm ready." I said. "Alright, do your thing!" Angelica said, backing away a bit.

Ready George? Ready.

I felt my blood run cold and a shiver ran down my spine. I hugged myself as George stopped for a minute to make sure I was okay.

(God do you know how weird that sounds out of context!?)

He then proceeded until I felt freezing on the inside out. My body went limp and I fell to my knees. Washington ran over to help me up but little did he know I was used to this. Yeesh, you're body is still hard to control. Sh-shut u-up, I'm f-freez-zing! I'm not. Good ol' body heat. Anyways.

(So here's the catch. This next part is gonna be weird. So, italics is narrative, bold is KG3's thoughts,  and normal text is Alexander's thoughts. lez go!)

~THIRD PERSON!~

Standing up (quite wobbly mind you) he looked ahead of himself. The world was a mix of grays and blacks. Jeez, no wonder you're so mean. All we can see is gray. Yeah well, welcome to my world. With a bit of effort he looked up. "I did it!" Little did he know the others were terrified. His eyes were red again. "What?" He asked. "Um," Burr said. "Are your eyes supposed to be red?" "Oh right, that." He said. Stupid demon quirks. How did I end up a demon anyways!? Boy, I wonder.

"Okay, first we're going to test you with something simple." Angelica rummaged in the box. What is this, dog school? I'm not a...dog... Angelica held up a bone. It looked like.. mouse. "Um, I don't think he should be drooling." Burr said. There was hunger in his eyes and he could only imagine who killed it. Who ate it. Who had the pleasure of raw meat, of warm blood in their mouth. George.... without thinking he lunged at Angelica, who dodged and dick-kicked him. Growling and whimpering in pain, he started seeing red, and lunged at her again. 

But this time he was met with a face full of water.

"AHHH MY HAIR!" and he fell backwards and hissed. There stood Peggy, army outfit in all, holding a big spray bottle. "STAND DOWN, OR BE SPRAYED!" she yelled, holding the spray bottle like a gun.

Almost immediately George let go of Alexander's body and retreated back into his mind. Though he was greeted with warmth once again, the quick change hurt, and he curled up in fetal position.

For some reason, still hissing like a cat.

"Wow, good idea." Maria said and high-fived Peggy. Alexander got out of fetal position and just lay on his side, facing the others. "What. The. Fuck." Alex said. Peggy just smiled and said "Well it worked!" Angelica, who was still breathing quite heavily from the attack, set down the bone and walked over to Alexander. "Alright, lesson 1 is gonna have to be control yourself." She said, crouching to Alexander's height. Alexander merely groaned and made a small thumbs up. Everyone laughed, and eventually he joined too.

But boy was this gonna be a long week.