Ok.. what is happening (a Hamilton fanfic)

The world was wide enough

[Male Company:]
One two three four

"Oh no. It's the duel!!" "If you don't shut up Jefferson I will kill you in the most painful way possible." (One of you people commented this on the last chapter...you know who u are.) hercules turned towards him and threatened.

[Full Company (except Hamilton and Burr):]
Five six seven eight nine
"Oh god."

[Burr:]
There are ten things you need to know
"What?"

[Company:]
Number one!

[Burr:]
We rowed across the Hudson at dawn
"Why did the duels always take place at dawn?" Burr asked himself.
My friend, William P. Van Ness
"Oh! I remember him!" Jefferson said excitedly.
signed on as my

[Burr and Company:]
Number two!

[Burr:]
Hamilton arrived with his crew:
Nathaniel Pendleton and a doctor that he knew
"I remember him as well!" "SHUT UP!" Next to them Chris chuckled at the childishness of Thomas Jefferson. He had of course been informed by Lin that he would sit next to the real life founding fathers. Y/N however, did not know that Chris was sitting in the audience. Everything was perfect for the surprise.

[Company:]
Number three!

[Burr:]
I watched Hamilton examine the terrain
I wish I could tell you what was happ'ning in his brain
"What were you thinking?" Hamilton shrugged in response.

This man has poisoned my political pursuits!
"I did not!"
"Yes, you did, Alex. Calm down." John tried.

[Company:]
Most disputes die and no one shoots!
"Yet, of all the three duels we now have seen, Simone always gets shot." "Jefferson!" "What?" "I will kill you...slowly." Hercules let out between gritted teeth.

Number four!

[Burr:]
Hamilton drew first position
Looking, to the world, like a man on a mission
"Ok..?"

This is a soldier with a marksman's ability
The doctor turned around so he could have deniability
"I've said if before, and I will say it again: that is very smart."

[Company:]
Five!

[Burr:]
Now I didn't know this at the time
But we were

[Burr and Philip (Hamilton):]
Near the same spot (Near the same spot)
Your son died, is that why (My son died, is that why)
"Oh my god!"

[Company:]
Six!

[Burr:]
He examined his gun with such rigor?
"Probably was." Hamilton said quietly.
I watched as he methodically fiddled with the trigger
"Make sure you don't shoot yourself before the duel even begins." Jefferson chucked and ducked under a punch from Hercules.

[Company:]
Seven!

[Burr:]
Confession time? Here's what I got:
My fellow soldiers'll tell you I'm a terrible shot
"And yet you hit me in the middle of my ribs!"

[Company:]
Number eight!

[Burr/Hamilton/Ensemble men:]
Your last chance to negotiate
Send in your seconds, see if they can set the record straight
"I'm guessing that didn't happen."

[Burr:]
They won't teach you this in your classes
But look it up, Hamilton was wearing his glasses
Why?
"Because I have terrible eyesight Aaron Burr, sir."
If not to take deadly aim?
It's him or me, the world will never be the same
I had only one thought before the slaughter:
"It was hardly a slaughter."