Hamilton One-shots

Poly gang Au

(My drawing btw)

Alex's POV

Me and my gang were hanging around. Yes. I was in a gang. Not many people knew my identity in the gang. They called me the doll maker or the right hand man.

We're a rather peaceful gang, we keep peace within our district of New York. No robbers, no kidnapping, like I said PEACE.

We do have enemies like the Redcoats and the SMDR's. (I think that's how you spell it)

Either way... We were sitting down when Washingdad called us for a mission. We were going to infiltrate a Redcoats base, where they supposedly hid a large drug supply.

I nodded and headed out to get ready. I put on another mask, my mission mask.

That's why they called me the doll maker, I make my own custom wooden masks. The one that I was wearing today looked like a black sugar skull with bright neon designs.

It had a soft carved smile.

One of my finest creations, if I had to say so myself.

I pulled my gun out of the my pocket. It was originally a black hand gun, but over time I'd customized it. It had many colorful dots and decorations on it.

Once I had made sure I had it I headed to the doors of the hideout.

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I was sitting on a box when John came out. (John: I'm GAY!)

I made a peace sign at him as my legs dangled below me. Why do we have boxes of drugs if no one uses them?

I voiced my question out loud and in return he pulled out a pack of who knows what and offered it to me.

I crinkled my nose "Not like that!" I cried "I don't do drugs." I added.

He shrugged and put the packet away.

Washingdad walked over. "They pay for our expenses." He spoke in a neutral tone. He gestured to John to give him the who-knows-what-powder.

John tossed him the small packet, with a bored expression. He then proceeded to comb his messy hair with his fingers.

As the other people gathered Washington walked us over the plan. This was going to fail so bad.

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We had surrounded the hideout and now were in the process of getting into the actual base.

Not surprisingly as soon as we tugged on the front door it opened.

I didn't bother pulling out my gun as I walked in. If the others saw me doing this then they'd believe that it's safe, and that's just what I was going for.

The others followed me in as we slowly got to the middle I brought my gun out. It wasn't loaded obviously, but it would be enough for my team to believe.

As we inspected the area, the Lobsters attacked. They all wore black unlike their name it was impossible to tell who was who.

A man knocked my gun out of my hand and held an actually loaded gun to my head.

I feigned surprise. The man shoved me towards a man dresses in a vibrant red cloak and animal fur.

I rolled my eyes. 'Let's get this over with.' I stumbled towards the man. The man- King George as he liked to call himself chuckled.

He went on with a long speech about how everybody has to surrender or die. I rolled my eyes once again. And then a gunshot.

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Chill! I'm not dead.

I rolled my eyes from my sniper position. I watched as my body slumped down and blood pooled over on the floor. My job was done.

No. I did not kill myself. While the king was busy yapping I had shot all the guards.

I whispered a count down into my headset, "3- 2- 1-"

All but two guards slumped down. Good. The tranquilizer was working, and my job was done.

"You're clear." I whispered into my headset again.

The man turned his gun to the king and shot the him.

Well I had nothing else to do so I went and got Starbucks.

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I walked into our base. The two men who were part of my plan where sitting on the couch faced me while Washingdad and John paced around the room.

I peaced them and sipped my coffee.

"What are we going to do? Who are we going to replace him with?"

"Woah, woah, woah!" I intervened "Why are you replacing me?" Every body turned to face me. I made another peace sign towards them.

"Hey babes' got your fav coffee." I said giving it to Hercules and Laf. (Aka the people who were in the red coats group)

"How are you alive?!" John cried out.

I shrugged "I have my ways..."

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Hello random people that decided to read this! Anybody that requests something has a 75% chance of it being answered and me writing it. Unless I can't or it has smut. Tell me the ship and Au or whatever you request and I'll get back to you.

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 R-bucks! (I made this joke and it's terrible.)

                                                                              -Matthew (he/him)

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(That's not my real name, but please call me that. I'm trying out male names.)