I Don't Own Hetalia or Liberty's Kids
warnings: Some of this is a little OOC, and also I'm changing some characters for this twisting story. Something most of you consider 'not canon related'. I'll fill in the gaps as I go along. Don't be afraid to ask if something confuses you. James/Sara is in this Fanfic. If you don't like, don't be mean, flames will be used to keep me from getting a Cold in the summer. XD
Prologue
James Hiller
"Are you sure about this Native America?" asked a deep male voice, a female sigh was his response.
"I don't know Rome, I just don't know." the raven haired girl looked down.
"He needs a life away from all this fighting, they are busy, there is no room for just an island." it was a new female tone, her skin was tan like Native America's, only she was dressed like an Egyptian.
"Egypt, we all know this, with what is coming up, the boy needs to be safe. Even if the home we gave him now is gone and his adoptive parents killed." Rome told her, there was a sigh.
"I know for a fact that this boy needs to be away from all this, but soon he will find out. Weather we try to prevent it or not." this voice was light and female.
"Yes, I know, but still, the war that's coming is not place for this boy to grow up in. Let him live a normal life, chasing dreams as a human for a while." Native America sighed, "I wanted my boys to be raised like that." she frowned. Rome put a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"We've all seen this coming, we shall need to give the boy a different view, until the time is ready for him to be a representative." she said, everyone nodded.
"Give him a new look, and please cover the eye brows." there was a scoff of amusement in the dark room. Some chuckles also.
"What name shall we give him?" asked a women with long blond hair and bright green eyes.
"James Hiller."
Duh Duh DUUUUUHHHHH XD R&R for more.