AN: Before we get started, I would like to point out that I am going off my head cannon. To put it in terms you can understand, it's about the land bridge between Siberia (Russia) and Alaska (technically an American state in Canada). Basically it's based off the idea that the first native Americas came from Russia. So in my head cannon, Russia's sister was native America and in turn, makes him America's/Canada's uncle. Because of this, and the fact America and Canada will be raised by Russia, their personalities will most likely by VERY different from Papa's work. Also, the Nordic Vikings will pop up in this story for historical sake but will have very little effect on the story at hand.

Also, please note I got all the science/geographical stuff from my dad and this website ( 061polar/ ) the rest is peer speculation based off of old history books.

I own nothing except the OC native America will only show up for a few flash backs and the very beginning.

The P: and the T: you will find though out the story mean the pronunciation and the translated of said word.

Just a side note if anyone is interested, Algoma is a popular Native American name meaning valley of flowers. I might also change America's and Canada's human names because as they stand, there to English sounding.

Can we get this started now? This whole AN thing is never annoying.

-11,000 years ago- (give or take)

Algoma was very small when she was first born. She was born at the end of the ice age and lived with her big brother Russia (although at the time he was known by other names). She was told she had other siblings, but never got a chance to meat them. Unlike the rest of her family, she had black eyes and black hair, she would tan instead of burn, and she never spoke. At the time, she was to young to do much so she was often left in the care of the people who inhabited the land near the coast, saying she would grow up to be strong and mighty if she knew her people and land.

Her life went on like this for many generations. The people who she was left with had stopped thinking of her as someone else's daughter, but started caring for her as there own, even if she never grew or spoke.

One day, her caretaker came home yelling about the last chance at the bridge. Quickly they grabbed what little stuff they had and headed out to what Algoma had always known as the новый шанс мост (P: novyy shans most) (T: new chance bridge). Many people were crossing the land bridge in hopes of a new chance, away from the cold. Her caretakers had the same idea.

Upon reaching the place she swore she would never cross was like a dream were you don't know how it will turn out. Algoma knew if her family caught wind of this, she would have hell to pay. But this was the last chance to cross the bridge to the land she'd seen in her dreams. If she didn't go now, surly she would die.

Either way, its not like she had much say in the matter, her caretaker adjusted his grip and headed out to the ever-sinking bridge. The last people to cross the bridge and make it out alive were Algoma and her caretakers.

The Russian house was in panic, it had taken them a week to notice that Algoma was missing. Over the years, they noticed how close the caretakers had become of Algoma, always reluctant to let her visit every 6-7 days. And when she did not show up that week, they became worried and almost immediately found that the family had taken Algoma across the bridge. Unfortunately the land had been cut off by then and had become imposable to travel across. Their only hope was that she had reached the other side.

Many generations had past since Algoma had first come to the new land. Her caretakers had long since died and she was left to another family who only knew that she would not grow.

But despite what had been told, she did indeed start to age, if only by a little. She learned to talk, but not in Russian, instead in her own tongue, even though it would often vary though the tribes.

Eventually she left the care of the family and settled herself along one of the great lakes. Falling into an easy pattern of hunting, fishing, and settling disputes between tribes.

But not all was well, she had noticed large canoes (ships) off the bank of one of her many islands. She was obtaining able to bat them away but she soon fell to ill to fight. She travelled to her lands best healer who told her that she was with a child (pregnant). Her healer knew that Algoma was different from the others, so she told Algoma that her children will take a very long time and that she must prepare for the worst.

Soon, one of the canoes landed on her banks, Algoma went to meat them and offered food and shelter. Among the men on the ship, the one she was director to was a blond, spiky hair man with a bubbly attitude. Although they could not communicate though words, Algoma got her point across showing the men to a place were they could stay and hunt.

A few generations, and the men had started packed ship and headed out to sea again. During that time spend with what are now know as the Vikings, she and the man who she had first been introduced to, became very close friends and she had even gotten to learn bits and peaces of his language. But once he left, it was all lost.

Soon Algoma became very ill, she knew her time was coming to an end, so she called out for help from the spirits. She begged them to contact her brother for help, she knew her children couldn't survive on their own so she begged them to gather many countries and tell them of the new world. Unfortunately, she would not live to see her wish come true.

Algoma condition worsened and she knew it was now or never. For her children's sake, she traveled to the healer and asked to have her children now.

Before the night was up, and she closed her eyes for the last time, she held 2 small nations in her arms begging the sprit of the snow to protect them and guide her brother to them. Algoma told the healer to put the two nations into the field of sunflowers closest to the north. It was the one place she knew her brother would find.

A year had passed since the twin's mother had died. And the rummers of a new land were well known though out Europe and the Asian. Once Russia caught wind of this he immediately thought of his sister who had disappeared though the land bridge all those years ago. Was it possible that she was the new land he had heard about? Not taking a chance to miss her, he quickly grabbed some stuff and headed out to the boats.

The trip wasn't to long, but it felt like eternity to Russia. As soon as he saw the coast, he ordered the captain to go faster. He could feel something was wrong with the land, it was splitting. Was something wrong with his sister? Once the boat got to shallow water, he jumped overboard, ran though the water and onto the land. He could smell sunflowers just behind the trees and proceeded to run in that direction. It took him an hour to find the sunflowers; it's amazing he smelled them in the first place, considering sunflowers had little smell. But these were so vibrant, so full of life, so unlike the ones that grew at his place.

Russia soon heard two small cry's coming from the field. He ran though the sunflowers until he came to the center of the field where he found two small, pale children rapped in dear skin.

Once Russia saw them, he knew they where his sisters. These two were the separated land he felt. His sister was gone, and in her place were these two children.

AN: did you like it? Please tell me what you think, and I'll change things if needed. Remember, no set update speed so the next chapter might take a wile.