Depersonification
Chapter 1: The Legend of Charles Kirkland
Yikes... my first fanfiction in THIS fandom. I'm nervous, y'all can be pretty crazy XD Just kidding, my forté is the Sonic the Hedgehog fandom and it doesn't get any crazier than that. They are HELLA hard to please let me tell you xD
WARNING: This story may SEEM like it's anti-Trump, but it isn't and it's NOT partisan. GIVE IT A CHANCE BEFORE CLICKING AWAY! I will not express my party affiliation or be bias towards one as that is not the purpose of this story. Both Conservatives and Liberals will be praised and condemned the same way. It's actually going to be quite comical tbh xD Bare with me guys, PLEASE! HE IS NOT THE FOCUS OF THE STORY!
Well anyway, hope y'all enjoy!
America didn't know when he became the joke of the entire planet, but he did.
It's crazy, y'know, how you can go from being the most powerful country in the entire world to the biggest jest the world has ever seen in a matter of months.
Actually, he was lying to himself, he knew EXACTLY why people weren't taking him seriously anymore.
If the ol' FDR was still here he would have to disagree with him on Pearl Harbor being THE "date which will live in infamy" thing. The day was certainly devastating, obviously, the scars were still quite visible on his body.
However, America feels that the day Donald J. Trump was elected should take the win for that phrase.
The guy STILL didn't know America existed, and it's already going to be a year since he was inaugurated back in January.
Alfred told Obama about it when he had checked into his home the prior week, and he scolded him.
"Alfred, no matter how painful it may be, he's your boss now. You have to make yourself known to him."
Alfred had NOTHING against the Republicans, he's never minded the candidates they endorsed, but MAN they took the fall on this one!
The Democrats weren't doing any better either, his homegirl Hillary was great as a Secretary of State but she was in too much trouble to be President.
Back to Trump though, if Alfred had a dollar for all the times Donald's called security on him, he'd have enough for five Disney World passes.
Like mentioned before, Trump didn't know who he was, so Alfred wasn't surprised that the peculiar President found it strange that he just barged into the Oval Office out of no where to collect some documents and leave.
Which is why Alfred currently found himself sitting across from the President with two secret service officers standing beside the nation.
"WHO ARE YOU!? And how are you getting in?" Trump demanded as he looked at the secret service officers.
The Secret Service knew of America's existence, and when they inquired why Alfred hadn't told Donald about his existence, he simply excused the question and threatened that he'd fire them if they exposed him.
Alfred wasn't usually this rude or snappy towards his citizens, but MAN Donald Trump was seriously bustin his chops here, NOTHING was good about this guy, NOTHING!
Trump looked at America expectingly, "Well! Are you a reporter? I clearly stated that I did not want to affiliate myself with CNN and their fake news!"
Alfred rolled his eyes intensely, fake news, PSH! His whole life was made up of fake news.
Alfred simply stood up and walked towards his desk, he didn't have time for this, the World Meeting was tomorrow and he needed to provide all the nations with a status report as to what his country has been up to.
"What are you doing?" Trump asked, completely indignified. "And why aren't YOU doing anything!? I'll have you fired!" he asked as he pointed at the officers.
The officers nervously glanced at each other and turned to Alfred with pleading eyes. Alfred ignored them and rubbed his chin as he glanced at Trump's paperwork: Muslim ban, the wall, eliminating DACA, appointing Betsy DeVos, removing Net Neutrality... UGHHHHH he was SO gonna get laughed at tomorrow.
He made a mental note to bring up Brexit tomorrow if England decided to get smart with him as he wrote down a few notes on his notepad.
Alfred nodded toward the officers and they quickly escorted him out of the office.
"Wait!" Trump exclaimed as he followed them. "WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT DID YOU JUST DO!? I demand that you tell me!"
Alfred stopped abruptly and turned towards him with a scowl, "If I tell you, you wouldn't believe me."
He crossed his arms and gave Alfred an offended look as the nation turned on his heel and headed out.
Sam, one of the Secret Service officers, sighed as they stepped out of the White House, "You are going to give him a heart attack one day America, why don't you just tell him?"
"If I tell him, he certainly WILL get a heart attack, and although I do want to get rid of him as a President, I certainly don't want the guy to die or anything," he pointed out as Greg, the other officer, nodded in understanding.
"It's too late if you tell him now anyway, he won't believe it this far into the Presidency."
Sam sighed in frustration, "But I'm tired of looking like an idiot in front of him! He's going to fire us!"
Alfred laughed, "Trump does not have that power, not while I'm here."
"So where are you headed now?" Greg asked as America turned to him.
"I agreed to meet up with Paul Ryan to organize what I'm going to present tomorrow."
"Aren't you supposed to do that with the President?"
"See Greg that's the wonderful thing about having three branches of government, if one branch sucks, just skrrt skrrt to the next," Alfred said as he slid off the stoop, receiving a chuckle from the officers.
"Well we better head back before the boss man really does fire us, it was nice seeing you Alfred," Sam said as Greg nodded.
Alfred bid his farewell as he headed toward his car, tomorrow was going to be a looonggg day.
"So as I was saying Greece, you really need to get it together economically if you want to remain in the European Uni- ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME!?"
Greece awoke from his nap and looked around, startled, "Huh?"
Germany rubbed his temples in frustration, "Never mind, we'll talk after the meeting."
France shook his head at the exchange, Greece was so in debt that it was affecting the entire European Union and no one had a clue as to how to get him out of it.
The World Meeting was being held in Germany, which meant that all European countries had arrived early, so Germany took it as an opportunity to address EU affairs.
"I still don't see why I have to sit in on any of this," England stated as he held onto his tea. "I'm not affiliated with you anymore."
"You won't last a day without the awesomeness that is the EU just admit it," Prussia taunted as England glared at him.
"Says the non-existent country, why are you even here?"
"Ohonhonhon, but Angleterre he is right. Your exit from the EU did not take me by surprise though, I called it, you're the black sheep of Europe and you always will be."
"No one asked for your opinion frog!"
"Please don't start fighting again," Austria groaned. "I woke up with a migraine and you're going to make it worse."
"Germany I'm hungry," Italy whined as he poked Germany on the shoulder.
"You just ate!"
"Yes but your German sausages didn't fill me up, I want some of that potato salad you're so good at making."
"Don't encourage the potato bastard! Or we'll be producing potatoes for the rest of our lives," Romano exclaimed as he pushed Spain off of him.
"Hello everyone!"
The European countries turned towards a beaming Russia being followed by the Asian countries.
"Ni Hao everyone, see, I told you I wouldn't be late this time," China said as he sat in his seat.
"I take it the Americas aren't here yet?" Japan asked as Germany shook his head.
As if duty called, America opened the door abruptly and stroke a pose, "HAVE NO FEAR! THE HERO IS HERE!"
The countries glanced at him but said nothing, they were all used to his "grand entrances" by now.
"No manches, con esta albóndiga bloqueando la entrada ni quien pueda entrar."
America indignantly turned and came face to face with Mexico, who was glaring at him with an angry look.
"I understood each and every word you just said you know, a high percentage of my people speak spanish," America stated. "I am NOT a meatball and I was NOT blocking the entrance!"
Mexico rolled her eyes, "If this is your idea of a 'wall' then your country really is headed down south! Ya ni la mueles!" she said as she pushed America to the side and headed towards her seat.
"C'mon Mexico that 'wall' thing was NOT my idea!"
Mexico dismissed him as she headed towards the Latin American countries, who had already settled in.
"Arguing with Mexico again, eh?" Canada asked from beside America. When did he get there? "Don't you ever get tired?"
"Shut up Canada this is all your fault!"
"My fault!?"
"Yeah! If you would have just let me move in to your country after the elections then maybe Mexico would like me more."
Canada pouted, "My country may be big Alfred but it isn't big enough to hold the entire American population you know that!"
"Yo Donald Trump and Justin Trudeau, are you two just going to stand there like a bunch of dolts or are we going to start the meeting?" Prussia inquired as Canada took his seat and America glared at him.
"Don't call me that," America threatened as he took his seat.
"Alright everyone, welcome to this month's World Meeting, as always, we'll start with status reports," Germany started as he fixed his paperwork. "We'll go by regions, since going by country would take too long. So let's start with Asia, China you have the word."
China stood up confidently as he eyed everyone, "Good morning everyone..."
America couldn't pay attention, he was biting his nails, this was the first World Meeting since Trump was elected and he KNEW he had to address everything the Trump administration had done for the past 12 months. The hard part was... he had NO WAY of defending his country out of this one.
"I would also like to remind those of you who are in debt with me to start paying up, for some of you are more in debt than others," China said as he glared at America.
America internally groaned, welp, China was certainly not going to get most of his money while this administration was in power.
"That is all, thank you."
"Thank you China, next is Africa, Egypt please take the stand."
America looked around and noticed England was raising an eyebrow at him.
America muttered a "what" in confusion and England stared at him, sending a message through his eyes.
Why do you look like you just squashed a bug? Did you do something?
America shook his head and dismissed him.
England.
America was never going to hear the end of it after he gave his status report, people in his country were already wishing that he'd never declared independence from England, which was a horrifying thing to say!
After Australia, Brazil who represented Mexico and the South American countries, and Canada spoke, Germany dropped the bomb.
"Next we have the United States of America, America please take the stand."
The countries who were either sleeping or bored out of their minds awoke out of their stupor to glance at America in amusement, it seemed like EVERYONE wanted to hear America's status report.
"Finally, I can start eating my popcorn, this is the part where the meeting gets interesting," Prussia whispered to Austria and Hungary.
America winced as he walked toward the podium, never in his life had he felt this way but... he did NOT want to speak.
For once in his 200+ years of living, America did not want to be the center of attention.
He cleared his throat and tugged on his collar, "Hello everyone. Nice day outside don't ya think?"
"Get to the point," England demanded.
"Okay okay, sheesh, well a lot has happened in my country this past year. Like for example, the drought in California is relatively over, that's good."
Mexico scoffed, "Tell them about the wall you're planning to make between your country and my country. And how YOUR beloved President tried to get ME to pay for it."
America shut his eyes and gritted his teeth, "I was getting to that Mexico. Thank you."
This wasn't fair! Why did ALFRED have to play devil's advocate? He had no way of defending Trump, and this was seriously ruining his country's image.
"You know what? I'm just going to list the things the Trump administration has done quickly, and no, I'm not going to go into detail about any of them," America started. "Trump is planning to build a wall to keep immigrants from coming into our country, he wants to protect our country from terrorists by not allowing Muslims to come in, he wants to remove net neutrality, he is eliminating DACA and DO NOT ask me why because I don't know..."
As America went on a rant of all the things Trump is planning and HAS done, the countries stared at him in shock. Even Prussia stopped eating his popcorn to listen attentively.
"There, that's it. Go ahead. Condemn me, berate me, I just want you all to know that I'm not proud of any of the things Trump has done either."
Nobody spoke. Nobody dared to.
"Aren't any of you going to say anything?" Mexico asked confusedly.
As if on cue, England stood up, he was staring at America in horror and his eyes were on the verge of tears.
"I-Iggy?" America nervously asked as he reached out for the older nation.
England put an arm over his eyes and ran out of the room.
America gaped at him, what did he do wrong?
"England!" America called out as he headed toward England, only for France to stop him.
"I think it's best if you leave him alone Amérique..."
"But what did I say!?"
"America, sit down. We'll talk to you after the meeting," Germany demanded as America turned towards him in utter confusion, but nevertheless complied.
"Alright then, I will present next in place of the European Union," Germany said as he headed toward the podium.
America couldn't concentrate, all he could think about was poor Iggy's face when he had finished his presentation. He had expected the English nation to tease him, not... this...
"That is all I have to say, thank you all for joining us. I adjourn this meeting at 1:00 pm," Germany said as he banged the podium with the gavel. "You are all dismissed except for America, the EU, Russia, China and Japan."
"Orale, now what did you do?"
America turned and noticed Mexico giving him a concerned look.
"I don't know! I'm just as confused as you are!"
"I would stay, but I agreed to meet up with Peña Nieto and his wife to eat tacos, I can bring you some when you get back if you want?"
That was the wonderful thing about Mexico, she always knew how to cheer someone up.
"Carne Asada! But I don't get it, why are you being nice to me all of a sudden?"
"I figured I should go easier on you since it's not really your fault Trump was elected," she said with a smile. "Good luck and I'll see you later."
As America nodded and bid his farewell, he was approached by Canada.
"Are you going to be okay?"
"NO!"
"America! Please take a seat," Germany said as the other nations waited for him. "I'm afraid you're going to have to leave uhhh..."
"Canada," Canada said. "Don't worry, I was just leaving."
"NO! Can Canada stay? He's my ride back!"
"America... you took a flight here..."
"Well Canada is my traveling buddy! Problem?" America said as he crossed his arms.
Germany sighed, "I guess it doesn't matter. Just take seat will you?"
America and Canada complied as the countries all sighed.
"So... who's gonna break it to him?" Prussia asked, receiving a punch on the shoulder by Hungary.
"I think France should. He knows the story better than the rest of us do," Spain suggested as France sighed.
"Would you be comfortable with that France?" Germany asked.
"It'll be hard, but I'm afraid I have no choice," France said as he turned towards the American.
"Amérique, we think you may be showing symptoms of depersonification."
England groaned as he threw his 5th bottle of rum on the floor, bollocks! Why him?
Was he THAT bad of a caretaker? Where had he gone wrong?
He had hoped this would never happen.
You see, America WAS NOT England's first colony.
No, he was his second.
He obtained his first colony when he was only merely 100 years old.
Charles Kirkland.
His pride and joy. The boy was smart and full of pride and life, England adored him.
As a caretaker, England wanted to make sure Charles had everything he needed, he didn't want to make any mistakes.
But he did. He did make mistakes, three to be exact.
1) He made the mistake of teaching him the art of conducting dark magic and summoning demons.
2) England was not there for him in his time of need when an oppressive leader had taken over him.
3) His BIGGEST mistake… he had given the boy his independence way too early.
In fact, Charles was the reason why England was so hesitant on giving America his independence, he was worried he'd turn out like HIM.
A complete lunatic.
It all happened in 1217. When things started going downhill.
Charles Kirkland had changed his name to Edgar Orwen, personification of the nation of Osthall.
The oppressive king that had taken over his country was abusive towards his citizens physically and emotionally, little did he know that he was hurting Charles along with them. He took away their rights, their freedom. The King dehumanized his people, and he depersonified Osthall, leading him towards UTTER insanity.
Flashback
England smiled as he noticed Charles sitting in the field of a green villa, and headed toward him.
"Hello Charles! What a pleasure to see you."
"It's Edgar, but I'll let it slide since you're Arthur," Osthall said as he smiled toward England.
"How are you doing chap? Is King Gratton still being a pain in the arse?"
Osthall snorted, "You have no idea. He was planning to burn all scrolls and cadex written by intellectuals. Ah censorship, oldest trick in the book for world domination."
England frowned, Osthall sounded strangely calm, "Are you sure you're feeling okay? Your people must be suffering."
Osthall laughed sadistically, "I wouldn't know, I don't feel their agony anymore. I'm immune to it, to their emotions. It's all numb to me."
England widened his eyes, "Osthall that's bad! You have to have some sort of connection to your people!"
England stopped, wait, hadn't he said that King Gratton WAS going to burn the cadex and scrolls? Did he change his mind?
"Wait, you mentioned Gratton HAD planned to implement censorship upon your country. Is he not doing it anymore?"
Osthall laughed bitterly, "Isn't it obvious Arthur? I KILLED him!"
End Flashback
Edgar had killed his own boss, the only time that had ever happened with any country.
Apparently he had summoned a demon and sent it to go kill King Gratton and his followers. He had sold his soul to the devil, and since he was a personification, the result was much worse.
His country became the home of witchcraft and genocide. Nobody believed in witchcraft until that happened.
And thus all the countries, including England, decided to stay away from Osthall.
Another HUGE mistake on England's part.
As time passed, Osthall grew stronger and more sadistic.
It came to the point where he became the second most powerful country in the entire world, after the Roman Empire.
The Roman Empire was furious and demanded for England to go tame him.
He had to destroy… what he had created.
And England tried, he tried... but one look at him reminded him of that little boy who ran through the fields and loved picking flowers to bring to the table.
Charles was his pride and joy... he couldn't fight him...
Osthall knew of this weakness, and used it to his advantage.
Flashback: Year 1300
"Osthall!" England yelled as he and a priest holding a bible and a cross walked through the dark corridors. "Osthall I know you're in here! Come out this instant!"
"Our father who art in heaven hallowed be thy name..." the priest prayed as England turned to him.
"You do know he's not going to come out if you keep praying right?"
"I'm aware Arthur, but I sense a tremendous ounce of evil in here. And I'm simply trying to prevent myself from being contaminated."
Edgar lived in a castle and it was not your typical gorgeous castle; it was dark, made of stone, and one could easily sense the amount of deaths that had taken place there.
England nodded in understanding and they both continued walking. "Osthall!"
"Put the book and the cross down, and maybe I'll grace you with my presence," a dark voice echoed, causing a chill to run up England's spine.
How is it that he was able to teach a young boy the art of Dark Magic yet he couldn't master it himself? It made no sense!
"I will do no such thing!" the priest called out. "These are sacred!"
As if on cue, a blast of cold wind flew through England and the priest, causing the book and the cross to fall from the priest's hands.
"Oh dear!" the priest cried, reaching down to pick them up, only for the book and the cross to light on fire.
England gasped, "Osthall! What is the meaning of this!? I did not raise you to be this cruel!"
Osthall laughed as he made himself visible from around the corner, "Oops, butter fingers. And of course you didn't old man, look at me, do I look like I was raised right?"
He cackled another one of his sadistic laughs as England angrily stared at him, "What happened to you?"
Osthall stopped laughing and his face became serious, "YOU happened you idiot! I wasn't ready for independence when you gave it to me! 'But Charles, I think you're ready' and 'You'll be fine Charles!' AND I BELIEVED YOU! I thought I was ready too, but then King Gratton came in and slowly picked away at each of my weaknesses. The guy would hurt my people, physically and emotionally, he took away their rights. He dehumanized them. Little did he know that he was hurting ME along with them! He dehumanized them, and he depersonified me! I needed help and when I asked you for reinforcements what did you do Britain? WHAT DID YOU DO!? NOTHING!"
"Charles I told you! Henry I and Henry II had me busy doing crusades I couldn't help it!"
"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" Osthall demanded as his grey eyes turned darker, "Do NOT call me that!"
"Osthall please..."
"Why are you here!? Let me guess, judging by the bible and the cross you're here to eliminate me of all evil?"
"We're just trying to help you..."
"IT'S TOO LATE FOR THAT BRITAIN! I DON'T WANT YOUR HELP ANYMORE AND TELL THAT STUPID ROMAN EMPIRE THAT HIS DAYS ARE NUMBERED, HIS YEARS OF GLORY ARE SLOWLY ENDING! Soon I will be the most powerful country in the entire world!"
England slapped him, he slapped the boy.
Osthall held onto his cheek and turned, not wanting to make eye contact with his former caretaker.
"Ugh... Britain I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me," Osthall muttered as he turned towards England with tears forming in his eyes.
That did it. England totally felt guilty at that point, "I'm sorry lad, I didn't mean to hurt you, but I just want to help. There's still time to fix this," England said as he held out his hand.
Osthall hesitated but slowly grabbed England's hand... tightly.
England confusedly looked up at Osthall and noticed that a sadistic smile was plasted on his face. He pulled in England close and whispered into his year, "I have a plan England. A plan to ruin all of you, and since I like you so much, I'll give you three key words. 1346. Black. Deadly."
And with that, Osthall pushed England toward the priest with a sadistic laugh.
End Flashback
THE BLACK PLAGUE! OSTHALL WAS THE ONE WHO STARTED THE BLACK PLAGUE! WHO WOULD HAVE GUESSED!
Apparently he and his citizens spent 40 or so years collecting rodents and poisoning them, leaving them to rot so that fleas can get attracted to them, he then let these rodents and their fleas lose in mid-Asia, causing one of the most deadly outbreaks in history.
When the Roman Empire found out that OSTHALL was the one who implemented the Black Plague, he decided to finally put his foot down.
It was time for the Roman Empire to invade Osthall.
Due to his genocides, Osthall had very few citizens and the Roman Empire knew what he had to do to get rid of Osthall for good.
And thus commenced the mass murdering of all Osthonians, the Roman Empire knew that without anyone to represent Osthall, Edgar Orwen would be no more.
But he didn't die.
He didn't.
And that's when England remembered their conversation, he had said that he felt no connection to his people anymore, that he was numb to their pain.
Depersonification. When a personification loses connection with their people but remain immortal. He was his own God... or Demon...
The Roman Empire was in shock when this happened. There he was, Osthall, laughing sadistically as the Roman Empire and England tried to piece together why he hadn't died.
It was then that Osthall began unleashing his dark magic upon the Roman Empire.
They called it the Battle of No Return, dark magic vs the Great Roman Empire.
This wasn't your typical war, Osthall wasn't a nation anymore, but he was still alive! It made no sense!
The Roman Empire... was defeated.
As the Black Plague continued to spread, the Roman Empire, as predicted, was counting down his days.
How could they get rid of a nation that wasn't a nation anymore?
By forgetting.
They had to eliminate Osthall from history, every nation's governments ordered history books to eliminate him from existence. They wiped him out of their world maps, their people never spoke of him. And as their people died, and never told their spawn about the history of Osthall's existence, he started dying along with everyone's memories.
Flashback
"I will be back you know," Osthall threatened as he coughed out blood.
His skin was pale, he was slowly fading.
England frowned and shook his head, "Goodbye lad, it really hurts me to do this," he said as he held up the last world map in existence that still contained Osthall. He was going to burn it.
"One LAST curse!" Osthall chanted as the whole room grew cold.
England grabbed onto a chair, holding onto the map for dear life.
"FOR NOW, I WILL LET THEM WIN! I WILL DIE! I WILL ONLY RETURN ON ONE CONDITION! IF ANOTHER COUNTRY SHOWS SYMPTOMS OF DEPERSONIFYING, I WILL COME BACK, AND I WILL SEIZE THEIR POSITION AS A NATION AND SWAP WITH THEM. THEY WILL DIE, AND I SHALL LIVE!"
"BURN ZE MAP!" France yelled as I snapped back to reality and quickly threw the map into the fire.
Osthall let out a cry of despair as he began flickering and just as quickly as he'd come… he was gone.
End Flashback
England to this day still couldn't understand what had gone wrong with that child. That innocent child...
Was he THAT bad of a mentor?
No one, obviously, spoke of Osthall ever again. England joined pirating soon after, and forgot all about the demented nation.
The piece of land that Osthall used to control was never touched, England doesn't even know if it was eaten up by erosion or something.
He vowed to never raise a colony ever again, but then that blasted Spain started conquering vast portions of the New World and England had no choice but to take action.
And that's when he met Alfred F. Jones, formerly known as Alfred Kirkland or New England.
He knew he wasn't going to commit the same mistakes he had commit with Charles, he was always there for New England, he told him ghost stories instead of teaching him black magic. He rocked him to sleep. And he MOST CERTAINLY didn't give him his independence.
But that certainly backfired.
When Alfred became America, England was concerned that he would one day turn out to be like Osthall... but he didn't.
He did well for himself, he eventually became the most powerful country in the whole entire world, WITHOUT black magic.
But things were going downhill, today's meeting proved that.
His first heartbreak depersonified and became a monster.
And now, the United States of America, his SECOND heartbreak, was slowly headed down that same path...
Cliffhanger on the FIRST chapter! I LOVE first impressions!
*gets tomatoes sent from Spain thrown at*
Tell me what you think! It all depends on you guys if I end up continuing!
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SPANISH TRANSLATION: Because yo girl speaks Spanish!
**No manches, con esta albóndiga bloqueando la entrada ni quien pueda entrar.**
T: You've got to be kidding me, with this meatball blocking the entrance there's no way anyone could get in.
**Ya ni la mueles**
T: Don't even bother or Don't even push it.
**Orale**
T: Dang.
Historical and Political References:
1. Trump's Presidency:
This is for those of you who aren't American. Donald Trump, before running for President, was a business man and a celebrity, making him the first individual with no political experience to run for President. You can make your own opinions about him, but the gist is that people either like him or hate him. He won over the electoral college but lost the popular vote. His approval ratings are very low and a bunch of hostility between both political parties is occurring which made him the perfect target for this story! ;) Heck I would have made Hillary Clinton my target if she would have won and all this tension was occurring with her. Anyway, I made sure to choose to list and address the issues most Americans disagree with. For example, tons of Americas, from the Democratic and Republican party alike, disagree with eliminating DACA or the appointing of Betsy DeVos.
2. European Union:
The EU is basically led by Germany, which is most likely why Hetalia always has him lead the meetings. France is also a prominent country within this Union. Without Germany or France, there is no EU, just the facts.
3. Brexit and Grexit:
Britain voted to leave the EU back in 2016 due to economic and migration reasons. The EU was suffering a serious economic crises even after the recession. You can somewhat place some of the blame on Greece, who was dealing with serious debt even when they joined the EU. Greece is STILL in debt even to this day, and who has to come in to save the day? Germany. So Germany along with other countries have been trying to assist Greece in relieving its debt, but it ain't working so well. Greece is considering switching their currency back to drachmas to assist its economic situation but in order to do that they have to leave the EU. Meanwhile, citizens in Greece don't want to leave the EU and are demanding Greece to lower their taxes and do something about the poverty of the country. Greece, of course, can't because of their debt.
4. Black Plague:
A disease outbreak that resulted in millions of deaths throughout Eurasia and Europe. It's peak was during 1346 to 1353. It is said that it was spread through a "bacillus called Yersina pestis" and it came into contact with people through infected flea and rat bites.