Ace: Welcome to Do You Know Who I Am? This will star a country, but I won't say which one (yet). The only clue to her identity (other than the fact that she is a female or her physical appearance) is that she has not appeared in the anime, manga, or web comics yet. For this chapter, she is called "?".

The title refers to the character's question throughout the story.

I apologize for any OOC characters.

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia: Axis Powers or Hetalia World Series.

Chapter 1: Who am I? Part 1

?

Blackness surrounded me. I couldn't see my surroundings, but I felt sunlight on my skin. My mind was murky, and I couldn't really keep my thoughts straight.

Sighing, I tried to clear my thoughts. But that's when panic occurred.

I don't know who I am? What kind of sick joke or prank is this? And who did this to me? If and when I find them, I will kill them.

I heard voices and the wind rustling through some grass. Well, whoever/whatever I am, I needed to wake up. Now.

My eyes fluttered open. Yawning, I slowly got up-

And almost crashed my head into Japan's.

Ow! Japan needs to be more- Wait, I know his name?! How do I know his name, but yet don't even know who I am?! That's insane!

I looked up again. Japan stared back at me, and I knew that I didn't make a mistake when I remembered his name.

Maybe Japan knows who I am! I'll go ask him.

Before I could open my mouth to ask my question, I heard someone say, "Yo, Japan!"

I sighed. America could be so weird at times...

Wait, I know him too?! How?! This is getting stranger by the second!

America jogged up. Japan looked at him. "I found this girl, and she just woke up."

I nodded. "I don't know who I am, America."

Both of them looked stunned. "You don't know who you are?" Japan asked curiously.

I shook my head, and noticed that I had long black hair. "I don't. I'm sorry..."

Japan looked concerned. "It is alright. We'll find out who you are soon. Yet you do look familiar… Although I cannot put my finger on it…"

"Yeah. Same here. Are you hungry?" America asked suddenly. He grabbed a cheeseburger from a bag he was carrying and handed it to me. I took it and ate it without a second thought. Apparently, I was very hungry. The fact that I didn't realize that before now depressed me a bit.

"You must have selective amnesia," Japan stated quietly. "That explains how you know us and that America's cheeseburgers are fit to eat.*"

America nodded. "All right! Let's help her, Japan! Wait, I have a question."

"Yes?" Japan responded. I sat up and looked at America.

"What's amnesia?" America asked, looking very confused.

I stifled a laugh while Japan sighed and began to explain the condition to his friend. "It's where you can not remember anything, America. Let's take her to the UN Headquarters and see if we can find someone to help her remember who she is." Japan reached his hand out, and I grabbed it. He helped me up, and I let go of his hand. Japan turned. "Let's go." He walked off.

America did a fist pump. "All right! Time for me to be a hero!" He followed Japan.

America can be so weird, I thought as I began to follow the two countries. But will I find out who I am? And if I do, will I find out who did this to me? And will he explain how I knew this guys, yet how they don't know me?

Ace: She will find out... Eventually.

I have an idea on what the character looks like, and she'll describe herself next chapter. (Because I had no clue how to weave it in)

Speaking of which, I have no idea what 'name' I want to give her, name meaning what the other countries call her. I am open to any suggestion for a temporary name, and I'll announce it next chapter. If none are given, I'm going to call her Amy or something like that.

Notes:

* He's probably thinking of England's cooking… Can't say that I blame Japan at all…

I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please read/review/subscribe. Thanks.

Ace