Chapter 1: A Family Divided

Hello, Mason Jones-Kirkland at your service, or if you want to be more formal, I'm Massachusetts. I'm one of the eldest states. The only state to maintain my grandfather's British accent. I suppose part of our beginning as American states did start with me. Dumping tea in Boston Harbor in 1767, dressed as American Indians, with my father, Alfred when I was just a child, did in fact make Grandfather angry. The Revolutionary War was definitely a sight. I remember, one by one my father would take my siblings & I back to his home in America, soon leaving Grandfather alone in England. My siblings began talking different, sounding rather odd at first. We all quickly evolved into different cultures of our own. Later, more siblings came along 24 of us all together. Life couldn't have been better, at least, that is until April 12, 1861...

"Nate, what are you doing up there? It's not like something's gonna happen." A blonde girl about Nathaniel's age replied.

"Well, you can never be too careful. What if there's a bear out here or, something? Somebody's gotta take care of it. I'm not sure what kind of territory that Sasha's got out here, Ron." Nathaniel, a scruffy, brown haired boy with green eyes remarked.

"Just don't get yourself killed." Ronnie teased.

"Funny. Go get some sleep, then." Nathaniel ordered.

"Alright, I'll be back to check on you, big bro." She said before walking back to her tent.

"Ah, she's got somewhat of a point, but I'm not gonna tell her that. Might as well, just kick it here for the night." Nathaniel yawned before falling asleep. But, little did he know the rebels were approaching.

"Stay down." A brunette girl whispered to her troops as she climbed a tree to get a better view of the Union camp site. The girl motioned for the troops to ambush the camp.

Nathaniel awoke to sound of gunfire. He started ringing the warning bell.

"Nate!" Ronnie exclaimed as she & all the soliders ran out of their tents firing rheir guns at the enemy. She ran towards the tree Nathaniel was in only to see he was no longer there. "Nate! Nate!" She cried. Suddenly, something grabbed a hold of her ankle. She gasped, but was relieved to see it was her brother, she suspected that he fell out of the tree, that is until she saw him holding his side.

"Ronnie, go & tell the others about what happened." Nathaniel ordered.

"Not without you!" Ronnie cried.

"You've got to, I'll slow you down. That's an order. Tell Dad, Mase, anyone who'll listen. Just go, now!" Nathaniel exclaimed.

Ronnie hugged him, tightly, before running back to the northern part of the country.

Nathaniel sighed as soon as she was out of sight. He fell to the ground, feeling weak. Suddenly, there was a pair of boots before his face, he looked up & he couldn't recognize the face because of the darkness of the night. "Take this one prisoner & whoever else is left." A familiar voice ordered.

"Sasha?" Nathaniel muttered before passing out.

"No hard feelings, big brother." Sasha remarked.

"Hey! Dad! Mase! Penny! Risa! Anybody?!" Ronnie cried as she pounded her fists on the door to their home.

"Ronnie? What's wrong? I thought you were in South Carolina with Nate." A blonde headed girl asked after she opened the door.

"Where's Dad, Penny?" Ronnie asked.

"He left for D. C. this morning." Penny answered, "I'm waiting here for Mase, we're heading there, too. The whole family's meeting there."

"I think, I'll join you two then." Ronnie replied.

"Alright, the more the merrier!" Penny stated as a wagon rolled up.

"Come along, Penny. Ronnie? What on earth happened to you? I thought you were with..."

"...I'll explain later. Right now, I'm going with you to D. C." Ronnie remarked.

"Alright, then." Mason said as they all climbed into the carriage.

"Mason, Penny! Great you're here, little dudes, now we can get things... Ronnie?" Alfred said with almost a look of terror when he saw her.

"Dad, I have some news..."

"... I was hoping that they were lying. You being here, without Nate. Just confirmed my fears." Alfred said.

"So, you know about, Nate?" Ronnie asked.

"He was taken hostage, yes. Come inside, we're meeting the new boss about all this." Alfred muttered.

Ronnie followed her father inside, all the seats of the United States were full, except for one. Ronnie sighed at that fact, then took her seat beside her older sister, Risa. "I have brought all of you here for one reason. Last night, we received a letter from the Confederates claiming that they have in custody, your brother, Nathaniel. And, the fact that we lost a numerous amount of soldiers in South Carolina, leaves me with no other choice. We must go to war with the confederates to protect our people." President Lincoln remarked. Alfred hung his head, Penny held her father's hand, for comfort.

"Dad, looks awful." A girl with dark hair, green eyes & glasses whispered to one of her sisters as she pushed up her glasses.

"I agree, Issy. Poor, Daddy." Risa whispered.

"Dad, we'll get Nate, back." Mason replied.

"I'm not concerned about that. I just..." Alfred said before walking out of the conference room.

"We need a game plan, guys." Ivy, a blonde haired, green eyed girl remarked.

"We don't know where they're even keeping, Nate." Ronnie stated.

"But, we do. Here's the letter the confederates sent." Mason replied as he laid the letter on the desk.

"The confederates? Mason, they're our siblings." Risa remarked.

"Yes, well they are also our enemies for the time being. If you see them as something other than that, you'll end up like Nate, or worse. I don't mean to sound rash, but this is the predicament we're in, right now." Mason snapped.

All the sisters nodded, even though they hated the idea of fighting a literal war against their siblings.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia. I only wish I did. Ronnie, Sasha, Risa, Ivy, Isabelle, & Penny all belong to my bestie, Lilia x Undertaker