Hello and welcome to United World! So this has been a work in progress for a while but is probably one of the ongoing stories that I've been writing that has gotten me super pumped! So serveral pieces of information about this story: 1. This will not be a regular update (but then again which one of my stories are!), and will most likely just be updated when I finish up a chapter or when I have a super sweet heartwarming review. 2. This does contain some Nyotalia! character so the names are as follows: Kiki (female Japan), Alfred (America), Madeline (female Canada), Gwen (female Prussia), Ivan (Russia), Liv (female Norway), Arthur (England), Chiara (female Romano), Chun-Yan (female China), and then Antonio and Francis (Spain and France respectively). 3. This is after the first Avengers movie, with a little bit of changes for the shake of the story. 4. There will be 2p!s in the story. And I think that's about it, if I think of anything else you need to know I'll make sure to inform you. I don't own Hetalia or Avengers however I do own this story line. Please enjoy the read and I apologize for an grammar mistakes or any other errors you find in this story. Oh there are also some minor character but I'm pretty sure you'll catch on to who they are as the story goes on, you know context clues and all that. And last thing, I swear, if there are any small parts that you'd like to be featured in the story please do share!

Chapter 1
It's Been a Week

It had been a week since the alien invasion on New York City, and the avengers had all moved into a newly named Avengers Tower. It'd been a week since the Russian Mafia had alluded the police again and had a member board a boat to America. It'd been a week since a new video game had come out, advanced for its time selling a million dollars' worth on the very first day. It'd been a week since a tiny, yet popular cafe just outside of New York had opened up. It'd been a week since America's 'best' fire fighter had moved to the outskirts of New York. It'd been a week now since a drunken man had gotten hit by a car and walked away perfectly fine. It'd been a week now since a lead singer had retired from her band and moved to New York. It'd been a week now since a famous artist came to New York for an art show. And it'd been a week since a covert operator of SHIELD had gone missing on a mission.

As much as none of these events seemed connected, Director Fury, of SHIELD knew better. And now before the man lay seven pictures of seven very different individuals. Seven individuals Fury had known quiet well a few years ago. Seven individuals who had each been a part of SHIELD just a few years ago. Seven individuals who were part of a team much like the avengers. And seven individuals who Fury was about to convince to become part of SHIELD once more.
"You should probably recruit those two first seeing as how they never officially left in the first place, sir," Maria Ross interjected as Fury was mulling over the seven pictures. "True, it seems I will have to visit them myself since agent Coulson almost died," Fury sighed. Coulson, who had been nearly killed trying to retain Loki, had been close to the team of mutants, or closer than any agent in SHIELD had been, besides his partners who were MIA, and had monitored the team. "Shall I get a plane ready for you, sir?" Ross asked. "Perhaps a car would be better," Fury replied, from the table he grabbed a file with a Japanese girl on the front.

Kiki Honda sat at her computer desk in blue short shorts and a blue spaghetti strap, playing the game she had designed. She even amazed herself, looking at the detailed graphics to the sound effects that echoed in her room. She watched as her tiny character fought off another solider with her power when she saw something pop up in her private chat box with the rest of her friends.

Pasta: Ve~ you did a great job with the game Kiki!

West: I must agree on this one, great work Kiki.

Kiki smiled at the two PMs from two of her best friends. Feliciana and Ludwig had known her since she was a kid and accepted her even after they had learned about her secret.

Katana: Thank you very much, Feli-chan, Ludwig-kun, I hope that you're having fun.

Kiki's head shot up from her game when she heard a knock at her door. Strange, she hadn't been expecting anyone, not to mention out of everyone in her company only her boss knew her address. "Coming," she called quietly. She walked over to the door in her small apartment and opened it only to find herself looking up at a much taller and very familiar man. "Director!" Kiki squeaked, then she realized who she was addressing and the fact that she hadn't changed her clothes for awhile, absorbed in both programming and playing the game. The short, thin girl yelped and slammed the door shut.

"Agent Honda," Fury said on the other side of the door. "Just a minute," she cried back. The girl ran to her room quickly throwing on a frilly black shirt with a short black skirt along with a pair of tights underneath them. Then she yanked open the front door again to find the man still there, one of his eyebrows raised. "Would you like some tea?" she asked, smiling sweetly. "Of course," Fury smiled, Kiki had a skill at making others smiling.

The tiny teenager guided Fury into the messy house, to the dining table. "I'm sorry for the mess, please wait here I'll go put some water on," she said, walking back to the kitchen. Fury took a seat at the small table and looked at all the papers on it, wandering what his former co-worker had been up to lately. Then a few job proposals caught his eye. He picked up one, instantly knowing it was from the FBI, another one from the presidential office as a guard, then the navy, CSI, and countless other governmental agencies. Fury sighed, it was all his fault that the girl was even getting these and now he was here to recruit her once more.

Kiki walked into the dining room with a pot of tea and two steaming cups, each with a rose petal floating on top. "Here you are, Fury-san," Kiki said politely, she put the tray down and moved one of the cups in front of the director. "Thank you, Kiki," he responded. The sat for a few moments in silence, sipping their tea. "Fury-san, I would like to ask why you are here," Kiki muttered. "And I suppose that you would not believe me if I said I was just coming to visit an old friend?" Fury asked.

The Japanese girl of nineteen set down her cup of tea, "I don't think I would, Fury-san." Fury put a picture on the table and instantly the girl's breathing hitched. "I suppose you do remember him, even after these two years, yes?" Fury asked. "Of course," she responded, "I guess he has come back? But why can't your new team do this?" The girl was of course upset; it had been expected the moment he brought out the picture of the man who had killed her sister.
"Must I remind you that you never officially quit SHIELD, Agent Honda?" Fury sighed, he had hoped that he wouldn't have to remind her. "I know, but still!" Kiki sighed, rubbing her temples, "Are the others coming back?" "I was hoping that you could help me to convince them. Not to mention this case may take on a personal level," Fury replied, sipping his tea, as he put another picture in front of Kiki. Kiki sat back in her chair, her usually straight posture slouching for a few minutes as she thought. "Fine, I will help you, but only until this man is dead."

"I knew you'd say that, I will be back in an hour to pick you up, make sure you pack," Fury said. "Yes, Fury-san," Kiki said before politely showing her guest out. As soon as the man had disappeared behind the closed door, Kiki grabbed the closest thing (a glass cup) and slammed it against the wall shattering it into pieces. She fell down to her knees sobbing, and above her head a smiling picture of a Chinese woman looked down at her.

The next two would be very challenging, and Fury knew it. With how protective Alfred F. Jones was of his sister, Madeline Jones, it would not be an easy task. However, just like Kiki and all the other members these two would be vitally important to ensure the team succeeded, to ensure they beat that man once in for all. But if Fury could get Madeline Jones all by herself first, the task would take next to no effort. And perhaps Alfred wouldn't put up much of a fight after Fury told him Kiki was already in on it.

Fury parked his black van outside the small cafe 'The Maple Leaf' and entered the tiny building. It had opened up just last week by one Madeline Jones, and word had spread all over New York City of the famous pancakes cooked there. Pancakes that Fury had longed for ever since the team had disbanded. The trouble would be focusing on his real intent after tasting the pancakes after so long. Once he entered the restaurant he caught sight of his target, since the place still hadn't opened up for the day, Madeline was talking to one of her co-workers when she caught sight of him.

She muttered one more thing to her co-worker in her soft voice before going over to Fury. "Excuse me, but sir the restaurant will not be open for another few minutes," she whispered. "Perhaps then you will allow me to get right to the point, Agent Jones," Fury replied, making sure to keep his voice down to a soft level so none of the other workers heard. "Outside, please, then I'll listen, eh," Madeline muttered, she walked towards the door, taking each step gracefully as though gliding across the floor.

Once they reached Fury's car Madeline stopped and turned to face the man. "What do you want, eh?" Madeline asked in a much harsher voice than Fury had ever heard from her besides the time he had given her a mission in the middle of a hockey game. "I want your help again, Agent Jones. I am getting the old team back together; Agent Honda has already agreed. He has started to pop up more and more, I cannot say that the Avengers will be enough to handle him. Not to mention my top operative has been captured, someone you know very well in fact, and my sources tell me she hasn't been turned," Fury responded.
Pain flashed in Madeline's eyes at the thought of the man and her existence began to fade out slightly, she noticed and halted her power. "You expect us to fight against the one who took Chun-Yan and Francis and Toni. They were more experienced than all of us and they lost to him," the 20-year old's hands were trembling and her eyes were beginning to water. "Madeline, I'm sure that with the help of your team and the avengers this man can be taken down once and for all, and many more lives can be saved," Fury said.

"I-I will help you with this, as long as Kiki agrees to continue and Alfred agrees, if either of them quit then I will too, eh," Madeline reluctantly said after a moment of hesitation. "Now then, we should go pick up Kiki after you pack, and we can also use that time to talk to Alfred," Fury said, motioning to his car. "Let me go tell my chef that I won't be there today," Madeline said, her soft voice returning to normal from rising a few moments ago.

It was only a five-minute drive to the tiny cabin that Madeline and Alfred lived in. The place itself was hidden from the road by a big clump of trees that shaded the whole area. Outside the cabin was a small garden of flowers that brightened up the wooden cabin. As the car pulled up Alfred opened to door, looking to see who had arrived. A hamburger was halfway shoved into his mouth as he held a glass of orange juice in one hand.

When the car stopped his eyes instantly lite up once Madeline came out of the passenger side. But for the first time in his life Alfred spat the hamburger onto the ground in surprise and hate when Fury stepped out of the other side. "Maddie! What are you doing with him?" Alfred growled, glaring at Fury. With inhuman speed Alfred ran, standing in front of his sister protectively. "Agent 'America' it seems you haven't changed a bit," Fury growled, Alfred had been one of the only people on the team who had gotten on Fury's bad side, acting almost like he was another Tony Stark with the way he had acted at one point.

"Don't call me that!" Alfred growled. "Al," Madeline put a comforting hand on his shoulder, "Fury wants us to go back on the team." In an instant, Alfred F. Jones was holding Fury a few inches off the ground by the collar of his shirt. "Al! Let him down! Look Kiki's already agreed, and I don't think that we could talk her out of it. We can't let her go in alone on this," Madeline begged her brother. Alfred tensed at Kiki's name and dropped Fury to the ground again. "We're trying to take down him again aren't we?" Alfred asked in a hushed voice before he sighed.

"If Maddie and Kiki both insist on doing it, then I have no choice as the hero! Come on let's go pack Maddie, Fury you have to wait out here," Alfred sped his sister away so they could both pack. Fury had thought that Alfred had given up the whole idea of being a hero but it almost seemed like he had been waiting for this offer again.

And so Fury found himself in a car ride with two twenty year olds, despite his protest Alfred sat beside him while Madeline was in the back. Loud music shook the car as they pulled up to Kiki's place, ten minutes late. The small teen was outside with two suitcases in either hand watching for the car. As the car stopped Alfred basically jumped out running straight to Kiki and hugging her. The Japanese game designer instantly blushed, trying to wiggle out of the elder's grip. "A-Alfred-san! My personal space!"