Hellooooo~ You are currently reading my first Hetalia fanfiction. Guess what? It's about (drum roll please) Philippines! She deserves a chance in the Hetalia world! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia. But Philippines is mine! Mwahahahaha! :D

October 20, 2010 *

Heartbroken families, destroyed homes, the sorrowful eyes of those who have lost hope. What has become of her proud nation?

Maria was crestfallen when she saw the devastation that surrounded her. Debris was everywhere and not one home was left undamaged. She couldn't bare to look at her citizens, who were grieving for the loss of their loved ones.

She was still in shock of how powerful the typhoon was. Philippines was a tropical country, leaving it prone to earthquakes and hurricanes. But this storm was able to leave here country in shambles. It was most likely the most strongest one they ever endured.

With 45% of her population earning less than $2 daily, the houses that have been lost may take a while to be restored.**

Maria fell to her knees and wept. If she only had a better economy, then would there be fewer houses would have been lost? Would more lives be saved? Would more people know about the storm and actually prepare for it?

All these 'woulds' and 'ifs' passed through her mind. But there was nothing she could do now. Over 10 Filipinos were dead and about 200,000 of her people were left homeless.

I may have failed. Maria told herself. As a person, a leader, and a nation. But I swear I will set things right. If I don't, then I don't deserve to to represent the Philippines.

January 24 2011

Maria looked out of the car window and smiled. They were recovering slowly but steadily. She was thankful for the Red Cross, they had taken care of the shelter and food that her people desperately needed. She spent most of her time caring for the children and collecting funds which would be used for the construction of the new houses. She hoped that they would be fine while she was away.

She was quite nervous actually. This was her first time attending the world conference. Who wouldn't be afraid to literally meet the rest of the world? But if attending it meant that she could become a better country, then she was all up for it.

Maria hated the reason she hadn't gone to it in the first place. It was rather selfish actually. After Japan invaded her, she went into hiding. Why? Because she didn't want anybody conquering her anymore. She couldn't stand the war and bloodshed that was bestowed upon her land. But most importantly, she didn't want to be betrayed.

Betrayed. It was funny how that word kept following her around. When she was still a toddler, Antonio had found her and took her to live with him. He was so caring, so gentle. He had even given her a name! It was everything the little girl dreamed of.

But she was dead wrong.

While she was living in his Antonio's household, she was well unaware of what he did to her people. He had treated them like dirt.

For over 300 years she had been oblivious to everything the Spaniard did. She was as happy as a clam living in his house, not having a care in the world and whatnot.

Then on one faithful day, fate decided that it was finally time to tell her the truth behind her caretakers' smiling face.

Flashback

She had been wandering around the house that day, having nothing to do, and stumbled upon her so called "fatherly figure" arguing about Philippines with his boss.

"Just sell her to America already, she is no longer of any use to us."

"B-but she thinks of me as her father! How would she react if I suddenly sell her to someone else? No quiero que mi hija me odia!" ***

"She's going to hate you eventually. When she realizes what we've been doing to her country behind her back. Besides, we already lost the war. We could use the extra money."

" P-pero-"

"It has already been decided, she will move to Alfred's house next week"

Footsteps started walking towards the door. Maria quickly scramble to her feet and rushed into her room down the hall.

He's been lying to me all along? Maria thought to herself, already on the verge of tears. I can't believe I trusted him! She buried her face into her pillow, feeling more pain then any teenage girl can possibly handle.

End Flashback

Not long after that, she had moved to America just as she had been told. She had a happy life there but was restrained. She felt like she needed more independence. Thus, the Philippine-American war begun. And they haven't spoken since then.

But that was nothing compared to when Japan conquered her. It was horrifying how the person she always looked up to had done such a cruel thing. He had sent her soldiers to a death march, had his soldiers rape her women, and gave a brutal and atrocious rule over the Philippines.

She hated how everyone she trusted, everyone she believed in, everyone she thought she knew so well, would soon betray her.

The realization cut through her like cold steel.

By the time Alfred saved her, Kiku had left a wound. An enormous one right in the center of her heart. One so big that she knew that it would take decades to heal.

The wound was healed now, but it left a scar. Maria still didn't forgive both Antonio and Kiku, she only forgave Alfred. The man hadn't done anything that bad. Besides, he had after all saved her from the Japanese occupation.

A few tears dropped from her eyes. She wiped them away, hating having to show such weakness. I better get my act together. She thought to herself. If this is how I'm gonna act now, then I can't even imagine how it would be like during the meeti-

The taxi suddenly stopped, pulling Maria out out her thoughts.

"Mawalang galang na?"****The driver said.

Maria wiped away the remaining tears and faced him.

"Yes?"

"Namin dumating sa paliparan." *****

Already? Didn't it take 2 hours to get to the airport? Has she really spent that much time thinking?

She paid the driver and thanked him before walking into the building. She sat down and patiently waited for her plane to started boarding.

Maria yawned as she got off of her chair. She was now in South Korea and had to board the next plane to New York in about 10 minutes. ******She stretched and started walking towards the now boarding airplane. When she got there, she plopped down into her oh so comfortable seat. This flight would take about 16 hours so it was probably a good time to take a nap.

She was just about to fall asleep when another person sat down in the seat beside her. She paid no attention to him and tried to sleep again. He better not bother me unless he wants his nose broken.

But then of course, he just had to do something that disturbed her. How did he disturb her?

Well let's just say that the first thing he said was: "Your breasts belong to me, da ze!"

*The beginning of this story takes place after the Philippines was hit by Hurricane Megi, one of the strongest hurricanes they ever faced.

** Just check Wikipedia people. It's the source to all your answers.

*** No quiero que mi hija me odia!= I don't want my own daughter to hate me!

****Mawalang galang na? = Excuse me?

*****Namin dumating sa paliparan. = We have arrived at the airport.

****** When you travel from the Philippines to the USA, you have to first go to either Japan or Korea. After that, you go to your destination.

You know, in every Philippines fiction I read, she would always forgive Japan and always considered Spain as her father. In my opinion, I think she should be kind, hardworking, and stubborn. I wanted my fanfic to be different from all the other ones about Philippines. So in this story she stays mad at Antonio and Kiku. But don't worry, she'll forgive them eventually.

I'm sort of new to this sorta thing so I think I'll update every month. My teachers is really giving me a ton of work, so I really can't update all that fast. I'm sorry, I really am. :'(

But you know what? You get to choose who Philippines falls in love with! The choices are below and make sure you include it in your review! I need all the results right now because all the romance starts in the next chapter!

And the choices are:

Arthur Kirkland

Alfred F. Jones

Kiku Honda

I personally would want Arthur since I originally wanted her to be with him but because I'm such an awesome person, I get to let you choose. But I'm the author so my vote counts twice! Haha!

Review or else become one with Mother Russia, da? ^J^