Being a, young(twenty-one[human years]) and new, female nation is not easy; especially if you are related to France. While I and Renard (her fox) wasn't allowed to the meetings, France was. He wanted me to know what goes on during them so, he began to wear a mini-camera on his jacket so I could see and hear. Somehow, they got onto the topic of a new land being found. Meaning there was a new nation, it then hit me and France: I was the new nation that they were talking about. Before I could get lost in even more in thought France broke me out of it.

"What if we leave this new nation alone oui?" He asked in a serious tone that he barley uses and the other nations look to him staring in an almost-bewildered awe. Watching through the camera, I notice one face and for a second I thought that he looked straight at the camera. America is the first one to break the silence.

"We need to know who this new nation is man!!" He jumps up excitedly "We need to know who they are and where they stand! I can show them how much of a hero I am!!" He does his odd hero pose

"I do agree to some extent with, as much as I hate it, America" chimed England "We do need to know where this nation stands and who they are." The majority of the other nod their head in agreement.

"That settles it then?" Germany looks around "Alright, in two days we leave to search for this new nation. Meeting over" France shuts off the camera and unbeknownst to me he almost runs out of the room and unknowingly gains the attention of some nations. He heads off to his room where he's staying. As, I go find Renard and begin to play with him. He doesn't talk like some pets but I don't mind.

France calls me speaking in fast french. "Vous devez sortir de là."

"Pourquoi?" I respond puzzled

(France: "You have to get out of there")

(Main-Land: "Why?")

"Je ne les laisserai pas t'éloigner de moi, ma fille" He stated and I heard his voice crack a little. "Ils ont déjà pris le Canada loin de moi." He became rushed and you could hear the pain in his voice "S'ils t'ont emmené. Je ne sais pas ce que je ferais."

(France: "I will not let them take you away from me, my daughter.", "They have already taken Canada away from me.", "If they took you away. I do not know what I would do.")

Hearing France in that much of a panic and pain reminds me of when I first met him. And how much our relationship grew into the Father-Daughter one it is now. France found me the day he lost Canada to England, er-well I found him.

*Flashback*

The wind seemed to chase the grass in a wild game of tag. I was chasing my fox making sure to keep him in my sight. My white little dress flowed behind me as if to say, 'slow down'. Slowly, and without our knowledge, our surroundings began to change. I caught up with my fox and held him in my arms as I saw two men in what looked like uniforms, they each had a young child like me with them. Standing far back, I watched as one of the children started to cry and clung to the tall man wearing Red, White, and Blue with gold colors. I felt a pang of sadness as I watched the pair. Not knowing what was said but the amount of pain and sadness radiated from the pair was massive. Fox look at them and then back at me a nuzzled me. As if to say, 'it will be alright'.

Finally the man with gold accents got the young boy off of him and looked up to the other man in Red, White, and Black with silver colors. They seem to exchange some words and the man with gold accents starts to leave but not before the little starts to cry out loud enough I can hear.

"NON! NON NON NON NON!!! Non non non non non non!!!! He grabbed onto the man with gold's sleeve. The man gently made the boy let go and said something to him then finally walked away. I looked to the man with silver accents and watched the trio's interaction. The youngest boy seemed somewhat hesitant. Taking one more glance at them I ran off in the direction of the man with gold.

(Canada: NO! NO NO NO NO NO!!!

No no no no no no!!!!)

"Gospodin!" I slightly yelled to try to gain his attention. It didn't work so I tried harder and yelled a little louder. "Gospodin! Gospodin, molim vas zaustavite se" He stopped and started to look around confused. I pulled on his pants leg and he looked down at me surprised. "Zašto ste ostavili dječaka s ostalima?" I asked with my head tilted. He gives me a strange look. I huff and think for a minute; then I point over back to where he was at then placed my hands on my dress. My fox just sat beside me. I saw a look of recognition on his face before tears started to fall down his face at a beyond rapid pace. I panicked as he started to cry or sob again and managed to pull him down to his knees. I may not have known him but I wrapped my little arms around him in a hug as fox tried to help by licking to side of his face. He pulled me into his lap and cried into my little shoulder. As he muttered things under his breath in a language I did not know.

(Main-land: "Mister!", "Mister! Mister, please stop.", "Why did you leave that boy with the others?")

*Present*

"Je ne less laisserai pas m'emmener loin de toi Père. Je vais les arrêter." I said snapping out of my memory feeling the tears well in my own eyes. "Où es-tu? Je viendrai à toi." I walk to my room and start packing my things and for Renard. I hear a sigh from the other side.

(Main-land: "I will not let them take me away from you Father. I will stop them", "Where are you? I'll come to you.")

"Je suis à Washington, D.C." He finally gives away. There is a faint door knocking sound from the other side.

(France: "I am in Washington, D.C.")

"Je serais là bientôt. Je t'aime Père." I hang up before I can hear a reply and I book a flight for tonight. I quickly plug my phone in as I go get a quick shower. When I finish I gather my things from there and pack them up as well. I put on my uniform to show that I mean business. Locking the door as I leave, I put all our luggage in the back of the car before I pick up Renard and start the short dive to the airport.

(Main-land: "I'll be there soon. I love you Father.")