A/N: Well, I guess I'll begin with the usual 'this is my first fanfiction so please be gentle' stuff. I've written two fanfics years and years ago in the Naruto universe and for some reason I don't have the heart to delete them. This is my first fic in Hetaverse though. I love Hetalia and, frankly, I'm obsessed with USUK or at least very close to that. Also, I'm not a native speaker, so my writing may be kind of strange at some places. If that happens, please feel free to correct me. I think I'll stop ranting about myself now.

Disclaimer: I do not own Axis Power Hetalia or any of its characters. Also, the basic ideas of the plot was inspired by a roleplay forum I'm on, which was inspired by 1984 by George Orwell.

Perfection.

The unreachable ideal, the one thing humankind has always been searching for. Philosophers from the Ancient Times wondered if it even existed and if it did, what was it exactly? Poets and writers had been trying to achieve it through complicated stanzas and rhymes, through similes, metaphors, and colourful portrayals. Musicians, actors, script-writers, directors had been trying to enchant the audience with fleeting promises of perfection, of the greatest and farthest goal of mankind. Scientists had denied the existence of such thing; nothing and nobody was perfect, perfection as humans imagined it was subjective, true perfection did not, could not exist.

Until now. Nobody knows what happened, how it happened, but a hundred years after the Mayan calendar's end, society became completely different. Somewhere, sometime after the supposed end of the world, governments disappeared. Gone were the presidents, prime ministers, kings, and queens. They disappeared without a trace, almost as if time itself decided to erase them from the world. However, as history has shown us on numerous occasions, mankind cannot exist without someone or something guiding it. Maybe it is in our nature to obey someone, maybe we simply cannot exist peacefully without being told what to, or rather, what not to do, we may never know. Before the world could fall into the clutches of anarchy, as it was bound to happen without a firm ruler, a select group of people rose to the top of society and acquired power over the people. Once again, no one knows how or why they did it, but they reformed the system drastically. They did not commit genocide as most parties did after rising to power in such a confused and wild society. They enacted Laws and expected everyone to uphold them. And, for what very well may be the first time in history, the people did. Not one person complained about the strict Laws, no one tried to rebel or take the power from this group. The world accepted the change and peace returned.

This group called themselves the Elite. They were people born or married into their status, sworn to uphold the Laws, no matter the cost. Unfortunately, as their name implies, becoming an Elite was the privilege of an extremely small group of select people. Such a group could never hope to become the most powerful leaders of written history. To make sure the Laws would never be broken, the Elite founded a secret organization. Its members blended in with society, living their everyday lives inconspicuously amongst the ordinary people. They had a right that no other member of a society could claim: they were allowed to kill. If a person broke or attempted to break the Laws, a member of this secret organization was sent to take care of them. This procedure was called 'removing' or 'removal'. The person's very existence; the memories their friends and family had of them, their personal belongings, everything disappeared. Thus, the Laws had never been broken.

This organization was called The Police. Since the Laws were never broken as far as the public knows, there was no need for criminal justice. It was because of that that all previous police stations, private agencies, and even such important bodies as FBI, CIA, MI6, and so on were disbanded. This hidden Police did not have a base or a building for itself; it would have been too suspicious. The members were allowed to use hidden training grounds as practice areas. They got their orders via e-mail, never meeting their superiors, the Elite. The identity of a Police member was a secret from everyone, excluding the Elite. Not even the members knew of each other's identities.

The Ordinary was a title commonly used by the Elite and the Police. It wasn't a derogatory term, nor did it have a pejorative meaning. It was a simple term to use while referring to people who had no idea the Police existed and believed with all their might that the Elite was all-powerful and unquestionable. They lived their lives dictated by the Laws, never daring to even think about breaking it. They did the job assigned to them by the Elite, they got paid by the Elite and they praised the Elite.

The last group of society originated among the Ordinary. They were called Aware. The Aware were people who somehow found about the existence of the Police and could see the world for what it was. Aware were usually people smart enough to keep their knowledge a secret in order to avoid being removed. Knowing about the Police was dangerous after all. Secrets had to be protected at all cost. And a human life was not a large one.

Thanks to the lack of crime and the smooth workings of society, the Elite deemed the world perfect. And to protect this perfection, the Elite enacted various strict laws. Some laws did not differ from the laws of the old world. Killing, stealing, such offenses like that were still considered illegal; the Police were excluded, of course, when it came to removing lawbreakers. The most important were the three main beliefs, the highest law, which were to be obeyed by everyone; even the Elite.

The laws are never broken.
The Elite are all powerful.
The world is perfect.

Thanks to the Elite and their expertly hidden lapdogs, no one had to live in fear anymore. Everyone was perfectly equal, no one was better than another. Gone were the social hierarchies based on money, power, and the ability to cheat, steal and lie. People got a certain amount of money based on the number of mouths they had to feed. No one was unemployed; the Elite gave everyone job and shelter. No more wars, conflicts, rebellions. No more pain. The world became perfect.

The center of the Perfect World was placed in New York City, in the United States. Although it had always been a city of great importance, New York City used to be full of crime, corruption and danger. But after the reforms, New York became the world's safest city, thanks to the large number of Police stationed there to protect and follow the Elite's orders. While most rulers loved the fame and wanted to show themselves to the public as often as they could, these people opted to hide instead, never showing their face and keeping their identities as parts of the world's supreme ruling force. Everyone knew they existed, everyone worshipped and loved them, but no one knew who they were and what they did.

And no one ever, ever asked.