Hello Everyone, This is my states fic, it is a little different than a lot of states fics that I have read before, but I am going to try and make it have a plot as well as introducing the characters. The OCs are entirely my own, and a description of each state will be posted at the beginnings of chapters when the states appear. If you have any suggestions about the states please PM me, I only like in one state so sorry if you get offended at my stereotyping. Warning: Fluff and some blood

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia.

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It was another meeting, craziness ensued. France and England were fighting, Italy was drawing while screaming "Pasta!" repeatedly. Japan was sitting calmly, polishing his katana. Germany was banging his head against the table. Prussia was dancing. Hungary was trying to hit Prussia with a frying pan. And America was going through the motions, yelling that he was the hero. Finally Germany roared that it was time to begin. Italy began the meeting with a presentation about the need to provide pasta to the hungry. England went next, he gave a presentation about the dangers of French cooking. Then Germany went up and gave an incredibly boring talk about his economy. By this point, about half of the nations were asleep, and the other half were just doodling, or not so subtly playing on their phones. Lunch was called, and half of the meeting hall went to a vietnamese place a block a way while the others went in small groups to other places.

Only America was left behind, he was talking to himself, arguing about whether or not to 'switch.' The nations that saw him, Austria, Romano, and Japan; didn't question it. They assumed he had a bluetooth earpiece in his ear. However, when the meeting hall got back, America was sleeping. England went to wake him up, muttering about how he was so rude and "he didn't raise him like this." When he jostled him awake, America reacted incredibly violently, shooting up and judo flipping England while pointing a gun at Canada who had come up behind him.

Canada paled, realizing what was going on, and reached for his cell phone. America shot and it flew out of Matthew's hands.

"Newsflash everyone, I'm not Alfred the idiot, I am Levi Jones, more commonly know as the Confederacy." The person who was not Alfred stated with a maniacal grin. "It feels so good to get out of there, I've been in there for years. Its time to have some fun! Hey Mattie, did you miss me, I missed you Alfred and that kid have kept me locked up ever since I tried to kill Al. "

"Matthew" said Arthur, stepping forward from behind France, "who is this person, where is Alfred."

Oui, ou est mon petit? questioned France.

"Hai, where is Alfred-kun?

"Ja"

"Da"

Everyone started to question Canada relentlessly,and Canada, who was not used to the attention was getting extremely uncomfortable. Suddenly a shot rang out, followed by a scream of pain, Levi was getting annoyed at being forgotten so he had shot Japan in the shoulder. This caused China to get extremely angry and to hit Levi with the wok that he always carried. Levi didn't even flinch, and shot China in the knee. Russia then tried to hit him with his sink pipe, but was shot in the foot. In the end, Levi was standing over the nations victorious, and debating who he wanted to kill first. His eyes landed on England.

"You! He snarled "You kept me locked up for years! I don't care if you are my nephew you will die!" He pointed his gun at England

who was already in considerable pain from a broken wrist, and now very confused. He shot, right as France screamed England's

name. England closed his eyes waiting for the impact, but it never came.