Okay, so this is mostly about the history of different city's around the world and how disasters (mostly man made) affected them and how it affected their nation, and other nations around them. For info on each disaster to tie it into the story, look at the bottom A/N. Date of the disaster and the city will be put in the chapter title. Enjoy!

Halifax watched the hustle and bustle that went on in the few minutes left before the world meeting. Her Father, Canada, had decided that, since this meeting was about shipping and trading, he'd bring his two children that dealt with ports. Halifax and her brother, Vancouver.

Other country's had also brought their main trading city's too, it was okay for this meeting. But it seemed Canada's were getting the most attention, one in particular. And Halifax knew why.

"Dad?" She leaned over to talk to Canada. "It's my eyes again isn't it?"

Canada nodded. "I'm sorry Halifax, but I knew you could help and-"

"It's alright." Halifax cut him off as the meeting started, letting her father, with America's help introduce her. She got sympathetic stares from most when America mentioned her past but the down-cast look on Germany's face when he heard her name surprised her.

*Hetalia*

"Halifax." A strong, gruff voice interrupted her thoughts and she turned. Canada and Vancouver were inside chatting, though it was mostly Vancouver. Halifax's brother was the chatty type. Halifax on the other hand had decided she was ready to go and stood outside in Moscow's biting wind.

"Yes?" She looked up to find Germany striding towards her.

He stopped in front of her. "I talked to your father; I'll take you back to the hotel. We need to talk."

She nodded and Germany led her to his car, opening and closing the passenger door for her. The car was already warm and Halifax wondered if the tall, blue eyed nation had started it up before getting her.

Germany went around to the driver's side and restarted the car to get it going. "You don't mind do you?" He paused and she shook her head. "And I'm sorry."

"'Bout what?" Halifax stared at the gruff nation, confused.

"For what happened." Germany sighed. "It's my fault." He didn't turn to look at her.

Halifax paused. "It wasn't your fault." She realized he was talking about the accident that had resulted in one eye staying violet and the other turning gray. And the scar that divided her lower lip was a reminder too. The debris and the plight of her people in the city had done that to her. "Two boats crashed in the harbour. It had nothing to do with the war."

Germany shook his head, eyes still trained on the road. "It is partially my fault. For two reasons. That French boat was carrying explosives because of the war and could have been in the harbour long before if it hadn't been for the story of U-boats in North American waters. That boat shouldn't have been loaded and those nets shouldn't have been needed."

"Pull the car over." Halifax pursed her lips. "Now."

The older nation hesitated before complying, pulling over to the side of the road.

"Germany look at me." Halifax commanded. "In the eyes."

Slowly he did, brow furrowing at the hard expression on the city's face.

"What happened was not your fault. The people on those boats were idiots, that's why it happened. Not you. Yes, we took precautions, yes that boat was loaded with explosives that usually wouldn't have been there, true enough. Could it still have happened? Easily." Halifax closed her eyes. "It was because the people on those ships couldn't agree, couldn't be considerate. That's why my city, my home, was destroyed."

Halifax opened her eyes to find Germany had closed his own, remembering the collision in Halifax harbour, the entire world had heard about it. Country's and City's had amazing memories, and some of those memories they wished they could forget.

Halifax put a hand on his shoulder. "You were blamed and you shouldn't have been. Those piloting the ships and the one in charge of harbour movements are to blame. In a way, it was my own fault for not making sure to keep an eye on harbour movements. I was scarred visibly by that; it's a reminder of what can happen when we're not careful."

Germany opened his eyes again; the usual hard blue had softened. "Thank you."

Halifax smiled. "Come on, let's go. It's all in the past; it's been that way for a long time."

Truly it was, no matter how many times Halifax's oddly coloured eyes reminded everyone. There were more ways to look at that accident than one. Halifax knew that, she always had. The blame the trading city had wanted to lay on someone following the days after the explosion, fell, in her mind, on herself for being stupid enough to not watch a ship laden with explosives. She knew better now, she was a lot more careful.

But it seemed a lot of people saw it differently. Germany felt it was his fault, Norway felt it was his, France felt it was his. Everyone had always seen things differently and probably always would.

A/N: Halifax is the capitol city of Nova Scotia, a Canadian province. The city was founded because it had a good naturally harbour. During World War 2, when there were rumours of U-boats in North American waters, two ships hit each other. One was an empty Norwegian ship leaving the harbour, the other was a French ship laden with explosives. It resulted in a terrible explosion that destroyed moat of Halifax, what was left was almost all destroyed by fire. At first, people blamed it on German sabotage. This is just how I picture Germany taking the blame and wanting to apologize to Halifax. I can also see France and Norway feeling it was their fault since it was their ships that collided and Halifax taking the blame because it was her Navy officer in charge of Harbour movements that didn't stop the collision.

The two different coloured eyes and the scar on the bottom lip were just an idea of a way to show the world what had happened to Halifax. Halifax and Vancouver belong to me, everything else, sadly, doesn't... D:

Anyways, if you'd like to use either of them, I'm fine with that, just tell me what story it is so I can read it!

Chow!

~CCL!