A/N: Happiness to actually finally posting this. Many may ask, why did you delete a perfectly good story and decide to rewrite it? The answer would be that I did not like the way it was going or the way that Colombia was developing. So here is the first of who knows how many chapters. Next chapter will be about Spain and the rest of the Tomato gang the same morning at the same time. Yes I'm aware that there are things such as time zones, but this Hetalia and it is defies the laws of everything. I will try updating soon, but be patient with me. If you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask.

-SakuraErza

Morning always comes with change. It brings new challenges as well as new opportunities to advance in life. This morning was like all the others before it. The sun was still hidden behind the cover of dark clouds, the fresh dew was delicately undisturbed on the pavement, and the mothers were beginning to wake their children for another day of learning as their husbands and themselves got ready for work. The people's lives was full of problems and corruption, yet they still faced the new day face on with hope for the future.

One such person was the president of this beautiful country. He was was a man adored and respected by his people, as well as trusted and feared by his admirals. Like all the leaders before him, his hair was beginning to turn gray, even though he was only middle aged. The stress of the job was getting to him, taking care of a nation was not an easy task.

At the moment, he was in a brand new sleek car with his two new body guards sitting in each side of him as they headed to an unknown location. The car itself was bulletproof and had suicide doors. It was well protected from the outside world, but you could never be too careful. To make sure that no one was following them, there was a car identical to theirs was heading in the complete opposite direction. This was not just for the president's protection, but for the protection of of the person who he was meeting with.

The shiny black car traveled across the capital city, the people began to get out of their houses, ready to begin another day. As the sun showed it's face from behind the clouds, the president and his entourage arrived at the mysterious location in the outskirts of the city.

Their destination was a house hidden in plain view by the surrounding forest. The house was impressive, it was bigger than the president's house, and older as well, for it was designed in the Spanish architecture that was used during the country's colonial days.* There was no gate and no security, but the house let out a threatening aura to those who dared try to enter. The new bodyguards, who had been in the military and had seen many of their friends die in combat, could not help but feel afraid from the house. The had to fight the strong urge to turn around and start running.

"You can stay here, there is no need for you to enter with me." said the president quietly and calmly as he made his way up the impressive stairway. The guards were more than happy to oblige. The president walked up to the large wooden door and took out an ancient key that was hidden in his pocket. He unlocked the door and opened it with a loud creaking sound to reveal an almost completely modern decor.* The house in the inside was comfortable and clean, with no sign of disorganization anywhere. Of course those were only the living room and dining room that looked like that.

As he traveled further down the house, the house began to change completely. There began to be books everywhere, dirty coffee mugs laying on top, wild animals running around, and stuffed animals were in all the surrounding rooms. The house looked as though a workaholic with too many kids lived in the house.

The president made his way up to the second floor towards the master room. The door was just as impressive as the front door, with it's intricate designs form the country's naive people. As the mighty door opened up, the smell of roses and coffee suffocated him.* It was so overpowering, that the president had to grab a handkerchief to be able to breath. He made his way towards thee king sized bed in the middle of the room, careful not to step in any of the books clustered around the room or any of the sleeping animals.

The bed was made in the same type of wood as the doors, as well as very well detailed. On it in the moment, was a sleeping figure surrounded by books and stuffed animals.

"Despiertate!* It is almost noon." he called loud enough to wake up the now awake figure. This figure turned out to be a 19 year old girl. Her hair was the color of coffee, her skin was as pale as the sand by the country's shores, her eyes were as gold as the hidden treasure of El Dorado.*

"Fuego!* Oh.. wait where am I?" as the girl who was still half asleep. Her hair was by far messier than it usually was, even with the bright green bandana that was always fasted around her forehead.

"You're in your mess of a house in your mess of a room, now get up and drink your coffee, we have business to discuss." said the man as he left the room to give the girl some privacy.

As soon as the president left the room, the girl went straight to the bathroom to take a shower and fix her hair. By the time that she was finished, the president had already fixed up her breakfast of arepas with some coffee.* This surprised the girl since it would usually her who made breakfast for her bosses when they visited. The last time that something like this had happened was when her younger sister left her and she had to go to war against her best friend.*

"Am I going to war again?" she asked curiously as she sipped her coffee quitely. Her boss was drinking some hot chocolate since he did not enjoy the strong coffee that the girl did.

"No, we are trying to do the opposite in fact. We want you to make more friends." he said in a cheerful way. Like the sea before a storm, the girl was calm for only a minute.

"I have enough friends thank you very much! I don't need any more." she half talked half yelled at the man in front of her as she got up towards the man.

"Who? America, Norway, Prussia, Denmark, Canada, Russia, Mexico? And may I remind you that you don't even trust your closest friends. You need to make better relationships, especially with your own family. When was the last time you had an actual conversation with your father?" he responded with a serious tone that warned the girl to stand down. After years of experience, she knew better to not question her boss's decisions.

"I'm to busy. I have books to write, paintings to paint, fields to harvest, flowers to take care off, tourist to impress, mines to mine, coffee to drink, military to train, a war to fight, and paperwork to fill out. Not to forget keep an eye on all of the departments. And when I do get a break I have my parties so do not go around saying that I don't have any friends.* Also, when you have your closest friend plunge a knife in our stomach and then make your younger sister do the same, we can talk about my trust issues." said the girl with a dark aura around her. It was never a good idea to make her mad.

"All I'm saying is that you should work harder in it. Your name depends on it. And that is why I think it is time that you go out into the rest of the world and explore a little, and what better way than to go spend some time with your father? So you won't feel alone either, America will be accompanying you there as well." he said as he tried to cheer up the girl. " I talked to his boss and he said that it was time that America tried to strengthen his relationships with other countries as well. So what do you say Colombia?"

The girl looked curiously at her boss. It was unusual for him to call her by her name, he preferred to call her by her human name. Colombia let out a long and quiet sigh as she gave up with defeat. Nations were meant to take orders from their bosses no matter what. Even if she did not agree with it or want to go, she had no choice but to oblige.

"Fine I will go, but it doesn't mean that I will enjoy it. Make sure that none of my departments go near the basement, you know what could happen if they do." responded Colombia as he gave into her boss's demands with a smile. Always with a smile, she would face the hardships that life would throw her way. She was the embodiment of Passion, not just a country of passion, but passion itself.* She had Spain, the country of passion, as a father, and an unknown country as a mother.

Passion came with many things, both good and bad, but one of them was happiness, and with that she smiled just as brightly as her father. Colombia started to drift off into her thoughts about her mother, clutching tightly to the green bandana that was tied tightly on her forehead. It was the only thing that she had of her mother, and her Aunt Mayan Empire* once told her that her mother had given it to her when she was born because it could represent her father's green eyes, the only thing that Colombia had not inherited from Spain.

"Fantastico!* Think about this as well, you might be able to convince your father to reveal to you who your mother was or is, I know that you were thinking about that." Replied her boss as Colombia quickly let go of the bandana, making her go back into the real world. "You might want to change from you uniform and into something more casual. You don't want nations to think that you are going up to invade them now do you?"* Colombia looked down at her uniform as her boss started to walk out of the house and head home.

"But I want to go visit Nor as soon as possible, and maybe Russia." called out Colombia as she ran out of the house and her boss was entering his car. The bodyguards looked at what looked like a ninteen year old with the Colombian airforce uniform on. They could not help to stare, as her figure fitted the uniform nicely.

"That can be arranged, but you know what I want you to do for me already. Also I am sure that Antioquia would gladly help out with the other 28.* America will meet you at Spain's house. Adios!"* He said as the black car drove off, back into the center of the government. Before any of the personnel could ask questions, Colombia had performed a spell that erased their memory of ever being close to the house, replacing it with a meeting with an non-profit organization to protect the country's national bird, the condor. Norway would have been proud.

Once back in the house, Colombia sent Norway a quick message revealing her travel plans, and sent it via ghost. It was later replied by Norway through him sending some of his fairies to keep an eye on the two rowdy countries. Colombia packed up her bags with the help of her Marimonda, who Colombia was right now revealing all of her woes on*. The Norwegian fairies were not enjoying being in the South American's house. Fairies rarely came to visit for fear of being eaten by one of Colombia's wild animals that lived all over her house, being haunted by a bloodthirsty ghost, or being cursed and used as spell targets of the Marimonda. So far Marimonda was behaving itself, as it was too busy caring for it's nation.

"Por fin termine,* now we can go meet America at my father's house. I hope Romano is there, I have not seen him in such a long time." cheered Colombia. She had already changed into a white blouse, that had a rose pattern on the ruffles that surrounded the collar of it, a short black skirt with simple white ruffles at the bottom and her flag's colors at the bottom. Colombia did not care what her boss had said of dressing casual, and being the rebellious country that she was, she added to her attire a belt that held a magical sword which she used to summon some of her loyal blood thirsty killing machines ghost and her Marimonda when it disappeared on her, she had to keep an eye on it so that it did not attack anyone. It was a simple blade, with a golden handle that had protective runes on it. All Colombia had to do to summon her magical friends was to strike the earth and call on them to assist her. This had been a present from both Norway and England, after she had finished her apprenticeship of magic under their supervision. She was still not as good as Norway, but she was better than England. Norway and Colombia liked to joke around that it was because of her coffee that their spells worked so well, since England detested the idea of drinking coffee instead of tea.

Clutching her bags with both hands while signaling to both the Marimonda and the fairies to follow her, her ghost would follow her to Spain's house by simply appearing there. The group reached the very top of the mansion, the sun shining brightly on top of them.

"Oh wait, I should probably call Antioquia first." she said as she dropped her bags on the roof and reached for her phone. The fairies were getting annoyed with the smiling country, they wanted to be in the European woods with their friends, not in a South American rainforest with a crazy creature that could kill them by looking at them.

"Hola, this is Antioquia. Como puedo ajudar?"* said a very timid voice in the other end of the line.

"Hi Antioquia, I just wanted to inform you that I will be heading to Europe in a few minutes and that you are in charge of the others. Make sure nothing bad happens to them or that they start fighting again. You know that it will affect me not them. OK? Gracias*, bye." she responded quickly before hanging up on him, not even giving him time to respond.

"Ahora,* I am going to need you to hold on to Marimonda, while she grabs hold of me. We should be in Europe in about an hour." she said as Marimonda grabbed the fairies and Colombia.

"VALOR! VAMONOS!*" she yelled at the air as a giant Condor fell from the sky and grabbed the nation, flying away with her, Marimonda, the fairies, and Colombia's luggage.

And with that they were off to an adventure that would change the world and Colombia's views for a long time.

*The house was impressive, it was bigger than the president's house, and older as well, for it was designed in the Spanish architecture that was used during the country's colonial days.* / He unlocked the door and opened it with a loud creaking sound to reveal an almost completely modern decor.*-Colombia is still known for having its Spanish Architecture as well as its modern homes.

* As the mighty door opened up, the smell of roses and coffee suffocated him.*- Colombia is well known for both it's roses and coffee. They are the third leading country in the production of coffee.

* her eyes were as gold as the hidden treasure of El Dorado.*- El Dorado was a legend that caused the Spanish conquistadors to search for a mystique city that was made completely of gold. The only thing that they did find was a tribe in Colombia that would paint their kings in a coat of gold paint before they would go swimming in Lake Guatavita for their coronation. This caused for the lake, to this day to have billions of dollars worth of gold in it's waters.

*By the time that she was finished, the president had already fixed up her breakfast of arepas with some coffee.*- Arepas are a flatbread made of ground maize dough or cooked flour. It is prominent in Colombian and Venezuelan cuisine.

*The last time that something like this had happened was when her younger sister left her and she had to go to war against her best friend.*- The Separation of Panama, or the war of independence for them, happened after another internal struggle in Colombia. America and Colombia had a treaty that was required in order to finish the Panama Canal. The Colombian Government ceased the project, and so the Americans convinced Panama to gain it's independence for the rights to the project. Colombia did not speak to America for FOUR YEARS!

*And when I do get a break I have my parties so do not go around saying that I don't have any friends.- Colombia has a bunch of religious celebrations that completely cease work for the day. People spend most of it dancing, singing, praying, drinking, and feasting.

*She was the embodiment of Passion, not just a country of passion, but passion itself.*-Although Spain is considered the country of Passion, through the ages there has been a saying that has changed that. Colombia IS Passion.

*it was the only thing that she had of her mother, and her Aunt Mayan Empire- The Maya Empire had territories in Northern Colombia and was very influential in the rest of it's native tribes.

* You don't want nations to think that you are going up to invade them now do you?"*- Colombia has been known throughout history for almost always being involved in some of the most bloodiest of wars.

* Also I am sure that Antioquia would gladly help out with the other 28.* - There are 29 departments in Colombia. That is almost the same as America with it's 50 states and Canada with it's 10 providence. Antioquia holds the second largest city in all of Colombia, Medellin, next to the country's capital of Bogota.

*Colombia packed up her bags with the help of her Marimonda, who Colombia was right now revealing all of her woes on- The Marimonda is a mystical Colombian creature that has magical powers infiltrated with nature. Can be thought of as Mother Nature. They enjoy attacking people and inflicting revenge. Can be seen dancing in el Carnaval de Barranquilla. They look a lot like multi-colored elephants.

Despiertate- Wake up

Fuego- Fire

Fantastico- Fantastic

Adios- Goodbye

Por fin termine- Finally I'm finished

Hola, this is Antioquia. Como puedo ajudar?"- Hello, this is Antioquia. How may I help you?

Gracias- Thank You

Ahora- Now

VALOR! VAMONOS!- Valor! Let's go!