Disclaimer: I would never try to own Hetalia nor had I even own it in the first place. All rights belong to Himaruya.

A dark skinned young man was watching over the horizon. In his hand was a spear which was bloodstained at an earlier hunt. His eyes scanned over the meadow for a sign of life or any beast to hunt. The sound of grass rustles behind him causing him to turn his view behind before letting a warm smile grace on his face.

"Ukiuk (Winter), my love, what has brought you to my domain?" he greeted her as he embraced the young woman.

She returned his warm embrace with her own, squeezing him as she smiled. Pushing a feather from his headdress, she tiptoed to kiss his forehead as the young man savor the moment. She then held his hands much to his confusion.

"Dearest, the gods gave us a gift..." she then exhale as she smiled at the stunned young man "We are having a child Napayshni (Courageous)."

"Give it up already mommy dearest." a young man with messy dark bloody red-brown hair (a cowlick can be seen), red eyes pierced at the older blonde hair and green-eyes woman as she shield the young woman with wavy caramel-blonde hair and amethyst eyes behind. He smirk as he watched them defy him. It will be a matter in time that his precious Madeline Williams will be his, no one can ever separate them ever! They will both rule over North America without dearest mommy watching and telling them no. They will be free, she will see it soon.

"Allen, this has gone too far enough young man!" Alice admonished her former charge as she shielded her daughter from his view. The once quiet boy, the one whom she took in as her son had the gall to cause a rebellion (granted there are taxes that are quite unfair) and now he sets his sights on young Madeline. That arrogant cur of hers thinks just because he won the war he can win again with Madeline as his bride!

Allen clicked his tongue in annoyance, he already burn the capital yet they still defy him, denying him of his cherished consort. Now only that but didn't he already show Alice (and his uncle-father Allistor, stubborn old man wouldn't go anywhere away from his mother) his maritime supremacy!? So why can't they give up!?

Madeline closed her eyes as she hears her mother chiding Alfred while the latter retorts. She can't comprehend why did their family fall apart so quickly, she missed the days when Allen would make her flower crowns with his pudgy tan fist, declaring his intentions to marry her causing their mother, who is drinking tea outside, to chuckle at their antics. She missed the smell of her papa's crepes as she watch Kumarie trying to fish out salmon from the nearby river. She also miss the laughter of her red hair father (whom she suspected that he is in love with her mother and she also felt the same way ...and the fact that they did marry technically as far as their union counts) as he scoop her up in his arms, telling her stories about faes and nymphs that will leave her in awe (Allen though wouldn't believe as he brush it off as "childish nonsense with no scientific proof", earning him a conk on the head).

Where did it all go?...

They lost, she read what was written in the accursed paper in front of her. No, her mother, Alice Kirkland, England and the British Empire did not just lose to him!?

But she did, she won't always be invincible, Spain is also in decline as New Spain is declaring his independence with Paraguay, his other colonies are already independent so the rest as sure to follow. Empires will have also have their time to fall.

But what about Australia and New Zealand? What would they feel if she were no longer be with them? Her younger brothers would surely be upset-

"Finish packing already darling?"

She whipped her head as she saw him, smirking in her direction as he leaned on the doorway. She could feel her heart beating faster as he walked towards her, she shouldn't felt anything remotely close to love, he did burn her capital and is now trying to take her away from her family. She should hate him! Despise him! Her mind screamed for her to hit him, castrate him, and whatever method of torture should she inflict him with. But cursed her heart as it yearns for him. Why? Why does it beat so fast that it beguiles her to yearn for his touch yet she felt pain at the same time.

She shouldn't feel any love for that...that man!

She huffs as she folded the paper into half and slowly getting up to her wardrobe. Looking at the brazen young man in front of her, she wonders where did her dark knight from her childhood go.

The ride to her new home was...unpleasant. It's not because the carriage was hideous in fact it is simply marvelous but because of the way his piercing blood red eyes gaze into her being as if she were a prey being watch carefully. She could feel his possessiveness as she felt his arms wrapped around her tightly, securing that she can never escape.

"...Madeline..." he whispered in her ear "Why won't you talk to me already?.."

"Bonjour...I-I'm Madeline Wiliams..." a young girl wth twin ponytails clutching a teddy bear said to a stoic young boy who was looking at her with indifference as he held his book.

"Hmph... name's Allen F. Jones." his said nonchalantly as his mother twitch at his expression.

"Madeline, doll please..."

A young boy sat down under the apple tree. His body is covered in bruises and scratches yet he shows little to no concern as the ones who he fought back have worse injuries than he had. Insolent idiots thinking they can have the upper hand on a him whilst reading his book. Those boys have dignity as they attack someone while their backs are turned. He already show his superiority so he doubt they will come back anytime soon. He hissed at his bruised arm, how in the world can he ever go home?

"A-Allen, m-mother said that it is- what happened to you!?" she quickly went to his side inspecting his arm "Are you okay?"

He frowned at her, why would she worry about him? Surely she shouldn't worry about her so called "brother" or fellow colony that wouldn't talk much nor is a social butterfly. "I am all right Madeline, just need some salve that's all" he would have stood had she not pull him down to sit "What are y-"

His answered came as she immediately fished out a small bottle containing herbal dried leaves. She opened the bottle and hastily rub the herbs unto his injuries. At first it stings then it subsides with a cool feeling. Why would she help him? What does she want?

"Are you oka-"

"Why did you help me?" he interrupted her.

There was a silence between them, the young girl fidget under his stare. He was about to tell her to forget about it when she said:

"I...I wanted to help you cause you are my f-frere no? S-so umm family help each other right?" she looked at him with those dazzling violet orbs. When the light shines on her face while the winds blew, Allen swore that he saw an angel. A light red blush crept on his face as she smiled shyly.

His heart had never skipped a beat like this...

Yet it was all so familiar...

She never answered him much to his dismay.