The next scene started up and instantly the nations were sweltering. They were in a room full of white men arguing. Amelia sighed remembering this. Alfred, now Amelia kept trying to get a word in, but was blatantly ignored. She wore a simple country dress (of the time period) with a tight corset, making her want to fall over even more than the heat. Unlike her older counterpart, she had long hair that was tied up into a nice updo. She tried to speak up once more when one of the men looked at her pointedly.

"Why is there a woman in here?" He asked, causing the whole room to quiet down.

George Washington looked over and sighed, "That would be our nation," he said slowly, "America."

"Can I speak now-" Amelia was cut off by the man again.

"Our nation is a man, not some woman!"

Amelia was just shocked and just went up to the man and punched him… like she does. Elizaveta, the personification of Hungary, cheered at this. She knew what it was like to be ignored by and put down by men. Amelia turned on her heels and strode out of the stifling hot building. One man followed her, Alexander Hamilton.

"You can't let them speak to you like that," he said. "You're their boss!"

"Actually," Amelia started. "I think they're the boss of me, if I remember England's teachings properly."

Arthur smirked at that, knowing she learned that from him.

"That doesn't make any sense! You're our nation, you should tell them what to do!"

"That would be unfair and cruel. Trust me, I know what it's like being ruled over someone for so long, it's cruel."

The scene stopped and a new one started. Alfred was on his knees begging Washington to stay.

"Please!" He was desperate. "I can't do this without you! What if they're cruel and vicious and mean."

Washington was just shaking his head. "First of all," he started, "those were all synonyms. Secondly, I must go. It'll show we're strong."

The scene ended quite abruptly. The next one started and there young Amelia watched on as the white house was being built. She was smiling and next to her stood a tall man (for the time). He looked down at the young nation next to him.

"You know," she started, turning to glance at the man, "you might not win this election, I heard that Burr has a good chance."

"I know," the man, John Adams, replied, "but, I will be finished moving into the Presidential Mansion on Saturday."

"But the election results will be on Tuesday."

Adams just smiled softly at the young nation.

The scene ended and a new one started up quickly, causing the nations to be dizzy for a minute. Before them was a shocked Amelia. She looked at a man before her with a shocked, yet angry face.

"You shot your best friend!" She screamed at the man.

The nations backed away slowly from the Amelia watching the memories, they knew how fiery she could be, and she looked like she wanted to kill the man in the memory.

"We- we weren't best friends…" the man stated.

"Obviously," her hands were flying wildly. "You killed a man because you were angry. You killed one of the greatest minds of this century and the last! You killed one of the few men who believed in me when I was just starting to be my own!"

"If I could take it back, I would."

"You can't Burr. You can't give back the life you stole. You made his wife, who by the way is still mourning her son, a widow."

"I couldn't let him make my daughter an orphan!"

"What daughter? The one who is fully grown and married?"

Before more could be said, a new scene started up.

"What do you mean we're going to burn Parliament Hill?" Amelia of the past said shocked.

As the scene came to view the nations noticed Amelia was standing in front of the president's desk with a shocked face.

"It's too late," James Madison stated. "I'm sending troops into Canada first thing in the morning."

"Why? Why are you sending another troop?"

"It's not just the troop, you're going too."

Amelia glanced warily at her boss. "Why?"

"You are going to burn down their parliament building in Niagara."

"But I don't want to hurt Kiááyo."

A loud slap was heard while the nations stood in shock. Madison had slapped Amelia, hard.

"How many times have I told you not to speak that devil language?!"

Amelia's head hung low, "This would be the tenth time, sir."

"Good, now-"

Before he could finish the Amelia watching screamed out.

"Stop!" She yelled out, "stop, I don't want to watch this!"

She turned around and waited for the door to appear. It didn't, but the scene stopped playing, leaving the nations to stare at a frozen Amelia looking down and an angry Madison. Matthew came up to Amelia and wrapped his arms around her. With that, she collapsed on the ground, sobbing.

"I didn't want to do it," she sobbed into Matthew's shoulder. "I didn't want to hurt you."

"It's alright," Matthew whispered into her ear. "I'm sorry for hurting you too."

The rest of the nations were shocked, never having seen the strongest nation crumble like that.

In case you've forgotten:
Kiááyo - Bear