(Y/n) and America hopped on a flight to England, during the flight the silver haired female became sleepy and fell asleep.
America chuckled as she leaned on him for a pillow, he took a picture of them and sent it to Denmark.
The blonde Dane was more then happy to text back how cute this girl was, the blonde American put his phone away to enjoy the rest of the flight.
The red-violet eyed girl opened her eyes to find America carrying her off the airplane and to an awaiting car, "Why did you not wake me?"
"You look like you needed the sleep. And you were so cute, I took a picture and sent it to Denmark.", America grinned and set her down, "hey Iggy, this is (y/n) Køhler. (Y/n) This is Britain."

A blonde man with green eyes and a clean dress shirt and pants walked up, his large eyebrows were bushy and framed his eyes.
He seemed to radiate a air of sophistication and a bit of narcissism.
"as this git said before love, I am Britain. But you may call me England.", England reached his hand out, "but never Iggy."
"It's better than saying your full name of the United kingdom of England and northern Ireland.", (y/n) said, "your eyes are nice."
"Thank you love, your eyes are quite lovely as well.", the gentleman said and opened the door, "please take a seat."
The Scandinavian female got into the car and clicked on the seatbelt, America and England did the same.

"You do look like Norway and his brothers...", The British man said and played with the bobbing curls a little bit, "your hair resembles that of Denmark and Norway with the color being like Iceland's. Cute."
(Y/n) shooed his hand away, "May I ask where we are going?"
"We're going to a meeting. I asked all the countries to come meet you as well as to do some business.", England said, "Mostly the Nordic countries and the axis."
"I'm gonna see Japan again! Awesome!", America cheered.
"I'm feel a bit under dressed compared to you two. You are nice and I'm wearing stained streetclothes.", the Scandinavian female said to herself.
"You can get some new ones after the meeting. After all, it is who you are that means more than how you might look.", England said, "but may I inquire whose blood that is?"
"It's mine. I was in a fight and got stabbed, I killed the other guy. He was trying to kill me first.", (y/n) said, "then I left after making look like a suicide."
"Damn.", America whistled, "now I believe that you beat allen."
"You beat Allen?", the British male asked, "impressive."
"Dude she Killed him.", America explained, "she's really good if she can do that."

The talk mostly consisted of basic questions and answers.
(Y/n) felt really small when she saw the impressive building, a white building with beautiful architecture.
America and England walked with her to the front door and into the builing.
The inside was a small impressive as the outside, red carpeting, pictures, drapery, furniture.
It was magnificent.
Arguing and some other sounds were coming from a room down the hall, America motioned her to follow.
"Now, don't be scared. Not all of them know you so they will be a bit hesitant.", England explained, "just relax and let us talk."
The doors opened and the voices got quiet.
Eyes looked at England, America, then (y/n).
The Scandinavian female looked down and did not make eye contact with anyone.

"Dudes, this is (y/n) Køhler. Cute right? I think she's a missing representative!", America grinned and Norway rolled his eyes.
"She may look like us and have the Dane's last name, but that does not mean she is related to us.", the Norwegian spoke.
"That's why I took the liberty of doing a DNA test against you boys with the DNA pulled from her when she was found.", The American grinned.
"And the result was?", Iceland asked.
"She's a match", England said and showed the papers, "say hello to your sister."
Finland took the paper and looked at it, "it says here that Denmark is her full brother while Iceland, Sweden, and Norway are her half brothers. But I'm not related, but that's understandable since I was adopted"
Sweden looked at the girl and motioned for her to come towards them, she did so and was met with a hug from the giant swede.

"M'syster."

"Aww! Sweden likes you already!", A light blonde male smiled, "I'm Finland! Nice to meet you."
Finland's sweet face made the Scandinavian female feel relaxed but she could tell he was hiding his badassery.
"I'm iceland.", a silver haired male said, his eyes were the same color as (y/n)'s and hair looked just as soft. He was really cute.
"I am Norway. But you can refer to me as storebror.", the Dull eyed male next to Iceland said. Iceland looked kind of disgusted. Norway was handsome, like an ethereal beauty kind of way.
"I am Denmark! The king of Scandinavia and your Storebror!", the blonde Dane yelled, "Give me a hug Lillesøster!"
Denmark grabbed (y/n) and hugged her kind of roughly, catching her way off guard.
She let out a squeak of surprise and a bit of pain.

Norway pulled the Dane's tie and choked him, (y/n) dropped to the ground with a loud thud.
The silver haired female was helped up by another male, "you have to be more careful with the petite fille."
She looked up to see a man with blue eyes, medium long blonde wavy hair, and stubble.
"I am France mon cher. Nice to meet you.", France said and laid a kiss on the female's hand.
"Stop flirting with my Lillesøster!", Denmark shouted and was choked again by Norway.
"Anyone hurt her, you're next.", the Norwegian male said.
"Vhy vould ve hurt her?", A blonde male said in a German accent.
"They are just protecting their sorellina~", Another male said in an Italian accent, "ve~ she's so cute."
England clapped his hands, "okay since we have all met (y/n), we can start our impromptu meeting that Germany wanted."

The meeting was a bit interesting, the males talked and fought. Really they fought.
And (y/n) was hit by a stray fist.
Norway kept his word and choked the one responsible.
The silver haired Scandinavian shyly stayed away from the males and hugged her pack of clothes as she looked at her phone, the pictures of flowers and people she took.
She put the phone away and listened to the speaking males.
So many things she heard but something caught her attention, the mention of 2ps.
2ps. Why did that seem familiar to her?
(Y/n) took off her hat and examined it, it was all dirty and the lettering that she could read was T. Vä n mö nen.
The female was kind of hesitant to take it to her new brothers but she might have to.

A hand tapped her and she looked up, it was iceland.
"Norway told me to take you somewhere and get close to you because we're family.", The Icelander said and tried to seem like he did not like that order, "Are you coming?"
(Y/n) nodded and got up, Denmark gave a thumbs up as the two left out the door.
Iceland gave them all a thumbs down and followed the young woman, "where is all the blood from?"
"That's mine. A punk tried to stab and rob me, he only got to the stab part before a killed him and made it look like a suicide.", the silver haired female said, "then I went home, bled over the carpet, cleaned that up, got to shower and find I healed up along the way, and get everything as normal as possible."
"Nobody saw you bleeding out?", The silver haired male asked.
"My adopted parents were never home and the so called 'sister' I had never really cared about me and treated me as the slave, so no. If they did they did not give a shirt enough to help me.", (y/n) said and kept walking, "I have been hurt so much, I've just stopped feeling pain."

Iceland stopped and looked at her walking ahead of him, "you what?"
"I stopped feeling pain. Are you coming or what?", (y/n) asked in a bored manner, her eyes kind of dulled of feeling.
Iceland caught up with her and looked up at her hat, "where did you get that?"
"Had it since I woke up in the hospital. It is the only thing I have of who I used to be before the car accident, I have no memory of who my family is.", the red-violet eyed female said and looked ahead with even more dulled eyes, "I could only remember my name, my age, my birthday, and where I was from."
the Icelandic male sighed, he did not know what to say that would be of any help.
"Don't look at me with those eyes, I've had enough pity."
He lifted his head up to meet her gaze, small sparks of life were in them.
"I don't know shit about myself and that's fact, I accept that. But I don't want anyone giving me pity for something that cannot be undone. It is done, the past is past.", (y/n) said sharply and kept walking.

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(B/n) went to the door after hearing knocking, she opened it and saw a really handsome Blode man on the other side.
Her first instinct was to puff up her chest and be slutty, "Hello, how can I help you?"
The man did not seem to be effected by her flirt and looked in, "Is (y/n) here?"
"That bitch knows hot guys and does not tell me? What a whore.", The girl hissed before big pushed back into the house by the man, "what the hell is your-"
"Do not speak I'll of my Lillesøster.", the male growled as he held the slutty girl by her throat and motioned the other males in, "find the parents too, I think this calls for a family meeting."