Hetalia meets countryhumans

Mother

PLEASE READ, thank you I am mentioning some cultural themes and I may have gotten some wrong, if I did then I apologize.

America/Alfred's POV-

I grew impatient on finding out who this she person was, not just because it was a complete mystery to us but each time I mention her Francis and Iggy get all defensive about it, like they knew who she was or already found out and didn't want to tell me.

Why won't nobody give me answers? I have a right to know, do they not trust me? Now that America or Ame as he said to call him, was here I could finally get some answers. "Alright then tell us about this she person, who is it! And where can we find stuff on that!" I said asking for help, Ame looked up at me as if he wasn't expecting me to ask about her so soon, he let out a sigh looking at the many books on the tall bookshelves in the room before answering.

"You won't find anything on her, here sadly, we did have things on her but they where burned to help hide personification of Nations. Some of them where also burnt and or destroyed by are previous bosses, some nations are in the same boat as you not knowing who she is and having it be a mystery to them, the only personnifications here that know who she is are all of the allies, including me, some of the Asian like Indonesia and asean countries, New Zealand, Australia and Canada, those are the ones I can name at the moment" he said scratching his chin. "We'll if you know then tell us!" I said getting a bit impatient

He stayed quiet for a bit thinking intensely before looking to the ground sadly,

"she is...my mother"

I took a step back in confusion as he sent a deadly glare towards me "tell me Alfred do you remember anything before you where colonized? have Francis and Arthur here told you about your heritage, where you come from, do you know?"

He asked with a slight smirk forming on his lips. I look over at Francis and Arthur who wore an expression of guilt and shame on them,where they keeping something from me? About my own history?! How could they!! "Arthur, Francis." I said sternly fixing my gaze on them. They didn't say anything as the feeling of betrayal in me grew, I held on to Canada hand as he also felt betrayed, the only difference is that I feel anger when I'm betrayed but Canada feels sadness.

"America, do y-you think y-you could explain to us who t-this she character is but a little more in depth...please?" Canada said trying to hold back small tears threatening to leave his eyes, America gave us a nod as he sat down on the slightly elevated surface of the floor, he sat quiet before letting out a slight chuckle remembering past memories. "my mother was a kind person today we refer to her as Native America, she didn't believe in having a superior race of life instead she would treat all life as equal including animals and plants."

When he said that it reminded me of what I had said earlier, maybe I do have some of my origins still in me, "my name back then was Lakota Sioux, it was one of the many names I had to represent, from many tribes heh Canada also had many names she had to represent, the only difference is that she tried to get hers back."

Canada went wide eyed with hope, even other nations became curious "w-what do y-you mean?" He asked with a surprised expression, "yeah...I mean the name "Canada" it comes from the native language more specifically the word for home or the village, one of her names back then was Kanata. But when she became independent she wanted to get her title back thus she called herself Kanata yet when they where signing the papers the people in charge had an accent making it sound like Canada, when the mistake was found it was too late..."  that's...interesting, a permanent typo is engraved in my brother's name.

"What-a about your-a childhood Vee~" Feliciano asked sitting on the floor, his legs crossed "I remember my childhood very well in fact I had a hole different family back then, today New Zealand and Australia are my brothers but back then they where my cousins and allies it's funny how time can change such things" when he said that he pointed to four paintings with dust on them but you could still see it was America's and Canada's painting.