America sat uneasily in the Great Hall. Mr. Light Blue had questioned him very fiercely.
"Name?"
"America."
"Age?"
"16."
"Parents?"
Never tell anyone about us. It's better if they didn't know.
"I'm an orphan,"
"Oh? No wonder you wanted to visit the Lost Forest. I'll set you up with Foster home."
Father was so going to kill him if he could see him again. Mr. Light Blue came in with a woman. She was a tier 2. In the confusion earlier, America said he was a tier 2. It was the strongest without being to conspicuous.
" You must be America, I'm France, I'll be your foster mother. I have three other children, all by blood. I had a child the same age as you. He's gone now."
France led America away from the Great Hall.
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France introduced America to Canada, the oldest, and to Australia and New Zealand, who were twins. They were very nice to America but he knew that something was wrong.
" What's wrong? And don't you dare lie to me! I know there's something wrong."
"Huh... Well, there's a reason why I decided to foster you. You're the same age Thirteen was. You also look a lot like him. And in a month was his birthday." France decided to tell him after a few seconds or so.
"So I'm a replacement for him?"
France looked at him with a long-suffering look on her face.
"What're your abilities?" asked Canada, trying to break the ice.
"Hmm.? Oh! One of them is mind manipulation, I can implant images, thoughts etc. in someone's mind and control them, those sort of things. My second ability is telekinesis. I'm pretty sure you know what that is." replied America.
They looked flabbergasted at what he had just said and New Zealand said something about God having favourites. This did break the ice that was the subject of their lost brother. They all laughed and France started making dinner.
Canada had weather manipulation but could only create rainclouds and make it sunny. He is also a living lie detector. Australia could communicate with animals and turn into an animal he has touched in an half an hour time period. New Zealand could turn one substance into another as long as she has touched both the two objects before.
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Feathers (RusChiAme)
FanfictionThe position you hold depends largely on your wing type. The higher the tier of your wings, the better you will be treated and far more likely to gain a high position in society. Tier 0: No wings, they don't have an ability either. These are at the...
