The league was just going for a run. Until some blonde thought it was a good idea to get some blood. What she didn't know if that there was a hero on patrol where she was. ⚠️Warning!⚠️ This story with contain the following Cursing PTSD Depression Schizophrenia Abuse If you don't like or approve of it I do recommend you to skip on by this story so you do not feel uncomfortable reading this story.

It's been centuries since Spain, England, and France had last seen their North American baby girls. So many long years. When North America were toddlers they were forced by their bosses to leave the children due to being enemies. No matter how much they begged and pleaded. They had gave the children to be raised by Native America. And now it was almost the week of their girls' birthday. The girls they had been forced to leave. This was gonna bring back painful memories just like it did every year. Or maybe.... it wouldn't this time. Especially when the girls finally come to a world meeting. Maybe the reunion they've waiting for can finally happen. Or not..... As they slowly try to get closer with their babies, it still seems like North America can't remember them. But not everything is as it seems. (Fem Spain, fem America, fem Canada, fem Mexico)