It's approaching the fifty year anniversary since the fall of the United States of America. A world meeting is being held in the city that was once named Washington D.C., capital of the long deceased America. During their stay, the nations of the world are experiencing encounters with many intriguing people. Or person. Is the personification of America really dead? DISCONTINUED

"He thought he would be alone forever. But... There are still the phoenixes." China has become the world power, replacing the fallen America. But neither are too concerned. Oneshot.

Because Italy is an Evil mastermind and America's a technology prodigy. And they're pretty fed up with the world. DISCONTINUED.

America knows that he's Zero, as that's usually the number he roles. As for One through Five, he's landed on them on the occasion… He was terrified to let them out. But, as he fingered the die in his hand, he wondered if he should role another number. DISCONTINUED.

Countries aren't human, no matter how much they look or pretend. They suffer more than a human's share of joy and grief, love and hate, life and death. Life matters to them no more than death appeals. Shots and drabbles about the existence of the nations.

Because of the magnitude of the economic recession, some countries are stuck living at America's house. Yet appearances can be deceiving-because as beautiful as this house appears, deep scars are kept within. Mysterious people, ghosts, rooms that don't exist, Tony's threats, and old graves are only some of the things strange about Alfred's house. DISCONTINUED.

Told from Canada's POV. Oneshot. Canada and the world have had enough with America. They plan on finishing him once and for all. They succeed. Unfortunately for them America doesn't die. A little bit gruesome, but not too much. Re-Uploaded