Ireland is struggling for independence and England is desperate for her to stay. What can she do? One part of her wants to stay, the other part is screaming for freedom. Set around the birth of Northern Ireland in 1921.

The Great Famine hit her hard. Every day is a struggle and she is finding it harder to hold herself together. That is until she's given a new ray of hope. But will it be enough and did it come soon enough? Will she ever escape his clutches and that of the hunger that eats away at her? Ireland first person fic. No pairings. Rated M for swearing and due to England's behaviour Oneshot

England needs the help of the seas most fearsome woman. But will she help him and if she does, is everything as it seems? Rated M for language, certain scenes and a good bit of violence.