Sadtalia [Warning sad!]

Native America, mother of America

Authors note:Yes I know that England and America are brothers and in conclusion the English discovered America and native America did not birth America which if I did do it a Canon way then it would be extremely difficult to have every single part of hetalia and American history make sense at the same time so do not complain that "oh this isn't like this in American history" or "oh it wasn't like this in hetalia Arthur has no way of being America's dad" just...let me bend the rules for the sake of sadtalia please, otherwise it will be excruciatingly difficult to have this story actually be sad/make sense.
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I rubbed my stomach smiling looking down knowing how I would be a mother soon enough and then I looked in the distance and saw giant wooden things coming to the land with men on it but they didn't look normal, they looked like they had no blood in their veins [how were they alive..?] I though to myself as it came closer and some man screamed "LAND AHOY!" And i was scared and saw a man standing on the edge of the thing holding onto a rope with one hand in the air "who is he?" I blushed as he reminded of the man who WAS going to be the father of my child*ren* somehow I hid behind a tree scared they were enemies, I never seen someone with such pale skin before, he was handsome and I couldn't believe it, he got off his ship and was walking my way and I was scared, I didn't have a weapon with me Tod defend myself and I shuffled my leg a little and stepped on a twig as it made a loud echoing snap "who's there!?" He said with an odd speech, he didn't sound like me, he sounded funny he pronounced things funny and it itself was funny in a way but I was still terrified as he looked behind the tree and saw me "Hello, love! What's a girl like you doing all the way out here?" He looked at me "I...-STAY BACK!!" I said threatening him "woah woah, calm down love, I wouldn't dare lay my sword on the skin of a woman!" He held his hands up backing away slowly "so...your not bad?" I calmed down a little bit "no no! Of course not darling!" He smiled and chuckled "where is your blood?"I said "oh? What do you mean?" He looked down at his hands and arms
"your skin...it's light." I said confused how he didn't understand "oh! I have blood! Look!" He put his finger on the tip of his shiny blade and pressed down a bit and winced and showed her the blood coming from his finger "see? Blood!" He chuckled a bit "oh.." I smiled and looked at him "who are you if I may ask milady?" He dipped his head at me smiling "P-pocahontas or native America" I stammered "Arthur Kirkland but preferably England milady!" He smiled again "Ok then.." I looked as he started at the bulge of my stomach "I'm so so very sorry to ask! But...is that a cake in the ol' oven there?" He pointed at my stomach "cake in the oven?"
I didn't get his figure of speech "um..are you pregnant?" He responded blushing "Yes, I will be baring them very soon." I looked at him and giggled a bit blushing "oh!" He blushed and laughed along "Well, how about I show you around?" I smiled "that would be lovely, dear!" He smiled "ok!" I has brought him to some parts of my land
~later~
"That was amazing!" he was in awe "nice ,right?" I smiled "obviously!" He laughed "Britain...?" I smiled at him "yes?" He looked at me "why did you come here in the first place? Just wondering." I wondered "well...I came to take this land." He looked down blushing scratching the back of his head looking down "YOU WHAT!?" I stood up and yelled at him furious  "look love, it's not as bad as it sounds! I-" before he could finish she interrupted him "NO! I trusted you as my friend! And I was even falling for you!" She yelled again extremely angry "Love, it's really not that bad! I promi-" he was interrupted again by her "NO! IM DONE TRUSTING YOU! THIS MEANS WAR!" She yelled and stompted off as England was left sad
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England's P.O.V
"I was just doing my job..." he got up and walked off and went back to the boat "Hey Britain! We have our own land now!" He held up his beer mug filled with beer "Yeah..I know" he looked down "say, what's wrong Britain?" He asked "nothing....it's just...we have a new enemy instead of ally, native America has told her people by now that we are the enemy and the Indians have claimed war on us." He looked at him "what!?" He said "sadly yes." He sighed

~the next morning~
I had gotten out my British flag to claim native America as being under British rule and i stabbed it into the ground as my men cheered behind me as a huge crowd got off the ship as I turned to them "men! The native Americans have decided to turn on us! So now we fight back!" He held up his sword as the others held up theirs cheering "let's go men!" They went to the battlefield to wait for the Indians "RAAAA!" The Indians charged from the deep forest as we started shooting at them and drawing our swords towards them as I shot an Indian man and another and another as soon enough after I lost some men we had killed most of the Indians while some others retreated and I turned to see one of my men and soon enough several running to their camp and I heard something I'd never forget ever in my life.."NO! STAY AWAY! GET AWAY!" I heard a scream that was ear piercing and sounded like native America "NATIVE AMERICA!!!" I raced into a tent and saw my men standing in front of a dead,bloody native America and two infants laying next to her covered in their mothers blood, crying, my men were staring at them thinking [what have we done?] As I stood in shock. "Move- MOVE YOU BLOODY IDIOTS!" I shoved them out of the way and scrambled over to the two young boys, both blonde and looked identical except one had a large curl and they oddly had light skin, I picked up the two boys and cleaned them with his shirt and wrapped them both in cloth "poor children, WHY DID YOU DO THAT!?" He yelled at his crew "I DIDNT TELL YOU TO KILL NATIVE AMERICA!" He yelled infuriated "let's just go.." he calmed down "poor things,I guess from here on out you will be my brothers, Canada and America,  you two must never know of this or your mother though, you'd only be devastated and hate me to the core." He hugged the two crying thinking about native America.