The United States of Hetalia: The Forgotten Territory

Chapter 7: The Decision

1861

I guess you could say that I had gotten used to this land. Almost. We were hardly ourselves anyway. The Cherokees all acted as white men. We were the same as them. Hardly anyone even remembers the Cherokee language. Many white people live in the Indian Territory. We also have a lot of criminals hiding out here. I don't really care. They don't do anything to us. We threw away the bows and arrows for rifles. We have the railroad built right through here. There really was no law here, and people loved it, even me. I would be lying if I said I haven't robbed a few strangers passing through my land.

The American Civil War had started. I probably shouldn't have gotten involved, but I had reasons. There was no denying I had morfed into a white. Sure, my skin was still copper, but I was an American. I knew America didn't like me. I was disturbing the peace in this land. I didn't like him either, so it didn't bother me. But did I really hate him so much that I would fight a war against him? I wasn't sure what I thought anymore. What did I really want? Stratch that, it didn't matter what I wanted. What did my people want?

Stand Watie was strong on the Confederacy. I respect him. Many of the outlaws that hide here are with the Confederacy. What would I do? I knew the answer in my heart. My people have slaves. We don't treat them like many whites do. We treat them well. They have free roam around the territory, but they choose to come back because they know they are treated well. The slaves help so much. I also know that the South can't survive without them. What use would freeing them do for the Union? I don't care if it was official or if I was qulified, I was going to fight for the South. It was for my people. It was for my freedom. It was for our way of life. Isn't this what I was fighting for. I know the truth. It pains me to say it for some reason. My heart doesn't want to believe it. The real reason I am fighting this war is because I hate America.

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The war was long and hard. I fought in the Confederate Indian Calvary of the Army of the Trans-Mississippi under the chief of the Cherokee Nation, Stand Watie. I rememer him walking with me on the Trail of Tears, and now he was a brigadier general. However, the Confederacy did lose. I'm kind of glad it did, Watie was ruthless. The US Government made John Ross the new chief. I didn't really care because Ross has been chief before. I suppose this war, like my history, will fade into time.

Stand Watie was real, and most Cherokees faught with the Confederacy.