The person in Portugal's life that America reminds her of is the Roman empire. I'll explain at the bottom.
Also anyone who is reading More Heroes (yay) I've been having trouble updating it as I lost inspiration for it.
Also, the guest who commented that Portugal was a province not a territory, I edited that part. I am sorry for historical inaccuracies, but I don't have a lot of access to reliable information. I do take the time to research for each chapter but I am trying various different styles. This one is in diary format, the last I used magic for my character.
I originally only wrote the first part as a drabble, then yesterday I extended it to fit my 1000 words goal per chapter. This isn't as historical as I would like, but it doesn't say much on the conquering of Lusitania on the websites I used. This also isn't as canon, as it features Fatherly!Rome. And while I know there were a lot more provinces of the roman empire than Lusitania, Hispania, Gaul, and Italy, as this is supposed to be Portugal's life as a young girl these are the provinces she probably would have grown up with. One more thing, I know England was at one point part of the Roman Empire but in the fanfics I read about that, he probably would not have lived in Rome's house as Rome would not have trusted him enough.
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia, and my Portugal is based off of the creator's sketches.
Lusitania= Portugal Hispania= Spain Gaul=France Veneziano= North Italy and Romano is obviously South Italy.
Rome's diaries – 19 B.C.
Today after finally conquering the Iberian Peninsula, I found someone peculiar. A soon-to-be nation.
My men and me were staying in an old home where the occupants had died fighting our superb army. When I went outside to get some fresh air, I heard a bush tremble. I bent down next to it and something lunged out.
If the young girl were not so small, she would have nailed me in the eye. It was a young girl wearing tattered robes. She looked scared, but her glaring bright green eyes were trying to hide it. "Go away!" the five year old yelled in a high voice. "Your one of the evil men who wants to kill my people aren't you!" I lifted her up so she was at eye level at me and she threw a punch but thankfully, for me her reach was too short. "Let go of me! You took my brother Hispania already, now you want me too!"
I froze. Hispania was another part of Iberia that I had conquered. I saw the family resemblance: brown curly hair, bright green eyes and olive skin. "I am not going to hurt you or your brother. My name is the Roman Empire. What is your name?"
"Lusitania," she said with pride. She pronounced each syllable separately as if she had been practicing.
"Well Lusitania, I am sorry my men hurt your people. However, I plan to help them. I'll show them the Roman ways, by building roads, bridges, aqueducts, and baths, and teach them how to read and write Latin. I'll also adopt you and you can be my granddaughter," I said putting her on the ground.
"Really?" her eyes widened.
I laughed, "Really, I promise." I picked her up again and she did not attack me. I set her on my shoulder and she grabbed my helmet and put it on herself. It fell down in front of her eyes and she pushed it up, for it only to fall down again. "Here, let me help." I adjusted the strap so she could somehow wear it. I carried her inside and set her on a roman style couch a victory feast set before her eyes.
She eyed the fish and picked some up. After taking a bite, her eyes bugged and she quickly stuffed five more. "Someone was hungry," I laughed. She gave me a look that clearly said oh shut up, then ate two more. I smiled. She looked adorable even with the fish oil all over her face. She yawned tiredly. "Come on, let's go to bed," I led her to a place for her to sleep and I put a wool blanket over her.
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I was on a ship, heading home. Next to me Lusitania is snoring away. She seems okay on a ship, but I feel a bit seasick. I never really liked sailing anyway that was Greece's thing. Ah Greece…
I showed Lusitania around and she asked dozens of questions about everything. The proud captain was only too happy to comply. After running around the ship and eating more fish, she had fallen asleep without protest. While she wasn't my little Italy, she sure was cute
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Today I landed in Rome after two weeks on the mare nostrum (what the Mediterranean Sea was called by the Romans). Some of my men had gotten extremely seasick but Lusitania looked okay, not weakened at all by the churning waters. "Where are we anyway?" she asked the captain and I.
"We're in my home, the great city of Rome." I said with beautiful marble and concrete city came into view.
"Wow," Lusitania breathed her eyes huge. The men threw the ladder over the side of the boat and we walked into the bustling port. The loud merchants shouted their prices and my citizens navigated through them.
"Let me take you to my home which will be shared by you and many other people," I said leading her through the market. "First let's mount." I climbed onto my favorite horse and put Lusitania in front of me, and we rode through the expertly paved streets. "Welcome to the house." My home had a red roof and the interior walls were covered in mosaics and paintings, and elegant columns supported them.
"Grandpa Rome!" Veneziano shouted as he ran towards me. Romano and Hispania followed suit with Gaul trailing wearily behind. He stopped when he saw Lusitania and asked, "Who is she? Is she my new big sister?"
I smiled and said, "Yes, this is your new adopted sister. This is Lusitania." Hispania's eyes widened and he hug-tackled his sister and Veneziano quickly did the same.
"It's nice to see you too, but please, get off!" Lusitania said underneath her brothers.
"Oh no, I almost killed you!" Veneziano said distressed.
Lusitania sent him a grudging smile. "I'm fine. But first while I know Hispania's name what about yours."
"I'm Veneziano, though most people call me Italy or North Italy!" He said back to his usual bouncy self.
"My name is Gaul," Gaul said smiling at her and giving her a rose that appeared out of nowhere. She stepped back from him wearily and turned to Romano.
"I'm Romano." He said in his usual gruff voice, and then stormed off.
I stepped forward and said, "How about we go to the garden and you guys can play together and get to know each other." I led them outside and watched them play. Lusitania and Hispania quickly went for the wooden swords and started fencing. Hmm… maybe I should teach them one of these days. I bit my lip. For little children they did seem to be doing better than most novices would. Gaul watched interested. He does seem to get along well with Hispania.
"Ha, ha! I got you!" Lusitania said victoriously and Hispania slumped over in defeat. She bent down to him and smiled at him, holding out her hand to help him up. "Good match," she said softly to her brother. After a little grumbling, he took her hand and got up.
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It's been a few weeks since I've brought Lusitania home. She gets along well the rest though fights tend to break out between her and Hispania. Gaul has been flirting with her much to Lusitania and Hispania's annoyance. Veneziano seems to like the idea of having a big sister though Romano is still grumpy as usual.
I've been teaching them Latin and sword fighting lately. All of them absorb the information like a sponge; they understand it much better than the humans do at their age. My biggest worry for them is, as they get older, I do not wish for them to drift apart. Siblings should always be there for each other…
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500+ years later- before the fall of Rome
Every day I grow weaker. My emperor is but a child, not a leader. I have lost much of my wealth and power in this state. Fighting takes more and more effort. Women sadly have lost their appeal. However, I must not fade completely. My legacy will always be here in my empire.
My children Gaul, Hispania, Romano, Lusitania and little Veneziano I leave you my language. I know it will not be the same as it once was, but use it well. Spread it to the ends of Terra. (Earth) I leave to you also the new religion Christianity, may it always be the one form of unity between you.
Gaul, for you I leave you military strategy. Let your generals always be great. Your gift is a roman war helmet.
Hispania, I leave you the spirit of conquest. May it drive you through your golden age of an empire. I leave you my shield to protect you.
Romano I leave you only my fortune. I am sorry I have nothing else to give, this is a path you must figure out on your own. As a gift I will leave you some explosive powder from Asia.
Veneziano, I leave you art. Let your cities be the most beautiful. I also leave you anything that is left in your piece of the world.
Lusitania I leave you the spirit of exploration. I hope it will guide you on your goal to make a mark on history, no matter how small you are. I leave you my sword, you know the one.
My children, I am sorry for all the pain I may have caused you. Nevertheless, I know all of you are going to live out my legacy, and become the most influential countries in the world.
Now's the time I explain why the United States is similar to Rome. First off they had both started with a king. Rome kicked the last one out at around 500 B.C. (though ironically went to something worse later- the emperor) Rome went to a republic, and the United Sates to a democratic-republic based off of the Roman Republic. They were also both built on slavery. At one point 1/3 the population of Rome was enslaved and it was like that in certain areas of the south until the 1860s.
There are a lot more similarities to the two, and those are just the tip of the iceberg. For those who never studied the two, or those who have, start looking for the similarities as it gets kind of scary on how much history is repeating itself.
Next chapter WWI Germany's POV
Finally, here is an updated version if her profile