The fires burn as the buildings around the glorious city of Roma are ravaged. The Barbarian hoards ransacked and pillaged everything around them. Citizens ran in panic as the heathens cut down men, captured prisoners and looted whatever they came across. A general searched the streets for a clear path to Ostia. He knew that the remaning citizens would be evacuated on boats at that port to leave for safer lands. General Marcus Verus ran with his blood soaked armor down the road outside of the fortified city. The eternal city had become hell for all who remained. As he ran a group of barbarian soldiers stood in his path.

"Die Roman!" one called. The front soldier swung, but Marcus stopped before he could be hit. The second slashed, but Marcus grabbed his arm to throw him into the others. Two of the enemy crashed into each other while Marcus stabbed the confused third soldier in the face with his Gladius. Quickly Marcus took the sword from the dead soldier and used it to stab the other two who had landed on top of each other. As the final living soldier attacked him he headbutted him with the helmet. 'huff...huff. That was close' he thought as he removed his helmet. it was covered in blood and was too beaten to be useful.

Clunk! went the helmet as Marcus left it with the corpses as he sprinted sword in hand away to Ostia.

The city of Ostia was doing its best to board the refugees on to what remained of the navy. The ships could hold a decent amount of people, but nowhere near the population of Rome. Admiral Fabian watched the people board the fleet counting them in his mind. 'I am given a fleet to help evacuate Rome with understaffed ships and it seems their aren't many to save. I have 10 ships and that means I can carry a total of 4200.' He thought looking at the refugees again. The number of those boarding the ship was starting to go from a flood to a trickle as the last survivors boarded the ships. AS the last boarded the boats began to unmoor as they started to leave

"WAIT!" A voice called as Fabian turned to see a soldier in bloody, tattered armor run to the ships. Jumping form the end of the dock the soldier reached out his arm and instinctively Fabian grabbed it and pulled the heavy soldier on board. "Thank you admiral." He said

"You got lucky there." Fabian said looking the soldier over. "Good timing General..." Fabian said extending his hand. The soldier responded grabbing the hand. "Marcus." He responded. "Well Marcus, we plan to sail to Britannia for safety form the barbarians. You should probably go get some sleep." Fabian continued. Marcus nodded and went to get some sleep.

Days went by as the fleet of refugees sailed Mare Nostrum. Fabian and Marcus became fast friends as the ships sailed towards the Pillars of Hercules in order to sail around Iberia and Gaul to Britannia. AS they began to pass the great rocks, The sea churned, and the skies blackened as a shimmering purple disk began floating in front of them, and the boats started floating towards it. Desperate rowers tried to stop the ships, but the might of the seas and the portal kept them moving towards the event horizon of the gate. People screamed as they vanished through the gate, and others desperately tried to jump ship, but the sea dragged them into the gate all the same. As Marcus, and Fabian grasped the masts to hold themselves still, the ship was dragged through, and all on board blacked out. With a final loud CLAP! the portal snapped shut, and the refugees of the great Roman Empire...were gone.

Equestria year 20 LR(Luna's Return)

It had been 20 years since the return of Princess Luna. Celestia, her sister, and Cadence, and Twilight ruled the Kingdom of Equestria. Cadence controlled the Crystal Empire, a protectorate of Equestria. It had been decided, that with the world at relative peace, it was time for Equestria to finally complete mapping the west. The "Undiscovered West" was a mystery to all the kingdoms of Equis, as only Equestria was able to spend money on expeditions into the region due to many of the other nations experiencing turmoil over the past decades.

The ship E.S.S. Harmony had been sailing for days without land in sight. Until...

"LAND HOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" a pony called form the Crow's Nest. Captain Shipshape looked through her spyglass to see the land on the horizons. With this, the crew began to drop anchor as the landing boat was lowered. The group rowed to the shore where Shipshape planted a flag. "Equestria has finally discovered the west!" she shouted and her crew cheered until a dart hit the captain in the neck, then another and another into the other crewmates.

"Who are these equines?" a figure said. He was clad in steel armor, and so were his cohorts. "I don't know sir, but that flag is of a nation not from here. Terra Nova owns this landmass so I don't know who they could be." one replied. The commander stroked his beard in thought. "We'll need to take them to the governor, He'll decide if this discovery is worth the time of the Emperor." The commander said. Each of them grabbed one of the ponies and carried them off into the treeline. Little did anyone know, that the discovery of an Empire as great as Equestria was about to happen.

Author's Note

A story of Romans in Equestria. A country in Equestria idea but with just the people making a nation in another world.