A/N Star trek is the property of Paramount – I am just borrowing it for a time.

I do want to say I have never read any of the post Star Trek novels or really looked into how the Romulan War has been portrayed. This is my idea and interpretation. Hope it can still be enjoyable.

T'Vir was uncomfortable and it had nothing to do with the strange chair she found herself sitting in. Never would she have ever imagined that this day would come. For over 5000 years her tribe had lived in the same valley, withstanding the conflicts constantly occurring on the rest of the planet. They had repelled all attacks and did not leave their valley to become embroiled in the constant wars. That is, until the last. All of Vulcan was affected by it. The use of nuclear weapons meant no place was safe and they had been forced to leave their valley and become involved in the carnage.

Then Surak and his teachings began to spread as even many Vulcans were repulsed by the insane violence. As his followers finally prevailed, T'Vir's tribe and others like them were faced with a choice; renounce violence and follow the teaching of Surak or leave Vulcan forever.

As leader of the tribe, it was Soron's decision, but there was never really any doubt what they would do. To bow to Surak's drivel would be do stop being what it was to be Vulcan.

So now she found herself on the bridge of a Vulcan freighter carrying a third of her people. She had been honored when Soron had chosen her to be in command of one of the three ships that would carry them to a new home. Their plan was to go to an area of space beyond where Vulcan ships had ever gone. Their destination was a point in space where they would rendezvous and then find a new planet to settle. With their ship capable of Warp 2, they estimated it would take a year to reach their destination. In addition to her tribe, there were fifteen other ships in the armada.

She looked over to where Kless sat at the Mate's station. She knew he was angered at the situation and at her. She understood, after all it was his ship. But Soron had insisted that a member of the tribe be in command. Of course, in practice, she knew nothing of the workings of a Warp ship and would have to rely on him for anything concerned with its operation. She even agreed he could work directly with the crew without her input, when dealing with matters associated with the ship. But, she still had the final say and could countermand any of his commands. He also knew that her tribe was known for its viciousness and fighting prowess.

Suddenly she heard her name and realized Kless had been trying to get her attention. Slightly embarrassed at being caught daydreaming, she snapped, "What is it?"

"We have been cleared to depart."

"Very well, do what you need to do." Then as an afterthought, "Put Vulcan on the viewscreen."

"Yes Mistress", he said with just a slight edge of rebellion in his voice.

Letting it slide, she looked up as Vulcan appeared on the screen. She felt a small tinge of sadness followed by anger at those that had caused this to happen. She vowed that someday she or her descendants would return and reclaim what was theirs.

Kless was giving orders and suddenly she felt the ship began to move, slowly moving out of orbit, as Vulcan began to recede in the distance. Then the Warp engines engaged and Vulcan disappeared.

After a couple of months, the novelty of space travel had worn off and she had settled into a routine. She and Kless had managed to achieve a working truce and spent time in discussions, her natural curiosity driving her to learn about the ship and the star systems they encountered.

During one of the discussions. Kless mentioned that they were passing a solar system that had a Class M planet. When T'Vir inquired what the planet was called she was told that it was simply SS1987-3. She then asked if the inhabitable planet had sentient life on it. She was informed no had visited the planet for some time, and that at that time the inhabitants were very backward and primitive.

Now her curiosity piqued, she asked, "What do the inhabitants call the planet?"

Kless answered, "No one knows. They have not reached even radio communication and no one has investigated further."

"I want to see it."

Kless, looking surprised, "Why?"

"To check out these savages."

"For what possible reason?"

"Because no one else has."

"It will take us three weeks off course. What can a primitive culture offer of interest?"

"If nothing else, we can replenish our fresh food. Surely something will be edible."

Kless continued to argue but T'Vir was adamant. Not wishing to make a stand for such a trivial matter, Kless acceded to her request.

Just over a week later, they were in orbit around the planet. From there they were able to determine that most of the population was concentrated in a small area of the planet. They decided to land on the other side. The ship had three large shuttles, each capable of carrying twenty individuals at one time. Selecting a landing party, T'Vir descended toward a desert area around the planet from the population centers.

After setting up a base camp. T'Vir ordered the other shuttles to start bringing down half of the rest of the tribe. She then took five men and when it was night on the other side of the planet, flew a reconnaissance mission. After repeating the flights over the next few nights, they determined that the center of a civilization was a city in a land mass in the shape of a boot.

A week after they had first come down, T'Vir started to rotate tribe members so everyone would have a chance on the planet, but kept a significant amount aboard the ship as a cautionary matter, even though there didn't appear to be anything to fear on the planet.

Although Kless suggested they now continue their journey, T'Vir's curiosity had not been satisfied. She finally decided to kidnap a member of the society they had been observing, to learn what they could and also be able to learn their language.

They ended up capturing someone traveling on foot along the main road.

After bringing the man back to their camp, they attempted to interrogate him. However, he was so frightened that it was difficult to learn much. But just by letting him rant, they were able to pick up much of his language.

What they did learn was that the inhabitants apparently called their planet Earth. That they were called humans, and the governing power was called the Roman Empire. After a few days of listening to his pathetic cries, T'Vir had enough and had him shot.

Although T'Vir still would have liked to try again to learn more, she reluctantly agreed it was time to leave.

While two of the Shuttles were bringing the tribes and the supplies they had acquired back to the ship, T'Vir took the other shuttle alone for one last look. She had left the shuttle and was on a hill overlooking Rome itself, when she suddenly heard a noise behind her. Before she could fully turn, she was struck on the head by the side of a sword. The blow might have killed a human or at least rendered them unconscious for some time, but she was only badly dazed.

But before she could do anything, her attacker, a Roman soldier, had put his weight on her. In her dazed condition, she was too weak to fight him. Dimly hearing him say something about a "Barbarian wench," she suddenly felt her clothes being torn. Unable to stop him, she suffered the indignity of being raped.

Afterwards, the soldier stepped back to get dressed, overestimating how long she would be knocked out. Recovering her strength, she leapt to her feet, and before the amazed soldier could react, grabbed his sword and with one swing, made sure he would never rape anyone again. Then, as he lay on his back, screaming in pain and bleeding to death, she drove the sword so hard into his chest, that the hilt rested against it.

Gathering her clothes about her, and taking the sword with her, she made it back to the shuttle and traveled straight to the ship, where she roused the ship doctor. Telling him what happened, she submitted to an examination. She was not harmed but was stunned to hear that she was pregnant.

The doctor said it would take about a month to see what problems they would face in the pregnancy and whether the baby would be able to survive.

Neither of them considered the possibility of ending the pregnancy. It is the great paradox of Vulcan that a race so involved in war and conflict placed such high value on a child. Perhaps it was due to the long mating cycle and the harshness of Vulcan that each new life was considered sacred.

When she told Kless, he informed her it would cause a larger dilemma than she realized. He told her it was very dangerous for someone past the first trimester to travel at warp. Since they weren't sure that they would find a place to stay after three months in space, and feeling it would be too dangerous to travel at impulse, they decided to remain where they were.

After the month had passed, the doctor discovered that Vulcan genes were apparently dominant and the baby was physically Vulcan. So, there would be no problems with the fact that humans were carbon based while Vulcans were iron. She should have no problem taking it to term.

They established a permanent camp and brought everyone down, leaving a skeleton crew on the ship. Since they were going to be there for a long time, T'Vir decided she would proceed with her examination of Earth's society. After a couple more abductions, they had learned slightly more about the Empire, and more of its language, but both individuals were still obviously very low in the Roman hierarchy.

Their fourth abduction, however, hit the jackpot, a member of the Roman Senate. Once he understood what had happened, he accepted his fate. As it turned out, he was interested in science, and although of course, he had a simplistic view of the universe, his curiosity led him to decide to make the best of his situation and observe what none of his species would see for centuries.

He also quickly realized that there was no danger of revealing whatever they wanted to know about the Empire because they could easily destroy it without his help, if that was their intent.

As the months went by, T'Vir developed some appreciation of the Senator. Although he was an ignorant savage, she admired his curiosity and the stoic acceptance of his fate. She even allowed him to see the ship and take a quick voyage at warp. But that did not mean that she had any intention of letting him live. She was aware of the danger of interfering in other cultures and didn't want to risk more than they already had.

As the time for the birth of the baby approached, both she and the Senator knew his time was limited. He had only one request. To live long enough to see the baby, a merging of their two species. T'Vir granted it.

As T'Vir went into labor; down on the planet, the wife of the soldier she killed was also giving birth, having been impregnated by her husband earlier that same night. Even if they had known of the other, they could never have imagined that their children's descendants would someday lead opposing forces in a struggle for the future of the Galaxy.

After the baby was born, T'Vir kept her promise and let the Senator hold him. Then, she ran him through with her captured Roman sword. They buried him near where they had abducted him.

With the baby born, they quickly resumed their journey. Everyone had come to agree that since the baby was for all intent and purposes, Vulcan, they would keep what had happened a secret.

After they had been traveling for about three months, Kless visited T'Vir in her cabin.

"What is it, Kless?"

"I would like to offer myself as the father of the baby and your mate."

Stunned, T'Vir asked, "Why would you wish to do so? We have not always been on the best of terms."

"I have come to admire your curiosity and courage. I admit to an attraction for you."

"Perhaps I do not find you overly repugnant as well."

They were married by a priest of the tribe, but did not bond, as they did not want to risk the onset of Pon Farr and the possibility of another pregnancy.

Finally, just over two years from the time they left Vulcan, they arrived at the rendezvous point. Although they had little hope that anyone would still look for them, they decided to remain for a couple of weeks before they went in search for a home of their own.

To their utter surprise, after waiting a week, they were contacted by a Vulcan vessel. It was one of the other freighters that had carried another third of their tribe. Apparently, they had continued to check every month in the hope the rest of their tribe would be found.

Following the other ship, they arrived at their new home, New Vulcan. T'Vir and the others found that little had changed. The planet was broken up into areas controlled by Warlords, constantly at war. At least her tribe had found a safe place again, and since there were no nuclear weapons, were able to defend their land. But T'Vir now was bothered by the waste. She hoped they would be united with a common goal, to reclaim their heritage.

Suddenly, she had an epiphany. They could apply the structure and the order of the Roman Empire. Instead of conquering other lands, they could work to conquer other planets, to build a true Empire. As the members of her tribe left for their new home, T'Vir managed to convince a core of her followers to join her to attempt to create some sort of order.

She had little luck for many years. Although she gained more followers and even was able to convince a few Warlords of the value of her ideas, they were in the end only interested in helping themselves.

But then, almost twenty years after she returned, one of her disciples, Seron, was able to conquer a large amount of New Vulcan. He immediately made the extraordinary move of offering the Warlords he had conquered a place in his new government as an equivalent of the Roman Senate, at the same time keeping the ultimate power to himself.

Facing death or enslavement, the Warlords agreed. Seron declared himself Praetor, Ruler of New Vulcan. Soon, he had managed to conquer the entire planet. He then structured his followers after the Roman Empire, including positions of Tribune and Centurion. He then renamed New Vulcan Romulus after one of the founders of Rome.

After totally consolidating his power, he ordered the creation of a new language. Then he announced his plans for the building of a great fleet to conquer other worlds and form a true empire.

Eventually, he carried out T'Vir's vision by beginning the expansion of the Romulan Empire. The first conquest was a planet in the same Solar System. After the conquest, he renamed the planet Remus and the people Remans.

T'Vir herself turned down any positions of power and returned with Kless and her son to rejoin her tribe.

The doctor aboard the freighter had told her that some human characteristics could appear in later generations. This was confirmed when her first grandchild was born with green eyes.