Hello everyone. I posted a story like this a while back. I made a lot of changes. I own nothing of the Trek world and am not making any money off of this. Please, please review and let me know what you think!

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As soon as she entered her quarters she knew that someone had been there. The smell of them still lingered in the air and she breathed in the scent of them. "A Vorta and JemHadar." She knew what Vorta was there and what his hands touched in the room. For her plans to work she would have to obtain permission from this specific Vorta and was pleased that he was already curious about her.

Her servant entered her quarters. "Horan, glad you are back. What have you found out about that Vorta Weyoun?"

"Besides the obvious not much. He's far more power hungry than most believe and is the one that is keeping Dukat in check. Weyoun is definitely the one you need to speak with." Horan gently bowed.

She smiled at her Bajoran servant who had done well. It was because of him that she was chosen for this task. "If all goes well Horan you may become Vasperan yet." She hissed seductively while tracing a finger down his cheek.

He breathed in at her touch. "I desire nothing else."

"I know and you'll make a wonderful Vasperan, I knew that from the first time I saw you." She gently kissed him. He returned the sentiment and the kiss deepened with his arms wrapping around her.

They fondled and teased for a few minutes and he let her go. "I haven't fed yet Horan and I honestly do not desire the bottles that I have brought. Let's go out tonight. Quark's seems to be a fitting environment for a meal."

He nodded and helped her get dressed for the night to come.

Quark's was thankfully packed tonight and the smell of drunkenness and vice filled the air. The Ferengi owner of the establishment was more than pleased as his profit margin was going to rise considerably tonight.

"Catherine, is there anyone of interest you see?"

Her eyes searched and saw many whom she would love to have company with. Though she would need to be careful as she realized that many eyes were on her at the moment. She listened and heard that her requests with Quark as spread and now people were talking. "Give it time; people are talking at the moment about me. My requests made to Quark sparked interest amongst the inhabitants of the station." She smiled at Horan who understood her meaning.

"Then I'll find some company for you." He stood and left her to sit and observe.

She searched the area looking down from the second floor. Oh there were so many here that would give their lives for her but only one person on the station mattered at the moment. She traced her memories and remembered how he smelled, the curiosity that surrounded him.

Someone approached her slowly and then took the seat that Horan occupied only ten minutes before. "I must say that you are a rather curious individual."

"Weyoun isn't it?" He nodded. "I'm flattered." She turned her attention to Horan who was speaking with a young Dabo girl who has taken interest with him. Her eyes though looked over another man in a striking blue outfit that covered what looked to be smooth skin.

Weyoun wasn't used to being dismissed so casually and was surprised at how irritated he felt. "Your name is Catherine DuMonier correct?"

"Yes." She kept her attention on the crowd below breathing in all the vice that each partook in and cursed the fact there were so many JemHadar simply sitting around. Worthless creatures.

"Human?"

"Was."

"Was? But that is a Human name and forgive me but your face is that of a Human."

She slowly turned her head to face Weyoun and smiled. "I look like a lot of things when needed." Her attention was once again focused on the crowd below. It thrilled her that Weyoun was irritated with her lack of attention towards him. She could hear his heart beat not unlike a Human's but its rhythm was slightly slower with a third beat every two seconds and she closed her eyes as she listened to it. She turned to face him and listened closer to the blood flow through him and wondered what Vorta blood tasted like. His body was young with decades of memories. What a combination.

Weyoun felt a chill run through him when she looked at him. Her focus was on if not through him. "What are you then?"

"Something I know you want to become, what you have searched for, for decades and never found." Her voice was low and just within his hearing limits. "Would you like to talk about it?"

There was no seduction in her voice but he found himself compelled by her. "I would as I have some questions to ask you."

"And I you. Oh, I see my companion has found someone." She looked at Horan. 'Take her to our quarters. I wish to give Weyoun a show.' Horan simply nodded looking up at her.

"Shall we go to my quarters and discuss things? I know you've been there already."

Weyoun was surprised that she knew that but didn't let that show. "It seems there is more to you than I originally thought."

He walked with her to her quarters flanked by his JemHadar guards. They entered leaving the guards outside. "I would request that you allow my companion and a young woman to enter when they arrive."

Catherine looked at the Vorta with interest and knew that all she had to do was seduce him with his own desire. "You want to know what I am. I have every intention on showing you but before that we need to wait for them to arrive." She offered a seat and he took it now more curious than ever.

"Any attempts at seduction would be wasted on me I'm afraid."

Catherine sat across from him. "Oh, this is a seduction you'll not want to pass up. It will be rather educational. That I can guarantee." The quarter doors opened and Horan stepped inside with a Dabo girl of no more than nineteen years of age. "I'm so glad that you can make it."

The girl looked frightened when she saw Weyoun in the room. "Horan, what's going on?"

He held her to him and she struggled to get away. "Calm down my dear you'll not be harmed." He whispered in her ear.

Catherine stood and walked towards the girl and stood at an angle to make sure the Weyoun would see everything that took place. A finger went along the young girl's neck. "You are so beautiful, so pure still. You are very lucky that the Dominion is here preventing the Cardassians from taking advantage of all your charms."

The girl shivered and looked into Catherine's eyes. "You'll feel only pleasure with what I will do."

Weyoun wasn't sure if what he was seeing was real or not. He slowly stood as he watched as the girl's face went from fearful to blank when she looked into Catherine's eyes. "Only pleasure." She slowly whispered back.

"That's right."

Horan lifted the girl and laid her on the sofa. Catherine sat beside the girl who looked up with a blank expression on her face. "Now let's have some fun." Her hands swept over the girl's body and an excited moan was her reward with her head moving back and forth in pleasure. This was done for about ten minutes with the younger woman moaning in tears.

Weyoun stood back watching with interest at the show. He was still not entirely convinced that this was not an act. Yet he allowed the show to continue.

"Get up my dear and seduce our Vorta guest."

The girl walked up to Weyoun who stopped the girl's advances with a push towards the sofa. "There really is no need."

"I thought so." Catherine turned her attention to the wanton girl on the sofa that seemed to be in pain from his rejection of her. "Shhh my child. Now Weyoun will ask you some questions and you will be perfectly honest with him. Please Weyoun ask her any question you see fit."

He sat down looking bored but asked a question anyway. "What is your opinion of the Dominion?"

"It's pure evil."

Weyoun laughed despite himself but took interest now. Most would have found some politically correct answer. "What is so evil about it?"

"The changelings want to enslave everyone and created creatures that enjoy killing."

He was laughing now. "Oh? Are there Bajorans that are loyal to the Federation?"

"All Bajorans are."

His mood darkened. "Give me names."

She shook her head and screamed in pain. "No, I can't tell you." That answer was rewarded with a pain in her stomach.

Catherine held her. "Answer the question my dear and the pain will stop."

The girl made an attempt to put up with the pain but lost in the end. "Major Kira." Tears fell down her cheeks.

Weyoun's interest was piqued and he looked at Catherine. "How did you do this to her?"

Catherine smiled as she had the girl relax in her arms. "I'll show you."

If he didn't see it for himself he wouldn't believe it. Her eyes turned golden and sharp incisors dropped and faster than any being was capable off she plunged into the young girl's neck. The girl moaned in pain and pleasure as she was being drained of her life essence.

Catherine pulled back and licked up the excess blood. With a few licks the wounds healed themselves. She looked into the girl's eyes. "You will remember nothing of this. Horan will take you back to your quarters and you'll rest. You had a simple conversation him but you both decided to leave it at that."

"Yes, I'm going to rest." She stood up slowly and walked towards the door with Horan guiding her out.

Weyoun was no enthralled with the woman before him. "I've heard of your kind but they were only stories."

She sat back down. "Oh, they are not stories. Well some of them are, some are not."

"Are you truly immortal?"

"Yes, interested?"

He sat across from her. "Very much so."

Catherine knew that she held his interest. "I can arrange that but I'll need something in return."

His tone began to freeze. "And what is that?"

"I need your permission to allow this station to hold a meeting of my kind here. About six hundred will attend as well as their guests. It could be arranged somewhere else but secrecy is of the utmost importance. The Dominion is capable of keeping secrets I assume." She sat back getting comfortable. "If you do this you'll live longer than the very Gods you worship and serve so dutifully."

Weyoun finally understood what Catherine was here for. She was a scout seeking out a location. "No one knows about your kind do they?"

"Oh Humans do but we are not talked about. My kind are a secret that they desire to forget. So do I have your permission and understanding that the event will be kept secret until the night of the event?"

"I'll have to think it over." He stood knowing that his time was over here.

"Twenty-seven hours. I'll need an answer by then."

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