-Chapter 7-

Kona sat across from D'Anna watching her work on some files on the Data stream not paying any attention to her as she waited patiently for the Imperious Leader to allow her entry. Not understanding what he could possibly want with her she had been assigned to maintenance duties over a squadron of new raiders hardly noticeable duties for the Imperious Leader in charge of the entire empire to care. She had hoped that her work ethics would keep her out of trouble but apparently there was something she was doing that have to be quickly changed.

It had been a better part of an hour sitting there waiting when all of the sudden the doors open and one of the Il-series robots came floating out. Not really understanding their purpose she had heard though that they retain the memories of the Imperious Leader but through evolution have developed their own personalities causing them to specialize in different matters some were scientist others were strategists and pretty sure they had other duties but with her position she would probably never know what they were.

The machine doesn't even acknowledge Kona as it passes her giving her some indication that possibly it was somebody important in the chain of command. Wondering if he was the one she had rumor was in charge of this place named the Colony but before she had a chance to let her imagination wonder she hears a chime as D'Anna acknowledges it there is a deep resounding voice that emits from the speaker. "Send Kona in." is all it says D'Anna looks up at the blond woman sitting across from her and motions her in.

Kona walks into the room to see many lavish design some that she found beautiful others that seemed decrepit she continues to the end of the room where she notices his Excellency sitting in a chair that is twice his size. Kneeling in front of him she wasn't really sure of the protocol in addressing his Imperiousness "…yes your extreme Excellency…" looking up with a little uncertainty. Watching as his helmet tips back a little as if he had given a little chuckle under it he sits their gazing at her.

"My child please raise yourself and address me as Purevenom" leaning back in his chair giving off a more relaxed posture.

"Pure…Venom…" slowly standing she feels compelled to ask "If I may be so bold… why did you choose such a peculiar name?"

Purevenom pauses for a second as if taken aback by the question. Standing up he walks over to the window gazing out to the stars "To be honest you are the first to ask…" as if he was deep in thought recalling the past "…I find your question interesting because I never really thought about it." Turning back towards the lovely blond woman "when the transfer was complete and I awoke in this body… my body felt as though it was flooded with all these new senses and as if I had became pure I wanted name something with a bite to it to put fear in all who opposed me… and it just hit me." Satisfied with his answer he placed his hand on his side as if he was immortalizing himself in that position.

"From what I understand though it has never took" feeling comfortable with the conversation something about his presence made him easier to talk to.

Sagging his head a little "You are correct… try as I have everyone feels compelled to call me by title then name."

Giving him a little smile "Purevenom my lord you have called me to your presence what do you ask of me" bowing her head slightly.

Watching this goliath swell she realizes that she must have gotten on his good side with the gesture he quickly turns and finds his seat. "Of course… the reason I have called upon you. I'm aware you are assigned to a raider maintenance unit are you happy there?"

"I live to serve Purevenom if that is where you desire my service then it shall be done."

"Point in fact that is not where I desire you… I have an important mission for you but first I need to ensure you are ready before I can send you…" leaning forward "Tell me what do you know about the art of espionage and subterfuge?"

"I know the meaning but I have never tested them, really there is no need in the Empire" giving him a quizzical look.

"True, but now we do… I will be assigning you to the Command Center as a receptionist your cover will be as a fetcher, a menial job for you but should get you close to where you need to be. Your mission though is something entirely different without anyone aware I want you to find everything you can about the operations of that section." Turning to a map "I want to know where we are going find out what ships will be docking and when, the raider patrol patterns everything I need to plan an attack on this facility."

Overwhelmed Kona hesitates "…but you can get all the information without my help?"

"Indeed I can child, but this test is to see if you can get it without any help from anyone here. You will have no security clearances, no resources to speak of to help you in this matter, since you will only be reporting to me if you are caught I will deny any knowledge of you and your mission and more than likely have you executed for treason understand?"

"I will not fail you Purevenom" bowing again. Kona begins to think about what just happened and how she was going to prepare for it "Will that be all?" is all she can muster out as her thought process began to decipher everything she just heard.

"…Yes, actually there is one more thing…" getting up resting his hand on her shoulder "until I'm satisfied with your results this will be the last time we see each other face to face. You will need to figure out another way to communicate to me without drawing attention."

"I understand Purevenom then I hope to see you again soon." Standing up she gives him another bow as she walks toward the door mid way there she stops and turns "If you don't mind following my cue I will play this meeting off as an admonishment for my unsatisfactory work in the hanger" giving him a wink she turns back putting her head in her hands beginning to cry she quickened her pace out the door.

Watching Kona run out the room Purevenom sat there with a huge smile under his helmet this was going better than he could ever hope. The D'Anna sitting outside of his office walks in briskly looking back at the hallway at the fragile girl who just left the office. "My lord be it none of my business, but what did you say to that poor girl?"

"You over step you bounds D'Anna, but in this case I will allow it. I don't want that poor excuse of a Cylon working on my raiders reassign her to somewhere she can't mess things up." Watching to see where D'Anna places her he decides to see if he is able to predict her destination.

"Of course your Excellency, I will have her transferred to the Command Center I'm sure they will have some menial job that they can place her into."

"Excellent, see that it is done" watching D'Anna leave the room another smile is brought to his face under that helmet. Wanting to relax he decides that it is time to check on the status of his new chambers he begins following her out the door "I will be back in a little while, I'm off for a walk and I do not wish to be disturbed."

"Understood your Excellency" marching off he decides to take the scenic route allowing him to see more of the Colony things have gone to well today better that he didn't push his limits.

John walks into the room confused why his brother refused to see anyone to include his own selves. The Colony had continued to send communications to have the Basestar return to port but John had declined the request stating that he was on the verge of something but would not relay anymore information. He had ultimately locked himself into his lab stating that he didn't want anyone to disturb him and to ignore all recall communications. John finally deciding that it was in the best interest of his model entered the labs too finally intervene to find out what his brother was up too.

"Brother… are you in here" looking around at everything in disarray he picked up some parts and setting them back down he proceeded in deeper in to the room. "Brother you are beginning to worry the other models in this erratic behavior."

When all the sudden he sees John lean through a doorway as he looked at him he could see that his hair was a mess and that he hadn't shaved in quite some time "I thought I said I didn't want to be disturbed!" yelling at him.

"Brother you have been held up in here for weeks. The Colony still requires us to return, we even received word that his Imperiousness is requesting an audience." As John approached closer he could smell the distinct smell that emanated from his body "Geez brother when was the last time you bathed?" holding his hand to his nose.

"I'll worry about that when I'm finished here." Returning to his work he waved his hand at his brother standing there "I'm almost finished."

"Brother if you keep this up the Imperious Leader will surely have us boxed… is that what you want."

Stopping he sits there for a second "Your right…" getting out of his chair "Have the Basestar return to the Colony…" grabbing a gun he puts it to his head "I guess the easiest way to get cleaned up is to start with another body." as the other John raised his hands to stop him he pulls the trigger and his lifeless body dropped to the ground. John just stood there wondering what was going through his brother head… well just before the bullet that is. Turning around he leaves the room he heads back to the Command Center to relay the orders it was time to head back to the Colony.