The figure slipped through the door with the ease of someone long practiced in
the art of remaining unseen, quickly moving to the center of the room where a
computer access station waited in standby. The woman slipped a PADD from the
satchel at her hip and let it against the stations interface panel and keyed in
a series of command codes.

Deep within the core of the computer data base, authorization codes opened a set
of highly classified files and displayed them on the LCARS display in front of
the woman. As far as the computer was concerned the proper person had just
gained access to Starfleet Personnel Files.

A satisfied smile crossed the mysterious woman's lips as she began to review the
files in front of her. The PADD began to download protocols programmed days ago.
In a matter of minutes information began to change in the selected file, very
important information.

Deep within the database codes and information began to be routed to various
parts of Starfleet Operations. Database files, once available to the right
people, began to close. Communication protocols altered along special ordered
sequences. Command codes twisted and warped, no longer valid, replaced by
updated ones. Automated communication reports began to be sent to the far
reaches of Starfleet; every station, starbase and starship in the Federation
soon had the new authorizations and updates. It was simple and standard
Starfleet protocol, no one would question anything that had happened. It was
part of a long standard routine. It wouldn't change anything for anyone. Well,
one person was going to be pretty upset.

"Computer," the woman's voice spoke out loud for the first time. "Initiate and
begin full system purge of file five-five-four-Delta. Authorization
Delta-Omega-Alpha."

Throughout the system the indicated file began to disappear. It was over in a
matter of moments.

The woman retrieved the PADD from the console and placed it back in her satchel.
She pulled a small spray from the bag and pressed a button and a thin mist
filled the room quickly evaporating, and taking any trace elements of herself
with them. Always a handy tool to have.

She turned one last time as she began to slip through the door and smiled.

"Let's see how you like being on your own, Dragon."