THE DEVIL BEHIND THE DISGUISE PART 3- LOVE HURTS
I OWN NOUT, OK?
HERE WE GO,
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A dog was chewing on something behind some dustbins in a dingy alleyway. The only source of light came from a grimy streetlight. Unsanitary water leaking from drains collected in dirty puddles on the ground.
The dog was thin and scruffy, it had a long snout covered in numerous scars from fights with others dogs over food. Its fur was greying and it was very dirty, clearly stating it was a stray and nobody looked after it, although it had a collar with a name tag. The engravings on it were worn away so it made it impossible of read properly:
- - - h - - o - - - - c - - - - - - were the only letters distinguishable the others were long worn away.
Suddenly, the dog leapt backwards, tail between its legs. It whimpered quietly before bolting at breakneck speed.
A man no other than Cloud crawled out from behind the bins. His blonde hair was stuck together with congealed blood and he gasped for breath desperately. Broken ribs had punctured one of his lungs. Thick bleeding cuts covered his body like tigers stripes. His cheek was badly lacerated and his clothes were soaked in blood. He struggled to his feet, clutching his chest with his left arm; he suspected the other was broken.
Cloud swayed violently, leaning on a wall for support. His vision had doubled and it was very blurry. His head ached and he could hardly remember who or where he was. Somehow he managed to stagger out onto the street. The 7th heaven was just 4 blocks down.
Cloud felt extremely disoriented. His breathing was painful and laboured. He collapsed onto the busy road.
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Something wet fell on Cloud's hand. He stirred and opened his eyes. Everything was white, he wondered if he was dead until he looked down and saw Yuffie lying across him, making odd snuffling sounds while clutching his hand. She looked up, her eyes were wet, and she had obviously been crying.
'Cloud!' she leapt up like a jack-in-the-box and hugged him clumsily. Cloud felt something sharp like a pin in the back of his neck but thought nothing else of it.
'I thought you were dead' she sniffed.
Cloud looked over to his other side and noticed that Red XIII and Vincent were standing there. Red XIII jumped forward, put his paws on the bed and lick Cloud's face with his warm tongue. Vincent leant casually against the white wall, staring at Cloud intently through unblinking, red eyes.
'Where are the others?' asked Cloud
'The doctors said only three visitors at a time and Tifa went to get tea'
There was a soft click and two people entered, a man and a women, both in their mid 20s. They both wore black suits. The woman had white- blonde hair drew up in a tight bun. Her blue eyes were as sharp as ice chips and bore into Cloud's. It felt like she was reading his mind so he emptied it of all his secret thoughts (a/n 0o???) just in case.
The man wore dark glasses that concealed his eyes. His hair was long and black. It was tied in a loose ponytail. He instantly reminded Cloud of Hojo, the crazed scientist who injected himself with Jenova cells and was also Sephiroth's father. He sent the man a surge of hatred. The man flinched but otherwise did not move. Cloud had always known he had psychic powers but nobody believed him
The man and the woman both pulled up chairs and eyed him expectantly.
'Mr Strife we are here from the undercover officers society to hear a detailed description of your attack yesterday, we are aware that some of your memories may be difficult to remember due to the injuries sustained on your head' said the woman. 'This is highly confidential so may we ask for you three to leave...and I didn't think they allowed animals in the hospital?'
Yuffie, Vincent and Red XIII exited through the door and closed it behind them. Cloud heard Red utter a low, menacing growl as he passed through the door.
Cloud shifted slightly but gave up, as it was too painful.
'I...I went for a walk and decided to take a shortcut when I was attacked from behind and my money was taken'
'Did you see your attacker?'
'Yes...it...it was ...Reno'
The woman's eyes widened to twice their natural size. The man started scribbling down notes on a clipboard. The woman spoke in audible undertones to the man.
'I thought he was headed to Junon!' she turned back to Cloud.
'Are you sure?'
Cloud nodded. He knew that Reno and the other Turks had been life sentenced to prison. Reno however, had escaped many times but nobody knew how he did it. When he was out of jail he committed other crimes, including doing drugs on the street, selling illegal materia and even prostitution.
Finally, the two officers stood up and went to leave. The woman handed Cloud a card.
'If you remember anything else, give me a call. Get well soon.'
And without another word they left.
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Bit boring ya?
I OWN NOUT, OK?
HERE WE GO,
)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))) )))))))))))
A dog was chewing on something behind some dustbins in a dingy alleyway. The only source of light came from a grimy streetlight. Unsanitary water leaking from drains collected in dirty puddles on the ground.
The dog was thin and scruffy, it had a long snout covered in numerous scars from fights with others dogs over food. Its fur was greying and it was very dirty, clearly stating it was a stray and nobody looked after it, although it had a collar with a name tag. The engravings on it were worn away so it made it impossible of read properly:
- - - h - - o - - - - c - - - - - - were the only letters distinguishable the others were long worn away.
Suddenly, the dog leapt backwards, tail between its legs. It whimpered quietly before bolting at breakneck speed.
A man no other than Cloud crawled out from behind the bins. His blonde hair was stuck together with congealed blood and he gasped for breath desperately. Broken ribs had punctured one of his lungs. Thick bleeding cuts covered his body like tigers stripes. His cheek was badly lacerated and his clothes were soaked in blood. He struggled to his feet, clutching his chest with his left arm; he suspected the other was broken.
Cloud swayed violently, leaning on a wall for support. His vision had doubled and it was very blurry. His head ached and he could hardly remember who or where he was. Somehow he managed to stagger out onto the street. The 7th heaven was just 4 blocks down.
Cloud felt extremely disoriented. His breathing was painful and laboured. He collapsed onto the busy road.
(((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((( (((
Something wet fell on Cloud's hand. He stirred and opened his eyes. Everything was white, he wondered if he was dead until he looked down and saw Yuffie lying across him, making odd snuffling sounds while clutching his hand. She looked up, her eyes were wet, and she had obviously been crying.
'Cloud!' she leapt up like a jack-in-the-box and hugged him clumsily. Cloud felt something sharp like a pin in the back of his neck but thought nothing else of it.
'I thought you were dead' she sniffed.
Cloud looked over to his other side and noticed that Red XIII and Vincent were standing there. Red XIII jumped forward, put his paws on the bed and lick Cloud's face with his warm tongue. Vincent leant casually against the white wall, staring at Cloud intently through unblinking, red eyes.
'Where are the others?' asked Cloud
'The doctors said only three visitors at a time and Tifa went to get tea'
There was a soft click and two people entered, a man and a women, both in their mid 20s. They both wore black suits. The woman had white- blonde hair drew up in a tight bun. Her blue eyes were as sharp as ice chips and bore into Cloud's. It felt like she was reading his mind so he emptied it of all his secret thoughts (a/n 0o???) just in case.
The man wore dark glasses that concealed his eyes. His hair was long and black. It was tied in a loose ponytail. He instantly reminded Cloud of Hojo, the crazed scientist who injected himself with Jenova cells and was also Sephiroth's father. He sent the man a surge of hatred. The man flinched but otherwise did not move. Cloud had always known he had psychic powers but nobody believed him
The man and the woman both pulled up chairs and eyed him expectantly.
'Mr Strife we are here from the undercover officers society to hear a detailed description of your attack yesterday, we are aware that some of your memories may be difficult to remember due to the injuries sustained on your head' said the woman. 'This is highly confidential so may we ask for you three to leave...and I didn't think they allowed animals in the hospital?'
Yuffie, Vincent and Red XIII exited through the door and closed it behind them. Cloud heard Red utter a low, menacing growl as he passed through the door.
Cloud shifted slightly but gave up, as it was too painful.
'I...I went for a walk and decided to take a shortcut when I was attacked from behind and my money was taken'
'Did you see your attacker?'
'Yes...it...it was ...Reno'
The woman's eyes widened to twice their natural size. The man started scribbling down notes on a clipboard. The woman spoke in audible undertones to the man.
'I thought he was headed to Junon!' she turned back to Cloud.
'Are you sure?'
Cloud nodded. He knew that Reno and the other Turks had been life sentenced to prison. Reno however, had escaped many times but nobody knew how he did it. When he was out of jail he committed other crimes, including doing drugs on the street, selling illegal materia and even prostitution.
Finally, the two officers stood up and went to leave. The woman handed Cloud a card.
'If you remember anything else, give me a call. Get well soon.'
And without another word they left.
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Bit boring ya?