THE DEVIL BEHIND THE DISGUISE –CHAPTER 6- INFORMATION FROM THE ENEMY

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'Wark!'

Instead of using the Highwind, Cloud had called Boco, the gold chocobo that he had painstakingly tried to breed for several years. He leaned forward as Boco ran into the sea. As the chocobo's clawed feet hit the surface of the water there was a small splash and many ripples danced away. Instead of going north, back to Midgar he headed southeast towards Junon. Cloud didn't want to be in Vincent's presence for a while.

Junon now had had as high security prison for criminals who needed it most, but that didn't deter the many tourists who came to see the navy bases. As Junon came into view he dismounted and led Boco into a nearby forest. Cloud slipped the chocobo whistle into his pocket, just in case he needed a quick getaway

''Just in case I get mobbed by fan girls'' he thought idly, as he entered the wrought iron gates to Junon.

As he walked up the path between the houses, he heard a voice calling him.

'Cloud!'

He turned around to see who had called his name. A small girl in a pink swimming costume with a towel draped round her shoulders came running up to him and threw her arms around his waist

. 'Hi Priscilla' he said beaming at her.

'I knew you would save the world! You stopped the meteor! Mr. Dolphin and me were so happy. I taught him a new trick too- come and see!' she took his hand and dragged him down to the shore.

Cloud remembered when he saved Priscilla from drowning on this beach. A high-pitched chattering and squeaking made him look up. Suddenly there was a loud splash as Mr. Dolphin leapt out of the water and another splash as he hit the water again. Priscilla blew her whistle three times and made a curving motion with one hand. Mr. Dolphin looked at her for second before chattering happily and doing a somersault. Cloud couldn't help grinning. The dolphin then swam up to the shore and rolled on his back, waving his flippers in the air. Priscilla giggled.

'Mr. Dolphin remembers you- he's saying hello!' Cloud was just about to stroke the dolphin when a man's voice called from a nearby house.

'Priscilla! Priscilla! It's time for tea!'

Priscilla's face fell. 'Oh I have to go now. I'll see you around Cloud!' And with a last hug she ran off into the house.

Cloud turned and headed back up the shore and followed the path. A few people stopped and stared as he passed, a girl even ran up to him before her formidable looking grandmother grabbed her arm and pulled her back. He didn't stop until he reached a large stone grey building. He looked up and saw the bold letters stamped across the sign:

JUNON HIGH SECURITY PRISON

Cloud took a deep breath. Two Junon guards with steely expressions blocked the entrance. Cloud meekly walked up to them and cleared his throat. One of the guards glared at him.

'No visitors allowed- except for special cases- so beat it.' He growled.

He rearranged his musket then did a double take. 'Mister Strife? ...I'm so sorry...please go through......I understands sir.....I'm sorry.' He stammered.

'Not at all, not at all' Cloud mumbled as he passed through the gates into a very large recreation ground.

High walls tipped with barbed wire enclosed the concrete building. He slipped through the door ahead and strained his eyes to see anything in the dimly lit room. As his eyes adjusted he realised he was in a very shadowy reception room. A woman with greying hair lay asleep at the desk, using a register as a pillow. Cloud cautiously walked up to her desk and tapped sharply on it. The woman awoke with a start and stared around wildly. As her gaze settled on Cloud her bored sleepy eyes flew open and her thin mouth broke into a happy grin. She bowed her head and gestured with a hand to the left of her. Cloud nodded and headed through it.

It was even darker in the cells. Murderous eyes gleamed out of the darkness at him. A couple of guards patrolled further up the corridor. Cloud kept his eyes ahead of him occasionally looking into one of the cells for the person he was looking for. Finally he found him. The man sat in the corner of the cell. He had greying black hair and an abnormally large forehead. He stood up and walked towards the bars.

'Ah you came Cloud or should I say Mr failed experiment' sneered Hojo in his usual reedy voice. Cloud bristled with anger.
He originally thought that Hojo had died when he had fought him so many years back. Instead, before he had unleashed his final attack omnislash, Hojo had used his Jenova cells to morph into a liquid form and escape. He was caught a year later, hiding in the shinRA mansion. They brought him back to Junon and injected him with the breakthrough in medical history- a tincture that reversed the effects of jenova cells. He had been in prison ever since. Hojo grinned toothily at him.

'Ive been waiting for you Cloud- I knew you would come... to know the truth about your little friend Vincent Valentine'

'He's not little he's 6ft bloody tall and he thinks I'm a killer!' Cloud snapped. He felt his heart suddenly hammering fast at the mention of Vincent.

Hojo raised his greying eyebrows.

'My, my don't we have a temper now I can see where you went wrong'

'Shut-up!' Cloud growled, clenching his fists

'Ah...I saw this coming...mnyes.... Mr. Valentine's transformations were rather violent' Hojo mused.

'What do you mean? Why?'

Hojo turned to face him. He put a hand into his pocket ad took out an iron key.

'So you want to know more do you? How very touching' His eyes twinkled malovently. Cloud suddenly caught on.

'Not like that!' Cloud shouted infuriated that Hojo even suggested such a thing.

'Well if you do, head to shinRA mansion's basement and' he handed Cloud the key. 'It will unlock Valentine's folder...its on the left shelf.'

Cloud nodded and strode out of the prison into the bright sunlight. He was so absorbed in his thoughts he didn't hear the soft padding of feet behind him.