Silver bit his lip, before deciding to spill the beans.

"Yesterday evening, I was planning to take a small stroll, to relax, take my mind off the things."

The medium nodded, encouraging him to continue.

"During it, I have met the fake priest." He took a sip of the lukewarm green tea. "I never expected to have such luck."

He noticed his hand was shaking a bit, so he quickly put the cup back before Gold could notice.

"With a little trick, I was able to fool him into following me into the catacombs."

"Wait," the tenrec interrupted him, "were you planning to lure him into the circle?"

There was a suspicion the priest was possessed so this would work. Well, even a normal person could be captured, but doing it would result in a severe punishment if done against an innocent person.

The psychic showed agreement. "Yeah, underground are circles that can bind normal people as well, and since there was a chance of him being possessed, I decided to use them," he answered, reading her concerns. "Once there, I had chained him, he was completely within my grasp."

The hand that was resting on his right knee started to crumble the pants. Gold's blue eyes couldn't overlook it. That was a clear signal something went wrong... horribly wrong. The medium waited for her partner to continue.

"There was a cross around his neck... I pulled it off... and released hell."

"Hell?" Her eyes widen. He never used that word to describe a situation no matter how bad it seemed.

"Yes," he nodded, "That priest was never a possessed man... or person to the matter of fact... but demon all along."

The tenrec put on the table visibly shaking cup. "But that's impossible. It can't just be. No demon could live on the holy ground," she shook her quills widely. "Much less to use that gun."

"I know, it truly is a puzzle," he gnawed on his thumb. "But that's not all, his aura was so strong my own was rotting underneath it. He trashed me..." a strong hiss escaped his throat. "... like I was just some rag doll."

"But... But if he was so strong and savage... why is this city so... quiet? And that town too!" she exclaimed.

"That's the thing," he shrugged his shoulder, resuming where he left off, "The cross I pulled started to shine, and its light was the only thing withstanding his power to the point of hurting him. The cross then followed him to seal him once more."

There were still many answers eluding him. Like how could that seal change his personality? Why did his own power drive him nuts? Who put that cross around his neck? There was no doubt it had to be someone powerful. However, in that case how come The Order, namely he, had no information about such event? He sighed, proceeding further with his story.

"Whatever, the demon still managed to escape that place, getting out of my reach." He let out a loud sigh. "In my anger, I tried to find the way he escaped, but I met two demons, and one shouted the black priest is dangerous. I snapped and without thinking I tried to capture it."

"And that's basically where I found you, right?" finished Gold.

"Yes, the demoness, we captured, threw the smaller one away... far away," he growled. "Now this one is our only lead."

He ran his fingers through his quills, and a silent hiss escaped him. He messed this up big time!

"Silver, we have to inform the main office of The Order," she said with a firm voice.

This was no longer a small problem.

The young psychic frowned, biting his lip, he looked away. Even if this looked bad, he wasn't going to ask for help. The fake priest only surprised him. Next time he would get him for sure!

Silver picked one Lotus biscuit, smelling its delicious aroma. A second later, it fell from his fingers. His eyes shot open.

"Wait... Wait..." he mumbled before he shouted, "We can still make it!" He jumped on his feet.

Gold would say something, but he started to stride back and forth from one wall to another. There was no doubt he got an idea, so she let him march back and forth until he stopped.

"We can still find the priest... on our own." He tightly balled his fist.

The tenrec lifted her eyebrow. "How exactly?"

He turned toward her. "That small demon was terrified. It means it met the fake priest and at some point it probably... no, definitely exposed that hidden demon. The small one somehow survived... That half-rotten wing!" He snapped his fingers as another puzzle piece fell on its place. "It must have belonged to it!" Silver started to shout, letting his excitement control his body, he didn't notice one detail that wasn't adding up.

"And what more, that bulky demoness protected the smaller one. That means there is some connection between them! We can use it to our advantage! If I can't make the one we have to talk, then we just need to lure the other one!"

He jerked his head. "But... is it still alive?"

He started to strongly gnaw on his thumb, getting lost in his brainwork. He felt gentle fingers on his face... the pinched cheek twitched.

"Let's try it," said soothing voice.

"Gold you mean...?" he looked at her astonished.

The medium nodded. "Yeah, it goes against my better judgment, but let's try your plan. Even if we inform The Order now, it will take days before any help will arrive.

You said both demons are hurt. The priest may have left the city, but the other will be hiding somewhere. You want to use its keen nose to track the black priest, right?"

Silver fingers were put on the golden ones. "Yes, that's my plan. I want to try it this night, if it won't work, I'll personally inform the office."

Since it was settled, they headed to upper room functioning as a study, where maps and other material concerning the city were stored. Finding the right map wasn't a problem. It showed them where circles were placed, but for security reasons, their coordination was written in code. The psychic glanced at the wall clock.

'It's almost three... we have about five hours to get ready before the sun sets down.'

They spent the rest of the day setting the stage, not knowing that about that time Eclipse, the demon Silver was searching for, was found and tended by the very fake priest he wanted to catch. As the agent duo poured hours into their work a night had come, and in the abandoned building something big was about to happen.

"State your wish, I shall fulfill it," announced Eclipse, having a firm voice.

Amy and Sonic held their breath, looking at the ebony priest until he finally spoke, "Tell me your name."

All of them were silent. That was it? Why did Father Shadow ask for something so simple and meaningless? How was that supposed to help them?

However, it must have been a big deal for demons since Eclipse's face turned pale and his eyes widen. His body started to shake, and he cowered.

"A name?" Sonic asked, confused by the question and the demon's behavior.

Shadow nodded and started to explain, "When I was starting as a priest I had, let's say..." it looked like he was embarrassed to remember it, scratching his muzzle, "... very interesting conversation with one of the senior priests. This man claimed all demons have a name, and if you get it, you can make that demon your slave. It can't hurt or attack you, and it has to listen to your every command."

"Then if we know it, this monster will never hurt anyone anymore!" blabbered Sonic, clenching his fists in an excited manner. Now that was some good news.

Eclipse pushed himself to the barrier almost looking like a pancake. "No... I can't do that... Not that," he whispered while his body sweated.

"That's good too," said the boy in mocking tone. "You can stay here for years for all I care! Your sis is just another monster anyway! It will be better if both of you are dead!" Sonic shouted his true feelings, just because he threw him a few cookies didn't mean he liked him or something.

That made the demon furious, and he jumped on him only to slam into the barrier. A loud heard yelp escaped his lips, and after shaking the worst from his head, he went back trying to break on his own.

Amy watched him sad. Her fist tightly gripped the hem of her dress. Was it really impossible?

"But..." she slowly started, "it's just a name, right? It's just a word we use to call each other."

"Not entirely," argued a bit Shadow. "For people, it may be just that, but for demons, the name is the definition of their very soul... or existence," he quickly added a different word as he glanced pouting Sonic.

The priest looked at the panicking demon, who was scratching the surface of the barrier.

"Demon, you are too weak. You won't escape this place," the ebony hedgehog reminded him.

"Shut up! Shut up!"

Eclipse started to bang the shield with his head. It was making him dizzy, but he knew his sis was in danger. There was no way he could leave her alone especially after... she... she... More tears started to fall down his cheeks.

"Then you give me no choice," sighed the priest, and approached the circle.

Amy caught his wrist, looking worried and begging him with eyes not to do it.

"Amy, he won't change!"

Sonic grabbed her hand in a bit barbaric way, forcefully dragging her away. She silently hissed in pain.

"You promised to let Father Shadow end him if he won't cooperate!"

"He is just desperate to save his sister!" she shouted back. The pink hedgehog had tears in her eyes.

"This has to be done," Shadow muttered, more to himself than to anybody, entering the circle.

He half-knelt, putting his hands on demon's neck. Snapping it would kill him the fastest way, there would be an only momentary pain.

'So small,' thought the priest as he realized the height difference he never had time to notice. He was... really a child.

The demon's body was shaking, and salt was in the air from all the tears that flew down his yellow eyes.

The ebony fingers tightened their grip a bit, feeling the adrenaline that was now surging through the demon's whole body. However, the fear seemed to be stronger, preventing Eclipse to take any action.

'Am I...' the demon thought, 'going to die... for real?'

He was so scared... terrified... this horror couldn't be put into words. He only felt his heart widely pumping blood into his whole body. His neck was burning, but the rest of his body felt cold and distant. Drumming in his ears was drowning all other sounds, he couldn't hear anything anymore.

'Is this... what others felt?'

A stream of memories filled his brain, showing him old and young, women and men, good or bad people moments before his fangs ended their lives. His lower lip trembled.

Neither Shadow or Eclipse had an idea there was another struggle behind their back. Amy kicked Sonic in the shin, making him jump on one leg. She turned, dashing toward the duo, where the priest was about to kill the demon.

Before the young girl could shout, the demon felt a strong pang in his head, like something was about to be released, but that one word stopped it, "Eclipse!"

The child demon turned to her. His eyes wide with horror.