Leon smiled before speaking. 'I won't.' He said, before closing his eyes. His head drooped as his conciousness left his body, and entered that of a demon he was psychically linked with. He was strong, but that was to be expected. He was one of the high ranking demons, one that had access to the archive, but his defences were no match for Stryfe. Demons don't expect to be attacked by their own kind, and angels would never resort to such trickery, so the demon he was dealing with had very little defence against him. He took over his body and forced him to go to the archive. He inputted the password and entered. He started logging in, and got ready to wipe it clean when the alarms went off, alerting the higher powers that the archive was being wiped. He quickly wiped the files of him and Alex and left the body of the demon, but the rest of the archive stayed intact, which was not exactly preferable.

Alexander was cleaning up the house where he stayed as he was thinking about things, that demon wasn't bad just needed a second chanced was all.

Leon gasped as he awoke from his psychic connection. He coughed a little and then settled down. 'That was... rushed. And it didn't go particularly well.' He had wiped all traces of himself and Alex from the system, but what if they had a back-up? Or what if they could restore it?