Ace was born the 3rd of May, 1994, to Connor Black and Hecate. Connor was, to say it mildly, not a nice guy. He had managed to trick the goddess, and impregnated her. Now, you might wonder how he knew about the Greek gods and goddesses being real. He was the son of a Demigod. He himself had inherited no powers from his grandfather, but his mother had lived a terrible life, filled with sadness and hurt, so he felt that he had to take revenge.
When the child was born, he immediately took it away from the mother. He took a plane to an island in Asia, where he had bought a house, isolated from everything.
Growing up, Ace knew nothing about love, or even kindness. Connor used him as a servant, and treated him even worse. If he did something wrong, he would be beaten. If he didn’t do something he was asked to do, he was beaten. If Connor was drunk or in a bad mood, he was beaten.
Such it went until Ace was seven. By then, his godly parent was beyond furious with Connor. But she could not do anything, due to the ancient laws. But, luck had it, that the police once came to ask if they knew anything about a murder, which had happened nearby. When they didn’t answer the door, and they heard screams from within the house, they broke the door and entered the house, guns at the ready.
What they saw, was not at all what they had expected to see. Ace hung from the ceiling, held up by robes tied to his wrists, with cuts and bruises all over his naked body. His body was completely limb, and around it laid different knives, blunt weapons and other things to torture the kid with. They cut him down quickly, and took him out to the car, putting him in the back seat. Since the wounds was not critical, they entered the house again, to see if they could find the culprit.
And they did. Connor was sitting in a chair, sleeping, with some blood on his clothes, Ace’s blood. Infuriated by the sight, one of the cops shot him. Not in a location vital enough to kill him, but enough to wound him badly. When they took him to the car, telling him why they were arresting him, he started screaming about the Greek gods, how he had to take revenge, how it was his sons fault all of it.
This only served to make the cops even more disgusted by him. They took him to the station, and quickly got a judge to convict him. He was to serve 50 years in prison, for child abuse.
Ace, he was sent to an orphanage. Not used to kindness, he didn’t trust the people who worked there. Neither did he trust the other children. He didn’t trust anyone but the two cops.
However, since neither of them had the time or money to take him in, he had to stay at the orphanage. And stay he did.
He was 13 when the first attack came. Right after his claiming, a hell hound attacked. While looking for Ace, it tore the orphanage apart. Ace had managed to hide well enough that it wouldn’t find him, but a few other children was hurt.
Finding it strange that a hellhound would attack an orphanage, a satyr started working at it. He slowly tried to find out who it could be. Since Ace didn’t know why it had happened, or that he was a demigod, his scent was very weak. Also, since he had lived there for years, his scent was all over the place, even the other children.
In the following years, Ace decided he wanted to learn how to defend himself, so that if the Hellhound attacked again he would be prepared. He started fencing and learned some Ninjutsu, all in hopes he would be able to defend himself.
That hope, and the training, was in vain. When the hellhound attacked again, he was ready. But since it could not be hurt by mortal steel, it quickly overwhelmed him, and he was close to dying. Only a wandering demigod’s quick intervention with a dagger of celestial bronze stopped the hell hound.
After that, the demigod explained why he was there, who Ace was, or rather, what he was. A Demigod.
The demigod wanted to take Ace to camp, but Ace insisted that he wanted to stay until he was at least 17. The demigod was hesitant, but gave in after seeing how stubborn Ace was. However, he insisted that Ace always keep a weapon of celestial bronze on him. And at that moment, a sword made of celestial bronze appeared in front of them. It transformed into a ring, with a button on it that could be twisted, which would make it transform into the sword again.
The next two years passed without drama, and he reached 17. The demigod held him to his promise, and took him to camp.