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Ace walked through the streets of New Orleans. He was lanky for his age, fifteen; he was almost painfully skinny. He was dressed in torn up jeans and an
oversized tee shirt. He had a pair of boots on his feet, held together with glue. Unlike the other witches, he was safe when the sunset and the vampires came
out to party. He had done contracts for Marcel before, and since then Ace was cool with all of his follows. He wasn't a member of the covens of witches in New
Orleans, with his light brown hair, pale flushed skin tone dotted with freckles, and bright two colored eyes; he didn't quite fit into the covens of dark skinned
black-eyed witches, and that was fine with him. As he walked around occasional a vampire or a witch would pat him on the back, ask him what's up, or just say
hello. Everyone knew Ace he was the miracle worker of New Orleans, the magic specialist. Any spell that the witches couldn't figure out, Ace knew.
When they were having a problem they might employ Ace's help in fixing it, but everyone knew Ace's one rule; he would never take a job that involved the
Mikaelsons. He never told anyone why, not even Marcel, who kept ties on Ace even though Ace for the most part ignored him. As he made his way down the
street, a small bag in his hand he felt a hand on his shoulder and stopped turning to the person who stopped him. , "Are you Ace?" The young girl asked, she
couldn't be much younger than him with dark hair and dark eyes, one of the residents of New Orleans. Ace shrugged. , "Depends on what you need." He said
leaning against the wall behind him. , "My mother, wants to take a contract with you. She's been trying since I was small to conceive another child, a son, but
nothing helps, medical treatments, even the spells the other witches do, but someone told her to find Ace he could help. Please, she wants nothing more than
to have a son." She said softly and Ace nodded.
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, "Alright, I need her and the father of the baby in the same room, blood from both of them, and a sandwich." He said as he saw the girl cock her head at the
sandwich part. , "Miracle workers need to eat too." He said as the girl texted someone on her phone. , "They're both at my house come on." She said grabbing
Ace's hand showing him to one of the cookie cutter houses on the streets of New Orleans. She invited him inside, and Ace took his shoes off walking to the
living room where a woman and a man sat. They both looked up with surprise. , "Are you Ace?" The man asked and Ace nodded. , "Can you help us?" He asked
again and the boy rolled his eyes, both the blue one and the amber brown one. , "If I couldn't would I be here?" He asked as the man nodded, "I suppose not."
He said as the woman stood up and touched Ace's shoulder. , "You are an angel" She whispered hugging him as he stiffened. , "Let's make sure it works before
you start calling me an angel." He said already knowing he's far from one.
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The woman nodded. Ace walked over sitting on the coffee table in front of them. , "Blood from both of you, not a lot a few drops would do." Ace said as the
woman took a needle and pricked her finger Ace took a small glass disk from his pocket and caught a few drops of the blood on it. The husband did the same
with a fresh needle. Ace swirled the blood for a second and then turned to the woman. , "Can you pull up your shirt just to expose your stomach?" He asked as
the woman nodded pulling the blue cotton shirt up a little. He drew ruins on her stomach in the blood chanting a spell over and over as the blood started to
glow, and fade as it absorbed into her body. Ace grabbed both the woman and the man's hands and put them on her stomach holding them there as he
chanted her stomach glowing. After a few minutes the glowing stopped. Ace smiled softly as he did a second spell, and the woman's heart beat could be heard,
but it faded slowly to the background as a second heartbeat started to beat countering the first faster and lively. , "You're two months along, you'll have a son,
and he'll be happy and healthy." He said standing up. The woman hugged him again.
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, "How do you do what you do?" She asked and Ace shrugged. , "I do what I know how to do in a way that helps people." He said as the girl came out with a
club sandwich and curly fries. , "It's the least I can do for all your trouble." She said as Ace sat at the table eating the sandwich with a devout eagerness, he
was hungry. When he was finished he washed the plate and left the people's house with a wave. He looked up at the clock tower and sighed walking to the
warehouse. It was abandoned because of chemicals in the soil. Ace didn't care it kept him off the street, and gave him a place to be on nights like this. He
closed all the doors locking them with magic; it was temporary it would wear off in the morning.
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He mixed the contents of a vial into a bottle of water and threw the entire bottle back like a shot of whiskey even as it burned his throat like wildfire. He
stripped almost naked, this was his only set of clothes so he didn't want to ruin them. He left on a pair of boxers He hid the rest of his clothes just as he felt his
bones splinter. He spent the next hours in agony trying to stay quiet, but it was almost impossible as his body broke and twisted and moved. When Ace woke
up he knew a few things. First it was morning, he could tell by the sun coming through the window. Second he was dressed, someone had dressed him in a pair
of shorts and a plain white tee shirt. Finally he wasn't where he was when he passed out. He sat up and felt a hand on his shoulder. , "It's alright, you're
alright." A woman's voice said from just behind him. He turned around feeling his back crackle as he winced.
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There stood a woman with dark hair tan skin and oak green eyes. , "How did I get here?" He asked rubbing his eyes looking around he didn't know this place, it
was unfamiliar. , "I heard you screaming as I was walking past the warehouse you were in, I tried to get in but it was locked or something and then it wasn't
anymore and I walked in and there you were out cold on the ground, I carried you here. I'm Hayley, Hayley Marshall." She said as Ace stood up. , "I'm Ace." He
said as he turned to look at her. , "I'm glad my spell held or you could have been in danger, werewolf bites on vampires not a good thing." He said as Hayley
smiled. , "I'm a hybrid. I was turned into a hybrid when my daughter was born." She said as Ace nodded. , "Hybrid since birth, my mother was a witch, father
was a werewolf." He said as another woman came in., "He's awake?" she asked, this woman was blonde with light green eyes. Hayley nods. , "Ace meet
Freya." She said as Ace nodded. , "I've heard a lot about you, all of the witches speak praises about you, they call you the miracle maker." She said as Ace
shrugged.
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, "I help people big deal, it gets me what I need and they get what they want most of the time. I don't promise millions of dollars, or world domination, a small
pay raise sure, cure a dad's cancer why not." He said softly. , "Do you have a family Ace?" Freya asked and Ace stiffened, he was facing away from her. , "Not for
a long time. My mom and dad died when I was very young, I've been on my own basically since." He said as he looked around the room at the paintings and
art. , "So you don't have anyone looking after you?" Hayley asked as Ace looked up and shook his head with a soft smile. , "Why do you think I exploit my
magic? I make deals for food and showers or wolfsbane." He said as Freya shook her head. , "You're magic is going to run low soon with the harvest ceremony
coming." She said worried about him and Ace shook his head chuckling. , "I'm not from around here, and I was never invited into a coven. They all seemed
bothered by my magic, and my talent." He said as Freya and Hayley looked at each other.
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, "Where did you learn your magic?" Freya asked and Ace shrugged. , "I traveled with the travelers for a while until they kicked me out, before that I learned
from what I saw done by other witches, like my mother I memorized everything." He said as Freya smiled. , "I'd like to make a contract with you in the name of
the Mikaelson family." She said to the boy who shook his head his jaw clenched shut. , "My one rule is I don't do business with the Mikaelson family. Marcel was
a friend and I cut him off too when he started dating one of the Mikaelsons." He said turning around walking out of the room, he didn't know where he was
going but he was sure as hell walking out of that conversation. , "Why won't you do work for the Mikaelsons?" Freya asked following him. , "Because the last
time I did work for the Mikaelsons it almost cost me my life, and that wasn't even a contract it was a curtsy." He said turning to her. , "Did your siblings ever tell
you about your father being imprisoned desicated for some time before Katherine Pierce messed it all up?" He asked and Freya nodded.
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, "Elijah mentioned it in passing. Why does that have anything to do with you not taking contracts from my family?" Freya said grabbing his shoulder. , "Because
I found Mikael before he could find them. I desicated him and locked him in a crypt for decades, for them to find, so they could kill him themselves, but he almost
killed me when I was doing the spell. I wasn't strong enough back then, that much power almost killed me, all because I was trying to save your stupid family
from having to run again!" He yelled pulling away from Freya. , "You imprisoned Mikael?" She whispered as Hayley covered her mouth. , "Yes I did! I could do it
again too, I could do it permanently, imprison someone in an object and then obliterate their magic signature destroying them indefinitely." Ace said his voice full
of warning. Hayley walked over.
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, "If you help us do something, we'll give you something that you never asked for." Hayley said as Ace looked up. , "And what would that be?" He asked his
voice cold. , "You can have a family, a house, people to help you." She said and Ace sighed. , "I think you're lying." He said softly. , "People every day betray
each other some even betray their own blood. Yeah at first you'd pretend I'm just the same as everyone else, but if push comes to shove I'm the one that
would get kicked out on the street like last weeks trash." He said looking down his body trembling, he had been let down so many times before, he didn't want
to be let down once again. , "We would never do that. They invited me in, I wasn't really family, and they treated me just the same. They did the same with
Freya, who is family, but also has been missing for a thousand years and is now back for good. When we welcome you into our family, we'll have your back."
Hayley said lifting Ace's chin to look at her, he was shorter than her, and she smiled.
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, "You'll be a Mikaelson, and we Mikaelson we fight for each other to the ends of the Earth." She said and Ace smiles a little. , "Alright. I'm in. What's the deal?"
He said as Freya smiled softly. , "I want you to use the same spell you used to imprison my father, and use it to imprison the four parts of the hollow that live
inside my siblings, so our family can finally be together." She says and Ace looked at her thinking about it. , "I'll need a few supplies, a day, and something to
eat…" He said quietly and Freya smiled. , "I'll get the supplies, you can go with Hayley to the kitchen alright?" She asked and Ace nodded writing down all the
things he needed there was a lot of magic supplies some pendants made from pure silver, four of them, and pop rocks. , "I like to eat them when I'm making
plans." Ace said softly as she nodded, Hayley walked through the door and Ace followed.