Remnant's new ACE hunter

Chapter 1: So I'm Not Going To Hell?

"Talking."

Thinking.

ATTACK!

DISCLAIMER: I have no rights, nor will I ever, to either One Piece or RWBY.

...Marineford…

"...You guys still loved me, Thank you so much," Ace managed to say before his body finally gave out. He would never see the sacrifices made shortly afterwards. He would never see the pained look of his gramps, or the shattered expression of his brother.

...Somewhere in limbo…

Ace opened his eyes to a strange sight. One minute he was leaning on his brother, the next he's in what he thinks is Hell.

"I thought Hell would have more fire," Ace mused mostly to himself as he looked around his surroundings. As far as he could tell, he was in some sort of white room. Looking down at himself, Ace couldn't help but wince and scowl. There, right in the middle of his chest, was a fist shaped hole that came out his back.

"That looks like it hurt," said a voice behind him. Ace jumped back a little as he turned around. What he saw was some man of obvious asian descent. The guy had on a white sports coat with a black dress shirt underneath. On his legs were black jeans,and on his feet were black dress shoes. The guy had flowing blonde hair with the bangs swept to the left.

"Yeah,"Ace said as he looked the guy over again. "Pardon me for asking, but who are you, and where am I?"

"Sorry, my bad. Guess I should have started with my name. While I've been called many things, you can call me Monty Oum, or just Monty works too," the now named Monty said. "As to where you are, that's a little more complicated to answer. Basically, you're in a state of limbo, neither Heaven nor Hell."

"Okay, that explains the room. I guess my next question would be why am I here?"

"I brought you here," Monty answered immediately.

"... you can do that?"

"I am a god," Monty stated with a smile that was more than a little smug. Ace raised his eyebrow at this, but decided not to question it. Being a pirate, he'd learned a long time ago that looks could be deceiving.

"The reason I've brought you here is that you've caught my interest. I am offering you a second chance of sorts."

"You're gonna bring me back to life," Ace asked with a little bit of suspicion in his voice.

"Yes and no. You're dead in your world. Nothing can change that," Monty paused as he saw Aces' shoulders visibly slump. "However, that doesn't mean you can't be brought back to life in another world." Ace turned his head a little at that. "What I'm offering is for you to be reborn on a world called Remnant."

"And why would I want to do that? Don't get me wrong, I'm flattered that a god took interest in me, but I don't really see why I should play along."

"It's either this or going to hell and getting to know dear ol pops," Monty said with a very smug smirk. He knew about Ace's problem with his dad. Judging from the glare Ace was giving him, Ace knew that he knew the problem here.

Don't kill the god, Don't kill the god, Ace was thinking to himself as he forced himself to not HIKEN! the god to kingdom come.

"When you put it like that, guess I don't have much room to bargain," Ace remarked as he forced a grin on his face. Monty either didn't notice it, or just chose to ignore it.

"I'm so glad you chose to see it my way. I should probably give you a heads up. You're going to regain your memories when you're about 7 or so years old, give or take a couple of years. Until then, you won't have knowledge of your abilities or your previous life." Ace didn't seem too fazed by this. He just nodded his head and motioned for Monty to continue.

"This part might be a little harder to swallow. You see, Remnant as a whole is significantly weaker than what you're used to. If I were to let you go in as you are now, suffice to say you would quite literally turn everyone to ash. I can't have that, so when you're reborn, you will have a weaker body." Ace was about to shout when Monty held his hands up."Don't worry, you'll still be superior to most things you would have to face there." Monty avoided saying people because he knew what else was lurking on Remnant.

"Seeing as how I'm basically being forced to do this, I won't let it bother me too much. So how does this rebirth thing work?"

"Basically I"m gonna zap you with my god powers and turn you into a baby, then I'll ditch you somewhere." Normally Ace would have raised numerous complaints and protests, but at this point, he just wanted to get it over with. "I'll also make sure to take care of this," Monty said while gesturing to the gaping hole in Ace's chest. "Won't even leave a scar."

"Will it hurt?" Ace asked in a half joking tone as he saw Monty's hands glow white.

"Just a little," Monty said as he concentrated on Ace's body. Monty shot a bolt of white energy at Ace.

"Ow," Ace muttered as he felt himself losing consciousness. Less than a minute after he was hit, Ace was turned into a baby that couldn't have been more than a couple of months old. Since his normal clothes were too big for him now, Monty gave him some ordinary baby clothes. Monty also magicked a couple of blankets to swaddle the child in and proceeded to open a portal to some small town in the middle of the night.

He stepped through the portal while carrying the infantile Ace and looked around. Deciding to explore a little, Monty walked down the dimly lit street. He soon stopped in front of a building that had a sign above the door that read "Patch Orphanage." Monty smiled to himself.

"So I'm in Patch huh? Hope you like puns and cookies Ace, because I feel like you're gonna get plenty of both," Monty joked as he set Ace on the floor in front of the door. Before leaving, he conjured a small name tag with Ace's name on it and placed it on his person. He also put Ace's precious hat next to him on the floor.

*Knock Knock Knock*

"Well Ace, I formally welcome you to your new life." Monty did an elaborate bow before ducking into a nearby ally.

...PATCH ORPHANAGE…

*Knock Knock Knock*

"Who in their right mind comes knocking at 1:27 in the morning," a woman muttered to herself as she put on slippers and went to the door. When she opened the door, she saw no one was there. Grumbling about "rotten teenagers," and, "undisciplined hooligans," she was about to close the door when she noticed a pile of blankets on the ground.

"What do we have here?" The woman mused to herself while picking up the bundle. After unraveling the blanket bundle,the woman was faced with a small, sleeping baby boy with freckles and black hair. "Well aren't you just the most adorable thing," the woman cooed before noticing that next to the baby on the floor was a hat.

"Is this yours child?" The woman asked Ace, though she didn't expect an answer. Picking the hat up,the woman placed it on the baby's head, though it was much too big. "What's this?" The woman asked as she noticed something sticking out of Ace's blankets. Picking it up, the woman saw that it was a nametag.

"Portgas D. Ace huh? Well Ace, seeing as how you're here all by yourself, let me take you inside and give you a nice warm crib," the woman said as she carried Ace inside and closed the door. What she didn't see was a certain god doing a victory dance in an alley next to a dumpster. Once said dance was finished, Monty opened a portal to go home, before stepping in, he took one last look at the orphanage.

Well Ace, I'm going to be taking off now. Hopefully you'll survive longer in this life.

A/N: Hello everyone and welcome to my first ever fanfiction. As with most books or written works, the beginning is a little slow and short. Do not worry, future updates will be longer and generally have more plot and stuff. Seeing as this is my first ever fanfiction, please bear with me as I learn to be a writer. Feel free to leave criticisms and suggestions in the reviews. It would help me grow as a writer if I knew specifically what I need to work on. That being said, please don't be too mean to me, I don't think my weak resolve could endure it. Also, I would appreciate it if you were a little specific with your criticism. I can't do much with, "You're a bad writer," or, "This story is complete and utter trash and not even worth my time." I may be over exaggerating a little, but you get the idea. Also, updates may be somewhat erratic until I can find a rhythm I'm comfortable with. Guess that's all I have to say, see you all next update.

Until then.