From Unofficial Handbook of the Virtue Universe
|"A demon epitomizes karma in its simplest form"|
|Origin:||Magic (Should be Natural)|
|Real Name:||Drake Mephistophilles Ladon|
|Known Aliases:||"Flame of Aegis" "Demonic Do-Gooder"|
|Height:||6'1 human, 6'10+ in other demon forms|
|Weight:||170 lbs Human, 250+ lbs in other demon forms|
|Hair Color:||Dark blood red|
|Place of Birth:||Unconfirmed whether it was in the mortal plane or not, but still Britain as far as his knowledge goes|
|Base of Operations:||London|
|Marital Status:||As Facebook would say, "It's Complicated"|
|Known Relatives:||Vladimir Ladon(Father), Edgeworth Ladon (Older brother), Phoebe Strother(Mother, divorced from father)|
|Flight, growth in demon forms, ability to tap into bloodlines in exchange for a complete meltdown of energy later.|
|Vanguard Rifle (Only when on duty), Vanguard Shield, Ascendant Shield|
Welcome to Paragon City
Drake Ladon moved from Britain to America with his family right as he started high school. He spent his time crushing over a single girl up until halfway through college. High school was a complicated time for him. His parents had only recently divorced back in middle school. His mom tended to, put it in PG terms, act as a harlot;she had a new boyfriend every other week. Drake's brother, Edgeworth, pursued his college education back at home. Drake attended a university a few hours outside of Paragon. When he had gone broke from his mother's excessive spending, he had to drop out during his third year. He began his career in The Vanguard. He's been a "techie" ever since he was little. He enjoyed helping his dad fix things on the weekend. Of course, a Rikti Pylon is a completely different world even for expert technicians. Needless to say, it took getting used to. It's difficult enough when the area is free of hostiles, but it feels nigh impossible when there's a swarm of Rikti headed one's way. Technicians are never left unattended by soldiers when on duty, however. In real heavy areas, a HVAS(Heavy Vanguard Assault Suit) is permitted to the technician for protection.
Now what does this have to do with being a Demon?
Absolutely nothing. Yet. As he was walking home to his apartment in Atlas Park, he noticed a woman getting mugged by Hellions. He could have walked by but he had a particularly rough day at work. In a blaze of fury, he rushed in. Everything faded to black. When he awoke, he was soaked in blood. His skin was burning hot, especially his hands. The hellions had appeared to be burnt to a crisp. He looked in a broken off piece of a window to see himself in a demonic form for the first time. This image haunted him for the rest of his life. He received a letter in the mail. It contained a simple note:"We Know What You Are. We Can Help You. Your Secret Is Safe With Us"
It contained a return address that lead Drake to a building in Croatoa. Inside he discovered "Breakdown", a group of fighters that hunt supernatural entities and/or secure them. They had heard about the event and tracked the evidence down to Drake. Shadow Mokadara, A.K.A. "Moka", put Drake under the tutoring of Cold Snap, a powerful ice mage.