A door made of dark oak wood with dark royal blue accents carved beautifully into the edges of the rounded top straight down to the bottom of the door, each carving depicting a gruesome scene. A man getting burned alive while his wife and children cower in fear knowing full well that they're next, a woman naked and being skinned alive, a little boy getting his hands chopped off while he balls and screeches in pain. The carvings seemingly move exaggerating the ghastly sight. I go to run my fingers over the carving in the middle of a man laughing hysterically when the doors swing open revealing an elderly man dressed in black robes with the same dark royal blue accents "Kenji Cambell" the voice sounded like a little girls, not an old man in his 80s "Come Kenji Cambell." the frail man spoke. I gingerly creeped forward and stood in front of the older man. The elderlyy man shakily brought his hand up and and placed it on my forehead "Thank you for freeing me my child."

"Kenji get your ass out of bed!" my mother screams up at me "I am I am!" I yell back while sliding out of bed, I slide my hands through my hair and get dressed for school and walk downstairs "You look more and more like your grandpa everyday." my mom sighs. I glance at myself in the mirror. I have slicked back spiky hair, which is all natural other than the slicked back part! My grandpa had black hair that was flat against his head and green eyes while I have dark blue eyes. This woman is crazy.

I quickly make toast and run out the door. I burst through my classroom door "Ahh Kenji. What's your excuse this time?" my teacher groaned "I'm tired I really don't feel like your sarcastic comments today." I replied wincing at the headache growing in the back of my skull while sliding into my seat.

Ms. Gray rattled off the lesson until the bell rang for the next class. During Mr. Robins class I was called to the office which I really don't know why... Sure I had been late the last few days but it shouldn't be enough for me to be sent to the office. I slowly stood up and walked into the hallway and down the stairs passing lockers and other classes and I finally reached the office "Mr. Cambell!" the office lady looked... Scared? She stood up and ushered me into a meeting room, not the principal's office.

The office lady opened the door and quickly retreated. My principal was seated at the head of the table and sitting around him were men in strange black suits, no sun glasses or anything just black suits and fancy shoes "Please sit down, Mr. Cambell." my principal ordered. I slid out a chair and sat down "Mr. Cambell, We are transferring you to our school, East Bridge Academy. We have already talked to your mother and she has agreed. We have all your information in our system already. So please pack up your things, you are starting tomorrow." one of the suited men spoke "Isn't that one of those rich private schools? How the hell am I gonna get there by 8 in the morning? It's in Iowa for god's sake ." "We shall drop you off at your home after this meeting so you can pack your clothes and say goodbye to your parents. We shall then get on a plane and you will stay in the dorms. Don't worry the school has already paid for everything." the other suited man spoke. The men stood up and shook hands with my now former principal and ushered me out, I watched the men sit in a nice black car while I walked upstairs to grab my things.

I slowly open the door to Mr. Robins classroom "Sit down Kenji we're in the middle of a lesson so please follow along now that you're back." "Uh, sorry sir but I'm being transferred to another school I guess." I speed walk to my desk and start emptying out my books and things "Really where?" he asked curiously "East Bridge Academy in Iowa." I answer confused myself "Isn't that some rich private school? How the hell'd you get in there? You're as poor as dirt and as dumb as a box of rocks." a kid... Peter laughed. I finished grabbing my things and rushed out the door as the other students joined in on the laughter.

I hopped in the men's car and they drove off towards my house. When they stopped I walked up to the door, I fumble in my backpack for my keys and unlock the door. My parents run up to me and hug me "Kenji you're going to be so far away! We're gonna miss you! From California to Iowa!" my dad sobbed "Mom, dad, I gotta pack." I reach up and rub the back of my neck. My parents let go of me and wipe their tears, I head upstairs and grab my two suitcases and pack my trickents and clothes. I quickly peeked around me to make sure no one was watching and sneakily packed Bunny, an old stuffed rabbit that I've had since I was 6.

I hug my parents goodbye and I follow the men back into their car and we drive off to the airport. Once we touch the ground more men in black suits come with another car and drive us to this pretentious ass private school.

!BANG! The car suddenly hit another even though the road was practically empty. The car rolled over into the ditch, and crushed the two in the front. The men in the back didn't wear seatbelts and flew forward into the windshield. I swear I saw them put it on. Strange.

I was stuck in the car and thankfully it didn't blow up, soon a woman and her husband passing by called 911 to help us. The four black suited men were announced dead as soon as the paramedics arrived. I was the only survivor. For some reason it didn't phase me. I just saw four grown men's mangled bodies and it really doesn't bother me. Strange.

More men in black suits arrived and drove me to the school and apologized for the crash, they dropped me off and informed me that they will bring my things to my dorm. I lift up my hood on my leather jacket (I'm a delinquent I know it's cliche but they're comfy). I throw the doors open in a meger attempt to show my dominice, it must've been between classes because hundreds of students in fancy uniforms and expensive jewelry stared at me, most with disgust visible on their spoiled faces.

I sneer and walk inside, hands in pockets, I walked up to a map of campus framed on the wall. I memorize the way and head upstairs to the principal's office.

The school was beautiful, old victorian architecture with gray stone slabs with orange accents littering the halls and rooms. I cautiously open the principal's door. I peek inside a man in a bright orange suit with a gray tie, sits at the desk playing with little model cars, raises his head up and spots me "Kenji! Welcome welcome! Come sit down my boy!" the old man laughed, gesturing wildly with every word.

I pull out the mahogany chair and sit down "Haha! Ken! I'm going to tell you something that will change the way you live your life, okay? You have powers, well energy really. People like us take the energy around us and turn it into our own. So if someone with aquatic energy were to harness the energy in the air around them it would turn to water that they can control, boil, freeze, whatever they like." he explains "You're joking right?" I ask rightfully confused "Sorry, Kenny but no." he sighs "Energy? Powers? This must be some kind of joke you're playing on the poor kid, right?" "No Kenji, I wouldn't fly you all the way here for nothing." "How the hell are you supposed to 'harness energy' anyway?" I ask partially mocking.

The principal sets his hands on the desk, palms up and mutters a strange language I didn't understand, he went quiet and a small fire appeared in his hand "I am a hero, heroic energy is extremely rare. I only know of two heroes alive in this world right now. Me and a student in the school right now. We heroes can harness all energies ignis, aqua, ventus, terra, and the others you will learn about in class. You can learn how to use all energies but there will always be one you are best and strongest at." the old man paused and blew out the fire in his palm "There is one energy that is forbidden and that... is your natural energy. Demonic energy. You are the only known natural at demonic energy. You Kenji are the legendened Son of The Devil."

The room seemed to chill right as the word Devil passed from the principal's mouth "What? Devil? I-I really don't understand." I could feel cold sweat run down the back of my neck "The Devil, Satan, Lucifer whatever you want to call him. You are an energy user that energy user parents tell to their energy user children as a warning to be good. Long ago a hero by the name of Adeodatus predicted that the son of Lucifer will be born and terrorize the world. I'm sorry Kenji but when Adeodatus made that prediction your life as an energy user was ruined, but you may be able to see it if you just never use your demonic energy." I slowly nodded my head, I mean I've always wanted to be feared and powerful but I wanted to be like a hero. Not a villain.