On a dull and rain day, with heavy drizzling damping the streets, a single figure walks down a dark and silent alleyway with a jacket and hood over his head protecting his identity.

"*Sniff*" The hooded figure took a quick sniff of the air that engulfed the alley. "*Cough!* This place smeels like piss, shit and fuck. Well, what did I expect for the guys that live here. They're some nasty dickheads.''

The alley indeed had smelt like a mixture of urine, shit and constant sex. Even the rain couldn't mask the disgusting odor of this filthy place.

The hooded figure soon found himself in a clear. He no longer had to take small pockets of air through his nose or breath through his mouth. He rubbed his nose under the hood and continue his venture.

He begin to walk up a short hill. Many would have token an alternate path. The rain drenched the hill - which was a road - making it slipper. Was he stupid or brave?

The hooded figure made it up the hill without any difficulty or hiccups. As he reached the top, he watched or the land.

Down the hill was occupied by a bunch of teenager with bikes parked all over the road, cigirates and women.

The hooded figure positioned his hands at th side of his cheek as he shouted, "HEY, YOU FUCKERS!!"

"What the hell?"

''What was that?" The occupants the hill said and thought.

They all turned their heads towards where the sound came from; up the hill.

They all saw a black stick with the slight anatomy of a human. Seeing this, they all begin to curse and call after the person.

"Who is that fucker?"

''Does he want to pick a fight, in this rain?"

Two mean-looking delinquents started to approached th hooded figure from down below.

A smirk was then formed under the hood of the figure. He began to skid down the slipper hill without any hesitation.

"What the frig does he think his doing?!" One exclaimed.

"His gonna kill himself? Hahaha!" One of the females said.

''Guess that karma for messing with us."

As the hooded person slid down the hill, he turned his entire weight on the tip of his toes, successfully turning backwards. When he almost reached the bottom of the hill he delivered a perfectly connected back kick to the delinquents face, who was on the left of the hooded figure.

"Huh?" The guy on the right inquired.

The person suddenly shifted his body to the left and drifted to a stop. He then peered at the guy at the right.

Enraged by the guys cheeky stare the delinquent charged at the hooded figure.

"Fuck off," said the hooded figure. He tossed a unforeseen punch at the guy; a straight punch from boxing.

The guy went flying into the air and landed back to the ground with a thud.

"I wonder how much Lee will pay me this time for beating up all these guys," said tge hooded figure. "Wait, do I have to beat up the girls too?"

The crowd of delinquents began to encircle him. In a quick and hasty session, they charged at the hooded figure.

"AAARGGGHH!!" They all shouted.

A few minutes later, the hooded figure was seated on top of a hill of bodys. The hooded figure face was now revealed as the hood was not over his head any more.

He looked as he was a teen; a teen with blond and a hint of black hair and deep ocean blue eyes. He had a smoke in his hand as he light it with a lighter. He begin to inhale and puff smoke.

"Hey~?" One of the many bodies inquired. "Are you the top dog of H High? The high school for all the badass delinquents? (He even beat up all the girls!)"

"Yeah, so what?" The hooded figure.

"You're Tanaki Atsui? The gangster that has the potential to rule over the country of Korea? No, the contineny. Nah, the globe."

"...Yeah.." said Atsui without a care. "Just shut and give over the rights of this turf to me. Your already dead in my book, unless you some how come back alive, pussy."

The world was ruled by strength nor power, but elements. 65% of the world was born with either a common or unique talent or skill with a type of element. 35% were outcast that had to survive off of scraps of Elementals - people with elements(s).

Tanaki was one that was not born with an element - so he thought - so inorger to survive he decided to become a gangster at a young age with thr promising potential to become the greatest evil of the world.

This is the story of a boy that was once going down a wicked path, who became the greatest and strongest hero! THIS IS TRINOMIAL HIGH SCHOOL!!