Fire.
One of the first inventions of mankind, it has helped progress their society into what it is now.
It can be a warm light, comforting those who bask in it's presence. Or, it can burn everything around it into ashes.
Either way, only those who respect the flame can have the honor of using it.
Patch forest, night
A young boy can be seen in the snow, sitting up against a tree and reading a book. He had blonde hair, green eyes, a red jacket, a black undershirt, gray pants, and blue sneakers. The back of his jacket had a picture of a fireball on it.
As he read his book, several black beasts approached him from all sides, but he didn't seem to care. One of the beasts, a werewolf-like creature, lunged at him, only to stop midair when it's midsection was punctured by a large stone spike that came up from the snow.
"It's rude to interrupt someone when they're reading, ya know." the boy said as five fireballs spawned behind the tree he was leaning on before they threw themselves at the beasts. Those that survived ran toward the boy and tried to claw at him. But once they attacked, they found that their claws were stuck in the tree with no boy in sight. "Bad idea." the boy said from behind as a red blade was run through the beast's skull.
The boy removes the blade to show it's a katana made from a red crystal. Swinging it, he launched a crescent-shaped beam at a bear-like beast, killing it. He then stabbed the ground with it, causing pillars of fire to erupt from the earth.
Seeing bird-like beasts closing in, the boy spun around like a top, sending crescent beams at every target. When he stopped spinning, he saw that every enemy had been eliminated. "Well, that was tiring." he said as his sword vanished.
"Should probably get back home now. Wouldn't want Ruby to go crazy on cookies again." the boy said as he walked away from the dusting corpses of the beasts. "Wait, almost forgot. Can't leave without this." the boy said, picking his book up from the ground.
Name: ? ? ? Xiao-Long
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Species: Human?
Semblance: Unknown
Element: Fire
Battle Class: Knight
Underground Lab, night
The boy from before walks through a futuristic laboratory. When he reaches a container, he smiles. "Nice work, old friend." he said.
The container held a special item. A glowing sword made from pure darkness. He picked it up, feeling how it felt in his grip. He then snapped it in two like it was a twig. Quickly after it's destruction, the sword turned to dust.
"One down, three to go." the boy says before smirking at the camera.