How Not To Be a Superhero

Prologue

An old man was walking through a clearing, towards a small camp fire surrounded by teens. now, you may think that this man was one of your comical 'old men', but no. he was  the kind of old that commanded respect  not pity, his ivory locks billowed behind him in the wind, and his piercing storm grey eyes were locked on his destination.

"Hello, my name is Azuli, I am the Storyteller. It is a pleasure to teach you this fine evening" he said sitting down on a rock at the crest of the circle, looking over the thirteen teenagers that surrounded him. He liked to make a small game in his head, guessing what element each of them would fit into; Air (his own element), Fire, Water, Ice, Stone or Life. For example, that petite girl bouncing up an down on her seat in apprehension, probably either Water or Air, none of which were known to be able to sit still for long. And there that boy who flinches at every loud noise, visibly nervous about what lies beyond the tree line, Fire, who are known to have a disapreashiation or even fear of living things.
He got comfortable on his seat, after all this was a long tale and would take days to tell, but it was important that they know their history and how magic came into the world.

"I am here today to tell you all the tale to end all tales, how mankind was graced with the wonder that is magic; Air, Stone, Ice, Water, Fire and Life.

We could start this tale anywhere as it reaches all the way backwards and forewords in time, but we shall start this tale from where the magic has blossomed and all six elements have been harnessed by six individuals.
The brave wielders of Fire, Stone, Air, Ice, Water and Life.
We shall start from where all the elements come together to one.
We start, with a cat.

A/n
So I hope this sounds good, I've already planned the story and now I just have to write it out.
Bye my little Dragonlings!