Did you know that the Devil has a cousin? Yep, the laid-back demon lord, Lee Jinki, a master in manipulating technology and cooking chicken. Don't tell anyone that you know his secret, though. Jinki's not proud of his older cousin, especially when the Devil starts to send nightmarish creations up to the surface. No, at that point, it becomes time to act.

That's how Jinki formed the Secret Hell Initiative Net, a group of five misfits/mishaps/mistakes, all lumped together because they have something that other teenagers don't: skill.

Choi Minho's been stuck in the Cold War since he can remember. His father has weapons stacked up to the ceiling—literally. Breakfast is usually toast and target practice at the same time. Maybe that's why he takes such a liking to shooting things up. He can build a bomb with his eyes closed. He goes to school with two plastic weapons (his own design, of course) tucked into his back pockets and when he goes home, he has to hit five different targets to open the front door. He's about as antisocial as a guy can get, a sharp eye with a sharp tongue and an itchy trigger finger. He'll shoot a target from three rooftops away without a scope, and he'll hit his damn target. Believe it.

And other teens thought that playing paper football was proof of good aim.

Lee Taemin is a genius. No, really, a real ing genius. Yeah, the son of a millionaire who invests in bank-robbing and overall crime. Other rich kids would be kicking back in a private entertainment room, clicking through daddy's channels, or shopping online at mommy's websites. Not Taemin. No, he'd rather be scaling 30 story buildings and throwing smoke bombs at security guards. There's not a lock he can't pick or a code he can't crack. He's a brat, but also the best cat burglar around. Armed with his own hard-earned funds and inventions of his own designed, he's picking more than just pockets.

And he doesn't get caught. Not ever.

Kim Kibum is the best chef in town, because he can slice a pineapple in midair with two katanas, cube it with a different set of longswords, and then mash it (still in midair, mind you) with a staff as tall as he is, maybe even taller. Of course, he'd rather be using these skills to help his father, the chief of police, catch the bad guys. He's smart, a smart-, and an irreplaceable asset to any form of law enforcement. He'd no sooner color-coordinate your closet than slice off your with a tantō and feed your face to your dog. He's a diva, a , and the biggest mother-hen around.

The only thing is that once he's decided to get you, you don't come out alive.

Kim Jonghyun is a jackass. He's a prick, he's a , but he's also the strongest teen fighter three years in a row. He's beaten down crowds of experienced fighters twice his age since he was ten, and he hasn't even peaked yet. So what if he's an orphan? So what if he's got nothing to live for or on other than adrenaline? He can still kick better than any other guy on the block. Time isn't the issue. Time was never the issue. youth, slowing down, settling down, standing down or bowing down to anyone. He's eighteen, he's ed up, and he's damn dangerous.

For him, it's not a fight unless there are ten people or more, and they all have black belts.

So, this group of teenage -ups are going to be the world's saviors. There's no deal to this, really, other than the fact that they're exactly what Jinki needs: time bombs with skill beyond comparison. Sure, Jinki could just get some war-angels and a couple of vengeful demons on his side, but none of those things could do what these kids can.

These four little delinquents don't know it yet, but together, they're the only ones that can protect the earth.