Her mother, Isabella, was nothing but a prostitute and sold her body to pay for a lousy apartment. She had a bleak expectation from life and never dreamed of anything more, losing her mind in a man or a bottle, sometimes a blunt. She was somewhat happy and satisfied with it. The only relationship she considered to be serious was a big drug dealer, who the streets called "Mozart", but they broke it off a few months later. Around the same time they were dating, though, Isabella had been hanging out at a bar when she met a man with long black hair. Assuming he wanted sex, she offered but he had declined and instead bought her a drink. For a few hours, they had begun to talk, despite both being quite withdrawn. After the night, still believing he was going to pull out a few notes she was surprised when he simply bid her goodnight and left.
The next night, she went there again as it was booming for her own business and found the same man sitting at the table. Again, he was by himself and, unlike last time, she tried to ignore him but he waved her over once more. Knowing full well this was losing her potential 'business associates' she was hesitant but eventually was persuaded to come over when he waved his wallet. Like last night, he simply bought drinks and talked to her. She wasn't a mean person and, though she didn't like to admit it, did find his company intriguing enough to spend a few hours with him.
This pattern continued for a week until, finally, they were in bed with each other, his wallet forgotten.
When she woke up, he was gone but she wasn't bothered by this. Some of her clients did this even though he wasn't one, she expected to see him the night like she had done the previous ones.
Except she was wrong and never saw him again.
She had broken up with the boyfriend during this week and though she wasn't heartbroken over the disappearance, she was hurt.
Life continued as normal for Bella until three months later when she realised she was pregnant. She was tempted to have an abortion as she didn't have a life to support a child but her own morals forbade her from doing so and six months later she had a baby girl in her arms. Unable to provide for the baby as well as keep up her job she eventually became homeless as she wasn't able to pay rent money. Moving from suburb to suburb, this continued for three years as they scavenged for food. One day, she walked into a bar, Eleanor attached to her and her ex is across the bar staring at them, and more specifically Elle.
Her ex had done nearly every crime in the book and was feared across the undergrounds. He lived by two rules:
1) Don't care for anyone. They'll tear you down.
2) Don't share information unless absolutely necessary
But, even though he knew Elle wasn't his child as he had flaming red hair and she didn't look like him, he faked it and told Bella that she was his. Despite the first rule, he believed that he might be able to repent for some of his sins by giving the girl a home. Taking Eleanor was easy, as Bella never particularly loved her daughter and had considered leaving her in front of a church or something similar times and the ex, whose name was Jordyn, gave her some money and drugs in return.
For the next few years, Eleanor was happy. She was raised by Jordyn and considered him family and didn't remember Bella or cared enough to try and find her. Severely kept in the dark about what her father's career was like, she became known as Mozart's daughter and people knew well enough to stay away from her.
When she was fourteen, her father's business got rocky and a rival decided it was time to get rid of him. By doing this, he tried to make him snap by targeting Eleanor. When she was walking, a group of home sped past shooting her in the stomach. She was only a few meters away from her home which allowed her father to take her to the hospital. He was infuriated, though, and he tried to kill the rival. The rival was expecting this and the police stopped him. He was charged with attempted murder and was given a life sentence.
Elle was protected dearly by the group but eventually, her father's power began to dwindle and Elle was soon pulled into the business. No one expected a fifteen year old girl to be a dealer and she was able to slip by. But she craved something more, she was once told that she was never going to be involved and never wanted to be. In her spare time, she ate up every book she could get her hands on.
When she was seventeen, she realised what she was. She was an elemental. Knowing this was her ticket out she ran away to the academy.