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backdraftSo Elle Fox was your average soon-to-be-fucked-up-girl when her life got flipped turned upside down. Isn't that how it always is?
And by flipped turned I mean she always kinda had this weird ability to make little sparks and tiny flames on her fingertips. No biggie. Maybe she tired a bit less than most of the people she knew and could beat anybody in an arm wrassle in her tiny hometown in Alabama, USA... but hey. Nothing too major.
Elle was raised by her Uncle Garret Cooper, her mother May's brother. May Cooper died when Elle was about eleven and with no dad to speak of it was good old Uncle who raised her up and proudly stood out on graduation day and celebrated with Elle when she was accepted into the University of Alabama.
Her uncle was a metal worker, making fancy fences and all that for the super rich and annoyingly famous. Elle took a liking to the work and the fact she seemed pretty skilled at not getting burned and the heat never bothered her much. You'd think at this point someone would start to notice at SOME time that something wasn't quite right with ms. fox. Well you'd be damn right. Riley Hale, her best friend and almost-girl-friend found out her secret and marveled in it. Riley and Elle were close, but growing up in the South made it a bit difficult for the two girls to find the courage to explore the growing feelings between them-- and the fact when Elle got too worked up she seemed to accidentally burn people.
(John Tuckerman. Kindergarden. First Kiss. Second Degree burns on the mouth. Freak Accident.)
Elle and Riley both went to the same university and also the same fraternity party that changed Elle's life for good. Riley and Elle were both attempting to date boys at this point. A fight that night between the two kept Riley save from what would happen as she let in a huff-- but Elle's "boyfriend" was a pledge so she stayed. The hazing for that particular night was that the pledges had to let the pledge masters get 15 minutes with their girl to do with as they pleased. Elle was not game.
Things escalated. One fist to the face was all it took and Elle found herself waking up to the night sky above her-- a mass of ashes and burned up wood around her.
Good news. Those two pledge masters and her oh so chivalrous date would never touch another girl again. Bad news? No one within the frat house would do anything again. A total of 73 people at the party and one dog.
After that, Elle's powers were full fledged and nearly unmanagable. Nightmares caused her to combust. Heated emotions: anger, lust, excitement. All caused her to lose control of the inner flame that had finally broken free inside her. Escalate too much and the fire consumed every inch of her and the only way to shut it off-- was to blow up.
Elle was hailed as a miraculous survivor of a terrible "gas main leak", but Riley knew. Riley kept her secret as always, but now she no longer found Elle a marvel. Now she was something to be feared.
Elle dropped from the university and taking her uncle's car, took off for the road. She was 19. Working in carnivals and traveling fairs, Elle made money as a blacksmith and glass maker, realizing now why such a trade had called to her. Seclusion and abstinence from all the things that made up the spice of life.
She refused to wake up on a grave of ashes again.
And by flipped turned I mean she always kinda had this weird ability to make little sparks and tiny flames on her fingertips. No biggie. Maybe she tired a bit less than most of the people she knew and could beat anybody in an arm wrassle in her tiny hometown in Alabama, USA... but hey. Nothing too major.
Elle was raised by her Uncle Garret Cooper, her mother May's brother. May Cooper died when Elle was about eleven and with no dad to speak of it was good old Uncle who raised her up and proudly stood out on graduation day and celebrated with Elle when she was accepted into the University of Alabama.
Her uncle was a metal worker, making fancy fences and all that for the super rich and annoyingly famous. Elle took a liking to the work and the fact she seemed pretty skilled at not getting burned and the heat never bothered her much. You'd think at this point someone would start to notice at SOME time that something wasn't quite right with ms. fox. Well you'd be damn right. Riley Hale, her best friend and almost-girl-friend found out her secret and marveled in it. Riley and Elle were close, but growing up in the South made it a bit difficult for the two girls to find the courage to explore the growing feelings between them-- and the fact when Elle got too worked up she seemed to accidentally burn people.
(John Tuckerman. Kindergarden. First Kiss. Second Degree burns on the mouth. Freak Accident.)
Elle and Riley both went to the same university and also the same fraternity party that changed Elle's life for good. Riley and Elle were both attempting to date boys at this point. A fight that night between the two kept Riley save from what would happen as she let in a huff-- but Elle's "boyfriend" was a pledge so she stayed. The hazing for that particular night was that the pledges had to let the pledge masters get 15 minutes with their girl to do with as they pleased. Elle was not game.
Things escalated. One fist to the face was all it took and Elle found herself waking up to the night sky above her-- a mass of ashes and burned up wood around her.
Good news. Those two pledge masters and her oh so chivalrous date would never touch another girl again. Bad news? No one within the frat house would do anything again. A total of 73 people at the party and one dog.
After that, Elle's powers were full fledged and nearly unmanagable. Nightmares caused her to combust. Heated emotions: anger, lust, excitement. All caused her to lose control of the inner flame that had finally broken free inside her. Escalate too much and the fire consumed every inch of her and the only way to shut it off-- was to blow up.
Elle was hailed as a miraculous survivor of a terrible "gas main leak", but Riley knew. Riley kept her secret as always, but now she no longer found Elle a marvel. Now she was something to be feared.
Elle dropped from the university and taking her uncle's car, took off for the road. She was 19. Working in carnivals and traveling fairs, Elle made money as a blacksmith and glass maker, realizing now why such a trade had called to her. Seclusion and abstinence from all the things that made up the spice of life.
She refused to wake up on a grave of ashes again.