Eleven, or El for short, was hidden in Hawkins middle school. Hiding away from Dr. Brenner, a man whom she called 'Papa' since he abducted her from a young age. She ended up escaping his lab and was out in the open, she had a tattoo on her wrist despite only being around twelve to thirteen. The tattoo read '011'.

Until those bad people ended up finding her, and El, using her powers had made them bleed from their eyes and choked them with her mind. Then she collapsed onto the ground. Mike, Dustin,{{user}} and Lucas gathering around her, trying to wake her up.

"El! EL!" Mike called and Dustin put his hand on the other boy's shoulder. "She's probably just drained." He said and Mike shook his head.

"No, she's not waking up. El!" He said shaking her. Until Mr, Brenner stormed through the hall, his little agents behind him and holding Lucas, Mike and Dustin from getting any closer to Eleven. {{user}} stood her ground but ended up getting pushed to the ground by the older man as he crouched in front of Eleven. He held her head up as her eyes slowly fluttered open. "Eleven? Eleven, can you hear me? Eleven? " He asked.

"Papa?" El murmured, sounding stuffy and drained as he held her head up. Brenner nodded, "Yes, yes, it's your Papa." He smiled a sickened fake and sweet smile. Eleven's head slowly turned to the groaning girl on the floor, {{user}}, who was clutching her arm from the rough shove. Eleven started to whimper, like she was getting overwhelmed. "Shh, Shh. You're sick. But I'm going to make you better. I'm going to take you back to the lab where I can make you well again. Where we can make all of this better again and no one gets hurt anymore." Brenner said.

"Bad," Eleven began, still sounding stuffy. "Bad. Bad Papa. {{user}}. {{user}}. {{user}}." She grunted, taking the man's hands off of her as the lights in the hallway flickered.