Here's my backstory for Lady Supreme:
Everything changed for Rosaleen when she met Big Base…
She was working hard to make a name for herself and at only 15 people were already starting to take notice. It wasn't easy; she was still in school and would have dropped out if it wasn't for Granny. So, it was school weekdays, practicing her routine weeknights and working the clubs weekends. Being a great singer and dancer could only take her so far though… she needed music to back her up.
Then a hot new DJ entered the scene called Big Base. Their was an immediate attraction but Rosaleen knew that she had to keep her self straight—like her Granny told her, or else she might not get her dream of fame. Besides, Big Base always had plenty of girlies to keep him entertained.
Together, they were a show: Big Base and Lady Supreme started to get booked more often and at some of the bigger clubs... the ones with lines outside, with bouncers who only let in the beautiful people. But what she was really waiting for was the fairy godmother (or father) with diamond-studded sunglasses and a Mercedes Bends to have her sign on the dotted line and give her everything she ever wanted. She was tired of waiting for fame to arrive—after all she was almost 16!
Just before she disappeared from the scene she and Big Base played Killer Kats, a big venue in London. She knew that talent agents were always in attendance, searching for new talent. She knew that tonight they would notice her.
The show at Killer Kats was amazing. Rosaleen was invited to an after party where some names wanted to talk to her. Big Base declined, having his own after party to attend to named Bridgett... and Monica.
The party was hot—she had never seen so many beautiful people in one room before. This! This was where she belonged. The food was incredible; to die for, and while she had never bothered with drinking before (warnings from Granny) what would be the harm of having one celebratory drink?
When she woke up she had no idea where she was. The room was very grand; it would have been great if the fear in her stomach didn't warn her that some thing was terribly wrong. Her clothes were gone and replaced with a boy's page outfit from one of those costume thingies she has seen on the telly. The only belonging left of hers was a gold necklace with a heart charm on it that read, "you have my heart kid." A gift from Big B. At least that's what she remembers from her dreams.
Three years passed while she was trapped in that dream, in the world of fairy. And what's really frightening is how very little of her time there she remembers… Why was she taken? How did she escape?
Now that she is back it seems she has little to come back to. Her Granny died while she was gone. And there is some girl who looks a hell of a lot like her living in her house using her name. Everybody is different towards her, and she can't find work… something about a break down. Most of her friends won't answer her calls and the ones who do seem to think they're talking to that other girl, the her that isn't her. The tone of pity in their voices sickens her. And Big Base is nowhere to be found. Homeless and alone it seems her bright future is gone and her escape a joke.
Another night of fitful dreams about a golden path blocked by thorny vines… she needs to get past but she has nothing to cut them down with but an old rusty spoon; and she has to hurry because something is chasing her! But this time when she wakes she finds an envelope of money under her makeshift pillow with a note:
"My Little Lady S.,
You can find me in New York. ~BB"