Brandy's face went ghost white and she closed her eyes for a minute, wishing that when she opened them it would turn out to be all a dream. No such luck, when she opened her eyes she could still see an angry Mr.Sir staring at her bandana. She gripped Squid's arm to keep herself up, she could feel her knees shaking.

"Everyone, go back to their tents." Mr.Sir growled. "Pendanski, go get MacKenzie."

The girl's knew what this meant. If Mr.Sir couldn't remember whose bandana it was, Mr.MacKenzie sure would. Brandy wore that bandana or one of her other two every single day. Squid started walking forward and pulled a stunned Brandy along with him.

They all parted ways and went back to their own tents. Squid gave Brandy a sad look when she let go of his arm. It was hard seeing a tough chick like her break. Nothing had been able to phase her, but he didn't think she would be able to withstand the adults. Not this time.

The girl's sat in their tent except for Mustang who grabbed their camera and stuck it up her sleeve. She figured that they might need it later.

The boys were silently discussing what had happened.

"What do you think is gonna happen?" Twitch asked, twitching more then usual.

"He is gonna kill her." Zigzag said with a blank expression on his face.

"Don't be so stupid, he ain't gonna kill her." X-Ray said

"Well he is gonna hit her again I bet." Magnet said sadly.

"It's not right, man." Squid said angrily "He shouldn't be aloud."

They nodded in agreement but their conversation was brought to an immediate halt by loud voices. They quickly left the tent and made their way to where the voices were coming from.

They soon spotted Brandy and Mr.MacKenzie outside the girl's tent. The rest of the girl's were standing on the steps of the tent, watching helplessly.

"Where did you put the shovels?" Mr.MacKenzie asked angrily, he had a painfully tight grip on her arm.

Brandy just turned her head away and refused to look at him. That made his even more angry. He grabbed her neck with his other hand and made her face him.

"I asked you a question." Mr.MacKenzie hissed "It would be lady like for you to answer."

The boys were close enough by now to hear this. Brandy's face was calm and to their surprise she wasn't even crying. They didn't know how much more of this she could take.

Twitch noticed out of the corner of his eye, Mustang, crouched on the tent steps, silently taking pictures. Mr.MacKenzie didn't even notice, he was too furious.

Brandy just spat in his face and called him dirty names. He tightened his grip on her throat, their could hear her struggling to breath. Her face was turning un-naturally red.

Much to their relief Mr.MacKenzie let go of her throat. Unfortunately he landing a punch to her face and another to her stomach. Brandy doubled up but still didn't cry out. As soon as she regained her wind, she continued cussing him out even though she was laying painfully on the ground.

"I am gonna ask you one more time," Mr. MacKenzie said, kneeling down next to her "where are the shovels?"

Brandy didn't say anything, she just stared up at him.

"You may think you are tough," Mr.MacKenzie began "I have seen kids like you, but you are the first girl. Nothing I can do can break you down. Not your spirit and unfortunately not your mouth. I can break anyone down with enough time."

He stood up and landed a few good kicks to her ribs. Much to the guys amazement she still didn't cry out. He was going to land another kick but the girls couldn't take anymore. The flew from the steps and stood between Mr.MacKenzie and Brandy. The boys joined them.

"I will be back to have a little chat with you later." MacKenzie said and stalked a way.

Flame and Jam were already down on the ground trying to get a response from Brandy, the rest of them joined her. Her right eye was already starting to bruise, so was her neck. She clutched her rib cage, take slow deep breaths, each one more painfull then the last.

With Flame and Jam's help they all made their way back to the girl's tent where they carefully lowered her onto her bed. Laying down helped with the pain a little bit but not much.

"I think she cracked a couple ribs." Flame said looking at the painfully marking on Brandy's stomach.

"Twitch, go get Mom." X-Ray said.

Twitch and Mom soon came back and Mom's face fell. He didn't bother asking how it happend, he knew it was some form of fight.

"Could one of you go into my office and get the first aid kit." Mom asked, not taking his eyes off of Brandy.

Mustang said she would and Mom tossed her the keys. He didn't even notice when Type followed Mustang. Mustang came back in a few minutes but Type was not with her. She handed him an acient looking first aid kit and his keys.

Mom carefully taped up Brandy's ribs and said their was nothing else he could do, she just needed to take it easy. He left as soon as Type came back into the tent.

"Where were you?" Magnet asked her.

"I was downloading the pictures and sending them off to some lawyers." Type said grinning.