Sandra strolled through the streets late at night. The rest of the Brotherhood had gone to sleep but she was feeling restless. She remembered Tiffany saying something about a party and since she hadn't seen Tiffany in quite some time Sandra decided to go.

It was also her favorite kind of party. The kind that seemed to have an endless supply of drugs and alcohol. Sandra had not gotten high since she joined the Brotherhood, and while she did have her own supply of alcohol hidden in her room, she still hadn't gotten really drunk, which is just what she planned to do tonight.

She arrived at the house that was holding the party and was greeted by an already drunk Tiffany.

"Sandraaaaa," she said giggling, "You made it!"

"Yeah," Sandra mumbled entering the house. She looked around and did not recognize any of the people there. She headed straight for the beer and then indulged in the mixed drinks and even drank vodka straight.

She kept drinking and even danced a little. The guys kept coming over to her but she kept brushing them off until this one guy came. He was tall and muscular. He had dark brown hair and sexy green eyes. Sandra giggled and flirted with him. Tiffany had stopped drinking a while ago and was starting to sober off so she was keeping her eye on Sandra.

Tiffany turned around for one second to get some water and when she did that the guy and Sandra went upstairs to an empty bedroom. The room looked like it was some sort of trophy room. There were animal heads mounted on the wall, rifles, and even two swords were hung on the wall.

Sandra and this guy started making out and made there way to the bed. He laid on top of her kissing her neck. She unbuttoned his shirt and as he threw it on the floor she suddenly thought of Pietro and didn't want to be here with this guy.

She sat up a bit. "Hey, I think I want to get back to the party." She told him

But he pushed her back down, hard. "Shut up babe." He said.

"Get off of me," she said angrily

But he ignored her and continued to kiss her and grope her. She was able to knock him off the bed and tried to leave but her grabbed her foot and caused her to fall.

"You're gonna give me what I want," the guy saw

Sandra felt a mixture of anger and fear surging in her. The swords hanging on the wall began to move but neither noticed. She was staring at him, hating him. "I'm leaving," she said but he pulled her towards him and started kissing her neck. She kneed him in the balls and backed away. She was breathing heavily and glaring at him now with great contempt and her eyes began to change colors. They went from gray to black to blood red

"Holy shit, what happened to your eyes?" the guy asked

But he never got answer. The two swords flew off the why one went straight through the back of his head and the other went through his heart. He fell to the ground dead. Sandra's breathing became more even and her eyes returned to its normal color. She stood there staring at what she had done when there was loud knocking on the door.

'Shit,' she thought but then she heard it was only Tiffany.

"Are you alone?" she asked Tiffany.

"Yeah," Tiffany answered and Sandra opened the door a little bit and Tiffany squeezed through.

Tiffany's eyes widened with horror when she saw the dead body.

"Oh my God! Sandra!" she exclaimed

"I didn't mean to, it was an accident." Sandra said

"Oh my God, oh my God." Tiffany wailed

Sandra hesitated for a moment then she recalled this guy outside smoking a cigarette and playing around with a lighter. She went over to were he had thrown his shirt and felt in his front pocked but there was no lighter in it. Then she went over to his body and pulled out the swords from his body and turned him room and looked in his front pockets of his pants and she found the lighter.

"Sandra no, that's not a good idea. Lets just leave." Tiffany said

"I can't. They'll find my fingerprints on his body." Sandra said and looked around for papers and other flammable stuff.

"But what about the other people in the house?" Tiffany asked

"What about them?" Sandra asked

"It's…its'...it's just not nice." Tiffany said

Sandra ignored her and looked at the papers he had collected. "This just won't do." She said. Then she turned to Tiffany. "Do you know if they have any Kerosene?" she asked

Tiffany stared at her dumfounded

"Can you go and check in the garage or something?"

"Maybe you should just go to the police and confess." Tiffany said

"Oh yeah and what am I supposed to say, my mutant powers got out of control and I killed him?" Sandra asked, "Tiffany please, I need your help. Can you just look for me?" she asked.

Tiffany sighed then nodded her head.

Sandra threw a blanket to her. "If you find any, wrap it in this. If anyone asks just say your cold."

Tiffany nodded her head again. When she left Sandra locked the door behind and waited. About ten minutes later Tiffany was back.

"Well, did you find any?" Sandra asked

Tiffany removed the blanket to show that she indeed did find a can of kerosene.

"It's about half full." Tiffany said

"Good." Sandra said

Tiffany hesitated then asked. "Are you sure about this?"

"Of course I'm sure." Sandra said

Sandra started pouring the kerosene on the body. She used most of it for the body and when it was almost empty she made a trail of it to the window.

"You get out first." She instructed Tiffany and Tiffany climbed out. When Sandra saw Tiffany was safely on the ground. She took a piece of paper and started to climb out of the window. Then she lit the piece of paper on fire and dropped it inside the house right were the trail of kerosene was and climbed down carrying the empty can of kerosene and a bottle of vodka.

"Quick." Sandra said and they ran like hell. They ran until they reached Tiffany's place.

"Maybe you should stay here tonight." Tiffany said

"Nah, I don't want my boys to worry." Sandra and handed Tiffany the empty can of kerosene. Then walked away from Tiffany back towards the brotherhood with the bottle of vodka in her hand. She was almost there when she stopped. She was passing by an alley and she really wanted to drink this vodka. It was blue and looked pretty. Sandra drank the empty bottle and left it there then stumbled around and somehow made it back to the brotherhood unharmed. As she walked up the stairs she held onto the railing so she wouldn't fall. She reached to the top and much to her surprise Pietro was waiting outside her room with his arms crossed and he looked really mad.

'Uh-oh,' Sandra thought and started to stagger towards him but she fell and he rushed towards her to help her up.

"Where the hell did you go? I went to check on you and you were gone." Pietro said

"A party with Tiff." Sandra answered slurring her words a bit

"Where there boys there?" he demanded then felt embarrassed when he realized how stupid he sounded.

Sandra just laughed. "You so silly." She said

"Yeah, I try." Pietro mumbled as he tried to help Sandra to her room.

He turned to look at Sandra and there faces were inches apart. Pietro started turning away when suddenly Sandra kissed him. He slowly pulled away feeling confused and accidentally let go of Sandra causing her to fall to the ground.

It was a nice kiss but he knew he couldn't think anything of it. She was drunk and was not her usually self. And by tomorrow she probably wouldn't even remember. Pietro was so lost in his own thoughts he did not hear Sandra say, "I don't feel so good." It was not until she threw up on his feet he was brought back to reality

"Ah, shit." Pietro said when he realized what happened. He carried her to her room and laid her on her bed. Then he took her trashcan, which happened to be the only one in the house and put it by her bed. He quickly went to the bathroom to wipe off his feet. Then he ran back to her room and found that Sandra had already fallen asleep. He pulled up her chair by her bed and he sat in it. He sat there listening to her breathe until he to fell asleep.

The next morning Sandra awoke feeling like shit. She looked next to her and saw Pietro sleeping in the tried. The events of last night were a blur but she did remember killing that guy and kissing Pietro. She stared at him figuring he hold this over her head and tell everyone she kissed him.

A while later Pietro woke. Sandra was still lying in bed because she felt to crappy to get up. "How are you feeling?" he asked her

"Like crap." She said

Pietro smiled at her. "I was worried about you. You shouldn't have snuck out." He said

"Technically I didn't sneak out since I left through the front door and came back through the front door." Sandra said

Pietro shook his head. "Still, something could of happened to you. You could have gotten really hurt."

"Oh like you never gotten drunk before." Sandra said

"Well that's different." Pietro said

"Because your guy." Sandra said mockingly

Pietro not wanted to start a fight said, "You should just stay in bed all day and rest. I'll bring you up some water."

Sandra was surprised. She accepted him to be an asshole about the whole thing but instead he seemed genuinely concerned. And what surprised her most of all was he never mentioned the kiss.

She pondered whether she should say anything about it, and then decided not to. Pietro came back carry bottled water and toast.

"I went to the store and swiped some bread and bottled water. The stuff we got here is no good." Pietro said

Sandra took a small bite of the toast.

"Don't eat it to fast." Pietro warned

"Why are you doing this?" she asked him

Doing what?"

"Helping me."

Pietro blushed and shrugged his shoulders

"Well thank you." Sandra said

"Your welcome."

Pietro stayed by her side through the rest of the day helping her but the whole time he kept thinking about the kiss and hoped she would do it again, but much to his disappointment, she did not.