Hmm . . . You can't tell by the title that I was listening to the Matthew Good Band when I wrote this, can you? Angsty Pietro and spoilers, a dash of Rietro for garnish, general BOM cuteness, and just the right amount of Jean bashing. I had to get this out before the X-ev writers actually get around to adding Wanda ^_^. . . Enjoy!! As always, reviews are appreciated, even flames, I'm too cheap to buy a heater!

I Turn The Light On and There's Nothing Left Redeeming

Kelly
li_luva_2000@yahoo.ca

`*~Prologue~*'

There was a blinding red flash. He screamed as it's light and heat washed over him, bathing his leg in agony. "Please . . . help me . . . please . . ."

But she was gone.

"Pietro . . . Pietro, come on buddy, come on. Wake up." Lance was shaking him lightly, a worried look on his face.

Pietro gasped and sat bolt upright. He was bathed in a cold sweat and could tell he was trembling visibly. He hoped Lance wouldn't make fun of him but his eyes held only concern.

Todd rushed into the room, "What happened? Who was yelling?" He looked frantically at Lance standing over the bed, "Is Pietro okay?"

"Yeah," answered Pietro for himself, trying to slow his breathing, rocking himself back and forth. His lower lip began to quiver. "It's alright, just a stupid dream." Todd didn't look convinced and approached the bed slowly, sitting down beside Pietro. Lance settled in on the other side. They pulled a blanket over his quivering shoulders and he began to sob. This had happened before.

Pietro was thankful to have his friends, but he couldn't even begin to explain this to them. Some things just needed to stay in the past. The sobs racked his body. Nightmares weren't exactly a rare occurrence at the Brotherhood house, they all had something to hide; something they weren't proud of; something that was secretly eating them up inside; something that drove them here. And his was his family. Chapter 1