The strong odors of roast meats and spiced dinner dishes assaulted Beetee's senses as he slammed open the doors to the Gamemaker room. Out of all the things he expected to see in the Gamemaker room, a feast along the wall at the back of the room was last. The smell of the gourmet meal turned Beetee's stomach. How dare they feast while they kill innocent children!
"Wiress!" Seneca Crane hurried to the sobbing teenager standing in the doorway. "Wiress, Dad tried to stop them from -" Sideous grabbed his son and placed a hand over his mouth.
"Quiet! Seneca! Go to your room! At once!" Sideous snapped.
"Dad - I wanted to explain to Wiress -" Seneca protested, sorrow filling his face as he watched Wiress cry.
"NOW, SENECA CRANE!" Sideous yelled as fear flashed across his face. "NEVER SPEAK TO MENTORS WITHOUT MY PERMISSION EVER AGAIN!"
"Yes, sir." Seneca whispered before leaving the room to head to his and his father's sleeping quarters.
"Kevius is here." Sideous said to Wiress before Kevius came toward the group from one of the Gamemaker workstations where he was talking to one of the Gamemakers.
"My little darling?" Kevius asked looking down at Wiress.
"Kevius - you - said - they would be left alone." Wiress sobbed taking his hands in hers. "You promised. In Alana and Kendall's room when you spoke with me. You promised."
"Yes. I did." Kevius said calmly. "But you know how the Games change, my little darling. Others in the Capitol - my friends are desperate for a Career victory, and a Career made it off the mountain before your little group."
"Her little group was made up of TWO TWELVE YEAR OLD INVENTORS!" Beetee yelled. "Or do District citizens mean NOTHING to you?" He adjusted his glasses and glared at Kevius who stared back unfazed.
"Now now, Mr. Tesla. My little darling is from District Three, and I enjoy her very much." Kevius said putting his hand on Wiress' shoulder. Beetee's fists clenched as he saw Wiress move away from Kevius' grasp.
"Get away from her!" Beetee hissed glaring at him.
"Mr. Tesla, do not tell me what to do with my wife." Kevius replied in a threatening tone.
"She's not." Beetee began in a low voice. "She's a thirteen year old girl that you used for six months. YOU AND THE OTHER CAPITOL SCUM THAT LIVE HERE!" Beetee roared before pushing Kevius away from Wiress and back toward the wall near the buffet table.
"Beetee!" Wiress yelped "Beetee! Stop! Please! You'll get into trouble!" Her large eyes filled with fear seeing Peacekeepers enter the room. She knew Beetee's anger would get both of them into serious trouble.
"HE USED YOU AND THEN BETRAYED OUR DISTRICT!" Beetee roared slamming Kevius against the wall.
"BEETEE! NO! NO!" Wiress screamed as Beetee's long slender fingers wrapped around Kevius' neck.
"HE HURT YOU! HE KILLED YOUR TRIBUTES!" Beetee roared. Glaring at Kevius who was attempting to plead with Beetee, he shot an indignant look at Wiress. "Give me one reason he should live!" Wiress gulped as her hands went to her abdomen.
"He - He - our baby." Wiress stammered. Beetee's face paled then flushed dark red. In a blind rage, Beetee struck Kevius's face over and over. As Kevius fell to the floor, Beetee grabbed a steak knife on the buffet table.
"YOU DID THIS TO WIRESS, I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL KILL YOU!" Beetee roared as he drove the knife into the Capitol man's chest over and over again. The blood roared in his ears drowning out Wiress' screams. Two peacekeepers pulled Beetee to his feet and aimed their tasers at him.
"No!" The lead officer called. "Get the girl." Two more peacekeepers grabbed Wiress and held her arms so she couldn't pull away from their grasp. "Mr. Beetee Tesla, this is your punishment." Beetee watched helplessly as Wiress was tasered over and over.
"NO! WIRESS! STOP!" Beetee cried.
"Should've thought of her before you killed a citizen of the Capitol!" One of the Peacekeepers laughed cruelly.
"NO! STOP! SHE'S PREGNANT, STOP! OH MY WIRES, STOP!" Beetee screamed at the top of his lungs. Wiress fell to the floor and her limbs began jerking as uncontrolled electrical currents overrode her brain. After what seemed like an eternity, she lay still on the ground, her large eyes open yet seeing nothing. "WIRESS!" Beete gasped kneeling down by the fallen victor. "Wiress, honey, please, be ok! Please! For your child." Beetee pleaded before feeling the tickle of her breath on his face. With trembling hands, Beetee felt Wiress' abdomen.
"You said she's pregnant." The chief police officer said. "And do you know the father?" Shakily, Beetee pointed to Kevius' broken and bleeding body. "Well, as Kevius has no need for his little wife and he will not see his son or daughter, you may collect your little girl and go." Beetee stared at the officer stunned. "Go!"
"No. You did this." Beetee whispered with fury as he stood up. "Bring Dr. Rostone in." he demanded.
"Your district partner is no longer the Capitol's problem. Therefore, she does not get the Capitol's medicine." The officer said coldly. "You will leave, now, Mr. Tesla, and take the little girl with you." With a roar of rage, Beetee charged at the officer. Yanking the taser out of his holster, he held it up menacingly.
"You will get Dr. Rostone. And you will get help for Wiress." Beetee growled before unlatching the safety of the taser. "Or else I will ratchet this up to full voltage." Suddenly Beetee was hit with a bolt of electricity. Gasping, he dropped his taser and clutched his throbbing arm.
"You forgot, Mr. Tesla. Every single Peacekeeper is armed with your little invention." The officer sneered. "Take them to the train!" He ordered his subordinates. Two Peacekeepers marched a sobbing Beetee to a train while a third officer carried Wiress' limp form behind them. She was unceremoniously dumped at Beetee's feet as the train door slammed and it began moving.
"Wiress, if you can hear me, I promise I will take care of you." Beetee whispered holding the shell of a Victor, his co-inventor, his friend, and ultimately another victim of the Capitol. "No matter what they did to you, I will take care of you."