Everything had gone wrong.

It was supposed to be very simple. They get in, save the one-year-old baby Swedish Short-Snout, and then get out. Well, maybe not that simple, as it was guarded by some of Grindelwald's followers.

Yep. Definitely not that simple.

They were supposed to have back-ups. MACUSA's aurors would be protecting them from the east and west side, French Ministry of magic from the north and south, and British from the air. But when they arrived, the French ministry suddenly bailed.

And then a group of giants attacked.

The plan was botched. The whole thing was a trap. They were outnumbered, surrounded by explosions, roaring giants, and flying hexes.

It was chaotic.

Yet in the midst of it all, they found the baby dragon. It was chained to the ground, wounded, and Newt couldn't help but run towards it as fast as he could.

'NEWT! You can't – they'll see us!' Tina cried, but he was already running. As soon as he got to it, the dragon opened its eyes. 'It's alright,' Newt whispered, 'I'll help you, it's alright.' And he set to work. The fact that the dragon didn't even bother to react worried him.

'Newt! It's a trap, we need to go!' Tina ran towards him and try to pull him off the dragon.

'NO! If we don't save it, it'll die! They're going to use his skin to make shields and I'm not going to let that happen!' He tried to cut the chain with a spell, but apparently it was cursed with some sort of dark magic that it would not break.

'Newt, please!' Tina begged desperately. 'The chains are cursed, there's nothing we can do unless the one who cursed them died!' There was another explosion not far from where they were, and she knew they were going to be discovered soon.

'Just give me minute, I'll figure things out – '

'NEWT, LOOK OUT!'

And then suddenly everything was spinning. Newt felt his body hit the ground, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the stars. He looked around and realised he was on a beach.

And there was no dragon in sight.

He got up and saw Tina standing in front of him. Suddenly he felt anger bubbling inside of him. After throwing a nasty look at her, he turned around, picked up his suitcase and started to walk away.

'Newt!' he heard Tina called. 'Newt, I'm sorry!'

But he kept walking.

'Newt!' he heard her steps following him, but he was so mad that he ignored her.

'How could you! Of all people, how could you leave it to die!' his voice quivered as he yelled to her without looking back. 'You know it's just a baby! You know that they're going to kill it! I thought you, of all people, would understand!'

But as he walked on, he suddenly realised he could only hear his footsteps.

'Tina?' he whipped his head around.

He could feel his heart dropped as he saw her body lying on the ground.