A/N: Hey, people of FanFiction! If you're as excited as me for the new movie (set to be released Nov 16 in most countries) then I'm sure you're on the lookout for anything to fill the space until it's released. If that's the case (or even if it isn't), then I hope you'll enjoy this story, which starts off at the very end of the first movie. Happy reading!

Tina stood on the quay, leaning casually against the rail. Far off in the hazy distance was the ship Newt had boarded not a few minutes prior. Smog billowed from the triple smokestacks, adding to the dark cloud of smoke that was already curling around the Statue of Liberty.

Tina forced herself to smile. She was sad that Newt was leaving, but she reminded herself that he had promised to come back when his book was finished. Even though the publication of his book would take weeks, even months, at least it was something to look forward to.

For now, she would go back to her job as an auror at MACUSA. Thanks to Newt's recommendation to President Picquery, Tina was no longer working in the run-down Wand Permit Office.

She was immeasurably grateful that Newt had been able to persuade Picquery to get her job back. Work at the Wand Permit Office had been so monotonous that she had taken to spying on the Second Salemers during her lunch breaks. Now that Mary Lou Barebone was dead and her church was destroyed, the Second Salemers had completely disbanded.

Tina felt a pang of guilt that they had been unable to save Credence. After losing her job to save him from her deranged adoptive mother, Mary Lou Barebone, she felt very attached to him. If only the MACUSA aurors had listened to them, the poor Obscurial might still be alive. Perhaps Newt could have managed to extract the Obscurus like he had done to the Sudanese girl.

Alas, Credence was dead and there was nothing Tina could do to change that.

Shaking her head in sadness, she turned her gaze back up at the ship.

Just as she did, a thunderous explosion shattered the air. Tina couldn't believe it; the explosion was coming from Newt's ship!

Almost instantaneously, Tina pulled back her sleeve to check her watch.

She tapped it once and the watch face turned into a smaller version of the magical exposure level clock in MACUSA Headquarters. Tina watched as the clock hand moved from Low Threat to High Alert.

She twisted the adjustment knob on the side of the watch and the magical exposure clock shimmered away, leaving a pale green background in its place. These words were scrawled across it in purple ink:

Auror Teams A and B, report to the police boat immediately.

Immediately, she sprinted down the quay. When she reached the last boat, she nimbly leapt over the railing and pulled open the door to the cabin.

The steering room was much larger on the inside, thanks to an Undetectable Expansion Charm someone had placed on it. Aurors were Apparating left and right, wands already drawn.

"Take us in, Snibbet, quickly!" yelled an auror. "There's no doubt that that was a magical explosion."

A house elf seated in the bow snapped his fingers and the police boat lurched magically out of the harbor.

Tina walked over to the auror who had spoken.

"Goldstein, why would a Dark wizard target that ship?" he asked, looking out the window at the wake their boat was leaving.

"Newt Scamander was on that ship, Mr. Grimsditch," explained Tina.

"The magizoologist that helped you apprehend Grindelwald?" asked the auror, sneering as he spat out the Dark wizard's name.

Tina nodded. "It's very possible that some of Grindelwald's followers wanted revenge on him for capturing their leader."

Mr. Grimsditch's hard features became even more lined. It was common knowledge that he hated Grindelwald more than any other criminal. "Hopefully, this case will let us track down his followers and put them to death where they belong."

Tina tried to suppress the shudder that ran through her body at the mention of the death potion. The death sentence was her least favorite aspect of working at MACUSA. When she closed her eyes, she could see the bubble of silver potion closing around her.

She shook the thought off just as their police boat came alongside a group of floundering No-Majs. Aurors threw life preservers out at them, but they didn't take them on board. They had more important things to attend to. Plus, their goal was to apprehend the Dark wizards, not save No-Majs. American Wizards had learned long ago that No-Majs were best left alone, especially when they were in defensive situations.

With a call from their leader, Mr. Grimsditch, the aurors Disapparated, leaving the boat empty except for the house-elf.

Tina found herself in a small, empty cabin. The door was scratched in places and the wallpaper was flaking off of the walls. She placed the back of her hand on the door and she could feel a visceral heat through it.

Tina thrust open the door and charged into the hallway. All of the No-Majs that were able had fled to the lifeboats, so Tina kept her wand in her hand.

A violent conflagration of roaring flames was consuming the hall to Tina's right. As she watched, a massive dragon's head looked out of the inferno, chasing her back into a small crowd of aurors.

"Mercy Lewis!" cried Tina. "It's Fiendfyre!"

"Aguamenti!" yelled the aurors as a chimaera reared out of the fire, lunging towards them.

"It's no use," said Tina, her heart sinking. What if Newt was trapped somewhere behind the wall of Fiendfyre? What if he was already dead? And what of the helpless No-Majs trapped behind the fire?

"We need to get out of here!" yelled Mr. Grimsditch. "The ship is sinking and the Fiendfyre is spreading."

He turned on his heel to Disapparate, but nothing happened. "Someone's just put an anti-Apparation spell on the whole area!" he said despondently.

A thick cloud of smoke drifted down the hallway, thicker even than the smog of New York City. Tina cast a Bubblehead charm around her nose and mouth, but still her eyes stung from the smoke.

"Aurors!" yelled Mr. Grimsditch through a mouthful of ash. "I'm ordering you to get out of here! Regroup at the boat!"

"Grimsditch," said Tina, dodging a strand of Fiendfyre. "I can get through the Fiendfyre! I just need—"

"No, Goldstein!" the chief called as he ran up the stairs. "It's not worth it!"

But Tina wouldn't take no for an answer. She was reluctant to disregard orders when she had only just gotten her commission back. Even though she had only known Newt for a few days, she knew she couldn't let him die when there was even a vague possibility of saving him.

Once the last aurors had disappeared up the stairs, she yelled, "Accio dragon hide suit!"

When the suit fell at last to her feet, Tina clambered into it and charged into the fire. The walls were completely incinerated in the first room she checked. Even the metal hull had been burnt through, and water had started flowing into the ship.

Hastily, Tina rushed into the next room. This, too, was so badly burned that nothing had survived. With even more desperation, Tina hurried into the next room, which was completely submerged.

And there, floating in the water, was Newt's case. Somehow it had survived the fire. Tina looked around desperately for Newt, but he was nowhere to be seen.

Even in the water, the Fiendfyre burned fiercely. Tina felt the flames charring the dragon hide suit, and knew that it would not last much longer. After taking one last look around, she grabbed the handle of the case and swam through the window. The least thing she could do to honor Newt's memory would be to take care of his creatures.

The bow of the passenger ship pointed down to the seafloor as her compartments filled with water. As Tina looked back at the sinking ship, she cursed whoever it was that had cast the Fiendfyre that had cost the lives of so many people.

A/N: If you like this story, please review and leave feedback. My writing gets better if I know what to change. Thanks for reading!