Author's note-This took a while because I've been worried that you didn't like the previous chapter. . . .. . please please please leave some feedback, I aim to please If you have any suggestions or comments don't hesitate to leave a review or message me directly. 3 I love you all, I made up a new beast, I will likely add more on it if you'd like maybe post a extra content chapter devoted to the description and characteristics of it? Only if you guys want that though! Let me know!

Short definition of new beast- Kardifantasa- a made up magical creature originating during ancient Greece in the 5th century. Comes from the greek roots φάντασμα (pronounced fantasma) meaning wraith and καρδιά (pronounced kardia) meaning heart. It of purity because they're magic is a natural and uncontrolled reaction that the Kardifantasa have when they make eye contact with another creature or human with concealed emotion.

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"Yes please." Said Credence meekly. To be truthful he was terrified of going to England but so excited at the same time. There was nothing in the world that Credence had ever wanted more than a fresh start. He wanted to start over without Mary Lou or anyone who knew him as the "freak Barebone boy". He wanted it even more than magic.

Newt looked down at his fork and smiled, he truly believed that Credence had a bright future ahead of him. He was excited to be able to share in the younger man's wonder as he discovered the world by Newt's side.

Realizing that Credence was sitting with his hands folded in his lap gazing hesitantly at his plate, Newt hurriedly took the first bite knowing that's what he was waiting for.

Amused Newt smirked at the way Credence's eyes closed in bliss as he ate his French toast.

After breakfast Newt saw it necessary to do a final headcount on his creatures just in case any had made any escape attempts. He was already high up on MACUSA's radar and he certainly had no intentions of being back in that uptight congressional building.

"My energy has returned." Newt said as he cast a cleaning spell on the now empty dishes.

Credence's eyes light up at this "And your hand? Is it. . Is it any better?" His excitement shifted to worry at Newt's hesitation.

Avoiding the gaze of Credence, Newt held up his left hand "Well it doesn't hurt anymore, not after I healed it last night. To be honest I just wrapped it so you wouldn't have to see-it's fine really. Just a few scars."

Biting his lip Credence looked down shamefully. At least he wasn't in pain anymore. Reaching out he gently took Newt's hand in his and began unraveling the bandage. Gasping at the red thick lines and groves littering Newt's soft warm hand he instantly felt sick. How could he do this to someone? Now he would have those for life… "

"Wait, can't you use magic? To heal them? Like mine? Mr. graves healed my hands when I had week old cuts once." A spark of hope glistened in his dark eyes.

Newt stared at a small tear in one of his tarps with wide, spaced out eyes. "Yes, I did try to heal them but sometimes it's either too late or the magic was too powerful to heal. I have quite a few marks from some of the more powerful beasts in my collection." he let out a small chuckle finally lifting his gaze to Credence's shoulder, still too meek to meet his eyes.

He unbuttoned the top two buttons on his shirt to reveal a shiny maroon scar. Credence's eye's widened in wonder at it.

It was shaped like a starburst, thin triangles spreading out from the dark center, fading into barely visible pink lines at the tips. It was larger than four inches either way. It was beautiful thought Credence. He was so captivated, several seconds passed before he looked up at Newt after hearing the man clear his throat.

"Trained healers tried for nearly an hour to clear this one. All they managed to do was heal the gouge. I happen to adore this scar. Wouldn't have let them try to heal if I was conscious. It's the result of one of the most pure forms of magic. A creature called a Kardifantasa did it. One of the most breathtaking beasts i've ever laid my eyes on. Though, that was a mistake I suppose. I was exploring a tunnel in Greece when I found him."

Credence interrupted with great curiosity and disbelief in his voice "Greece? Really?" HAving never traveled outside of the city, he was amazed that the man had been to such a place.

"Yes, i've done a fair amount of traveling." Newt replied modestly.

He turned to hide his blush, the wonder in Credence's eyes had made him embarrassed. He settled down on the daybed, Credence following.

"Yes now where was I, ahh-right. The tunnel. Well it was undocumented and I believe undiscovered and there was a group of muggles doing an archeological dig and there were reports of mysterious disappearances so I sought out to find the source. I suspected magic was a play. The Greek council of magic you see is notorious for causing muggles to- er- 'vanish' upon the revealing of magic."

Credence furrowed his brows, intrigued.

"A group of aurors, magical police I suppose, posted a temporary job listing for a wizard who was familiar with the terrain, I was only there a week before but I knew enough to act like the proper candidate. They were investigating a recent magical hotspot that suddenly popped up on the new muggle dig site."

Newt hesitated, Credence was probably only entertaining him to be polite. Whenever he'd told stories of length, people had interrupted and called rubbish, annoyed with his tales. Perhaps he was annoying the young man. . .he didn't wish to bother him. Looking down he contemplated continuing.

Deciding to give the short version, he continued.

"Anyways, there was just one kardifantasa, never before identified and never seen again. It sent a beam of bright fantastic glittering light from it's third eye directly at my chest. Instantly I was frozen. The beam felt cool and gentle but bore an opening straight to my heart. It was painless, truly miraculous. Then the beam left me and began projecting it front of us in a flash of images all of my past memories that were connected to the strongest emotions I've ever felt."

Newt looked off to the side, suddenly feeling overexposed just as he had that day. He began buttoning his shirt back up.

"I passed out and awoke in a hospital, a mediwizard was whispering healing spells. I was quite disoriented and the three aurors who were with me on the trek were all staring at me. I've never felt more embarrassed. Their eyes held pity. 'Don't worry, we destroyed it' said the leader. It still pains me that they senselessly killed the creature. Anyways, in a bit of a panic I obliviated them and apparated to an old friends" Newt began laughing.

"It's rather funny isn't it? Just ran off. Leaving them with no memory of the creature or me. I've never told anyone of the creature. I'm the only one that knows it exists. Well, and you I suppose."

Credence was shocked, Newt told him something he'd never told anyone else before? Why would he do that?

"Seems we've gotten a bit off topic" Newt chuckled anxiously.

"Anyways, my hand is fine I'm already riddled with scars it's no worry, really." Credence nodded at the man's words words, noting how genuine he'd sounded.

"Credence, would you accompany me on doing a quick check on the creatures before we head to the dock?"

"Yes please, I would like that" said Credence trying to conceal his excitement with a twitchy, restrained smile.