Notes: Hey everybody! Sorry for the delay! Life, you know? Unfortunately, since school started up again we might not be updating as consistently. Really sorry about this, but don't worry, we will finish the story eventually. Enjoy :)

Kaimana POV

"Good morning, Kai!" Newt greets me in his typical sunshiny way. I pout and swim lazily over to meet him. "Awww, don't be like that. It's a lovely day!" He beams at me. "Here, I brought you your voice potion." He hands me a glass of the foul liquid. I make a disgusted face and Newt chuckles at me. "Come on, you won't get better if you don't drink it." He tells me. I've been taking the potion for three days now, and there hasn't been much improvement on my voice. I'm able to make soft humming noises, but I have yet to attempt to actually speak. Newt keeps telling me to be patient, but it's difficult, and unbelievably frustrating. I quickly chug down the potion, grimacing as I do. "Haha, I know it's bad but if I tried to make it taste better it wouldn't help you anymore."

I frown and hum a little, rubbing my throat. "Does it feel any different?" He asks, and I make a so-so sign with my hand. "I'm sure it will be back to normal soon. Now, I have a very important question for you." He says, suddenly serious. I look at him, and tilt my head curiously. "How would you like to leave the suitcase and help me look for magical creatures in the area?" I immediately climb out of the water, nodding vigorously. "Okay, let's see if we can find some better clothes for you." He says, and I follow him eagerly to his workshop.

"Hmm. Let's see." Newt muses as he rifles through a large trunk full of clothes. "Aha! Here try this on." He tosses me some pants and a jacket. "Those should be much better suited to wandering around looking for magical creatures." He says. I quickly strip down, ignoring Newt's small noise of protest. Humans. Much too modest.

The black pants are too long for me, but the waist fits, so I roll up the cuffs until I no longer trip over the extra fabric. The jacket is also black and it's a bit too big for me, but it's warm and comfortable. Newt hands me a large pair of heavy boots. "You can't walk around barefoot in the plains of Africa." He tells me, when I raise an eyebrow at him. I reluctantly put them on, and try walking around. I wobble a bit, and Newt tries to stifle a laugh. I turn around to glare at him, but end up tripping and falling into him. He manages to catch me and keep us both from toppling over, however. "We might need to practice this before you go anywhere." He says amusedly, helping me stand up straight again. I frown lightly at the smugness in his voice, and stick my tongue at him. Newt just grins at me.

After a couple of minutes of practice, I finally get the hang of these devil shoes, and Newt deems me ready to go magical creature hunting. Newt grabs his bag and helps me up the ladder that leads out of the suitcase. I can't believe I'm getting to do this! I'm so excited! My first time in the real world in thirty years! I pause at the top of the suitcase and glance down at Newt, anxiety written across my face. "Don't worry. It'll be fine. I'll be right there with you." He reassures me, smiling gently. I give him a quick smile and look upwards. Right. Here we go.

I step out of the suitcase, and am immediately blinded by bright light. The sun is high in the sky, and heat beats down on the flat golden sand that stretches before me. I hear Newt climb out of the case and come to stand next to me. "Beautiful, isn't it?" He says, his voice betraying his excitement.

It's very different than my usual environment, I'll give him that. It's hot and dry, and the only plant life that I can see is clusters of small shrubs scattered here and there amongst the sand. I look back at him, and find him hand deep in sand feeling around. I walk over and sit down beside him. He looks at me quickly, and flashes a smile. "I'm trying to see if I can find any traces of the creature." I just look at him oddly, clearly showing him I'm amused. He gives a joking annoyed look, and goes back to searching. Is it actually safe for him to be doing that?

After a couple minutes of this, he finally gives up and sighs. "I could have sworn it would be around here." He says, sounding a bit sad. I frown, and bump his shoulder affectionately. He looks over at me, and I make a funny face. He looks startled for a moment, then laughs softly.

"You're right, you're right. But I'm sure she's around here somewhere." He says, a fierce, determined look in his eye. "I've been hearing reports of a wild creature attacking local villages. From the reports it seems that it's a large rampaging rhino with a glowing horn." He tells me, "The muggles think it's a mythical monster come to punish them, but I think it's an erumpent."

I stare at him in confusion. "An erumpent is basically the magical equivalent of a rhinoceros. They are much larger however, and they have glowing horns full of some kind of explosive substance. No one really knows what it is, as erumpents have not been studied very thoroughly." Newt explains, "I do know that they are very social creatures and tend to travel in herds. This one seems to be alone, which may be the cause of its distress. Erumpents are endangered, mostly due to loss of habitat, although wizards hunting them for sport has also been a huge issue." He says, his jaw clenched angrily.

I sigh and rest my hand over his. I grab my pen and slide Newt's sleeve up so I can write on his arm. You are doing everything you can. I'm proud of you. He smiles, and kisses my head, then leans away, blushing. "So sorry! I don't know what came over me!" I just smile softly, and shake my head at his silliness. We continue to look around for a couple minutes, sitting in relaxed silence, when suddenly we hear horrible crashing noises.

We look at each other for a second before Newt jumps up and grabs my hand; we take off running towards the sound. We quickly come upon the creature Newt described to me earlier. A hulking gray beast with a glowing orange horn is stampeding around in a frenzied rage. Newt looks at me, and whispers "Stay back, and let me handle this." I follow his orders, watching from the sidelines as Newt pulls a small bottle from his coat and dabbing something on his wrists. What on earth is he doing? Meanwhile the erumpent is wildly stamping its feet and battering a nearby tree. Every one of my instincts screams at me to run away, but I stay put, observing with a mixture horror and amazement. Newt casually strolls up to the mad creature, holding up his hands in a gesture of peace.

"Hello, my darling. I'm not here to hurt. I just want to help." He announces, effectively capturing the beasts' attention. The erumpent whirls around to face Newt, its eyes wide. I'm frozen in fear, waiting for the moment when the beast will charge him, and knowing there is nothing I can do when it does. Newt, however, remains utterly calm, setting his briefcase in front of him, moving slowly so as not to startle the erumpent. How exactly does he expect to get the beast in there?

The erumpent watches Newt's every move with a terrifying intensity, but he seems ridiculously unconcerned with this fact. Instead, he raises his arms and starts twirling in a circle, his coat flaring out behind him. He's completely lost his mind, there is not doubt. He's going to die, and I am surprisingly not okay with that idea. Newt continues to do a weird sort of dance, stomping his feet and making loud snuffling noises.

The erumpent just stands there, not attacking him, just watching his movements, and suddenly I realize what he's doing. He performing a mating dance. A startled laugh escapes me, dry and wheezing from decades of disuse, but it's a real laugh. Newt glances at me for a split second, a wide smile spread across his face. He heard me. The erumpent notices me for the first time and goes into a defensive position. I glance at Newt, who seems a little panicked, but he quickly manages to divert the beast's attention back to him.

I can't believe it! I actually made a noise! My voice is coming back! Despite the severity of our situation, a wild elation hums through me, and I have to stop myself from laughing out loud again and dancing in a circle. In this moment, I want nothing more than to run up to Newt and hug him, because without him I would never have gotten back my voice, or my life for that matter.

Newt is oblivious to my thoughts, focused solely on the erumpent. He continues his dance, shuffling his feet and making marks in the sand. He drops to the ground and rolls over before springing back to his feet. I assume the erumpent is pleased with this display because she bellows, collapses onto her side and slowly rolls onto her back. "Yes! That's it girl," Newt exclaims. I look on, debating if I should get closer. I wonder if Newt will let me pet her. Newt quickly opens his suitcase, and moves it so she rolls into the case. I must admit, wizards are pretty cool… or maybe it's just Newt. Once she's safely in the case, he snaps it shut and shouts with joy.

I grin and rush over to him, throwing my arms around him. He stumbles a little, but happily returns the embrace. "Kai! We caught her! And you laughed!" Newt babbles, grinning like a maniac. I tighten my embrace, and smile softly into his coat. This man is amazing. I don't know what I did to deserve him, but I'm never letting him go.

"Thank you." I rasp, wincing slightly at my still-sore throat.

"Be careful, don't overdo it." He warns me, but he's smiling. "And, you're welcome." He adds. I grin up at him, my arms still wrapped tightly around him. Newt chuckles fondly and presses a kiss on the top of my head. "Come on," He says, tugging me back towards the suitcase, "Let's go meet our new friend!"