Twenty Eight • Run

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Song: Run by Awolnation

A loud rumble sounded throughout the magical case. Many of the creatures cried out, as the ground shook. The vials around the cabin clattered and clinked together, some shook enough to fall to the ground in an ear splitting crash. The broken glass and potions along with herbs and other such things littered the floor.

"Something is outside the case." Newt stated.

"Well do something!" Tina piped up.

Reaching into his pocket Lake looked around in suspicion. He knew what was going on. The only group that would be this persistent was the Scholar's Heart cultists. The ones who wanted the three magical artifacts to wage a war.

"I'll see what's going on." Lake said as he pulled a silver blade-less hilt from his pocket.

"Lake make sure Poppy is alright." You shouted after him.

"Either way I need to go find Poppy. She has the amulet, she's in danger." Lake said as he walked to towards the hatch.

"What amulet? What's with the sword?" Tina asked as she walked out in front of Lake.

"Tina." You heard Newt plead.

"The sword dosn't have a blade, Newt! He's going to get himself killed!" Tina protested.

Holding the hilt out in front of himself Lake closed his eyes. As he did so a shining blue and silver blade emitted from the hilt. At the end of the embellished handpiece was a blood red jewel, the very same as the one at the end of your wand.

"My family has protected theirs since Salazar himself." Lake told her sternly.

With a blank look between you and Lake, Tina's jaw just dropped.

"You're a pureblood?" She asked.

"That's not important now. There are people here who want us dead." Lake said as he climbed the ladder expertly with the sword in hand.

"Lake don't go!" Tina yelled as the hatch opened and Lake flung himself through.

"He'll be fine. He knows what he's doing." You told her.

"That sword was made by the same by who made Godrick Gryffindor's sword." You told her, he knew what it could do.

"That's impossible! That was over hundreds of years ago! Who is he? Who is Lake? Who are you?" She asked as she looked to Newt.

"That doesn't matter right now Tina. You need to run. You need get away, get out I this whole mess." Newt said, as he took hold of your hand and stood beside you.

"Newt, I'm not leaving you with her." Tina whinned.

"I'm not going to take no as an answer. You can get help, you can get away and be fine. I don't want you getting hurt." Newt said in a reasoning voice.

"Newt I-"  Tina began.

"Leave!" You hissed at her. There was no way that she was getting involved with this. She was a successful business woman, she deserved a normal life.

"Please just go, Tina. We will see you again once this is all over." Newt said with pain in his voice.

"Fine. I'll go. Be careful." Tina said with a nod.

Drawing her wand out of her jacket, a large crack of thunder boomed outside.

"There going to break in! I need to go help, Lake." You said as you left Newt's side.

"Whatever you do, don't die." You heard Tina say as she approached Newt.

"No promises." You replied as you climbed up the ladder.

"Newt what were you thinking! You don't even know this girl!" Tina scolded.

"I've known her, and liked her for a long time. I know her better than I know you, Tina." Newt replied.

With a distressed look, Tina shook her head.

"I'm sorry I asked." Tina said as she used her wand and apparated out of the case. She was back at the ministry office. Rushing over Tina rooted through the  papers on your desk.  After some time she came across a particular piece of evidence. A translation of the note Marty had given you.

"I knew this was something insane!" Tina said to herself as she ran out of the office. She was going to find out more about this particular witch, the one who brought beasts in her wake.

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