Fantastic Beasts: Fate of the Magic

The bravery of the beasts

Wicket the bowtrrckle took only seconds to open the muggle's locks. The trio of the bowtruckle, the three eyed-purple cat, and Newt (as a Devinart ;) ) were very careful as they crept through the smuggler's compound. As they rounded a corner, they saw a burly looking guard with an assualt rifle, but he hadn't notice him. 

The quizling (three eyed cat) floats up to eye level behind the guard. The guard spins around, and the third eye of the quizling opens wide, hypnotizing the man into doing whaterever they said. The man handed the Newt the keys to all the cages.

Newt nodded, and put the keys in a pouch that exists behind his tongue. The three creep towards the sounds of voices. It was the smugglers, and that villian, Ajax Mcwick! He was facing away from them.

"You know why we are here, in Buenos Airs." He drawled, his bushy cravat seemingly unfazed by the jungle humidity. "Too long, have the wizrds had power over us. You now what they call us? No-majs? Muggles? THey llokd owned on us because we weren't born with the gifts they have. What do they do with these gifts? Share them with the world?"

Ajax whirled around shaking his arms. "They horde all the magic for themselves. The have departments in their government dedicated from preventing anyone else from having this power...." Ajax did a funny little dance as all the smugglers grunted.

"And what do they do with this power! I've sseen inside their ministries, inside their governments and schemes! They use this magic to enslave and control other sentient creatures! House-elves, fairies, centraus, mer-folk. Next on the block? 'Miggles.' There are already demons in the wizrds rank, baying for our blood! They would hunt us for sport!"

As he reaches his climax, Ajax starts yelling and pointing in the air. "AND NOW WE STRIKE FIRST! WE SEEK THE QUETZALBOROUS! WE WILL HAVE ALL THE MAGIC TO FIGHT THE COMING WAR! WE ARE GOING TO BRAZIL!"

One of the goons raised his hand. "Are we going to Brazil, the country, or specfically Brazil, the capital of Brazil?"

"I meant Brazil the country." Ajax explains patiently. "But that's an important distinction to make. I wouldn't want to confuse anyone. We're going to the south of Brazil, the country."

"Everyone nods."

"AND THEN THE FATE OF THE MAGIC WILL BE OURS!" Ajax threw his head back to laugh, but threw it so far back he saw Newt and the others watching them.

"WHAT! AFTER THEM!"

Newt and the other two ran through the dilapedated maze of the smugglers compound, but soon get cornered near a big cage with green rhinoscorus with big, droopy ears and eyes like a fly. 

"We gotcha!" One of the goons shouted, raising his gun.

Newt felt something growing inside his Devinart body- like he knew what to do! He couldn't be sure, but he stapped forward a whirled his tail in an arc.

All of the sudenn,  a great amber shield erupted in front of them, seperating the goon from the Newt, the Quizling, and Wicket. It was amazing! Newt had just summoned a great wall of magic to protect them from harm. Newt looks up in awe. What a fantastic beast!

But the awe doesn't last long. The goon starts firing his assault rifle into the shield, weakening it. "You can't keep this up forever! He yells"

Newt has to think fast. Wicket is scared. He quickly unhooks the keys from behind his tongue and goes to the cage with the green rhino in it. "Will you help us?" He asks the rhino.

The rhino blinks serenly. and starts to get up. 

The goon can't see anything beyond the damn shield the Devinart put up. "Almost thrugh!" He grunted. Then there was an omnious rumbling and the shield splattered apart from the inside as a small brown bipedal cat creature, a three eyed purple cat, and a bowtruckle riding a green rhinoscours broke through, scattering both cages and guards in its wak.e

"Fire! FIRE!" Ajax howled. But the guards couldn't hit the rampaging rhino or its riders. Newt put up shields behind his steed and stopped the guards bullets, and the quizling hit people with mind magic.

Pretty soon, Nwet had guided to Rhino to the exit. It bursted out the front doors with a bang, and it ran off into the South American Jungle.

---

Grindlewald waited patiently beside the pool. He knew it was coming. A figure rose from the pool like missed. 

"News?"

Yes, my lord, The informant said. "The Quetzalborous is in the south of Brazil."

"Hmmm. Brazil the country or Brazil the ci-"

"Brazil the country, my lord."

"Well," Grindlewald said, getting up. "I think it's time I paid a visit to Suth America. Heh heh ehh."