"WELCOME TO NEW YORK"

NEW YORK, 1926

A young woman stepped out the ship she boarded from London. She was an Auror. 

Kenna Page looked around with a small smile at the new city. She had been appointed by one of her superiors to help out MACUSA in their current investigation involving exposure to Muggles. 

Well, that was the official reason given to the reports. Some sort of detention as that wasn't exactly her field but she didn't see it as one. She had been excited when she was told she was gonna travel to America, though she didn't show it or she wouldn't be send over there.

The investigation was supposed to be simple. Obliviate, repare and then return home. But then she received an owl while leaving the ship. There was a magical, unknown entity causing havoc and destroying buildings and roads on the muggle community. The request of assistance for that matter made her wary but if it got her out in the field instead of an office, she'd take it. 

Kenna shoved the latter inside her pocket as she nervously walked around the passengers leaving the ship as well. Her fingers twitched at her sides as she held her breath and closed her eyes in annoyance as muggles bumped her shoulder rather rudely and not giving an apology. 

Unaware of its doing, a street lamp flickered its light softly for a few seconds a few feet away, turning back to normalcy once again as nothing had happened.

Kenna kept walking, thinking if another muggle crashed on her she'd snap. Her case falling from her hands as a tall figure of a man crashed onto her made her sigh in annoyance. Her hand inside her coat pocket gripped her wand tightly, counting to ten mentally.

"Are you alright?" A quiet, awkward accented voice asked making her open her eyes finding the accent soothing.

In front of her was a man wearing a blue coat. He had reddish brown hair and it took her a few seconds to realize he seemed familiar. 

He too, squinted his eyes once he took the sight of the woman in front of him. His eyes widened in recognition but neither of them could remember the name of the other. He felt an extra weight on his hands and frowned looking down seeing he had an extra suitcase. 

The man looked up at the woman and gently raised the suitcase to her "I believe this belongs to you" he said quietly. 

Kenna's eyes lowered down to the suitcase and with slight trembling hands gripped the handler of her case lowering it down to her side. "Thank you" She looked down for a moment, taking a deep breath before looking up "Have a nice day..."

Kenna walked away, leaving the thoughtful man alone behind. 

~8~

Making her way to MACUSA's headquarters, Kenna couldn't help but stop and observe with terrified wide eyes the destruction of some constructions. 

She had left her suitcase on the motel room she was staying right before leaving the station on a hurry and hadn't enjoyed the view until now.

And it wasn't as pretty as she thought it would be.

A destroyed home caught her eye and she slowly made her way to it, a chilling feeling on her gut was telling her there was something off.  

Kenna shoved her hand to her coat pocket and gripped her wand tightly.

"Miss? It's dangerous around this construction" An American voice quipped from behind her. 

Kenna turned around to see a man behind her, exhaling in relief, her grip on her wand relaxing, "I'm sorry" She apologized quietly. "Just passing through" 

The man furrowed his eyebrows in realization hearing her accent "Miss Page?" Kenna looked up in recognition. There were only few people who would know who she was. "I'm Percival Graves. I was informed by the Ministry of London you'll be arriving today" 

Kenna nodded slowly "Oh, yes. MACUSA is in need of more aurors I was told?" She asked glancing up at the destroyed building behind her "I can tell why..." she murmured quietly.

Graves looked down at the witch as soon as she fell quiet. There was something odd about her and that intrigued him. "Shall we?" He gestured forward. 

Kenna looked at Graves slight startled for being snapped from her thoughts and nodded curtly, walking forward.

They both entered through the destroyed door and Kenna glanced around narrowing her eyes at the obvious muggle.

"It's everywhere this thing!" The muggle man exclaimed in awe and horror "It's out of control!"

"Got anything?" Graves asked a fellow auror.

"Dark wind" The auror rolled his eyes, "Blah blah"

Kenna clicked her tongue, shaking her head as she walked forward, some of her magic stirring up inside her at the sight when there was the sound of cracking.

Cracks appeared on what was left of the wall and she backed away ignoring the pleasant feeling she was getting of the display of magic. Kenna gasped seeing the infamous magical entity destroying the street and hurting muggles vehicles.

Graves felt satisfaction seeing the entity causing havoc and glanced down from where it came from, his eyes catching the newcomer witch looking as if in a daze.

He smirked however in realization seeing the witch's blue orbs flashing an odd glimmer for a brief second.

Kenna shook her head frowning, quickly walking out of the destroyed property seeing the trace of the havoc magic just created.

"That's why muggles fear magic..." Kenna murmured to herself seeing the scattered people running around scared.