like fire in dark water

1901, middle of Atlantica.

Thunder was rumbling, rain crashed against the waves as fly on a window.

Leta was terrified, she held very tight against her the baby she just exchanged few minutes ago.

Corvus, her brother, was in the small boat that was in front of her. Pitching dangerously. The girl never left the sight of her brother.

In the small boat next to her, a man shouted, like he was looking for something, or someone.

"Helena", that name was ringing in leta's head, it was her, the woman whose she took the baby to and who was threatening to drown from one second to another.

The ebony haired woman was holding thight baby Corvus in her arm. The man who kept shouting her name also had a baby in her arm, a little girl, Leta noticed. She was holding in her thin finger a small golden necklace. The baby boy in her arm had the same.

Suddenly, under the horrified look of Leta, the small boat in which the woman and her brother was, flipped over and none of Helena or Corvus never appeared again. She almost didn't even heard the man crying and shouting. She looked at the baby in her arms who was sleeping peacfully and whispered him those words:

"It's gonna be okay"

She heard a boat coming closer. Rescue were here, survivors climbed up in the boat despit the storm

After long and boring hours of sailin, the boat came alongside the coast of New-York.

After they get out of the boat, Leta lost sight of the man with the little girl in the crowd, Irma took her arm.

"Hurry up Leta, we're going, come on"

The little girl was forced to follow the half-elf.

Later, they arrived in front of what looked like church. In front of it, a woman with a thin face ans a confident look was making a speech.

"Hear my word, and laugh if you dare! Witches live among us my friends!"

After long hours of a speech that was not intersting for Leta, the crowd scattered. Leta ceught sight of the man who was in the boat, he still had that little girl in his arms.

Leta started to go toward the man, she had to explain him what happened, to give him back his child, but Irma took her sleeves.

"Irma I-"

"Leta come here"

She couldn't do anything.

Irma took the boy from Leta's arms and gave it to the woman.

"Miss Barebone, please, would you take care of this poor child?"

Without even asking his name, Mary-Lou asked:

"Is he a witch's child?"

"Please" begged Irma

"Fine" she said
"Now that he's mine I strictly forbide you to see him ever again. You've got chance I accept him. His name will be... Credence"

"Thank you"

Irma set off, taking with her Leta. The little girl wasn't taking her eyes off "Credence" until Mary-Lou closed the door of her church

Night time

The man was running every street looking for a place to stay. He was still holding the little girl in his arms.

She was awake, the man rocked her gently.

"Shhh, you need to sleep little one, I'll take care of you, don't worry. I promised you father."

He continued his journey when a man called him.

"Hey, you!"

He turned.

"Who did you stole that baby to?"

The stranger was coming closer and closer.

"I did not steal her, my brother asked me to protect her daughter. Now get off!"

"You're a wizard?"

"And so what?"

He tried to run away but partners of the stranger stopped him.

"Give that child to me and we won't harm you. "

"Get off!"

He tried to run away a second time being careful with the child in his arms but it was serously handinccaping him.

"Get him!" Shouted the stranger

One of his partner took the baby while an another stabbed the man in his heart.

"They're here!"

The stranger looked up and a group of men and women with leather coats and hat appeared. They had wands they pointed at them. Next thing they knew, they were laying unconscious on the ground.

The Aurors threw themselves towards the No-maj to obliviate them. One auror kneeled in front of the injured man.

"Mister, do you hear me?"

He was hardly breathing

In a last ultim effort, he gave a letter to the auror. Then he closed his eyes and gave his last breath.

"Goldstein."

The auror turnes back and one of his teammate gave him the baby, stille alive.

Goldstein looked at her a moment, her eyes were full of tears.

He looked at the others.

"Bring his corps to MACUSA I'll take care of her. Inform the president."

"Yes mister"

They all appareated

Goldstein arrived in front of his house's door. When he entered, his was was still awake, waiting for him.

"I was getting worried" she said.

Then her attention droved to what his husband had in his arms.

"What-?"

"Her family has been killed, her uncle was murdered, she's all alone now..."

"Poor sweetie..."

She took the baby in her arms and rocked her gently.

"Does she have a name?"
She asked.

"Yes"

Goldstein took the letter out of his pocket.

"Her name is Esther"