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Newt ran down the subway station steps and looked around. He caught sight of Credence who was sitting on the side of the track, shaking. Newt slowed down his pace, starting to lower himself to Credence’s level of sight.
“Credence, might I come closer?”
The boy looked at him, fear in his eyes. He wasn’t sure whether or not to trust this man, as he saw a wand being held in his hand. Newt, following the boy’s gaze, put down his wand and but his hands up to provide some kind of reassurance that he won’t harm the other. Credence still looked at him with awareness.
“Can I come closer, please?”
Credence nodded his head slowly. Newt started to slowly walk towards Credence, like how he did calming a frantic animal. He started to reach out a reassuring hand to lightly touch Credence when someone else ran down. Graves looked around frantically and caught sight of the two. He seethed in rage when he identified Newt. Newt saw the man and ran towards his wand, with every intent to protect Credence from pain. Right as he gripped his wand, a spell flew towards him. Just barely, he deflected the spell.
But the spells kept on coming. Graves sent spell after spell, never seeming to break a sweat. But Newt was starting to struggle. Deflecting the hexes, just barely each time, was starting to tire him out. He chanced a brief look to Credence, seeing the terrified boy starting to shake. Newt made a decision, that may kill him. But he didn’t care.
He summoned every ounce of magic in him that he could and sent a shielding charm to form around Credence. The boy flinched when the ball of light formed around him but calmed down slightly, still afraid for what will happen. He wasn’t sure who he wanted to go win but he felt like he should help the man in the blue coat. But he knew that unless he turned into the obscurus, he stood no chance.
Newt stood on the tracks, completely vulnerable to whatever attack Graves sends to him. He faced his back to the auror, bracing himself for whatever happens. He sent the lighting spells to Newt striking him in the back, electrocuting him as well. Newt started to lean over in pain, not letting himself scream, while feeling his wand slip out of his hand. Apparently Graves was getting tired of doing the same spell repeatedly since he let up his attack to decide another spell. Newt looked at Credence in the slightly faltering shield charm, small tears in his eyes.
“It’s going to be okay Credence. Everything is going to be okay. You’re going to be okay.” He whispered to him, hoping it would comfort the boy.
He turned to look at Graves and pure terror washed over his face. Credence, seeing his expression, looked over his shoulder to see a whip coming out of his wand and the the grin on the man’s face that was worthy of a madman’s.
“You know, Newt? You’re truly an interesting man. I thought Credence was powerful, but, looks like I was wrong. I think that you are the powerful one. Help me, and I will let Credence go free and stop your pain.”
Newt shook as he tried standing up straight, trying to collect some kind of confidence. He took deep breaths in, gaining some strength.
“Even though you may guarantee freedom to Credence, I will not join you.”
He lunged to his wand as Graves started to move the whip towards him. Newt pointed his wand towards Graves.
“Revelio!”
As he finished the spell, the whip struck him. Graves felt his appearance change back into his regular self, back into Grindelwald. Grindelwald roared in anger and started to repeatedly whip Newt. Credence started to cry, but he refused to turn into the obscurus.
“If you won’t join me, I’ll force it out of you!”
Newt collapsed and tears started to fall from his eyes. Credence saw him look up and what he saw startled him. Newt’s eyes looked slightly glazed over, and was looking around frantically, as if he was caught up in a flashback. Newt’s eyes caught Credence’s and he whimpered out to him.
“Th-Theseus. Pl-please. St-stop me.”
Credence was confused and frightened. Who was Theseus and why did Newt ask Credence to stop him, the victim? When he looked at Newt again and jumped when he saw his eyes. Newt’s eyes, they were milky white, like his when he turned into the obscurus. Credence wasn’t sure what to do, since he was still being protected by the shield charm.
Newt turned to Grindelwald, who now stopped. The dark wizard chuckled.
“Now that’s more like it.”
Tina ran down, followed by Queenie and Jacob. They stopped in fear at what has happening in front of them.
“N-Newt?”
He looked towards his friends, tears falling down his face and wand dropping from his hand.
“I’m sorry.”
He turned to face Grindelwald and started to turn into the black mass of dust.