Please, help.

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A/N : Sorry, this chapter might be shit. I wrote it between 1 and 2 AM so please don't mind the grammar etc mistakes. Also, if it's poorly written I'm so sorry, I had no inspiration so I just went with just whatever passed through my head. :/

Omniscient POV

During weeks, Grindelwald had had the control of the whole situation. He abused Credence and Percival both mentally and physically. He was quite happy with his deeds but he couldn't control the obscurus as much as he wanted to. Sure, when he beat Credence, he did change into the most powerful obscurus he had ever seen but he couldn't control it, so what was the point of wasting all this time if he couldn't find a way to control it ?

Grindelwald POV

These last weeks have been great for me, abusing people is kind of funny to me but I need more. I need to take the control of the obscurus that's inside Credence. Maybe I didn't put enough heart in my doings. I'm changing the plan. If I can't control him directly, I can at least control where he's going to destroy. I know that he always stays in New York. He gives a lot of work to the aurors but they succeeded every time to hide it from the muggles. This time it'll be different. I have exactly what will end New York and expose our kind to the muggles.

Credence is getting weaker, I fear the obscurus inside of him will soon be too strong for him to handle. But I gotta do what I gotta do.

This time, I just need Credence at the good place and at the good time.

Credence POV

I didn't know what was happening to me but I felt bad every day, like I was on the verge of the flu but didn't have any symptoms of it. I felt tired all day and even sleeping didn't help. Ma was mad at me every day and called me lazybones. I barely had any force to eat let alone walk and help with the Society.

I wondered if I would ever get out of my bed this morning. Not that I didn't want to, but I couldn't, sitting on it made me dizzy and I felt if I stood up I'd fall.

But then I got a message. The newspaper at my feet moved, at first I was scared but then it moved towards me and flew to me, it landed softly in my hands. I noticed the letters of the big titles changing.

'Meet me at the place you know, 10 AM, I have something important to tell you. -P. Graves'

This message made me happier than it should have. Once he beat me up so badly, Ma made me rest all day. And that's meaning a lot, as she would never allow me rest, even if I was on final stage of cancer, she'd still want me to work. Maybe she was feeling extra nice that day. Anyway, few days after he caught up with me and said he was sorry. I love him so much. I believed he was angry and rejected his frustration on me, like Ma often did. So I understood. I was shy at first but then it got better.

It was 9AM so I had to start getting ready, as I was so weak it took me that much time to get ready.
I wondered about the place, I thought about it and decided it was the dark alley where we always met.

I was a bit late. But I knew he wouldn't mind so I didn't really care. I was really happy because I missed him so much. I'd want to spend my every day at his sides and-

And, no.

My heart stopped.
For that matter, everything stopped. The world stopped turning and the sun stopped shining.
My heart didn't just stopped. It shattered.

"P-Percival ?"

He looked up from the woman he was kissing.

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