Obsession {~Gradence~}

Traped {11}

"What did you do to him? I swear to God, when I'll get out of these ropes, I'm going to kill you, even if it's the last thing I do." Credence was taken aback by his behavior. He never acted like this. Maybe now that he found something worth fighting for, he'll be like this more often.

The voice, however, laughed.

"Your foolishness amuses me, honestly."

Credence tried looking around him trying to tell where he is and what is happening. He was locked in a stone cell, ropes tied around his both feet and arms, and rusty iron bars in front of him, that separated him of the mysterious person.

"Now", the voice spoke, "Make yourself comfortable because you'll be staying here a pretty long time."

With a quick movement of the hand, the person freed Credence of the ropes with a little help from magic. Then she was gone. Credence could only guess it was a woman since her voice sounded pretty feminine. Not particularly young, but feminine.

He got up fast and his legs were only half working, they felt pretty numb. Leaning against the nearest wall, Credence was trying to find something, anything that could get him out of there. The walls were wet and the air was somewhat cold but purifying at the same time. He guesses he was somewhere underground.

After exhausting himself for a few solid minutes of panic, he heard someone groan.

"Hello," he called.

The person groaned again with pain. It was a man's groan. Then Credence heard him trying to get up but fell instead with a loud thud.

"Who's there? Are you ok?" He called again.

"Credence.." the man responded.

"Y- yes." the boy responded with a trembling voice. "How do you know my name?"

The man from behind the wall chuckled. It was an intoxicating chuckle. Sexy but dark at the same time.

"I know you...and you know me too." He said. Even from that one sentence, Credence could tell the man was British from his accent.

"I think I would remember a voice if I heard it before." he gulped, "what's your name?"

"Gellert Grindelwald. But I believe you know me by the name of Percival Graves." the man answered while walking closer to the wall that was separating the two.

Credence was shocked at first but then was infuriated. After the things he'd lately been through, right now a joke wasn't appropriate.

"What are you talking about?"

Gellert took a deep breath and then said "Credence...it's me." he finished the sentence with another grunt of pain.

Credence jumped back a few meters and gasped.

"Wha- Mr.Graves?"

"I think it's time I'm completely honest with you..." said the man, now in his original voice.
"I'm Gellert Grindelwald, currently the most feared and hated man in the wizarding community."

"Wait, are you alone there?" asked Credence at once. Gellert chuckled.

"Yes, I am."

"Then what is it that I've heard before? How come you had Percival's voice?"

"Well, that's what I'm trying to confess to you. A few months back, I heard there was an Obscurus in New York and I had to come. But I knew that as soon as I set foot in the city, I would be either captured or killed on the spot. So I impersonated someone I ran into in the middle of the night..." he took a small pause "right where we two met...do you remember that?"