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A Fantastic Beasts and where to find them Omegaverse Albus/Newt. 😌 just a warning. Don't read if you don't like, ☺. Byes. 

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  The pain wasn't new to Newt Scamander. As a magizoologist, he'd had his fair share of bites and hits from creatures ten times his size and that never stopped him. But battling with powerful wizards dealt a different kind of pain. Magic, once used for terrible deeds, turned it sour and stinging, far more painful than being restrained or blasted by an Auror. He wasn't sure how long he laid there, maybe minutes but it felt like hours. He could hear shouts and then, through blurry sight, could see someone above him. He was sure someone had been calling to him, however, it was impossible to tell over the ringing of his ears and the sharp sting to his shoulder.

Grindelwald had put up a fight, so had his followers, believing in what he had preached and risked their lives for a future that couldn't ever be possible. Humanity may not accept them and it was true, they would fear them, but that didn't give him the right to try and control them, force them into submission and kill those that rebelled. Humans, no matter their ignorance, were still very much deserving of life. Grindelwald thought he could take their freedom from them, using Queenie and Credence for his whims. They made up their own little army, containing of Dumbledore, Jacob, who insisted on coming because he wanted to save Queenie, Theseus, Tina and him. President Seraphina agreed, along with the council to lay back while they tried to stop Grindelwald first.

  Credence, after suffering at the hands of the worst of humanity, deserved justice, but not like this. From the moment Newt saw him huddled in that corner on that train track, he'd seen himself in that Omega child. Highly misunderstood and ridiculed for his difference. That same difference that made him stronger. A fear of and hatred like no other towards himself. He needed to be guided, to be loved and appreciated, given the chance to blossom. Instead, he'd been misused and beaten for something he couldn't control. No-Mags. He'd never understand them. One moment there were those that gave you hope, then there were others that disgusted him.

The Magizoologist wasn't having it. He'd tried to speak to Credence, telling him that this didn't have to be the way and that he'd be able to find a real family elsewhere. The boy had cried and snapped at Newt, power radiating from him. He said his name was no longer Credence, but Aurelius Dumbledore. And that he'd been accepted with them. Newt refused to believe such, Grindelwald saw the naive boy like a weapon, no more and Credence was so desperate for acceptance that he'd take it from anyone. He didn't get the chance to wonder how it was possible for Credence to be a Dumbledore as, Grindelwald dissipated, zapping at him. Newt managed to block it.

Professor Dumbledore appears beside him, protecting him from the next blast of power. Blue eyes had been dark with pain. Regret from their broken bond and their differences that led them so astray. The Alpha fought bravely, facing his past brother without resilience. Grindelwald seemed surprised and Credence was about to help when Newt shouted to him, gaining his attention. He told the boy what he needed to hear, that he didn't deserve the pain he'd been dealt and that Grindelwald would only use him for his power. He told the boy that he was gifted and misunderstood. That they were quite similar. Grindelwald growled and hissed their way, trying to get Credence to fight back. Newt getting closer to the younger Omega as Albus continued to lay waste, battling Grindelwald fiercely and skillfully.

  Credence looked like he was falling apart, shaking from head to toe and Newt came closer, almost within arms reach when there were a flash and Albus was thrown to the nearest wall. Then, Grindelwald growled, snarling at the boy about how he was a fool to listen to them and aimed at Credence to attack. The Magizoologist threw himself in front of the boy just in time, not even thinking about the consequences. There's a shout and then black smoke takes air, rippling through Grindelwald. Newt lays there, the pain paralyzing him. He knows he should get up, should find a way to his creatures or to his friends but he couldn't find the strength.