There isn't much Theseus Scamander could say he's afraid of these days. War numbed most of his emotions and then the things he's seen after with his job as Head Auror made him question the good of the world truly. He lost his beloved fiancé to the war against Grindelwald, and with her his will to live. He continues to struggle every day with the battle in his own mind and the reason he puts up the fight is so it wouldn't be his brother who finds his body.

Newt was worried for him. Theseus could feel the stare when his back was turned and hear the whispers of Tina trying to ease Newt's mind on the situation. The younger Scamander convinced him to stay with him at his own flat, which he didn't mind as much because his place was full of too many memories of Leta. He just didn't want to intrude on him and Tina, who also lives with Newt and the two finally confessed their feelings for one another. Theseus couldn't help but feel happy for him. Newt's the only reason Theseus continues to fight. He finally has him back, and he doesn't want to lose him all over again.

"Stop!" Theseus bellows, his wand in hand as he stands in between the two men and the exit of the alleyway. Grindelwald followers planning a secret meeting. One had blond hair and the other had brown. An easy stop by this point, even if he's alone. The rest of his team is on their own missions, and Tina had to go home to America to handle a few things at the MACUSA. "Drop your wands!"

They never listen the first time, Theseus thought to himself as one of the men tried to use the Cruciatus Curse on the oldest Scamander. He gets out of the way at the last moment and shouts the stun spell on both men. It hits one and the other uses his wand to reflect it.

"Theseus Scamander. War hero and Head Auror. I didn't think they'd send you just for one meeting." he says, and Theseus scoffs to himself. Many know him. It's not hard. Luckily to his knowledge, no one has put the pieces together on him and Newt being brothers. His brother's a famous writer now after all, and not to mention being hunted by Grindelwald. That combined with Theseus' titles could lead to nothing but trouble for both brothers.

"Well, didn't have anything better to do, so." Theseus replies, indifferently. "Stupefy!"

This time the blond isn't able to dodge it, and the moment he falls, Theseus uses a binding spell on both of them, but doesn't approach them immediately. Instead, he looks around, listening to the noises in the dark alleyway. That was too easy. It's never easy.

"There are more of you, aren't there?"

"No, we just needed to keep you busy for an hour."

"What?"

"Scamander isn't a very popular last name, you know." Theseus feels his heart sink in his chest as he spins around and sees the one man that put up a bit more of a fight has a large smile on his face. He lowers his wand and lifts the man with dark eyes and blond hair up and slams him against the brick wall nearby.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" he demands but doesn't receive an answer. He growls and throws the man to the ground and then grabs both by their arms and gets them to the Ministry to be held.

"Scamander, there you are. We need-." Travers starts as three wizards enter the law enforcement office to take away the two criminals.

"I have to go." Theseus doesn't wait for a reply before he apparates away and runs to Newt's flat. He's alone for the day. When he saw the youngest Scamander this morning, Pickett was sick, and Newt said he would stay home for the day to care for the ill creature. Theseus gets to the front door but finds it already open. "Newt!"

He darts inside, wand ready, but finds the living room empty. The bookshelf is broken, and there's a small pool of blood beside it, as if someone was thrown into it. The house is wrecked compared to when Theseus was last here, and his stomach is in knots as he frantically searches for his younger brother.

"Newt! Newt, please tell me you're here!" he runs downstairs and finds Newt's suitcase closed with a note on top of it addressed to Theseus, and beside it was the sick Pickett. He walks over, picks the creature up and puts it into his own jacket pocket for warmth as he reads the letter.

Theseus Scamander,

By this point, I imagine you know we have your brother, Newt Scamander. Don't worry, he isn't too hurt, we just had to hold him down. He's a fighter like you and was definitely not an easy one to get a hold of. Luckily his love for his creatures made him back down and we promised we wouldn't harm that tree thing.

You're probably wondering who I am and what I have to gain from this. Those men weren't Grindelwald followers, but it was a guarantee for them to catch your attention if they were. No, they're two old friends of mine, almost as old as our friendship. Or, how old it would be if you didn't wrong me.

But, all is forgiven, don't worry. I've taken it upon myself to right this wrong, and the best way to do that is simple revenge. Newt's valuable. He's causing quite the rampage in the magical creatures department, he's already wanted by many, and he's your brother. By the end of the week, he'll be dead.

Better hurry,

Lawrence Walls.

Lawrence Walls. An old friend from war. Theseus hadn't spoken to him ever since they got into that fight two weeks after they returned home. They had been drinking at Theseus' home, while he doesn't remember what was said, Lawrence had made a comment about Newt and said something about the war that threw Theseus over the edge. A fight broke out and he never heard from him again.

There isn't much Theseus could say he's scared of. But something happening to his brother is definitely his worst fear.