Newt's POV

As soon as they had Gellert in custody he was on his way out of the building. The words rang in his mind. There was little doubt in his mind that Gellert recognized him. Which means a chase would begin once the man was free. There was no doubt in his mind that he would get free. As a Dark Lord, the man had many possible escape routes and men all over the world. It would simply be a matter of time.

That wasnt something he could focus on though. Newt had to find his creatures and Credence. He took his case gently in his jaws and ran. Behind him, he could hear the footsteps belonging to Tina and Queenie as they went after him.

The dark scent grew stronger as he left the Woolworth building. Aurors made way for him as he passed giving incredulous looks at the large wolf. Newt ignored them focusing solely on the scent.

The scent was far from them but was moving quickly. There was no doubt that it was the obscurus. Newt had to get to him before he hurt anyone. Otherwise, the MACUSA would put him down.

Tracking an obscurus without his sense of smell would be impossible. Even those with magic sensitivity would only be able to tell where the obscurus had been. Not where he currently was.

Following the scent led him to a district that was suffering. A rundown house held the most recent scent. It was only growing strong with every second that passed.

Shifting back to his human form in a back alley he straightened his clothes. Even outside his wolf, he could smell the darkness. Below it was something that made the magizoologist flinch; pain. The child was radiating pure pain.

Tina asked breathlessly as she came up next to him, "What is it Newt? Why are we at the Second Salem's house?"

Newt growled, "The child with the obscurus is in there. I can smell the darkness in this house. There's so much pain with it."

Queenie flinched as she ordered grabbing both of their sleeves, "We have to get inside. That woman is going to hurt him."

"Credence."

The door was unlocked when they pushed their way inside. At the top of the stairs, Newt could see a woman and a young man. The young man was either in his later teens or early twenties.

Pure hatred was in the woman's eyes as she looked at the boy. That must be the one called Credence. Newt could see shadows coming off of him and the scent of darkness was strengthening. It was thought to be impossible for a child to live to 11 much less into early adulthood with an obscurus. This boy could change how the world saw the obscurus. Only if he lived to see the end of the day, however.

Newt ignored all the laws of magic he had been taught from a young age when he saw the woman raise a belt. He apparated between her and the boy a deep growl escaped his chest. She shrunk back in fear and surprise at his sudden appearance.

The red-haired man could feel his fangs elongating until they poked out of his lips. His anger was causing his wolf side to come forward. His normally green eyes bled to amber.

She shouted angrily, "Witch! What do you think you are doing in my house?!"

Newt snarled, "Not quite lady. I came here for what I thought was a child. Turns out what I was looking for was a young man. And you will not raise a hand to him again. Or you will find out why my kind are feared by even those with magic."

She stepped forward a sneer on her face as she chided, "You're bluffing. There is no way a scrawny runt that holds no power of his own."

She raised the belt as if to strike him with it. A red light hit her in the chest flinging the woman into the far wall. Tina stood at the top of the stairs with her wand drawn.

She snapped at Newt, "You have got to think before you act, Mr. Scamander. What would you have done if I had not been here?"

"Made good on my threat. You've seen what I can do. I don't like hurting people but I will protect who I can," he quipped back. Then with a soft look directed at Credence, "Even if I don't know them yet."

The boy hid himself behind Tina who sighed. Even as an auror she could tell this would be a losing battle. The wolf in him would not allow a pup to be harmed. Whether it was his or not.

Newt asked scenting the air and finding it laced with blood, "Are you injured, Credence?"

Carefully Credence nodded. Newt slowly drew his wand and moved closer. He made sure every movement was obvious and gave him every chance to move.

Fear poured off the boy but he didnt move away. Newt cast diagnostic spells that he learned to treat his creatures. While he was taking care of Credence Tina went to oblivate the muggle.

Once Newt found the injuries, Credence's back and ribs he cast healing spells. The boy sighed in relief as the pain left him. As he read through the diagnosis though Newt from. Malnutrition was at dangerous levels. He would need to be started on a nutritional potions.

Newt asked over his shoulder at the auror, "Are we good to go?"

She gave him a sharp nod. Good then all he had to do was pick up Dougal then they could go to Arizona. Leaving Credence with the muggles or wizards was not going to happen.

Newt said gently drawing the boy's attention, "Do you want to come with me Credence? I have space and could use an extra pair of hands. The wizards will not accept you if they know what lives within you."

"Mr. Scamander, what do you mean?" Questioned Tina.

Newt said knowingly, "He's the obscurus. Surprisingly he made it into adulthood. I am a magizoologist if anyone knows how to help him it's me."

"An obscurus?"

Newt replied, "An Obscurus is the manifestation of the repressed energy of a young witch or wizard. Described as a dark and "parasitic" force, an Obscurus is created when the child in question consciously attempts to repress their magical abilities or were forced to do so through physical or psychological abuse. This energy can manifest itself as a separate entity that can erupt in violent, destructive fury. When an Obscurial loses control, the Obscurus force is released, often focused on the cause of the Obscurial's torment, but also causing destruction in its wake."

"So I'm a monster?"

Newt denied, "No. There is no such thing as monsters. Just misunderstood creatures. You are not the only one who is considered a monster amongst wizards."

"I'll do it!"