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Tina.
The name itself wasn't foreign to Theseus, as it was mentioned at least seven times through his little brother's letters while he travelled around the europe for his mission. Sometimes it was addressed as 'Porpentina'. Theseus wondered if he could ever meet this person, since Newt seemed to be very fond of her. Which turns out, he eventually did. But Theseus had to say, their first actual encounter was quite... Memorable.
It was 1927, at the french ministry of magic. Theseus was running through the hallway, chasing after Newt who was on his way to the archive room. The Head Auror managed to get himself in a quite close distance, and he realized there was another figure running beside his brother; a tall, short-haired woman, wearing a navy blue trench coat. But Theseus didn't bother to care. Whoever that is, she's helping Newt to get the obscurial's archive, and they must be stopped.
As they almost reached the entrance, Theseus spotted a trolley full of archives from the corner of his eye. The man immediately raised his wand, hexing those archives to make them fly towards his targets. Hoping it would take them down. But much to his surprise, Newt's mysterious friend was fast enough to block his attack, causing the archives to float. Some of them bounced quite hard and hit the windows.
No one. He meant no one, has ever succeeded blocking his attack without even looking. Not even his mentors during his auror training. It didn't just end there. Newt and the young woman turned around, and before Theseus could regain his senses, the young woman strikes. Only a second later, Theseus found himself being pulled to a chair. A rope magically appeared and tied his hands behind. He was trapped.
Theseus's eyes were widened. Still in shock due to the unexpected attack. He looked at the strange figure in disbelief.
Who the hell is this girl?
On the other hand, his brother, Newt seemed just as surprised as him. The difference is, Newt was smiling ear to ear, "I think that might've been the best moment of my life." he blurted, looking as bright as ever.
Theseus let out a grunt. Blood rushing hot on his cheeks, "Newt, this is getting out of hand!"
Meanwhile, his mysterious friend looked confused, "Newt, you know this guy?"
"Ah, so sorry," Said Newt, still grinning, finally managed to look at the brunette haired girl, "Tina, this is Theseus, my brother. Theseus, meet Tina."
The girl's face went pale hearing his reply, "That's your brother?" she shifted her gaze at Theseus. Disbelieved what she just did. Theseus expected an apology. But instead, the only word that came out of her mouth was, "Woah."
Theseus sighed. No wonder they are friends. "Listen, you have to untie me. You two have no idea what you're dealing with. I need the obscurial's archive to-"
"So you can hunt him down and kill him?" Tina cut him off, "I'm sorry, but i can't let you do that. I'm not going to let Credence die. Not again."
"So sorry, brother. We'll have to argue later," Newt spoke as he pointed his wand, "Oscausi!"
With that, Theseus felt an invisible force was zipping his mouth shut. He groaned angrily, and tried to speak. "mmblrhp!!!" But his words ended up sound like nonsense grumble because he couldn't open his mouth. While Newt grabbed Tina's hand as they ran into the entrance. Leaving Theseus tied up and alone.
Did he... Did he just lose?