MOVIEVERSE: Barron does not exist. It is Alma's brother Caul who invades Avocet's loop and comes to the home with Jake as his hostage. I quickly altered a few scenes to help explain and catch up to the story rather than jumping into the fray. Afterwards it will start to get more in-depth. I hope it's good.

Jake found Miss Peregrine in the kitchen, tending to the bird that flew into the cave last night. It was injured and she was helping it heal, offering drops of water to its beak.

"Emma said it was an ymbryne." Jake said.

The headmistress looked up. "She, Jake. All ymbrynes are female. And Emma was quite right. This is Miss Avocet."

"Her loop's in Blackpool." He said, pulling out the letter his grandfather sent to the home.

Miss Peregrine turned her head up towards him. She looked both shocked and disappointed.

"That was a private letter Jake." She said, putting down the dropper.

Jake hesitated. He didn't want to upset her, but he needed to know. "Miss Peregrine, who's Caul?"

Her reaction wasn't what he was expecting. After her comment of the letter being private, he could tell she wasn't happy with him, so he expected her to yell. Maybe. But she looked away with wide eyes. Suddenly it was as if she was there and at the same time gone, somewhere else.

"Miss Peregrine? Who is he?"

She stood up and snatched the letter from his hand, Miss Avocet still cradled in the crook of her other arm. "Unless it is essential Jake, I do not discuss unpleasant matters. An ymbryne's duty is to protect children."

"I'm not a child. And my grandfather wanted you to tell me everything. If this man killed my grandfather, I need to know. I need to tell the police."

"I assure you Mr. Portman, that this man did not kill your grandfather. And the police can do absolutely nothing."

She walked away before he could get in another word.

"Emma, who was it that killed Victor?"

Emma sighed. "I told you to stop asking questions."

Jake was joining the children for their daily walk. He didn't ask why they did so everyday. He was thinking about what Miss Peregrine wasn't telling him.

"Emma, my grandfather wanted Miss Peregrine to tell me everything. If she won't, why can't you?"

"Because Miss Peregrine forbid us to talk about it. Happy?"

No, he wasn't. Why couldn't anyone understand? He held his grandfather's hand as the man died, leaving him with only questions and riddles. He's been through a lot and he needed answers. Answers he was told Miss Peregrine would give him, yet she refused. It pissed him off. She invited him into her home, the same home his grandfather lived in during his youth, and yet she left him with even more questions than his grandfather had. And now the girl he hoped was his friend refused to help him. Why?

He grabbed her hand, stopping her as the others continued to walk.

"Emma, please." He begged.

She looked at him with those ever big eyes and let out another sigh. "Fine, but you have to promise that you won't let Miss Peregrine know that you know. If she found out that you knew it wouldn't be hard for her to figure out that I told you. So just keep it a secret. Alright?"

Jake nodded.

"What is all this?" He asked.

Emma had brought out a large box from its hiding place and set it on the sunken ship's table.

"This is all the information your grandfather gathered before he retired. He told me to hide it somewhere safe."

"What's in it?"

She opened the box and Jake went over to stand by her, looking through all the photos and papers.

"Who are all these people?"

"Bad people, Jake. Bad peculiars."

He flipped through each photo until he came across a man that looked quite familiar. "Who's this?"

Emma peeked over to the photo. "That's Caul. Miss Peregrine's brother."

Jake's head shot up, staring at her with wide eyes. "Her brother?"

"She actually has two."

"Why didn't she tell me?" Jake didn't blame her. All he wanted was answers to why his grandfather was murdered. He didn't need to know personal family history of the headmistress.

"Everyone has a black sheep in their family, right?"

Jake nodded.

"Caul is the black sheep of Miss Peregrine's family."

"Well I would say I'm the black sheep of my family, but that doesn't make me bad."

"No." She said. "But hunting down peculiars for their eyes and searching for immortality, killing anyone who stands against you, might."

"I saw him that night. Did he kill my grandfather?" He asked, not realizing what she just said.

Emma shook her head. "No. I don't think so. But if I show you the rest, you have to promise not to run away."

Miss Peregrine took another breath from her pipe, blowing clouds of smoke around her. She was quite for the last minute or two as Emma left to get her book. It seemed Jake and Abe had the same qualities. With the exception of seeing the monsters, they were both persistent. Annoying Caul would have called them.

"We call them Hollowgast. Hollows for short."

"Did that monster kill my grandfather?" Jake asked.

"Not that particular monster you saw, no. It would have already been dead in your time. Emma, I will later discuss to you the importance of your daily walk." Miss Peregrine looked over to the young girl who had returned. Knowing she was in trouble, Emma apologetically handing the book her headmistress sent her to retrieve.

"Thank you." Miss Peregrine sat down next to Jake and opened the book.

She went on to explain the history of the peculiars, why the monsters existed, and after some hesitation, how they were created.

"Caul created the monsters?"

Miss Peregrine sighed. "Yes. He was searching for immortality but instead all he found was a hollow version of himself. It only made him more furious and determined."

Olive came rushing into the room. "Miss Peregrine, come quick! Miss Avocet's awake."

Jake and the girls joined the others in the sun room where Miss Avocet was talking about her escape from the Hollow that attacked her loop.

"Oh, Miss Peregrine. They found it. They found my new loop. All my children. They're gone." She cried, leaning into a hug the headmistress wrapped her in.

"I'm so sorry. You're safe now."

"No, none of us are safe." Miss Avocet said, leaning back to look the peregrine falcon woman in the eyes. "He's coming."

There was a silence in the room. A dark lull. Jake could see the children watching their headmistress carefully. Now he understood.

"Miss Peregrine, what do we do?" Emma asked.

Miss Peregrine stood up and walked to the window, quickly calculating every possible solution while Miss Avocet went on to explain the rest of what was happening.

"They set the machine up in my loop. In the cellar of the Blackpool tower."

"He still wants to be immortal." Enoch added.

Seconds ticked away until Miss Peregrine turned to face the others. Though he had not known her that long or even knew her as well as the others, it was clear to Jake that she was scared. The same woman he had seen walk up to a cliff with the pose of seer determination to protect her home and kill an invisible monster with one shot. And that made Jake scared.

And I thought my life sucked growing up. But to have a brother like Caul? What did she go through? He wondered.

"I'm afraid we can't stay children. We will leave on the ferry the first thing in the morning. Pack only the essentials, a few sandwiches and it's off to bed."

Everyone rushed to gathered their most important belongs. The twins had their masks, Claire had her doll, Fiona brought some seeds for food later, and Enoch made sure to pack some hearts.

"I can't forget my calendar. Can you grab it from the parlor Miss Avocet?"

Miss Peregrine closed the last suitcase with the help of twins. Once she knew it was secure she sent them off to help the others. She stood up and quickly thought over everything in the house making sure she didn't forget anything of uppermost importance. At that time the doorbell rang.

Alma knew she should be scared. With the prospect of a wight and a hollow coming to her home, she should be frightened. But Alma was a very precise and organized woman. She didn't like change. No ymbryne did. So she was already calculating the solution needed to defend her home, protect her children, and defeat their enemy. Her mind was too busy moving in every direction to even focus on being afraid.

But then the doorbell rang, and the discussion of her brother she had only moments ago resurfaced in her mind. Miss Avocet had said that he was coming. She didn't need to give a name. The emphasis on the noun was clear enough. A wight and a hollow was coming to her home, along with her brother. The doorbell rang again. The wight was her brother. She didn't need to open the door to see it. The utter dread that found its way into her stomach told her.

A third ring. She carefully made her way to the entrance, nervous the door would be blown to bits if she didn't answer it soon. No doubt their visitor was already upset at her lack of quick response. She opened the door and let out a gasp. Her green eyes found white.

"Hello Alma." Caul grinned. It made her sick. His razor-sharp teeth baring white in the night as he held Jake hostage by a knife just as sharp. "May I come in?"

She glared at her brother. Her eyes becoming narrow like a falcon watching its prey. She was watching. She was watching every single move her brother made as he made his way into her home. Her home. Where she watched and cared over her children for many years. Nurturing and protecting them from the dark cruelties of the world. Cruelties her brother stood for. Cruelties her brother was.

Once he was fully inside and the door was closed, still grinning, he looked up behind her. "Children, come down here."

How dare he! How dare he think he can order her children like one of his hollows.

"I give the orders in this house…Caul."

He looked at her. It was clear he had not expected her to call him by his name. Doing so would claim him as her brother. But he had called her by her name, so perhaps he still saw her as his sister. As family. Did that mean something? She doubted it. All he has ever done was torture her. Why would now be any different when it was in plain view of her children.

"Not today. You should know that Jake has served his purpose." He looked at Jake before turning his sickening plastered grin back towards her. "I finally found you. Now if you want everyone to live, you will do as you're told. Children!"

"Shush!" She held up a finger. "No one tells my children what to do." That included her brother. She turned her back to her brother, looking up at her children. She tried to look as soft and caring as she could, despite the fear in her bones, hoping it would comfort her children in some way. She saw the fear in their wide eyes and was sure some of them were trying to breath calmly. She didn't blame them. She was starting to lose her breath. She had not only turned her back on a wight, but her brother. A man who would stab her in the back, quite literally, if it made him happy. But despite the weight of that knowledge that made her limbs heavy and making it hard to move, she knew it delighted him more to torture her while she was alive. She was safe. For now.

"Children, come down here please."

Her children started to slowly make their way down the stairs. Her brother began to speak but she quickly jerked attention back to him and told him to be quiet. She was surprised he listened. Perhaps he wanted to watch her in her natural environment. It made her sick. She wasn't some bird in a cage to be gawked at, but she had not missed the cage her brother set down on the small table in the corner. She knew exactly what he wanted.

Alma explained to her children what the plan was. She was to take bird form while her brother took her to his rendezvous in Blackpool. They were to hide in the parlor. She told them it was for their safety, and while that was true, she knew her brother would fear an attack if Jake was let go and they were not locked away. He was clever. It ran in the family. Enoch objected the idea but she heard Horace quickly explain, low enough for Caul to not be able to hear what Jake could do. While Alma and her brother could both turn into birds, that was as far as Caul's bird characteristics got. In human form she had falcon-like hearing, sight, and smell where her brother did not. It was how she was able to hear clearly what Horace whispered. How she was able to hear and smell the hollow that arrived daily at four before she could even see its shadow or movement in the grass.

One by one her children entered the parlor. Miss Peregrine walked closer to the door, placing herself between her children and her brother. She looked at each one of them, remembering the days where their lives weren't threatened and everyone was happy. Before she realized it she was saying goodbye and closed the door.

She looked back at her brother, showing no emotion but determination to free Jake. She wouldn't show her brother any fear, pain, or sadness, but the glint of a tear on her cheek betrayed her. He grinned.

"Now let him go." She said.

Caul slowly moved away from Jake, his knife nearly cutting the boy's skin. He stepped over to the cage and opened the door. Now her breath was gone. Birds were meant to be free and she was definitely a free spirit. She wasn't meant to be caged.

She walked up to Jake, holding her hands up in hopes that she could gain some sort of control over her fear.

"Jake, promise me…promise me that you will try and look after them." Her voice cracked.

"I promise."

That was all she needed to hear. She stepped back, willing her transformation, and soon found herself in the most horrifying place she could ever imagine. In a cage, at the mercy of her brother.

For some reason I am fascinated by the relationship of Miss Peregrine and her brother. After hearing what kind of brother Caul was in LOS and then knowing how strong of a woman Miss Peregrine is (especially played by Eva Green), it makes me wondered what all she had been through because of her brother. What has she suffered to become the woman she is today? She is so strong, independent, and near fearless. A person like that doesn't happen without something to fight against. The plot will change in the next chapter. Now we're going to focus on Alma as the main character but we're still going to see the part Jake and the children play. We're going to see what they will do to save their headmistress and we're going to see what Alma goes through during her imprisonment. Also inspired by the very last scene of Miss Peregrine on the red tower of Blackpool, where she is rubbing her arm. My question is what happened? We know in the movie she was injured but we never saw it. And that bothers me. After all, she was able to easily fly away from Barron, even after attacking him. How would she be able to do that if she her arm, her wing, was injured?

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