Hello!

There are just a few things I'd like to say before you read this!

Firstly, thank you for taking the time to read this story. I hope you enjoy it!

Secondly, this is set directly after the movie. It picks up right were they left us off in the movie. This will have my own character in it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Miss Peregrine's, just borrowing it for a bit!

Enjoy~

"Miss Peregrine!" Emma called out as the peregrine falcon landed on the ship. Alma quickly transformed back into her human form before her oldest charge wrapped her arms around her waist and hid her head in her neck. Alma was stunned to say the least. It had been a while since the last time her oldest girl had hugged her. She mimicked the action, paying no mind to her injured arm. She held the girl and blinked back tears of joy. All she could do in this moment the birds above that she was unharmed.

Terrified would be an understatement for how Alma was feeling at this moment. She had no fear for herself, but it was all for her children. She knew well what was waiting for her when she entered the cage and left her children in the hands of Mr Portman. All she could do was pray to the birds above that he kept his promise and looked after her children.

"Why, what's with the long face Miss Peregrine?" Barron's voice taunted. She didn't bother to look at him. She knew he was taunting her. Her heart ached for her children. "I will say one thing. I do admire your bravery. I've raided plenty of loops, as you know. And I must say, you are the first ymbryne that I've meet that has willingly given herself up for her children."

Alma looked at the man, in what he could only imagine was shock. It was hard to tell though, considering she was a bird, and he wasn't exactly a bird expert. So, he continued his story. "I'll never forget the time I raided Miss Cuckoo's loop. She begged me to let her go. Offered me the children if I spared her life." Barron could see that the falcon was still giving him her full attention. "I'm not joking either She told me where they all were hiding and even showed me where!" Barron let out a dark laugh. "I took the children of course, and then when my friends were done with them, we took her."

Alma couldn't believe what he had said. Never in her years of an ymbryne had she ever thought of putting herself before her children. That was her job. She was their protector. That was her purpose. She ruffled her feathers in anger. As much as she hated to admit it, though, she couldn't bring herself to feel sad that her sister had met her fate.

They fell into an uncomfortable silence again. It was only broken when her capturer spoke again. "I do admire your bravery."

"Then let me go!" Alma tried to say. But all that came out were screeches.

"I can't speak bird, but I have a suspicion that you said something along the lines of 'let me go'." The bird nodded. "I can't do that you see. Even if I wanted to. I was given the mission to obtain you. And I won't let my boss down. He wants you, you see. Something about being the 'best, most powerful ymbryne'. He's sure with your power, we'll be immortal this time." And just like that he placed the blanket over her cage, plunging her into darkness.

As if sensing their ymbryne had arrived, all the children ran to her and embraced her. "I'm so glad you're safe." Emma mumbled.

Alma could feel the wetness of tears on her skin. She tightened her hold. While she had never been one to show an excessive amount of affection towards her wards, she couldn't stop herself right now, even if she wanted to.

"I can say the same, my dear. Are any of you injured?" Alma questioned as she pulled back from their hug, blinking the tears of joy away. From what she could see of them, the children seemed to be unharmed.

"We're fine. Are you okay?" Enoch asked. He had noticed when she landed that she seemed to be favoring her left arm. Not to mention she was left with those Wights. There's no telling what they actually did to her.

"I'm fine, Enoch." The dead-raiser inwardly sighed. Their ymbryne was definitely stubborn, but he knew very well that she wouldn't show any form of weakness when it came to them. It was just who she was. It was one of the many things he admired about her.

"Where are we going to go Miss P?" Hugh asked. All the other children turned to the matriarch.

"The only place we can go right now, children." Alma said. "It appears that we'll have to give Lady Eleonora a visit." All of the children's faces light up with excitement and cheers were heard. All except one. Jake leaned over to Olive.

"Who's that?" Jake questioned. He couldn't recall his grandfather ever telling him about an Eleonora.

Olive gave him a confused look. "Abe never told you about her?" Jake shook his head. "Oh, well she's one of Miss Peregrine's friends. She visits us a couple times a year. She's wonderful Jake! You'll love her!"

"Is she a ymbrybe like Miss Peregrine?"

"No Jake." Alma said. "She's an old friend. Her peculiarity is very… rare. I can't say I'm surprised that Abe never spoke if her. Eleonora prefers to keep in the shadows. And we respect that." And it's not like we have anywhere else to go. And she's the only one that I can trust right now. Especially after everything Barron told me. Alma thought to herself. She straightened her shoulders and walked into the bridge and into their new adventure.

Sorry it's so short! The next chapter will definitely be longer!