Hello everybody! This story is slowly coming to its end, I think there will be one or two more chapters. Thank you for sticking with me so far!
Miss Peregrine spread her wings and flew off as fast as she could. The sun had already gone down and the last rays of sunlight illuminated the beautiful landscape beneath her. Alma flapped her wings a couple of times more to increase her speed. She had no time to admire the nature flying by beneath her. She had to concentrate on her aim. She needed to get her children back!
After an hour Alma was already exhausted. Every flap of her wings hurt and she could feel the stitches Enoch had given her tear open. She could feel how her feathers stuck together because of the leaking and quickly drying blood from her wounds. Miss Peregrine whimpered quickly. London was still very far away.
After two and a half hours Miss Peregrine desperately needed to take a break. Carefully she landed of the branch of a high tree. She was so tired. But she mustn't fall asleep! 'Stay awake, Alma!' She told herself and flew off into the night again. It was already shortly before midnight when the bright lights of the city attracted her attention. Finally! Seeing her aim so clearly gave her new strength and within half an hour she landed on the roof of a high building, well hidden beneath a chimney. Exhausted she contemplated what to do. She could hardly move and keep her eyes open. She wanted nothing more than to put her head underneath her wing and nap for a couple of minutes. Well, that was only half true to be honest. More than that she wanted to find her children. Suddenly Alma felt guilty and selfish for wanting to sleep when her children were probably in danger. But she didn't know where to look for her children and being completely exhausted she was no use to them either. That was why in the end Alma decided to grant herself some sleep.
The first sunrays were already illuminating the city of London when Alma opened her eyes once more. The light showed the horrible destructions that the war had caused. Alma flew off into the air and looked around. Where could her children be taken? She considered flying to the authorities but quickly dismissed this thought. When they were trying to sell children they would try their best to stay away from officials as far as they could.
Miss Peregrine started to fly over different parts of the city trying to find out where her children might be. Suddenly she had a thought and for a moment she was so distracted that she almost bumped into a chimney. Maybe she didn't need to know where the men from the island where selling the children but where the buyer would bring the children to. There was a large group of peculiars out there that was only looking for an opportunity like that. If she was lucky her children were confronted with one of those bastards because at least Miss Peregrine then knew where to look. The punishment loop.
Miss Peregrine decided to settle for this idea hoping that Esmeralda and Millard did not have the same thought and were instead searching the city for the lost peculiar children. Thankfully Alma knew all entrances of the loops in London. Currently there were several loops of ymbrynes all over the city but there was only one punishment loop. Alma chose a save and hidden place near the entrance where she could observe everything that was going on without being seen by herself.
Internally Alma prepared for a long wait but only half an hour later she saw a small group approaching the entrance. Even for her falcon eyes they were still too far away to see who was coming closer but the noises made especially by two members of the group gave away that they were her children. Alma breathed relieved. Then she realized that the noises she heard were the twins that where cawing in fear and maybe even pain. Immediately Alma felt beyond angry. No one hurt her children! And it was time to prove it.