The Fox's Bird.

Prolouge

Violet's POV.

     My family is not normal to say the least. They are proud and arrogant because they somehow have found a way to guarantee that the majority of each generation is made of peculiars. Then we come to me, Violet Dahlia Campana, the only non-peculiar in the family for a few generations, the ink stain on an otherwise perfect cloth. In our family everyone has discovered their peculiarity before or by their sixteenth birthday except me. My sixteenth birthday is in eight days and I have no peculiarity.

     Since I have no peculiarity my parents, with incredible intelligence and an immunity to basically every disease known to man as their respective peculiarities, treat me as if I'm invisible. My brother, Henry, however doesn't and with his peculiarity of illusion weaving he tortures me daily.

       There are only so many places I can escape to here, we live on Cairnholm after moving here when I was five just so my brother could become Miss. Alma Peregrine's student yet live at home at the same time. Since I'm not peculiar I can't escape through the loop to Miss. Peregrine's not that it would stop him since he can follow me through.

     Run faster, faster Violet. Screams can be heard through the bog, high pitched ear splitting, then I realize its my own spiders are crawling out of my ears and into my shirt biting me everywhere.

       Soon birds start swooping down on my vicious and relentless, the catch at my skin, my clothes, and the spiders with sharp talons. Slowly both fade away, and I think that its going to completely stop but then I get that feeling. The nauseous, knee buckling feeling that a hollowgast is coming. I whip my head side to side and look behind me but of course I can't see it, no one can.

     I keep running and repeating the same thing in my head over and over, faster run faster. I trip over my own two feet, and my eyesight is blurry with tears. Looking up I can make out the cairn just a few feet away so I scramble on my hands and knees to get to the crumbling stone structure.

     I can feel the hollow getting closer and the nausea gets to the point where I can barely continue crawling but I manage to keep going. Deeper and deeper I go into the cairn and slowly the feeling goes away but I don't stop until I see sunlight again then I sit with my face against my knees and my knees pulled up to my chest and start crying.

     "Oh dear. Hello there my child." I hear a woman's kind voice say. Slowly I look up to see a woman with black hair, neatly pinned back.

      "H-hello Ma'am." I say softly, and cast a quick look into the dark cairn before looking back up at her.

     "Hello, I am Miss. Alma LeFay Peregrine. What is your name my dear child?" Miss Peregrine says kindly and helps me stand.

     "V-violet. My name is Violet Dahlia Campana." I say shocked that I'm standing before the Miss Peregrine.

     "Its very nice to meet you Miss Campana. You must be Mr. Henry Campana's younger sister."

     I nod. "Yes ma'am. I'm sorry but how am I here? I can't be in your loop Miss Peregrine, I'm not peculiar. I'm normal." This causes Miss Peregrine to stop and think for a second.

     The ymbryne smiles. "Then you must be peculiar and your peculiarity hasn't manifested yet. Come with me Miss. Campana, I have another visitor that can sense your peculiarity. She has yet to be wrong." She starts walking away and I take one last look behind me before following her.

     When we get to the house I can't help but smile and stare in awe, the house is nothing short of magnificent. The yard is huge, an acre or two at the least, with a large pond and beautiful trees, some topiarys shaped like animals and I catch a glimpse of one shaped like Adam. The most amazing thing though is all the children running around.

      As we walk to the house I watch, one little girl wearing heavy looking shoes is playing with another little girl that has thick golden curls, a boy with bees flocking around him runs around kicking a soccer ball with an older boy who seems to be trying to kick the ball softly and a wild haired looking girl sits in a vegetable garden and nearby a broad kind looking girl sits on a bench with a boy dressed in a suit.

     After seeing all the kids a smile is glued to my face even as we walk into the dark house, up the dark oak stairs and into what I assume to be Miss. Peregrine's study.

     "Please sit here Miss Campana. I will be back in just a moment." Miss Peregrine states before whisking out of the room leaving me to study my surroundings. I take a seat in one of the comfortable looking red and gold chairs and before I have the chance to look at the room she is back with a set of young twins, a boy and a girl with corn blonde hair and bright grass green eyes.

     "Hello miss. I'm Ivan, and this is my sister Isabel." Ivan greets politely with a light Norwegian accent.

     "Miss. Isabel can sense what peculiarities people have and Mr. Ivan is a telepathic." Miss. Peregrine explains from behind them. "Miss. Isabel was born mute so Mr. Ivan helps tell people what she wants them to know." I nod in understanding and smile at the little girl in front of me earning a smile back.

     "Miss. Peregrine, if I may interupt ma'am. Isabel says that she knows what Miss Violet's peculiarity is." Ivan says to the ymbryne and she nods for him to continue. "Isabel seems to have the distinct impression that Miss. Violet is a late manifesting ymbryne."

Authors note.

     Hey guys! I hope you liked this chapter. A couple things, this story will not be based on the movie but instead on the books only. Reason being is that just by seeing the trailers the makers of the movie already changed something from the book. Before you ask yes I've read the entire trilogy I just finished Library of Souls a couple days ago.

     Also if you've already read the prologue I rewrote it because i thought that it was boring originally so please reread it and let me know what you think. Also Campana is Italian sort of like a nickname meaning bell. Anyways I hope you liked this please comment what you like/dislike, and until I next update. Stay Peculiar.