Various X Reader One shots!

Jacob (Not Everything's What it Seems)

This was requested by the very sweet 

It was very clear to the point and that will make it a bit easier to write this!!

Also just before you read this I would like to know that if I ever end this book, would you like me to make a 2nd?? I really don't mind it! Please comment what you think and Enjoy!

   "Woah..." You say spinning around the psychiatrist's office. Jacob and his family had for you to come to one of his later sessions at night, and to which you happily agreed to it. "So why do you need these?" He sighs. "My mom and dad think I'm going crazy about the stories of my grandfather." You shake your head. "Well, if it makes you feel better, I believe you."

   He half heartedly smiles. "Thanks..." You smile. "Jacob Portman. Mr. Golan would like to see you now." An attendant stepped back from the door to let you both in.

"Hello Doctor." The man turns to us. "Oh hello Jacob! Is this your girlfriend??" He says way too chipper. Jake's eyes nearly pop out of his head. "What? No!" The man chuckles. "I'm his best friend y/n." You add in. The doctor chuckles. "Oh, my apologies Miss Y/n. I'm Dr. Golan."

A week after he goes to Whales...

You breathe in the warm beach air, sitting on the sandy coast. Jacob had went over to Whales in pursue of finding those crazy children.

Florida neighborhoods just weren't the same without him. Everybody stayed inside and nobody bothered to come out, and a half of your population is made up of elderly couples. The only person who would talk to you was Jacobs grandfather Abe, and he was crazy! Well not to you...

   He and your best friend told you the stories of the peculiar children, and how they live on the small island in the UK. You believed every lick of it of course. You grab a handful of sand and let it slide through your fingers before you get up. Your flip flops slid around for a second and you got up. "Y/n!" You look over your shoulder. It was Abe. "Hi Mr. Portman!" You run through the beach and make your way to the sidewalk where he was standing. "There's something important I need to share with you..." You make a face. "What do you mean??"

He sighs. "Hollowgasts...they're here." He said very dreaded. "What do you mean they're here?" You ask very confused, dropping your hands to your sides. "I mean they are in Florida. They're near, and they won't hesitate to hunt me down." You bite your lip then sigh. "Stay with my parents and I. We have an extra shot gun laying around, so you won't have to go digging for it." He chuckles. "Thank you, but I have plenty of guns in my house." 

"Legally?"

"Yes. Government allows me to."

You nod. "I know. I don't want you to be around me if hollows are near, and if they are like I said then Wights will soon to be following."

Your eyes widen even further. "Wights?! Shit." He coughs. "Pardon young lady?" You awkwardly choke out a giggle. "S-sorry... So should we prepare for the hollows?" He nods and begins to move to his house to grab the guns he had hiding before to late. You had ran over to your house, the door handle clicks as it opens. "Hey mom, Hey da-" Silence. You look around the house. A trail of blood ran through the living room to the floor level bedrooms. "No..." You walk slowly toward the scene starting to regret ever leaving the house. You slowly open the large door and a wave of horror rushes through your body. You couldn't take it... you scream. The front door slams open. "Y/n?! What's wrong!" It was Abe. Everything around you started to spin in a circle and mix together like paint on a canvas. You began to hyperventilate, as you stare at the scene even longer. 

Both your parents lay there on the stained, crusted floor. Your mother on the bed, your dad on the ground blood pooled around them. The strangest part of it all was... Their eyes had gone missing. There was nothing there just, blackness. Before you knew it, your body fall to the ground in a heap, hitting your head as well. 

The old man gasped finding you and your deceased parent lying on the floor. "Y/N?!" He shouts the best he could. You didn't wake up, he tries again and again. Failure. He reaches his hand into his pocket and draws his phone out dialing his grandson's number. It rings. 3.....2.....1....."Hello?" 

"Yacob?!!" 

"Grandpa is that you?" He sighs. "Yes, Now please I need you to listen closely. Hollows are in Florida, and you were just here so if hollows are here Wights as well be t-" He stops as something cold and quite dull gets dragged across his neck. "Oh, Abe! It's nice to see you again!" His eyes grew wider as he turns around slowly, but gets and face full of steel and falls to the bloody ground. "Ah, quick and easy as usual Portman. Now get the girl." The mysterious man has one of his men grab your limb body and toss it over one of his henchman's shoulders. 

"Were on the move." He leads them outside back onto the dock of the beach where a boat had been floating, waiting for their return. The journey was long and tough but you couldn't wake up. Not even when the group landed at an unknown dock. Even in sleep, you shivered. You had no idea why it was cold but for whatever reason it was. "Welcom to Britain boys! And woman and teenage girl, never mind..."

'gon make a part 2!

After: Owen Grady (Jurassic World)