Various X Reader One shots!

Jacob (I found you)

       Abe woke up groggily, not remembering what had happened, when he realized you were gone. He had been knocked out by those damned wights and they kidnapped you, probably for bait so Jacob would go to her. Why would they need Jacob though? 

The older man gotten up and groaned feeling the pain still lingering in the back of his head. "Where would they take a young girl?!" He shouted getting very dreadful about your fate with those messed up peculiar's.

YOUR POV

You woke up, well more like lifted your head up to find yourself trapped in the middle of a abandoned circus. "W-where am I?" You ask to no one, or so you thought. "2016, England port!" A chipper man's voice echoed. "Who are you? Why am I here? What are you goin-" 

"Chill out girly, you only just got here." A man steps out of the shadows, it was Dr. Golan. "Dr.? Wha-what?!" He cackles, just before he suddenly changes. His short blonde hair started to grow out and turn a sickly white color, and his skin tone turned into someone much darker. His eyes, contacts. He took them out to reveal white shot corneas. "Who are you?" You ask much clearer then before. "Your best friend in this dump." He cackles once more and you roll your eyes. "I mean literally who are you? Do you have a name or?...." 

"You can call me Mr. Barron." You scrunch your face up. "Your little Jacob will come soon, hoping to free you from me and my friends here." He spans his arms to some people in suits that looked just like him, white eyed. "And-" He flicks his hand to only have it changed into a large butchers knife pressed against your neck. Your heart raced in anticipation on what he was going to do next. "-along with his friends, I'll have your peculiarity sucked out of you too." A bird hollers. You make a confused face. "The hell was that?" You ask. "Make sure she doesn't try anything." 'Mr. Barron' left the room without saying as much as one word, leaving you with these creepy, bulgy eyed weirdos.  

NO ONES POV

            Barron rocked his heels back and forth awaiting the right time those children would be there. "Emma! I think it's back here." He hears Jacob whisper. "Aha perfect." He molds his hand into a knife, once again, and strides towards the two teens. They turn the corner and gasp. "What you'd think it would be that easy??" Emma nodded bluntly. Barron scoffs. "Well have fun trying to get your precious falcon." Emma musters up air and begins to blow at the older man, sending him flying to the wall. He coughs. "Be a little more considerate next time Em! I'm still a old man remember?!" He chuckles. "There won't be a next time!" Jacob hollers to him as he swiftly unlocks the chamber door and looks around at the bird cages. 

"Miss Peregrine!" He rushes over to the cages and looked the falcon in the eyes. "I'm so sorry this had to happen to all of you." He apologized profusely, while scrambling to unlock the large cages. 

Outside, Emma and Barron were still standing, wall to floor, and Emma looked very, very red. "Sometime soon you'll run out of air miss Bloom! And when that time comes your finished!" She gasps and he falls face down to the floor. Emma huffs and puffs, trying to run over to the nearest stairwell. Barron groans. "You're making it harder then it needs to be!" 

Jacob grunts. 

"I'll deal with you later..."

YOUR POV

You tap your foot against the ground, making the wights snap their head towards you. "Calm down, I'm just trying to get comfortable, seeing I'm going to be here a while..." They huff and turn back to their positions guarding you. Out of the blue, You see three heads appear from the bleacher balcony. 

The heads move and peek up so the wights couldn't see them. You secretly smile. It was the kids Jacob had wrote to you about on his trip to Whales. "Don't worry I'll get you out." A small voice was heard from behind you. It was Millard, the invisible boy. "Do you have clothes on?" He shakes his head no. "Nope sorry..." You breathe in and puff out making one of those bloody wights turn. "Sorry..." Your voice echos off the walls.