Just Like Magic (UNEDITED)

Chapter One

a/n sorry guys, this is just the beginning so the first chapter kind of sets up the whole story. If you guys want to, skip to the next chapter when I post it. :)

There is no such thing as reality and make-believe because someone's reality is someone else's fairytale and someone's fairytale is someone's reality. When this thin line is crossed and opposite realities collide, merging the people of both worlds, disaster is bound to happen....

          It was a horrifying feeling, the transformation. As soon as the head Fae touched her wand to my spine it felt like my body was being ripped in half. I screamed as my wings were torn away from my being and black dots started to obstruct my vision.

       The arena emptied out quickly, some shielding their eyes and looking away, some with a look of guilt, some with a look of relief; they hadn't been chosen to go to the human world.

      The same arena which was a host to countless festivals, dozens of concerts, and sporting events for the community was now a world of terror- for me at the very least. 

       Aside from the children who were distressed at the gruesome sight of my wings being torn away from me- the people who were flooding out of the archways of building seemed to take no notice of the young fairy who had been taken against her will In front of their very own eyes.

        "Help! Someone! Please", I sobbed, pleading for help,"Stop her!" I tugged at my bonds and beat the remainder of my wings helplessly. When the process was completed,  a few glittering scales left floated to the floor, which I grabbed quickly and held to my chest as the light swallowed me up and transported me through the sands of space and time.

I am Felix Grimm, fairy-in-training. Actually, you know what? I'm probably not even that anymore because the one thing that used to belong to me, the one thing that made me special... Was torn away from me. And the reason for that was the other thing that made me a prime agent for this wretched mission, was my last name.

         I am a descendant of Wilhelm Grimm, one of the well-known Grimm brothers. Before the brothers came along, the universe was a dark and evil place. Things usually residing in worlds of magic kept escaping to the human worlds. Strange freak accidents that made people go insane were weekly occurrences. Impossible phenomenon like huge squids swimming across the sky, children being snatched by supernatural creatures at night, and some of the greatest villains the cosmos ever saw terrorized every single soul in existence; and then a miracle happened in the form of two Fae brothers who stumbled into the human world.

        Two brothers who worked as librarians was what it took to return the universe to its original state of glory. The Grimm Brothers were the ones who gathered all of the stories and trapped them in their own special dimensions, known to humans as fairytales. Over the span of their illustrious lifetimes, they fought legendary monsters, met and worked with the most iconic characters of all time, and compiled all of their, adventures in a book of fairytales.

        The Fae is a supernatural race of life, not fairies exactly, we are similar to them with our wings and powers, but we can also appear in different forms. We're kind of like humans in our appearance but without imperfections. And the world I lived in is just like a city in yours, but without a cloud in the sky- and our skyline was colored with fuchsia skyscrapers, and pastel billboards, and sweet smelling scents in the air; and to this day if I close my eyes tight enough I can still imagine it in all its unstable glory.

          The Fae community was glad that everything was solved and flourished or conditioned their next generation to become "conditioned" to the life of luxury. In other words, most of us became more snobby, despicable, and lazier generation by generation. The Grimms were outsiders though, and since they spend most of their lives in the human world, they never quite fit in with our society when they came back and returned to the human world after placing one of their children: my great, great, great, great, great, grandmother there to branch off into future generations.

Since most of my extended family is either doing drugs in the human world or have criminal records and bad reputation with the Fae government, I was chosen to do the job, since saving the day is in my blood and the people in our government security organizations couldn't bear the thought of doing anything for our race other than going to kindergarten classes and teaching them what spells to use in case of a fire. The royal family never liked the Grimm brothers anyways, and prejudice against Fae who mixed with humans like meh ancestors had been part of the reason I had been chosen to go to the human world.

         So as perfect as our pastel-colored skyline was and how convenient and privileged our lives were- that was what our society truly was. They were the kind of people who wouldn't bat an eye at a young Fae loosing her wings and her freedom if it was for the sake of their own comfort.  They were the people who looked the other way and carried on with their lives. And those children would be pacified with rainbow colored lollipops and forget all about the girl who was put at risk for their own safety.

When reality starts setting in, I realized my body was hurtling headfirst towards land, and it isn't a very pleasant feeling that I felt when I remembered in horror that I had no wings to save me.

I tried to stick out my hands I'm front of me to soften the blow and sent a ripple through the air, and in a flash, I had successfully landed in a handstand. My arms, not prepared for the weight of my body, gave and I toppled forward and landed awkwardly on my behind, my blond hair tangled with my limbs and my chest nearly flattened against my legs.

I stared at the blue sky above me, and the full force of the situation hit me- I was human now, with minimal magic powers, a useless body, with no knowledge of what I was supposed to do in order to complete the tasks set ahead of me. The only knowledge I had of human society and how to act in it were movies and television; an impressive list including but not limited to Friends, Full House, and Star Wars. I had my freedom and my wings torn away from me and I was sent diving headfirst into another world and had no idea what the fuck I should do.

             And yet I was surprisingly serene and calm. I started to laugh, a small giggle at first- with gathered momentum until I was nearly crying with helpless screams of mirth and madness. I rolled around in the grass laughing until the mailman who was passing by gave me an odd look.

             I gathered my wits (or what was left of them) and sat up, gathering in my surroundings, which are just like in the books in the Fae writing. What may seem like an average setting to humans is a wonderland to the Fae. Wonder about what it's like to have wings? Well, we've always wondered about what it's like to have acne. You think magic powers are the coolest? Our children daydream about playing football. Fae has been fascinated with the human race ever since those formidable days of chaos that I only knew about through history books.

              My human body is quite strange, and heavy to say the least. My short, pale legs are replaced with long, tan ones tipped with strange pink sneakers. I still have my magic and my blonde hair which made me look upon the mission ahead of me with a newfound optimism, trying to ignore the recent events of my life thus far, as well as growing grief deep inside my heart for the loss of my wings and my lonely mother, who I had left back home.

               Or what used to be home anyways.