Milton Grimm stood alone in his office thinking about the simpler days, when fairy tales were first coming around. He'd written each and every one of them down inside a think book. As a kid he'd only believed that tales he had heard, he never truly believed they were real. That was until the day, the fairest of the all was crowned queen. That day, the small town of Ever After was demeaned a kingdom. Grimm stood on the outside of the gates watching as a women stood tall and fair, her name Snow white.
After the coronation he went home, he never got to meet her though, he took out his hidden book and each and every word was true and mostly precise. Every day he write the stories he heard till every page was filled. There wasn't a single page left to write in the book, it was the day of his eighteenth birthday when something tragic happened. His mother had died leaving only him and his brother. Milton rushed into the forest at the news he received, his mother was dead. Giles, his brother rushed after him after all they only had each other now. Milton had his book with him, he prayed for anything to bring his mother back, nothing happened though. The rain started to pour hiding his tears. It was cold on his skin, slipping on the now muddy rode he clashed with the cold wet ground, clutching his leather book. His brother eventually caught up with him. Seeing him lying on the ground Giles went up to him and sat down.
"Mil, are you okay?!" he asked worried for his younger brothers safety.
Milton didn't answer, he just closed his eyes and let the rain hit his face. Giles sighed, he lifted his brother up off his back and hugged him. This wasn't the greatest of days for anyone. Milton hugged back as the rain poured on them, lightning struck and he cringed. His older brother tried to comfort him the best he could. The two brothers were left alone with no one to but each other to hold.
A golden glow came from underneath them, the ground started to shake. The wind started to blow harder making their hair tangle. The brothers let go of each other only to find the book was glowing, suddenly the wind so swift and clever swirled, creating the shape of two keys. One key was silver while the other golden. One key was encrusted with a golden 'M' handle while the other a silver 'G'. Two keys, one for each brother. Milton took the golden key first, it glowed brightly in his hand and the book suddenly changed there was a lock placed there, the rips were sealed and it looked brand new. Looking at his brother he slowly placed the key into the lock, turned it forty-five degrees to the right. It opened, the writing was suddenly in gold going across the page. The rain stopped and the wind blew hard, flipping the page. Suddenly a mirror appeared in front of him, it went through a serious of scenes showing him and his brother.
This he believed was his destiny being shown to him like a book. The mirror disappeared and a feather quill appeared, he took it and looked down at the page, there was a spot for his signature. Hesitating he watched the quill dripping with black ink slowly his hand took the feather, the bristles brushed against his skin, they were soft like nothing he'd ever seen before. Giles watched him, he was unsure of what would come next or even what was going on. Milton signed the book. Now it was Giles turn, he took the key and did the same as Milton, as he watched the scenes though he grimaced back a little at what he saw, but his brother was watching and he didn't want his younger brother to be any more disappointed, so he signed the page. Weary of what would come next. From that day forward every fairy tale character, good and bad signed the book, known as 'The Story Book of Legends.'