Just thought of this last night as I was trying to fall asleep and will likely be blamed if I fail any of my finals tomorrow...okay fine! I'll go study but in the meantime dont expect numerous updates like last summer. Though if I had it my way I could sit here and churn out numerous Fringe fanfiction at my leisure I would, but this one is one of those "off the top of my head no idea where it's going" type of fics. Please have fun with it and reviews are fun.

Sorry for the bland title. I really suck at titles you know.

Disclaimer: I dont own the Fringe characters and some of the familiar story/characters elements that you will find in this.

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The Beginning

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A VERY long time ago, there were two kingdoms that were alike in almost every way. They had the same people, the same nations and towns, and even the kings themselves were exact replicas of each other…

…but they were not siblings.

And they were both capable of magic beyond anyone's reach. They also had the most powerful armies in the world.

As far as good versus evil, the two kingdoms were virtually equal. They kept their wars to a minimum and had no reason to fight each other.

That's because these two kingdoms live on opposites sides of a giant Magic Mirror, only a few of the most powerful sorcerers and warriors were able to find and gain access to this mysterious gate between worlds.

No mere mortal could just travel between the two kingdoms, or else they would face terrible effects.

Thus everything remained at peace…but not for very long.

There was quiet mourning within the castle of King Walter. Today he had lost his only son to illness that no magic in his world could cure. There would be no one to carry the family line, no one to inherit the throne.

But King Walter had a secret. He had worked for many years alongside his close friend William, a very powerful sorcerer and as a result King Walter became a bit of a sorcerer himself.

He and William created the Magic Mirror that allowed them access to the other world.

Ever since the tragic loss of his son, King Walter fell into despair and was constantly abandoning the responsibilities of his own kingdom to spend all of his time infront of the Magic Mirror.

There in the kingdom on the other side, was Prince Peter…at least the child who resembled his own. But he was over there and alive all the same.

King Walter was slowly descending into madness spending all of his time infront of the Magic Mirror. The loss was too much to bear that he began to cry when he found that Prince Peter from the other world was ill and dying.

But the circumstances were different this around. The Other World did not have the magic this time that could save their Prince Peter.

But King Walter did. In a rebellious and reckless act, King Walter took the risk and used his magical powers to travel to the Other World and in the middle of the night, he snuck into the Other World castle of King Walternate and took Prince Peter from his bed...to be brought to another world.

Prince Peter slept as King Walter used his magic to cure him and had succeeded. But there was still the matter of returning him.

On that night a mysterious prophet who had no hair, appeared before King Walter and warned him to not return Prince Peter to the Other World, because a great evil was forming there. It didn't matter to King Walter as he and Queen Elizabeth became so attached to the little prince who was not theirs, they couldn't possibly consider giving him back.

But just as the mysterious prophet warned, the great evil began to form and soon the wars began. Magic like no other began to break through the Magic Mirror and seeped its way into the kingdom destroying countless lives over the years. William and King Walter did their best to use their magic to fight back…but the wars went on with no sign of stopping.

And King Walter was slowly losing his mind, and his people. Many began to rebel against him. He was losing control of everything and soon closed himself off from the world in his own chambers.

And then the final blow would come years later. Queen Elizabeth died.

The world began its descent into darkness. King Walter was no longer fit to rule his own kingdom and William the Sorcerer was often gone on mysterious trips. Control was left to the kingdom's soldiers and sorcerers who were not strong enough to maintain order and stop the endless violence.

There was only one person now who could save this kingdom…Prince Peter. He had to take his place as king of this world in order to save it from the Other World.

But when the time came…a new crisis arose that no one could've possibly expected…

Prince Peter had disappeared. He had run away from the madness his father and the slow destruction of his kingdom.

At least he thought it was his own kingdom. For all of these years, Prince Peter was still in the dark about his true origins. King Walternate meanwhile was preparing for all out war determined to get back his son and make his world the dominant kingdom.

There would be no others.