SUMMARY: Jacob is a human in our universe who possesses Harry Houdini's golden movie ticket. When he uses it, it sends him into the world of Twilight, where he gets stuck… or something… lol not quite there yet. ;)

No warnings at this time =)

NOTE: The Twilight movie I mention is essentially Twilight without Jacob. The Jacob in my story pretty much comes in and fills the part, so to speak.

DISCLAIMER: Don't own Twilight and aspects of the story are based off of The Last Action Hero, which, also, I do not own.

Chapter One

Jacob's POV

My first visit to a movie theater was the day I moved in with my grandfather when I was six. Most of the details from that day have faded away, but I remember the feelings as clearly as if I'd had them yesterday. My house had been broken into the week before and my parents had been killed. I never even noticed the robbers, but I was the one who found the bodies. They said that I was screaming so loudly that neighbors had called the police. I didn't say anything when they found me and I was silent even up until the social worker dropped me off at my grandfather's a week later.

Grandpa Nick lived in a dingy, little, second-floor apartment in New York City. The way I felt when the woman drove away, leaving me there, almost matched the dullness in the eyes of this old man I had never met before. I wasn't even sure what death was at the time and being thrown into the lap of my long-lost grandfather was terrifying. He always knew I existed, but he and my mother were estranged and she never let him meet me. I've honestly got to say that if I remember one detail from that day, it's that Nick looked as terrified as me. After we had brought my things inside and got settled in, he tried talking to me. He tried talk of sports, music and toys with no luck. It was when he asked me if I liked movies that my eyes lit up. My parents weren't too into TV and the only watching I was allowed was at the babysitter's.

"Do you know who Harry Houdini was Jacob?" He leaned forward and cocked a grey eyebrow.

I shook my head, 'no'.

"Well, Houdini was a famous magician. Some say his magic wasn't real, but do you want to know a big secret Jake?"

His tone was really captivating me and I spoke for the first time, whispering, "Tell me."

"His magic was real Jake. Do you know how I know that for sure?" I was starting to feel more comfortable with him and I shook my head 'no' again.

"He showed me Jake. When I was about your age, Harry Houdini did a magic show, just for me." My eyes went wide. I always loved television about magic and I was eating it up as Nick continued his story. "And it wasn't just pulling a rabbit out of his hat either, I mean he made birds appear out of thin air!" Nick was grinning widely at the memory and his own nostalgia. "Anyway, the point is, Jakey, when Houdini came through town with the Houdini Picture Corporation, out of every little boy at the movie theater, he chose to give me a special movie ticket."

"What's so special about it?"

Nick seemed happy to hear me speaking. "It was magic, Jakey." He continued using my nickname and I didn't mind it at all. He had won me over with his story. "Mr. Houdini told me that if I turned in the golden ticket he gave me instead of the ones you get from the movie theater, than I would be able to go into the movie."

"What movie did you go into?" I asked excitedly.

"Well, Jacob." He leaned back and put his hands on his knees. "I never used it."

Surprised, I asked, "Why not?"

"I was too scared."

"Scared of what?"

"I'm not sure Jakey, I was just scared." He paused and we both stayed quiet for a bit until Nick smiled and said, "Do you want me to show you the movie theater?"

"The one where you met Houdini?" Because of my quietness, Nick seemed surprised by my active listening.

"That's the one." He shot his arm in the air, pointing, and stood up from the armchair he had been sitting in. I had been sitting on a small ottoman a few feet away and he looked down at me. "Well, what are we waiting for!" I started to get excited and stood up to grab my coat. I never fully thanked him for distracting me that day. My mom was his daughter and, even though they hadn't spoken for years, I know that he loved her and must have been grieving. Even though I call him "Nick", he's more of a parent than I could have ever hoped for.

The theater was just a few blocks from Nick's apartment but it was the middle of winter and we had to walk through the snow. When we reached it, I took a moment to stomp the snow off of my boots before I took a look around. It was amazing. Granted, it was old and falling apart, but it was still insanely cool and I felt the magic Nick had talked about the second I looked at the atrium.

"Are all movie theaters like this? I've never been to one."

"You're kidding , kid, you've never once gone to see a movie?"

"Never."

"And to answer your question, no this is not like any other movie theater. This one's special. It's one of the few still around from the 1920's. They even used to play movies here where people didn't talk."

"That sounds boring." I dragged out my "o" and gave him a little smile.

"I agree with you. Talkies all the way." He ruffled my hair and I giggled.

"This is also special because it's our movie theater, Jakey."

I looked at him skeptically, "You mean we own it?"

"That's right, kiddo. This is my job. I run the movie theater. Of course, it doesn't get as much business as the cinemas down the street, but she's mine and now she's ours."

"That is so cool… um, what do I call you?" Considering I hadn't previously met Nick, I wasn't really comfortable calling him "Grandfather" or "Grandpa" and I don't think he expected me to.

"You can call me anything you want Jakey." His voice was kind.

"Wellll, what is your name?"

Crouching down to my height, he put his hand out for me to shake, "Nice to meet you Jacob, my name's Nick."

I giggled again and shook his hand, "Hi Nick!"

A couple of weeks ago, Nick got sick. Honestly, though, I'm not even sure how he's been healthy up until this point. He has a drink every night and he's a chain smoker and somehow he's made it to ninety-five. I've tried to get him to quit a few times, but he's such a free spirit and a kid in heart, he never likes to see the reality of things. We still have the movie theater and it still only gets a few customers a day. We don't rake in the dough but it's awesome. We're a registered cinema so if we order them, we can get movies before their airdate. Although, not much is really out at the moment for a teenaged guy. It sucks too, because all I can think about is Nick and now, more than ever, I need an escape.

Since getting sick, Nick has pretty much left all of the theater's duties to me, including lock-up at night. We moved out of the apartment a few years back and shacked up in a few of the rooms above the lobby of the theater. There's already cooking facilities because of the concessions stand and we've pretty much created a makeshift condo for ourselves. As I put the chains on the front doors tonight, I can hear Nick calling out to me.

"I'll be there in a second!" Tugging on the chains to make sure they're good and tight, I run upstairs to find Nick standing up in his nightgown, going through an old chest. "Nick! What are you doing out of bed? You're only gonna get worse if you keep ignoring the doctor."

He gives me the "talk to the hand" until he finds what he's looking for. "Jakey, this is important to me. Do you remember my story about Harry Houdini?"

"The one about the magic movie ticket? How could I forget?" Nick looks at me long and hard.

"I want you to use it."

"What? The ticket? You still have it?"

Nick pulls out of the chest a shining, bright, gold old fashioned ticket. In succession, he pulls out his old ticket-takers hat and jacket and start to put them on. "Yes, and I want you to use it."

"I don't know if you should be up Nick…" He really is legitimately sick and I don't want this to ruin his chances at recovery.

He looks so happy prancing around in his outfit and tries to convince me, "Come on, let's go see if it works."

Not saying "yes" with him smiling like that would break my heart so I give in, "Alright, let's do it."

"You won't regret it, Jakey my boy! Now, all we need is to put some film on the reel. What new movies do we have in this week?"

"Nothing great. It's a slow month for action. Really, all there is is this vampire one, but based on what the girls at school say about the books, it's gonna be pretty girly."

Nick waves my comment off in dismissal, "There's no such thing as a girly movie. Just men not comfortable enough with their sexuality that they get embarrassed if there's no car chases or explosions. Now, what's the movie called, I'll put it on for ya while you go get some popcorn and I'll meet ya down stairs!"

His comment actually getting me a little excited for this movie, I tell him, "Twilight".

After I get myself a soda and some popcorn, you know, just in case I don't actually get sent off into some alternate universe, I can hear some previews rolling and can see Nick, hobbling down the stairs. When he gets to the bottom, I walk over to him and he hands me the golden ticket.

"Wait here." He says before he walks over to the entrance to Theater 1, where the ticket taker stands. Once there, he yells over to me, "Okay, now you can come!" I can tell that Nick's really excited about this and wants it to be perfect.

When I walk over to him, popcorn, drink, and ticket in hand, I'm smiling. "Here's my ticket sir." He grabs the ticket, and to my surprise, he rips it and puts half into the ticket box. "Oh my gosh, Nick!" I'm shocked but I laugh at him, "I can't believe you just ripped it."

Tilting his head and in an even tone, Nick responds, "Can't go into a theater without ripping the ticket, might not work otherwise…"

Half-way to my seat of choice, I look back and notice that Nick isn't following me to his. "You coming?"

"Naw, I'll let you have the fun. I'll watch from the projection room. Hurry up! The movies starting!"

Sure enough, by the time I sit down, the opening credits are rolling. I immediately forget about the golden ticket and start to eat my popcorn, getting absorbed in the opening scene. It isn't until the part of the movie where it's Bella's first day of school that I notice a kind of rip at the bottom of the screen.

"Hey, Nick! There's something on the screen!" I yell up to my grandfather in the projection room but don't get an answer. I look more closely at the rip on the screen and realize that it's bright, almost shining. Seeing my pocket glow too, I remember the ticket. I scream up again, "Nick!" but still no answer. I now get what Nick meant by being too scared to use the ticket. I'm scared because, deep down, I believe and I have no idea what the hell is gonna happen. Taking one last sip of cola and sucking up my fears, I take my ticket and walk up to the growing tear. It's almost too bright to look at, but I do it anyway. I walk so close that I'm actually touching the screen. I stick the tips of my fingers into the light and, all of the sudden, I feel myself being lifted off of the floor. I can't tell what's happening. There's just bright lights and I'm spinning, oh, holy Hell I'm spinning and I'm dizzy. I start to get this splitting headache as the light blinds me and I hear a loud piercing noise. I start to lose it until everything just stops and I land with a thud. It's nowhere near as bright as it was a moment ago, but I'm still squinting. It doesn't help me very much, though, as I feel a body trip over me. I definitely got a hard kick to the gut but the person seems to have caught his or her self pretty well. I look up at the figure and realize that it's a kid. My age, maybe sixteen or seventeen. He has really messy, bronze hair, is pale as a ghost and, for some reason, really pisses me off.

He looks down at me, surprised, like he should have known I was there, "What the Hell?"

Wow, and a potty mouth. Of what I've seen of the movie so far, this guy hasn't shown up yet. I really hope he's not a main character…

SO, THE END OF CHAPTER ONE… MAYBE?

P.S. I'm an impatient son of a gun so I actually posted this thing before getting a beta for it =). I think I might need one and was wondering if anybody might be interested? You know, to bounce ideas tell me what stupid grammar mistakes I've made… Also, if not ch.2, then I'd definitely want ch.3 in either Edward or Bella's POV… Not that that should make a difference to any of y'all… Shutting up now

BETA NEEDED!