"Sir" Issac Newton was really a malicious warlord. Almost everything he did was intended for the downfall of the group of people and creatures that he hated with a burning passion. The group I speak of is, of course, the world of magic, wizards, elves, dragons, and the like. These so-called "Mythical beings" are actually real, living, breathing, and in some cases intelligent people and creatures. And they're still around today, though due to the actions of Issac Newton and others, they have been forced into hiding.
There are a number of historical texts, documented encounters, and/or stories from the point of view of these paranormal beings. Some of these texts, many of them published in the format of books, are these: Fablehaven, Lord of the Rings, Artemis fowl, Harry Potter, and The Wizards of Once.
Each of these documents demonstrates a different aspect of the story. For example, Fablehaven shows how many magical creatures have been forced onto reserves, much like the Native Americans were by the U.S. government. Although an ingenious plan devised by Newton himself caused the magical caretakers to believe they were doing this to protect the creatures rather than imprison them. He left the original caretakers (then guards) alone and, this independence eventually led to them forgetting the original purpose of their job.
The reason Newton so hated magic is simple: You see, there's this game that the witches in Lincolnshire like to play. The game goes like this, you chain a harpy to an oak tree (Preferably an ancient one) with a 300 meter long chain. Then the witches will fly up and play the game. Yes, they just flew up on their own. This is because of one major reason: The laws of physics hadn’t been invented back then, so thing were different then now. Once everyone is airborne and the game starts, it's a free-for-all though alliances are allowed to be made during game play. The goal of the game is simple, using the oak tree as the center point of the playing field, the witches will try to hit the harpy with a javelin from at least 100 meters away, (Again, no physics back then so it was like being on the moon) and use spells to bring down their opponents.
Unfortunately for Issac, a local team chose his manor's garden to play the game and the Ministry of Magic (then part of the U.K. government) forgot to inform him that it was happening. Also one of the witches mistakenly thought they were playing with cockatrices and so brought her fire breathing variant. Pretty soon, Newton's garden was overrun by spectating elves, fairies, and even a couple of giants, all while a bunch of people flew about over head chucking sharp sticks at a moving target and zapping each other out of the sky (I didn't say it was a particularly safe sport).
Eventually, the tournament abruptly ended when a missed spell hit the oak tree, bringing it to life and flinging an outraged Newton halfway across the playing field. It just so happens that as this occurred, one of the witches finally stuck the harpy with a javelin. It also just so happened that Newton was passing under when it fell. In short, Newton became tangled up with the dead creature and was dragged along for several miles by the living oak tree which had escaped his garden before getting rescued by the LEP (Lower Elements Police).