I do not own Tales of Legendia. I really wish I did but I killed my magic genie before he could grant me my three wishes. I asked him for more wishes first and he told me no he couldn't do that so I shoved the magic lamp up his- Anyway enough talk about killing magical spirits that can found in old folk's medicine cabinets, time to talk about my story for Tales of Legendia. It's going to focus mostly on Jay's back story. Or what I made up of Jay's back story. I enjoyed his character quest the best and after I finished it I got the idea for this story. And I apologize before hand to sadly say, I will not make gay Jay. I mean Jay gay. Gay Jay. Jay gay. Hey that's fun to type. Gay jay! Jay gay! Gay Jay! But really, at the end I thought it was sweet how Grune hugged everyone and then when she stopped Jay went over and hugged Moses. I thought that was sweet too but then I was all like: EWWWW. Why do they have to hug all slowly and so close? I mean sure they're like brothers but still it was a bit…wrong. OK enough stupidity, anyway (if you haven't already noticed my favorite word to use is anyway) I got the idea from Jay's bell. Of course, I know you can use Jay's bell in the customization thingy but for this just pretend that it wasn't used. Also this takes place after you defeat the entire game, from the main plot to the character quest. So if you're confused about anything go back to your PS2 and keep playing Tales of Legendia. And don't complain about Schwartz being too hard to beat. Schwartz is the final boss battle so of course she's hard to beat! The grade I got on that battle was like -5.98 or something, mostly because I used items too much and Jay died like 20 times. Damn Jay always dies, freaking ninja loser. But he is better than Chloe, she dies quicker and when she dies I wonder what Senel is thinking when he sees her body... I swear only Moses, Senel, Grune, and Will were the characters that never died in my game. They were like resistant to death or something. ANYWAY, (yeah sorry I'm rambling so much, I like rambling) I know nothing of any tales series before Tales of Legendia so I'm afraid none of the little seed/summon spirit things will be mentioned (because I know NOTHING about them). And if there already is an explanation for Jay's bell someone tell me please. AND if someone in some other fan fic I haven't read yet (I've only read a few)has an explanation for Jay's bell, don't kill me, or at least don't kill me until I write out my will (my gerbils get EVERYTHING) Sorry. ALSO ( I swear this is like the second to last sentence of my rambling) maybe if I finish Jay's story I might move on to others like Moses, Norma, or Will's but that's only if I finish this one (which believe me that is probably not going to happen). SO finally the end of my rambles, so if you want go ahead and exit out of this or continue reading if you think you can survive… my HORRIBLE WRITING SKILLS! (dramatic music plays in the background while wolves howl)

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Jay moved through the silent streets of the Oresoren village. Night had fallen and only a faint glow radiated from the homes of the residential otters. The lights that usually brightened up the cave in the daytime had been turned off, there was no sense in leaving them on at 11:30 at night. Occasionally though one faulty light bulb would flicker on, showering a bright white light onto the path that led to Jay's home.

Jay strained to keep his eyes open. He was so exhausted he didn't even know why he had bothered to come all the way out to the Oresoren village. Norma had offered to buy him a room from the inn (for the great price of 4 gald) and had said she would be happy to take only the small, small price of 50,000 gald as thanks from him for her kindness. Jay had passed on that offer. Will said he could stay at his house, but since Harriet would be the one to make breakfast there Jay had quickly passed on that offer. Moses told Jay he could use a tent where his boys were camped as long as he didn't complain about the smell. Jay had first insulted Moses than told him no. Senel offered his couch at his home but Jay just said no thanks. So Jay had ended up going back to his own home in the Oresoren village.

Thoughts had been whirling through Jay's head. First the Cradle of Time, the practically endless trials, the battle with Schwartz, then the loss of Grune…Jay had pretended to be strong after Grune had left them, but it was only an act. He had tried to act as if he had accepted what had happened but still the memory was replaying through his thoughts. Senel, Will, Chloe, and Shirley had lost a dear friend. Norma had lost her best friend. Moses had lost his eye candy-who was also a friend to him. But Jay felt as though he had already gone through such a loss before. A loss of someone important to him but why did the pain feel so familiar somehow? Why did Grune's leaving arouse something that he couldn't even describe, yet alone remember?

Jay was in such deep thought he didn't even realize that he was at the door of his home. The window above the door glowed from a light that came from within the small circular house. The strange mechanisms that surrounded the home were turned off causing an eerie silence in the air that was usually filled with hammering and clinking from Poppo's inventions. Jay barely had enough energy to stand on his feet and was too exhausted to be unnerved by the unnatural silence. Jay summoned the last of his strength to open the door and walked into the house he shared with the three otter brothers. Pippo, Quppo, and Poppo were sitting on the otter face rug apparently looking at something that was laying on its back in front of them. Jay tried to see whatever it was they were looking at but before he could get closer he blacked out. He fell on the rug expecting to feel the warm and comfy fabric beneath him but instead felt something else entirely different. Jay woke up from his torpor and tried to feel his way off the wrinkle in the rug or whatever it was beneath him. An arm…Jay's hand moved up from there…a neck…Jay's hand moved down across the chest and felt…something round and firm?

Jay was harshly kicked off from whoever he was on. Jay's body slammed into Quppo's punching bag and he was left staring at a very, incredibly, mad girl. "Who are you?" demanded Jay, still shocked at landing on (and accidentally groping) whoever this girl was.

"This is Noyams," replied Pippo, sleepily. He was sitting beside the girl and had really been napping, just sitting up, until he had heard Jay's body harshly hit the punching bag. "We found her outside the village about an hour ago," added Quppo lazily as he rubbed one eye with a paw.

"No yams?" said Jay slowly. He looked at the girl. She was dressed in a blue dress with a thin white sleeveless jacket wrapped around her like a blanket. She had light redish brown hair that hung shoulder length and bright amber eyes. She looked about his age. The girl looked back at Jay with a disgusted look on her face, she backed away from him without saying a word.

"We don't think she can speak. She tried earlier but no sound came out," said Poppo. He yawned and gave out a faint 'ors.' "Maybe you can help her, Jay! She was wandering-"

But Jay couldn't hear whatever the otter was about to say. His vision was starting to blur and he couldn't keep his eyes open any longer. He tried to stand up again but exhaustion pulled him down. Jay tried to keep consciousness but instead his eyes shut closed as he blacked out for a second time.

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Noyam stared at the collapsed boy in front of her. He looked like a freak among freaks. Raven black hair tied into a side ponytail along with an outfit that looked like it belonged to a Brittney Spears backup dancer. And along with that he was short and even worse the shortie was a pervert! As soon as he walked in the door he attempted rape! He had landed right on top of her and tried to have his little short man way with her! And right in front of the ultra hairy little children! If he didn't look like he was half dead already Noyam would have beaten the living crap out of him.

"JAY!" yelled Quppo, Poppo, and Pippo. They rushed over to him and began crowding around him. Noyam got up and walked carefully over to him. Jay was completely knocked out and no matter how much the Oresoren brothers yelled his name he probably wasn't going to wake up. "C'mon we need to take him up to his room," said Quppo. All three tried to lift him up but they only got the body a few inches off the ground. Noyam couldn't stand seeing the furry little kids struggle with getting the unconscious Jay up. She went over to them and helped them by supporting Jay's head while they grabbed his feet. "Thanks, Noyams!" squeaked Poppo. "Jay's room is right upstairs." Noyam looked at stairs that wound around the living room. She was tired and imagining herself dragging Jay up those stairs made her even more tired. She sighed. This pervert isn't very light either, she thought sourly.

With Noyam going first with Jay's head in her hands and the otters supporting Jay's legs, the group made a slow trudge up the steps.When they reached the otter's kitchen, Pippo let go of Jay's left leg (which he had been carrying with Poppo, Quppo had the right) and ran ahead of the group to open the door to Jay's room. Noyam laid Jay's head down softly and felt his forehead. He was burning up.

Noyam looked at the kitchen. The sink was crowded with plates and bowls that had the remains of food crusted on them. She looked for a cloth she could use but couldn't find one among all of the clutter. She turned to the otters and was about to ask them when she remembered that she couldn't speak a single word. She would have to act it out.

Quppo and Poppo stared at Noyam confused. She was flailing her arms like a complete lunatic. She stopped and began mimicking the action of putting something across her forehead. "Oh! I love this game!" said Poppo. "How many syllables does it have?" Noyam looked at the otter stupidly. She shook her head and mimicked the same action again. "Um…crown? Headgear? Uh, maybe hat? No, scarf! I mean, bandanna?" guessed Poppo. He rested his head on one paw as he continued making guesses. "Oh…maybe it's brain? No..ohh I can't think of what it could be! Just tell me!" Noyam gave the otter another dumb look. "Oh yeah. Sorry, never mind," apologized Poppo.

"Is it…cold compress?" answered Quppo. Noyam nodded and pointed to Jay's forehead. "OH! Jay needs a cold compress! I'll get it," said Poppo happily as he began rooting through the kitchen. Quppo was about to lift Jay's leg again when Noyam decided that it would be faster if she carried him. She took Jay's legs and while still supporting his head she carried him upthe remainder of the stairs. "Heavy…Brittney Spears…backup dancer," panted Noyam to herself until she reached the top floor. Jay's room was as strange as the otter's living room, there was hardly any detail that a normal human lived there. There was only a bed and small table alongside the other wall that looked like it wasn't bought at the Oresoren furniture depot. Noyam carried Jay across the room and dumped him on the bed. Quppo and Pippo walked towards Noyam and stood beside her.

"Thanks a lot for bringing Jay up here!" said Quppo with an additional 'ors.' "Yeah it would have been hard for us to carry him up here by ourselves," added Pippo. As if hit by a sudden thought, Pippo reached under Jay's bed and pulled out a blanket and pillow. He laid them on the floor beside the bed and with a few other blankets he found in a set of drawers he created a small pallet. "Here you go, Noyams, you can sleep on this for the night," Pippo proudly presented Noyam the sleeping pallet. Noyam smiled thankfully at the otter.

"Here's the cold compress!" announced Pippo happily as he ran forward and laid the cold rag on Jay's forehead. Noyam stared at the little otters. "Why do they care about this freak so much?"The otters yawned in unison and rubbed their eyes. They were as exhausted as everyone else."Nighty, nighty, Noyams! Nighty, nighty, Jay!" said the otters. They walked out of the room leaving Noyam alone with Jay. Noyam gave Jay a cold stare. She was sure he was asleep but just in case she took her pallet and dragged it until she felt that it was far enough from Jay and his touchy little hands. The pallet was near the railing of the banister, as far as she could get it without leaving the room.

Noyam was about to fall asleep until she remembered that she was still wearing her boots. She heaved them off and then decided to take something out of the side pocket in her dress. It was a ornately decorated hand mirror with a back and handle made out of white marble. The design of a beautiful white rose was carved into the back with other small petals and thorns extending to the end of the handle. The glass was smudged with dirt and fingerprints but the mirror still looked like it would have fetched a large price.If she hadn't taken it out of her pocket she could have laid on it and broken the glass the completely. She put it down carefully next to her boots then snuggled deep under the blankets. Noyam breathed in the musty smell of the old bed sheets. She hadn't slept in a bed or anything close to a bed in awhile so she was thankful for the comforting feel of the warm covers. She stared at the ceiling as she contemplated her thoughts. She was in a stranger's home, sleeping in a stranger's room, being called No Yams by a bunch of annoyingly cute little otters. She remembered how earlier she had tried mouthing the name 'Noyem' to the otters several times but they just kept calling her Noyams (even the damn author was calling her Noyam). And then that weirdo had fainted on her! What type of person faints without seeing where they're going? OK, well maybe he was unconscious but still he could moved a little bit before landing on her. Noyam sighed. She was no closer to finding what she was looking for and now she had lost the ability to speak and worse she was in territory she wasn't familiar with. "Well, at least things can't get any worse," the thought drifted into Noyam's mind as she closed her eyes and tried to fall asleep.

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AFTERWORD: OK. Here you go this is my first Fan Fic. Not grade A (or B, or probably C) and it was kinda a test...to make sure my comp could even load these documents. And it worked. YAY! Sorry it's kinda short and kinda...random. I'll write more if anyone takes a interest to it. Or I might just write more for the hell of it, haven't really decided. Sorry if words bunch together, it just won't stop doing that...

Jay:You messed everything up on your first try.

Me: I DID NOT! (sobs sadly)

Jay: (reading fan fic) And what is this? Noyams? What type of name is that? And, BRITTNEY SPEARS BACK UP DANCER? What? How? So you have seen one of her music videos?

Me: Kinda...or at least I think so...I was watching TV and this blonde lady was singing and people in the background were dressed in sparkly clothing! As for the name it was the first one that came to mind.

Jay: Then something is seriously wrong with your mind...

Me: Well, I guess that is kind of true (little birdies and duckies dance around my head). Well thanks for reading this, people, if you are reading this..I might post the next one up so if you want to read that.

Jay: Please,don't. It gets really freaky.

Me: Shut up. Why the hell are you here?

Jay:I'm not here, you're having a mental arguement with yourself.

Me: (sighs) I thought so...second time this week, gotta tell the doctor...

Anyway, that's all for now folks!