Yellow Letter

Dear Jay the Unseen,

I know you don't know me. I'm from the mainland, so you probably haven't seen me on the legacy either. I heard about you from a friend who lived on the legacy and she said you knew everything and that you were the one who helped her escape the captivity she was in and told her how to get to the mainland. I wanted to say, thank you. If it hadn't been for you, I would have never met her. I admire you soooo much because you are sooooo smart and can tell anyone about anything. Well, I have a small favor I'd like to ask you. If you don't want to do it, then its ok, but I trust you (I know, I know, I don't even know you) but I just feel like I can trust you already. Well here is my request; can you tell me why my parents don't care about me? That's all I want to know. Well, it would be really cool if I could meet you someday, so when that day comes, that's when I want my answer!

It had been a ridiculous request in the eyes of Jay the Unseen at the time. Even an information dealer shouldn't meddle in the affairs of family. Besides this girl sounded like a nut case. She couldn't even write a letter to people she didn't know. She was too…informal?

It had been rational to decide he would never here from this person again. At the time…well years later…the authoress of the letter returned to his life once again. This time, Jay knew her name. Norma Beatty.

At the time it was ridiculous. Now it was vital.

Jay read the request over and over again. Analyzing it and comparing it to the more recent note he had received from Norma. Still no more clues came to his mind. The boy rubbed his forehead, tapping a pen on the desk.

You know, for an information dealer, you sure are stupid. An irate voice hissed from over by his door. Jay stood up from his seat and pulled out a dagger. He knew that daunting voice form anyway. A very ghostly, snake-like voice that belonged to a ivory skinned villain. Desari had entered Jay's room. Her arms folded over her emaciated figure, red eyes glowered at him.

"Desari," the boy hissed through his clenched teeth. Taking a few rapid steps towards Desari, Jay thrust his dagger into Desari's stomach. The woman winced slightly at the pain, but pulled the dagger from her stomach. Yet, not a trace of blood spilled from inside.

"You impudent little…" She cackled, "Did you think I would have allowed you to do that if it would defeat me so easily?"

Jay took on a defensive stance and scowled, "What have you come here for?"

"I have come to help you." I twinge of deceit entwined with her words.

"And Why should I believe that is your true intention? I have no interest in whatever you have to say, now leave."

Desari folded her arms again, her expressions deadly with seriousness, "There isn't that much Norma has left to do. Yet, you sit here trying to play Sherlock Holmes with a couple of cards."

"…" Jay picked up both cards, hiding them from Desari.

"I know…all about those cards." Desari smirked deviously, holding the older information request.

Jays eyes widened, noticing the disappearance of the card form his clasp, "And why have you come? To tell them what it means?"

"Yes." Desai replied simply, a trace of sincerity pulling a small, but genuine smile to her face, "It is a favor I owe to you."

"A favor?" Jay raised an eyebrow.

She turned from him, so he couldn't see the expression on her face, "I owe you so much." Her voice apathetic, "If you hadn't given her instructions to escape captivity…I would've had to kill her."

"Would you be more straightforward?"

A flicker of sadness reflected in her eyes, "Norma wrote you this letter after a girl told her of your work, saving her from captivity. The girl you set free…was my daughter."

Flashback

"Hi. Is anyone sitting here?" a girl with shoulder length obsidian hair said to another girl with short brown hair who was sitting at the fountain, eating lunch alone.

The brunette girl gazed up and nodded her head, sliding over to give the obsidian haired girl a place to sit down.

"My name is Mimiru." The girl sat down, "What's your name?"

The brunette took a bite out of her sandwich, "Norma Beatty." She smiled, "My teacher is late for classes again."

"Oh." Mimiru stated simply, "Are you studying magic?"

Norma nodded happily, "Yeah! Wanna see?"

Mimiru nodded, "Please!"

The two girls walked off into the woods, where no one would catch them practicing magic. Norma readied her straw for battle, "Now this is one my teacher, Sven, taught me." She chanted a small spell, "GRAVE!"

Mimiru smiled happily, clapping her hands together, "Can I show you one of mine?"

Norma nodded. Mimiru bent down and picked up a random stick from the ground, "My mom showed me this one!" she waved the stick back and forth, "MAELSTROM!"

Norma was shocked, dropping her stick to the ground. Her eyes lit up in amazement as she gave Mimiru an immense round of applause.

"Wow! Wow!" she cheered, "Mimiru is amazing!" A faint blush crossed over Mimiru's face. She remembered how her mother had clapped for her long ago. Lately, her mother had seemed so distant from her. Whenever Mimiru tried to practice her magic for her mother she just smiled slightly and hug her daughter saying.

"I love you Mimiru. If I could, I would be with you for all of eternity…if destiny were to permit that…" She would hug her tighter and tears would stream down her face. Mimiru never understood the reason for her mother's tears until a few weeks ago.

She had been held as a captive with her mother for 3 years by a group of people who called themselves the "Dark Heart" Her mother was always taken into special training for something Mimiru would never understand. Then one day she discovered the painful truth.

Mimiru sat outside the door, shaking. The words she was hearing from the people inside were terrifying. The ones that were saying, "She is Desari, the Empress of Oblivion. Today the transformation is complete. Today we will prove that you can turn any woman into a monster. She will kill her daughter."

She gasped, racing down the hallways. Her hear skipped a beat when she saw her mother sitting on the floor, laughing like a maniac.

"Mother!" She cried. When her mother looked up at her, her eyes were a bright red with a look of desire to kill in them.

"Mi…mi…ru…" she said in a raspy voice. Mimiru gasped and bounded out of the castle where she was held. Into the forest she ran and finally stopped and sat on the ground. (What will I do?) She thought. She buried her head in her hands and began to sob, "Mommy…" she whimpered like a little baby. But who could blame her?

After about five minutes of sobbing, Mimiru remembered a boy that her mother told her about. He knew everything and could help anybody. So she took out a piece of paper and a pencil from her pocket and bean to write:

Dear Jay the Unseen…

Mimiru was broken from her train of thought by Norma waving her hand in front of her face.

"You ok?" she smiled. Mimiru smiled back.

"Yeah, Hey Norma? Have you ever heard of Jay the Unseen."

Norma pondered the thought for a little while, "Nope! Never!"

"He helped me escape captivity when there were…people…who wanted to kill me."

A serious expression crossed Norma's face, "There were people who wanted to kill you?"

Mimiru nodded and began to explain the story between her and her mother.

At first, Norma was silent, then she spoke, "This Jay, guy…can he tell me anything?"

"Mmhmm!" Mimiru nodded.

"Can he tell me…why my parents never loved me?"

Mimiru looked surprised, "M-maybe…"

"It's worth a try!" Norma cheered and took Mimiru by the wrist, taking her to her dorm so she could begin to write her letter.

End Flashback

Jay snapped back to reality as if he had just had some weird dream about Norma's past with Desari's daughter, Mimiru. He looked up at Desari in bewilderment, "Wh-what was that?" He questioned.

Desari looked to the left, "That was the answer to your question." With that said, the cryptic woman left the room, leaving Jay dumbfounded and confused. Was it real? Was it a dream? This was a situation even the prodigy couldn't quite grasp.

"I have to try again…this time using what I know about Norma as a catalyst to bring her back." He picked up the letter again. There was so much he didn't understand about the treasure hunter and he wanted to see her again so he could learn everything.

"Everyone, I want to try one more time." Jay said in front of the group the next day at Will's house, "This time, I know we can do it."

The others gave Jay a surprised look. All except for Grune who stood up and said, "We all owe her enough tries to make up for the time she has spent dealing with our problems."

They were silent for a moment until Chloe spoke up too, "I owe her so much, I wouldn't know where to begin."

"We'll begin with saving her." Shirley added, putting a hand on Chloe's shoulder.

Senel smiled, "I really don't want to kill Norma, and I'll keep trying until it's too late."

Moses too, jumped up, "We all know the real Bubbles ain't like this! We can find the real her and make her smile real."

Jay felt himself blush slightly, "I owe her for all she has done. I dislike being indebted to anyone."

The others looked at him suspiciously but said nothing, except for Will who stated, "We cannot allow this world to fall for one person, even if this person is our friend." The others stared solemnly at him, "We all know, that Norma would want what is best for this world."

"Which she devoted so much of her life to." Grune added in.

"But, I see as though you will do this regardless," Will continued, "Therefore, I will accompany you."

"But this time," Senel lowered his voice, "We can't hold back," He looked over in Jay's direction, "On anything."

"The time has come." Desari whispered, looking at the gigantic crystallized tree.

Norma removed her hands from the cool crystallized surface and smirked, "All we need is one more soul…"

Desari gave Norma a deceitful smirk, "Indeed, Just one more…"