Writers Notes – This Fan-Fiction is set after the Spectre's Flute [Last Specter] but before the Eternal Diva. If you have any questions PM me.
Each chapter will focus on a different character, however the plot will be central to Emmy & Layton.
Remember I do not own the Professor Layton series. The series belongs to Level 5.
- Professor Layton and the Enigmatic Existence –
Chapter One [EMMY] – The duty of an English Lady
The scooter screeched as it sped along the pavement, nodding with the various cracks and dumps it passed.
Garbage bins, as well as market stalls, even people, we seemingly tossed around from the utter chaos the war occurring.
The sound of screaming children filled the streets as Emmy pushed her scooter to the extreme.
"You won't get away from me this time!"
Fully determined to once and for all catch the crook that had been terrorising London, nothing would get in her way.
"Hey you kid! Look out!"
Swerving from lane to lane, to pavement, Emmy's great driving skills were truly being put to the test.
As the blue automobile containing to crook sped through countless red lights; Emmy used her knowledge of the streets of London to gain vital ground upon the criminal.
Speeding through tight alley ways, over waterways and under bridges was all in a day's work for this English Lady.
After a painfully long chase; Emmy had finally caught up to the crook in a traffic-jam in one of the town's main business districts.
She knew it was time to strike and do her part in making London a safer place for all.
She jumped down from her scooter and ran towards the blue automobile, being careful not to come in to contact with any moving vehicles.
However just as she approached the car's rear; a flash of dirt and dust blurred her vision, making it impossible to see anything.
From a few meters ahead she could hear a very prominent male voice, bellowing along the entire street.
"Once again I have arrested the diabolical criminal!"
A sense of great relief flew through Emmy as the comforting voice of Inspector Grosky echoed while she attempted to clear her vision.
"No crook can ever elude a man of The Yard."
Grosky pushed the criminal against the front of the vehicle, carefully locking the handcuffs he had placed around the man's wrists.
"It seems I've once again falling second to the great Grosky."
Emmy stood next to the front door of the automobile with a somewhat innocent look on her face.
"Ah yes, it seems that way Emmy, although you must make it known that no crook will get away from me, Grosky of Scotland Yard."
"I'm sure I would have been able to handle a small incident like this on my own Inspector."
Emmy watched as Grosky picked up the man and tossed him backwards over his left shoulder.
"Nevertheless an English Lady should always leave enough duty for an Inspector like me to make a living. Enough talk, I must get this one back to the station for processing. Would you be able to escort this crook's car to the station Emmy? You know the drill… Oh and give Layton my congratulations when you see him."
"Yes, I will do that sir! See you later…"
And with that the Inspector was off, his legs working like steal springs.
Emmy watched as he sped off towards town.
She wondered if she'd ever have a level of success to match that of Grosky's or even the Professor's.
A little disappointed with the way things turned out, not being able to catch the criminal; Emmy tossed her scooter atop the automobile with ease and headed towards Scotland Yard.
On the way to the station, Emmy couldn't help but think about how to Professor was getting on.
She knew that this was something he had wanted for a very long time and wanted to be sure that he could handle the responsibility.
She made it her duty to ensure that Layton would be able to solve the great mystery that was plaguing London.
Emmy parked the crook's car behind the station, taking a note of the registration, and continued to enter the building.
On the way in she noticed that it seemed unusually quiet for the time of the day.
Regardless she ventured to the second floor to notify Grosky that the vehicle had been delivered and to thank him for his efforts in detaining the criminal.
Grosky was nowhere to be found, instead Emmy could see that Inspector Chelmey was sitting in the staff cafeteria with Barton at his side.
She thought that maybe Chelmey would be able to process the cars registration for her as she had to get back to assist the Professor.
Emmy walked over to the two and could see they were enjoying a nice meal, probably their lunch she assumed.
"Hello Inspector. What a lovely day it is today."
With a month full of cake and a plate of sweet-potato fritters next to him Chelmey replied in a somewhat grumpy way.
"What's so good about it eh? I haven't had a case to work on in months and moreover this is the last piece of cake in the Yard!"
"I'm sorry to hear about the cake sir, but today is your lucky day. I have a job for you to do."
Chelmey immediately pushed the table away, stood up and swallowed his cake whole. With a look of determination; he spoke in a powerful tone.
"What do you need me to do Emmy? Interrogate a criminal or investigate a murder case?"
Chelmey's angry impression melted away as joy filled his eyes. Emmy knew what was coming would disappoint him; however she need to get to the Professor post-haste.
"No Inspector, nothing like that sorry. I need you to process an arrested criminal's automobile that is packed outside."
Instantly disappointment shot through the Inspectors body, as Barton continued to scoff down the last of the sweet-potato fritters; Chelmey fell back into his seat, and began to sip his tea. After a few mouthfuls he nodded to agree with Emmy's request.
"Well thanks Inspector! I must be off then, goodbye."
Emmy ran down the station's stair case finally uplifted by the notion that she would be able to not assist the Professor in unravelling the greatest mystery that had faced London thus far.