This is smallhobbit. I'm going to apologize in advance for this, mainly because I've only played two of the games (JFA and TAT) so I don't actually know ALL the back story for the characters. This was mainly written for my little sis who's a bigger fan of the series than I am, but she wants me to put it up so here it is. (then again, she also wants to co-author it, so expect a whole lotta crazy... just so you know her username on here is kari910)

Anyway, let's just get this craziness started, already so I can get back into sections I'm more used to writing for. (...I'm already behind enough as it is in writing all the other fan-fics I have up on here...)

Date: April 24

Detention Center

Silence blanketed the visiting room of the detention center. That is until a young girl's cries hit the air.

"Niiiiick!" was the only comprehensible word through the girl's constant brigade of tears. She was already quite a sight to see considering she wore a typical spirit medium's outfit wherever she went (consisting of a purple kimono in her case), but right now her crying made her really hard to miss in the detention center.

Nick just so happened to be the "nick"name of the man sitting across from her. He rubbed his neck and gave her a nervous smile. Geez. By the way she's crying you'd think she was the one on trial, he thought before adding out loud, "Maya, it's oka…"

"IT IS NOT OKAY!" she burst out at him before lapsing into an even longer and louder fit of tears.

"Um… Mr. Nick?" The little girl beside Maya asked in a slightly hushed tone. "Are you gonna be okay?

He gave a much more focused smiled. "I'll be just fine, Pearls," he told her, "Right now I'm more worried about Maya…"

"You can't be guilty, you just can't be, Nick!" Maya shouted this time almost collapsing as well.

He sighed. "I'm not. It's innocent until proven guilty, Maya. And anyway, you've been in this position as well multiple times before, remember?"

Maya sniffled. "…Oh… right…" she mumbled still on the verge of crying. "…But who would want to frame you?!"

An uncomfortable smirk appeared on his face. He could think of a couple people right off the top of his head, most of which were either dead or in jail thanks to his effort. Another sigh came before his answer of, "Oh… you'd be surprised…"

I guess I should explain what's going on. I'm Phoenix Wright, a Defense Attorney and a darn good one at that. The only problem: I've been framed for murder. The murder of Larry Butz, one of my best friends since grade school, and already it's taken a harder toll on everyone than expected. Then again, I always knew Larry would one day stick his nose into something he'd never get it back out of again…. I just never thought it would have included me…

Another voice interrupted their conversation. "Hey, I came as soon as I heard, pal…" The burly man had to stop to take a few deep breaths really proving that he did indeed come as soon as he heard. "I don't care what anyone else has to say, there's no possible way you'd kill him… and I had to pull some strings down at the police station, but…" He paused slightly, this time to look up and smile. "I took your case."

"Thanks…I guess…" Phoenix said as shock slowly crept in.

"And to tell you the truth, there's not really any other really good Defense lawyers out there…" the detective explained.

"Yeah, tell me about it…" Phoenix mumbled.

"And since they're not letting you defend your own case and I really doubt you want a state appointed one… so… I… ah…"

Phoenix did a face-palm. "Oh, Gumshoe… you didn't…"

A younger man suddenly stormed in and quickly grabbed Gumshoe's coat hauling the man over to him as well. "What's this all about?!" he demanded.

Phoenix greeted the newcomer nervously. "…Ah… Hi, Edgeworth…"

Edgeworth turned just enough to see just where in the room Phoenix was. "Phoenix? What are you doing in the detention center?"

"Not enjoying the food, I can tell you that much…"

"Nick! How can you joke at a time like this?" Maya asked shocked.

"Sorry… It's just that… today's been hard enough, already…"

"Another hard day?" Edgeworth asked as he stared at Phoenix. "What happened?"

"Well…" Phoenix started, tears finally forming in his eyes. "It… was Larry…"

"WHAT?!"

"It's the truth, pal. I even brought the autopsy report with me," Gumshoe explained as he handed the report over.

The room was silent as Edgeworth read over the autopsy in shock. He, also, had been friends with Larry since grade school and the news of his death, although not entirely too overly shocking due to his many bad encounters with the opposite sex, was still hard to get past.

"By how the body was found… it could have been almost anyone," Edgeworth pointed out, finally breaking the silence.

"Yeah, that's what I thought, too, but they found his ID cards on the body," the detective further explained as he handed over those as well.

Edgeworth found himself looking at the cards; typical smiling Larry. Turning to Phoenix he quickly said, "Now, Phoenix, I know Larry can get annoying sometimes, but…"

"Edgeworth! I didn't do it!" Phoenix interrupted. "You know me better than that! I would NEVER kill ANYONE especially one of my friends!"

"Sorry… It's just… Larry of all people…"

"Yeah, I know… I couldn't even believe it when they brought me in… I had just seen him, after all…"

"You really shouldn't mention that in court, the prosecutor will try use it against you, Wright," Edgeworth pointed out.

"I know, but I can't exactly lie, ether," Phoenix said with a slight edge of panic.

"Well, do you know which lawyers are on the trial, yet?"

"No… I'm not even sure there are any yet…"

Edgeworth sighed. "Well, I could pull some strings at the prosecution office so that you get one that knows you a little better…"

"The prosecutor isn't what I'm worried about…" Phoenix told him, truthfully.

"I could defend you, Nick!" Maya piped in.

"You… don't have an attorney's license, Maya," Phoenix pointed out. "And besides, you're more of a legal aide."

"I could channel Mia…"

"As much as I love your sister, I'd rather leave her as a last resort…"

"I really hope this isn't going in direction I think it is…" Edgeworth mumbled. Then added, "I hope all of you have remembered I'm a prosecutor."

"But you are an attorney," Gumshoe pointed out.

Edgeworth's eyes narrowed. "That doesn't mean I can do defense."

"Well, I thought you did a good job on defense two months ago," Phoenix remembered. "I probably wouldn't have gotten most of that case solved if it wasn't for your help…"

"I wish you'd stop bringing that up…" Edgeworth moaned.

"So, are you going take the case or not, pal?" Gumshoe asked, expectantly.

Edgeworth just sighed.


Prosecution's Offices

He waited until everyone else had cleared out before even thinking of approaching because of the subject and the fact that she didn't seem to care who was on the receiving end of her whip as long as the person deserved it.

"…Ah…Franziska, there's something I need you to do for me…" Edgeworth started.

"You want me to prosecute for you, again?" she asked.

"…Yeah… and also…"

"Dinner tonight? I'd love to," she said with a playful smile before walking off.

"…Sure… dinner…" he mumbled.