The thoughtful turnabout

Phoenix POV

9:30 AM 04/05/27

Defense Attorney's Convention

"Hey boss! Look! They have a lecture on how to ..." The loud voice is surprising drowned by the sounds of the Defense Attorney's convention. I laugh as he runs up to me, with the spikes that is his hair blown back from running. "

For the first time ever, Apollo, I couldn't hear that last part that you said." "Hey Mr. Wright!" I heard as Apollo whispered a joke to me. Two girls ran up to us, one of which has brown hair and is wearing a magician's outfit, complete with a top hat, and the other has ginger-ish hair pulled into a side ponytail, with a yellow jacket over her with a white shirt and a yellow skirt, and both girls are holding food. As me and Apollo laugh, they look at each other, confused.

"What did we do, Athena?" The brunette asks. "Why are Apollo and Daddy laughing?"

"I don't know, Trucy," Athena replies, the robot on her neck turning yellow with surprise. As we stop laughing, Athena says, "We brought food." The robot on her neck says,

"Athena ate some already!"

"Shut up, Widgit." Apollo looked like he was just keeping himself from laughing, as we all started eating.

Athena POV

A little while after everyone was done eating, I said that I was going for a walk. Before I left, Phoenix replied, "Apollo is going with you,"

" Okay!" I yelled back as I ran towards the shops. As Apollo caught up to me, I asked, "What do you want to do?"

"I don't know, what do you want to do?"

"I want to look around."

"Okay, but if you want something, you're paying for it, Athena." I smiled as I started for the shops as I was stopped by a woman who was around her early twenties, and had very fancy clothes, with light blue hair that was cut very short.

"Excuse me, but have you seen a girl? She's about 16, she has really long red hair, green eyes, and she is wearing a pink cartigan over a white dress." I shook my head no as she said," Oh. I'm not worried about her, she just took my whip, so..." Was that an unexpected emotion? I frown as I pick up the tiniest bit of an unexpected emotion. However, before I can see what it is, Apollo caught up and looked at the woman, shocked. " Aren't you a prosecuter?" He said. She smiled.

"Yes I am. My name is Franziska von Karma." I frown, immediately recognising the name. Manfred von Karma, whom I assume to be her father, hadn't lost a case in 40 long years, until Phoenix faced against him, and he was found guilty in the DL-6 case from several years earlier at the time. Franziska quickly adds, " I'm afraid I didn't catch your names." "I'm Athena Cykes." As Apollo introduces himself, I ask her about why her friend took her whip.

" She wanted to play hide and seek."

" Oh."

" I have to go. Bye!" As she left, I realized what the unexpected emotion in her voice was.

Fear.

Apollo POV

As I caught up to Athena, I see that she is talking to a short woman with light blue hair and a fancy suit complete with a cravat. I frown as I recognise her as Franziska von Karma. I overhear her saying, " Oh, I'm not worried about her, just she took my whip, so..." I suddenly felt my bracelet tighten on my arm. She was lying? What was that about? After we talked to her, Athena turned to me. "She was scared when she was talking about her friend."

"Really? When she was talking about how her friend took her whip, my braclet reacted."

"Really? I wonder what that was about."

Trucy POV

10:53 AM 04/05/27

Defense Attorney's Convention

"What do you want to do, Trucy?"

Daddy asked me.

"I don't know. Hey, what's in that bush?" I asked, as I walked up to a bush that had something red in it.

"Be careful Trucy!" He yelled to me as I pushed back the leaves to find a girl.

"Oh, you- oh, its not Izzy. How did you find me?" As I opened my mouth to answer, she said, "I can guess. My hair showed through the leaves, didn't it?"

"H-how did you guess?!" She smiled. " I'm really good at guessing. I'm Skie, by the way." She was very pretty. She had knee-length red hair that was pulled into a half up half down hair style, bright green eyes, and was wearing a strapless white dress and a long sleaved pink cardigan over it. Also, she was a little bit taller than me. "I'm Trucy. Nice to meet y- Why are you holding a whip?"

" It's Izzy's. I took it so that we could play hide and seek." Skie explained.

"Ah. Because you have to steal a weapon to play hide and seek."

She smiled again. " I'm a defense attorney, by the way."

"Really? Did you just pass the bar?"

She looks at me, a surprised look in eyes. "No, I've been a defense attorney for 7 years."

"No way! How old are you?"

"16. I passed the bar when I was 9."

"Seriously?!"

"Yep. "

"Whose this 'Izzy', out of curiosity?"

"My friend. I've known her since I was 5. She was 13 at the time and had just passed the bar for prosecuting."

"Oh! Do you mean Franziska von Karma?"

Just then, Daddy came up to us.

Pheonix POV

"So, you know Franziska?"

The girl nodded. She kind of reminded me of that circus girl from my second case against Franziska. If I recall correctly, her name was Regina. She had the same cuteness and naievity. " I'm Skie, by the way." The only difference was that she seemed a little more mature.

I nodded. " I'm -"

"Pheonix Wright, Izzy told me about you. You've only lost one case, you were accused of fabricating evidence, you lost your badge for it, 7 years later, you got it back, and you now work with two young attorneys named Apollo Justice and Athena Cykes."

My jaw dropped." How did you know about that?!"

She shrugged. " Izzy told me."

BAM!

A single psyche-lock appearred. Immeadiatly, she frowned, a far off look in her eyes. As the psyche-lock dissapeared, A man I recognised as Phillip Debaskit walked up to us. Skie gasped. " D-Dad?"

Dad? His ice blue eyes gleamed with anger as he said, " Skie Hazel Debaskit, you are coming with me. " As he dragged her away, her eyes were full of fear, and she was trembling badly.

Franziska POV

I walked around the Defense Attorney's convention, ignoring the foolishly foolish stares. If only I had my whip! But Skylie had taken it. Just then, I saw that foolishly foolish lawyer with a younger girl. " YOU!" I yelled as i walked up to Pheonix Wright and the girl. I noticed the whip that he was holding. "Thats my whip!" I shouted, grabbing it and hitting him with it. The girl stood between us. "Stop hurting Daddy. You have no right to." Wait, Daddy?

"Who are you?" I asked.

"Trucy Wright, adopted daughter of Pheonix Wright." I bit my lip, as she reminded me of that other little girl- the one who was named after some sort of jewel. Opal? Topaz? Pearl? Yeah, that was it! The one who yelled at me. I hit Pheonix with the whip again, and then put it away.

"Franziska? Do you know Apollo and Athena?" He asked.

"Yeah, I just met them earlier."

"You met them earlier? Interesting..."

What the hell was THAT about?

Wait a minute.. if they had my whip, then... "Have you seen a girl? She's 16, has really long red hair, green eyes, and is wearing a white dress with a pink cartigan on top." Trucy nodded. "Is her name Skie?"

So they HAD seen Skylie. "Yes. Where is she?"

"Her dad asked to talk to her."

Her dad? Oh no...

"Do you mean Phillip Debaskit?"

Trucy nodded.

Crap. This is not good. Not good at all.

After all, she nearly killed herself trying to get away from him.

Pheonix POV

After we told her we saw Skie, she seemed really worried. "Why are you so worried? It's only her father."

She hit me with the whip. Hard.

"You foolishly foolish fool! It is... more complicated than that."

BAM.

Three psyche-locks appeared.

As they disapeared, Franziska said, "Well, I have to go." and walked off, as Apollo and Athena walked up.

"Hey boss!"

I smiled. "Hey Athena."

BANG!

Apollo looked around. " What was that?"

Huh?

BANG!

"Is that what I think it is?"

Athena's thought was confirmed by another bang.

Gunshots.

Skie POV

Another gunshot rang out as I was shot for the.. I had lost count of how many shots after 5. Pain shot through my stomach as I lay on the ground. Slowly dying from all the knife and gunshot wounds,I barely felt the knife cut my skin one last time. As I lay there, on the verge od death, I heard a single sentence from my attacker as I blacked out:

You deserved this.

Athena POV

12:29 PM 04/05/27

Defense Attorney's Convention

Apollo and I ran to where the gunshots came from, and BAM! We ran into Franziska, who was overflowing with fear. She grabbed my arm and we ran off to our destination. I noticed that she was shaking terribly, despite most likely having been in this situation before. However, I caught snippits of her mumbling to herself- "Skylie.." was the word she mostly used.

As we got closer, I felt more emotions- fear, anger, and even surprise, but the most prominate one was unfamiliar. Was that... pain? It was so overwhelming, that I could barely sense anything else.

12:31 PM 04/05/27

Alley

Finally, we were there, and I gazed in shock at the sight before me- there was blood everywhere, a bloddy knife was on the ground, a gun that was splattered in blood was there as well. The scent of blood almost overwhelmed the feelings I felt. But the worst thing was a 16 year old girl lying face down in a pile of blood. From what I could tell, she matched the description Franziska gave us Franziska flinched at the sight of her body. She hit Apollo- I guess she found her whip- and said, "Call an ambulance. Now." As Apollo ran off to make the call, she went over to the girl and picked her up, even though they were the same height. The girl stirred, opening her almond-shaped green eyes. "Izzy?" she asked in a weak voice.

"Who did this Skylie?" Franziska replied briskly. "Who the HELL did this?"

Skie looked at her for a minute, and then she seemed to black out.

Franziska POV

Holy shit.

Skylie, my best friend for the past 9 years, is basically dying. I know who the culprit is, but I know Skylie won't die. Unfortunately, so does her attacker, so he can't get what he deserves. Unless...

As Mr. Justice walks back up, Ms. Cykes walks torwards me. "Are you okay, Franziska? You seem very panicky." Yes, if I recall correctly, Ms. Cykes here could feel other's emotions. "I'm fine. Go away." Suddenly, Mr. Justice rubbed his bracelet. "Franziska, when you said that, your grasp on your whip tightened. Tell us the truth. Now."

Sighing, I conceded. "I'm... tired. And pissed. And sad."

And Pheonix Wright showed up, along with Trucy.

"YOU'RE LATE, YOU FOOLISHLY FOOLISH FOOL!" I yelled as I struck my whip out at him, hitting him.

"...Franziska! You may want to look at this!" Athena yelled. She was near Skylie. I frowned, walking over. Athena was holding Skylie's wrist, showing the scar."What's this?" she asked, looking at me.

"If you think it's from my whip, you're wrong," I replied, hitting her with my whip. " It's probably from when she was attacked."

"OBJECTION! It's a scar, not an open wound. It looks like it's from a few months ago." She retorted, touching where the whip hit.

Damn it, they found out.

Pheonix POV

I walked up to Franziska, and took out my magatama. "TAKE THAT!" I yelled as the three locks appeared. "So, Franziska, why were you so worried about Skie?"

"...Skylie is my best friend. I've known her since she was five and I was 13."

"How did you become friends?"

"Huh?"

"Skie seems very kind hearted. No offense, but the exact opposite of you." I earned myself a lash of Franziska's whip. "As a matter of a fact, I know you two are very good friends despite this."

"Oh yeah? Prove it then!"

"TAKE THAT!"

"...My whip?" Franziska seemed very confused.

"This was in Skie's possesion."

"So? Agh.."

So, she caught on. "Now, unless they wanted to face your wrath, nobody would dare steal it. Why then, did Skie take it?"

"...AGH!"

One psyche-lock broke.

"Now, why would you two be friends in the first place? Was it because you get along?"

"...! Yeah! Thats it!" Franziska said, starting to sweat.

"I'm sorry, but that's wrong."

"!?"

"TAKE THAT!"

"You two have a connection of some sort, don't you?"

Another psyche-lock broke.

I smiled. "Now, the question is, what is that connection."

"Does it really matter?" Franziska asked hurriedly.

"Yes. Yes it does."

"So, do you have proof of this, fool?"

She smirked, whipping me. "You don't, do you, foolish fool?"

"Actually, I do."

"...!"

"TAKE THAT!"

Franziska's eyes widened. " S-Skylie's s-scar?"

"Tell me Franziska. If the scar wasn't obtained when she was attacked, how did she get it?"

Franziska hit me even harder, and this time, I saw tears streaming down her face. "I ADMIT IT! SHE.. SHE ATTEMPTED SUICIDE!"

"Wait... WHAAAAAAAT?!" I was shocked. Skie had seemed like such a strong person when we talked.

"I'm sorry Franziska, but I must ask one more thing."

More tears were spilling down her cheeks. "Damn...it..I'm...crying...what..is...it..?"

"...Is this the reason why she tried to kill herself?"

"...Her...dad..?"

"She was abused, wasn't she? And so were you."

"...Thank...you..."

?

"...for...finding...the truth."

Her last psyche-lock broke.

Franziska POV

Damn it, i'm crying. Even worse, it's in front of that foolish defense attorney. Much worse than in front of Miles.

Also, he once again found the truth: The link between me and Skylie. We were both abused- her by that man she is forced to call her foster dad, me by my mentor and papa, Manfred von Karma. Just then, the ambulace showed up and took Skylie in. I hopped into the car and we took off torwards the hospital.

1:10 PM 04/05/27

Ambulance

(Skylie, you'll be fine.) I continued to tell her in that fashion my plan. (Will...get away...Dad?) She replied.

(Yes, Skylie. As long as they don't accept this case, you'll be home free.) She managed a small smile as the ambulance pulled up to the hospital.

2:10 PM 04/05/27

Hospital Room

An hour later, I went to talk to the doctor. "Please," I asked, throwing my purse to him, "can you help me?" I asked as he opened the purse to find several hundred dollars in there.

Apollo POV

Mr. Wright, Trucy, Athena, and I waited to hear what the doctor had to say outside Skie's room. We were still recovering from the shock. After all, a convention for defense attornies isn't exactly the best place to commit mu-

No, Apollo. Skie isn't dead. At least, not yet.

I looked up as footsteps raced down the hallway, and two people appeared. The first was a man about Mr. Wright's age, with a maroon colored coat and pants, dark grey hair, and glasses whom I recognised as the head Prosecuter, Miles Edgeworth. The other one - a young woman about Athena's age with a floral vest with short red sleaves, a black skirt, and her black hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a key stuck in it- was unknown to me. "Skie! Is she okay?" The girl yelled, almost rivaling my chords of steel. " Who are you?" Athena asked. "My name is Kay Faraday." The girl said. "Nice to meet you." she said.

"Nice to meet you too." Athena said. "Nice to see you again, Edgeworth." She added.

"I'm Trucy Wright, this is my Daddy, Phoenix Wright, and these are the two of our lawyers, Apollo Justice and Athena Cykes." Trucy introduced us.

Kay POV

So, Phoenix was the defense attorney Edgeworth had told me about. As I heard Trucy's introduction, I nodded, thinking about who could possibly be responsible for this.

At that moment, Franziska came out of the room looking like she was about to breakdown, the doctor following suit. "I'm very sorry, but miss Skie Debaskit has passed on. The cause of death was loss of blood due to many gunshot wounds and knife cuts. Here is the autopsy for more information.

*Skie's Autopsy Report added to court record*

I quickly grabbed it and looked through it: the time of death was around 2:15 PM, about a half hour earlier. It also noted that she had bruises and other scars- probably from when her dad hit her, i assumed- and that was it. A sudden sob suprised me into looking up. Franziska was bawling like Yumihiko did back when he was new to prosecuting. (He still did, admitibly and unfortunatly, but..) From what I understood, it took a lot to get her to show the slightest bit of emotion. But then again, Skie had been her very best friend since they were 5 and 13. Apollo turned to me. How do you guys know Skie?"

"She worked with me, Franziska, Gummy, and Edgeworth a couple times." Kay said. Apollo nodded.

"Any other relationships?"

"She has a boyfriend. Yumihiko Ichianagi."

"Really? How long were they dating for?"

"Since she was 12 and he was 13, so four years."

"We have to go. bye!"

"Bye!" I yelled back as he left with Phoenix, Athena, and Trucy following suit. Shortly after, A young man with a baton, a blue outfit -the old prosecuter's outfit from a law school- brown hair, and brown eyes ran up to us. "Skie! Is she okay?" Yumihiko asked, tears in his eyes. I shook my head. "...No..." I walked up to Franziska. "I didn't know this hospital did autospies." I said, frowning. "Oh, w-well, I asked shortly after she died, a-and they said they did."

Hmm, call it a theif's intuition, but I suspected she was lying.

Oh well, not much I could do about it. "Kay, can I see that autospy?" I nodded, handing it to Yumihiko. "Let's see, time of death was a half hour ago, and - HOLD IT! Franziska, this contradicts something." Yumihiko earned himself a lash via Franziska's whip.

"Well, foolish fool, what is it?" Franziska still looked like she was going to cry more, but she was also sweating.

"Well, she responded to one of my thoughts at 2:30."

"..Agh.." Franziska was sweating a lot more now.

"However, Skie was apparantly dead by that point in time. So tell me, if she was really dead, how in hell could she respond to my thought?"

Franziska flinched. "W-well, I-I-I..."

"Good job, Yumihiko!" I said, clapping. "For the first time, you actually found a contradiction!"

I narrowly dodged his baton. "Actually, Mr. Ichiyanagi, she's right." Mr. Edgeworth agreed with me.

Franziska seemed to have recovered. "...Fine. Fool, follow me." She grabbed Yumihiko's arm and dragged him off somewhere. "Kind of hard to follow someone if you're dragging them!" I yelled to her, earning myself a hit from Franziska's whip.

Flare POV

I woke up in the hospital. Ah, now I recall, I was attacked. Now if only I could recall the person who did attack me. The door opens, and Izzy walks in, dragging Yumi. His eyes are wide as he thinks, (S-skie?)

(Flare is here. Not Skie.)

(Oh. Alter ego, eh?)

(Shut up, Yumi.)

(I hate to interupt this flirt-fest, but..)

(THIS IS NOT A FLIRT-FEST!)

Izzy laughs in her mind.

(Flare. Can we talk to Skie for a minute?)

(..Fine.)

Skie POV

(..YUMI!)

(YAY! SKIE IS BACK!) Yumi replies.

(Stupid multiple personality disorder, eh?) Izzy adds, brushing her hand through her short blueish hair.

(Yeah, Flare's gone. At least, for now she is.) I counter, pulling my red hair up into a half up half down hairstyle.

Flare was my alter ego. Due to the abuse by my adopted Dad's hands, I developed a stronger self- that was Flare. She was confident, playful, sarcastic, and often spoke before thinking. The complete opposite of me. The innocent, sweet, shy, and kind me.

(I had a dream when I was unconsious. It was...weird.) I said, not sure what would come of it. But hey, why not?

(What was it?) Yumi inquired.

(I was half asleep. I saw something red, and I felt arms carrying me, a flash of pain, and then everything went black.)I told them.

(Huh. That IS weird.) Izzy agreed.

(But the weirdest thing is.. I think it was from my childhood.)

(You mean, with Phillip?)

I shook my head. (No, before I was adopted. I think I finally remembered something, Izzy, Yumi.)

(WHAT!?) Was their unanimous reply.

(I know. And that's not all.)

(..What do you mean?)

(I remember people talking anout an incident.. the AR-5 incident or something along those lines. It was 13 years ago, I think.)

(Hmm, I'll have to look that up.) Izzy noted.

*Skie's testmony added to the Court Record*

(Any idea who can help with my memories?)

(Nope.) Yumi answered.

(Absolutley none.) Izzy added.

(We have to go. Kay and Miles may get suspicious if we are in here any longer.) Yumi pointed out.

(Oh, okay, bye Izzy and Yumi!)

(Bye!)

Franziska POV

After leaving Skylie, I turned to Yumihiko. "Under absolutely NO condition are you obligated to share that meeting. Understood?"

Yumihiko nodded.

"Also, that testmony, if anyone asks, she was channeled."

"Understood."

"I'm going to look at that incident that was mentioned. Bye!"

5:14 PM 04/05/27

Police Headquarters

Evidence Room

I quickly found the file with all the incidents in it, and found the AR-5 incident that Skylie mentioned.

*AR-5 Incident file added to the court record.*

I found a place to sit down, and started looking through the file.

Incident: AR-5

Victims: Ema Skye

Hmm, Ema Skye? That name sounds very familiar.

Alex Skye

Caramel Skye

Sierra Lionel

Who were they?

I flipped to the info on the victims.

Ema Skye:

Age: 24

Sex: Female

Summary: Obsessed with science and Snackoos. Mother of Alex and Caramel Skye. Father currently unknown.

Father unknown? Hmm. I looked at the picture they had, recognising Ema Skye, the girl who helped Miles Edgeworth in a couple cases.

Caramel Skye:

Age: 3

Sex: Female

Summary: Very sassy for a toddler. Very confident and tends to tease others. Twin sister to Alex Skye and daughter to Ema Skye.

I looked at the picture they had. The girl had spikey, feathered dark caramel colored hair and bright green eyes, much like her mother. Except for the eyes, of course.

I looked at the next profile and froze at her proflie:

Alex Skie

Age: 3

Sex: Female

Summary: Very sweet and kind. Innocent to the point of being naƬve.

The picture they had of her showed a smiling little girl with surprisingly red hair and bright green eyes. That looked EXACTLY. LIKE. SKYLIE.

Calm down, Franziska. I told myself.

There is no way in hell that they are one and the same.

I looked at the next profile:

Sierra Lionel

Age: 17

Sex: Female

Summary: Caring, and gets the job done right. Babysitter to Alex and Caramel Skye.

The picture showed a pretty platinum blond with streaks of all the colors of the rainbow in her hair. She had light blue eyes.

I looked at the case summary.

Case Summary:

Ema Skye went out for work, leaving Caramel and Alex Skie in the care of Sierra Lionel. At about midnight, someone broke into the house. Sierra put the twins to bed, and was reading them a story when the person broke into the twin's room. Sierra was knocked down by the person, and was stabbed multiple times, leaving a huge bloodstain on the floor.

I looked at the picture of the crime scene, and winced at all the blood on the ground and on the body. I quickly went back to reading the case summary.

The killer, quickly realizing that the twins, despite being half asleep, were witnesses to the murder. He grabbed both toddlers and ran off with them. A few hours later, at about 3:00 AM, Ema Skye came home and found that not only was Sierra dead, but her twin toddlers had been kidnapped as well. She called the police at about 3:10 AM, whom got to the crime scene at about 3:20. They found a suspect under the name of York Douglass. However, he ran off with the twins to Germany.

Hmm, despite how much the crime scene disgusts me, it may be worth keeping.

*AR-5 incident crime scene (eww) added to the Court Record*

Huh? A note has been added.

NOTE: 2 years later, the body of a 5 year old with dark caramel hair was found in a ditch. It has been confirmed that this was Caramel Skye. The body had several bruises and scars on it, possibly from abuse. The cause of death was blood loss from a wound on the wrist. However, the location of Alex Skye is still unknown.

*Note added to court record*

Poor Caramel. I probably should get back to Skylie and tell her about this.

I start to walk out and then, I realize something:

There is someone who can help Skylie unjumble her vague memories.

Athena POV

7:30 PM 04/05/27

Wright Anything Agency

I look up from cleaning the toilet as there is a knock at the door.

Keep cleaning the toilet, Athena. It's probably just a salesman.

"Hello Apollo Justice."

That voice is familiar..

"Hi, Franziska."

Oh, Franziska.

"Can I talk to Ms. Cykes?"

"Sure. ATHENA! IT'S FOR YOU!"

CRACK!

"Oww."

"Don't be so loud."

I quickly threw away my cleaning gloves and ran to the door.

"Hi, Franziska!"

"I need to ask you something."

Apollo walked up. "I'm going with you."

Franziska shot him a warning glare as she reached for her whip.

As Apollo took a step back, she said, "No. Athena only."

Apollo opened his mouth to object, but we were already out the door.

As we got into the car, she said, "I'm sorry I kinda dragged you out."

"It's fine. What did you need me for?"

"I have a friend with jumbled memories. I heard of your Mood Matrix thingy a while back, and I just remembered it."

"So, you need Widgit?"

She nods in confirmation.

7:45 PM 04/05/27

Hospital

"Why are we here?"

"My friend is here." Franziska retorted.

Oh.

We walk into a room where a girl is lying in bed. She has very bright red hair and green eyes.

(Who is this?)

(I'm Skie.) A voice says.

(I was the victim in this case.)

"Aghh!"

I flinch. Franziska laughs."She spoke to you in her mind, didn't she?"

(Yep. You are here to help with my memories, are you not?)

(...Yeah.)

I take out the mood matrix as she starts her testmony:

TESTMONY: My memories

I was half asleep. I saw something red, and I felt arms carrying me. I then felt a flash of pain, and everything went black.

"Okay, time for the therapy session!"

I say as I load the information into the Mood Matrix.

I was half asleep.

I saw something red,

"GOT IT! Skie, when you said, 'I saw something red', you felt a lot of fear.

"Really? I wonder..."

"HOLD IT! I think I know the cause of this."

I turn to Franziska in surprise. "Really? What is it?"

"TAKE THAT!"

I flinch at all the redness in the picture. "What is that?"

"The crime scene of the AR-5 incident. I found the file for it, and was looking through it."

"HOLD IT!"

We turned to Skie. "What is it?"

"T-that's it! Thats the red thing I saw! I'm sure of it!"

Her discord went down to 50 percent.

"Continue, please."

I was half asleep.

However, I know what I saw!

That girl... she was murdered in front of me!

I remember smelling something metalic and salty,

I felt pain, and I passed out.

"There was an awful lot of fear when you said that last statement."

"Really?"

I nod. "Maybe the killer hit you?"

She pauses for a second, considering the possibility. "Yes," She says slowly. "I think that is what happened."

Her discord was all gone now. She was telling the truth now.

Franziska dropped a file on Skie's bed. The AR-5 file. "Keep it." She said when Skie grabbed it.

Apollo POV

I finally finished cleaning the toilet for Athena. I wonder what Franziska wanted her for, anyways. Just as I finished, the phone rang. "I'll get it!" Mr. Wright called as he picked up the phone. "Phoenix Wright, attorney at law."

He listened to what the caller had to say, and he nodded. "I can't give you a sure yes, but we will visit you. See you soon." As he hung up the phone, he turned to me. Smiling, he said, "We have a client."

8:15 PM 04/05/27

Detention Center

As we walked into the meeting room, our client was walked into the other side. As Mr. Wright sat down, he asked, "What are the charges, Mr...

"Debaskit. Phillip Debaskit." Our client introduced himself. "And I have been accused of murdering my adopted daughter, Skie Debaskit."

"I'm sorry for your loss." Was Mr. Wright's response. "Now I have a question for you: Did you kill her?"

he asked, taking out his Magatama.

"No. I did not."

The magatama did not glow. He was telling the truth.

"Okay. We'll take your case."

Phillip's eyes glowed as he smilied.

"Thank you."

7:30 AM 04/06/27

Wright Anything Agency

The next day, a file was on Mr. Wright's desk. It was the case file.

CASE NAME: Debaskit vs The state

PROSECUTER IN CHARGE: Yumihiko Ichianagi

PROSECUTER'S ASSISTANT: Franziska von Karma

Hmm, I wonder how this 'Yumihiko' got Franziska to be just an assistant.

Anyways, why does that name sound so familiar?

DEFENSE ATTORNEY: Phoenix Wright

DEFENSE ATTORNEY'S ASSISTANT: Apollo Justice

JUDGE: Hikari Mikagami

Who was the judge? I don't recognise the name.

DETECTIVE IN CHARGE: Ema Skye

...Great, more Snackoo's to the face.

Franziska POV

7:39 AM 04/06/27

Prosecuter's Office

I walked into my office with Yumihiko behind me. As I sat down, I noticed a file on my desk. I picked it up. "What the hell is this?"

Yumihiko shrugged. I read it out loud:

"Case name: Debaskit vs. the State

Prosecuter Assigned: Yumihiko Ichiyanagi

Prosecuter assistant: Franziska von Karma. Wait, WHAT?!"

"Sorry, Franziska. I know you wanted this case. But she's my girlfriend, so.. Agh!" I hit him with my whip.

"Hey, at least you are an assistant!"

He does have a point. At least I am involved with this case.

I continued reading. "Defense attorney: Phoenix Wright.

Defense Attorney assistant: Apollo Justice. Crap. Sorry Skylie, we're screwed."

"Don't talk like that." Yumihiko retorted. I kept reading.

"Judge: Hikari Mikagami. Detective in charge: Ema Skye. Wait, WHAT?!"

"Ema Skye? Who's that?"

"The victim of the kidnapping part in the AR-5 incident."

"SHE WAS KIDNAPPED!?"

I hit him with my whip. "No, her twin daughters were. That technically makes her a victim."

"What were their names?"

"Alex and Caramel. If you want to know more, go see Skylie."

Skie POV

I thought through my vague memories of before I was 3. I recalled a smiling face with dark blue eyes and long dark hair. And another face, with dark caramel hair and green eyes. I couldn't see them enough to determine gender, let alone identity. I even recalled the girl's death- Izzy had left the AR-5 incident file with me- I think it said her name was Sierra Lionel. I looked over at the profiles. When I saw the first one, I gasped.

Ema Skye? That name, that face... was very familiar. The same with Caramel. And then I saw my own face smiling back at me- no, that can't be me, it just CAN'T. But there was no denying the familiarity. As I stared at the face of Alex Skye, I knew that it couldn't be me.

I close my eyes as the word picture rings through my head:

Picture

picture

picture

Phillip never took pictures of me. After all, that would leave incriminating evidence of child abuse. The word has never been good to me.

picture

picture

picture

I don't remember what I looked like before I stopped growing. A thousand memories went through my head: Skating, meeting Izzy, singing, becoming a defense attorney, meeting Yumi, being a prosecuter, all tainted by years of abuse and neglect. And now, I have trouble opening up to anyone. I have trust issues, and multiple personality disorder. As this crosses my mind, a thought occurs to me: Caramel's description of her personality was exactly like Flare.

Hmm, I wonder...

Yumihiko POV

I walk into Skie's room, and I immediately notice that she is holding her head in shock. (Skie? Are you okay?)

(Wrong personality, bucko.)

I sigh. Great, Flare is in control currently.

(What happened to make you come?)

(She was looking through the file and couldn't take the memories.)

(Ah..)

Just then, the doctor came in. "Good news, you can leave, but you have to. change your apperance and name."

Flare nods. "No problem. Yumi, can you pass me those siscors?"

Confused, I hand them to her. "Can you get me peroxide?" She asks the doctor. He nods and leaves the room. Suddenly, I realize what she is going to do. "Flare, you are not-" I stop in surprise as the siscors close.

Flare POV

As a long red piece of hair falls to the ground, I notice the look on Yumi's face. I shrug. "I can always grow it out. You know that." As I say these, I cut another lock. By the time the doctor comes in with the peroxide, I am looking at my new, short, feathered pixie cut. I grab the peroxide and tell Yumi what to do.

A hour later, I emerge from the sunlight with caramel blonde hair. I look in the mirror, admiring my new haircut. "I can't believe you did that, Flare." An idea hits me: My name could be Hazel. I tell Yumi to tell Skie about this when she returns.

Skie POV

I run my hand through my hair and realize that it is way shorter than before. I look in the mirror and see Caramel. I look in shock as Yumi explains the idea Flare had. It is a good idea, but honestly, really? Making me look like Caramel. Wow, Flare. Just, wow. Suddenly, an idea hits me.

(Yumi?)

(Yes?) was his reply.

(I just got an idea: Do you know who is the defense attorney assigned to this case?)

(Someone named Pheonix Wright. Why?)

(Do you know where he works?)

12:16 PM 04/05/27

Wright Anything Agency

Yumihiko dropped me off at the place where Mr. Wright worked- or rather, owned, according to the sign. (Remember the plan, Yumi. Got it?)

We had spent the past few hours shopping for new clothes and going over the plan for court tommorow. He nodded. (Remember your name is Hazel currently. Also, talk to them normally, it will probably give you away to speak in their head.) I nod in reply and give him a kiss. (Goodbye, Yumi.)

(Goodbye, Skie.)

As I walk up to the agency, I overhear the thoughts running through everyone's head. Lets see... Apollo, Phoenix, Trucy, and Athena were all here, as well as two other women- they were 28 and 17, and they were named Maya and Pearl. I gulp. Athena might prove to be a problem. After all, she knows I am alive. I distinctly remember Izzy telling her not to tell though, so theoretically, I should have nothing to worry about. Breath in, breath out, calm your nerves, I told myself as the doorbell rang out.

A few moments later, a short girl with brown hair in a magician's outfit opens the door. "Who are you?" Trucy asks politely.

"I'm sorry if I interupted anything." I reply smoothly.

"Oh, you weren't. I'm Trucy, by the way."

I smile. She didn't recognise me. "I'm Hazel. I'm looking for someone here. What was his name again.. Phoenix Wright?"

"Oh! You're looking for Daddy. Come on in!"

As I walk in, I note that it is a mess- nothing like the Prosecuter's office that I was used to, having known 6 prosecuters my whole life. As I walk in, I notice two women I didn't know- probably Maya and Pearl, as well as Apollo, Athena, and Phoenix.

"Hello, Mr. Wright."

"Who are you?" Phoenix asked.

"I'm Hazel. Can I help you with your case?"

He stood up and walked over to me. He was several inches taller than me, about 6 inches to be exact.

"Why?" was Phoenix's question.

"Because. Can I? Please?"

Reluctantly, he nodded. Yes!

(Okay, Yumi. He's letting me help with his case.)

(Got it.)

Phoenix POV

Why would Hazel want to help me? I looked at the petite girl with huge green eyes and caramel colored short hair. She certainly reminded me of someone. But who?

Maya stood up and walked torwards Hazel. "I'm Mystic Maya, but you can just call me Maya. This is Mystic Pearl, but just call her Pearly."

"Nice to meet you, Miss Hazel." Pearls added.

"This is Apollo and Athena." Trucy also added.

"Hi." Hazel said, obviously overwhelmed by the introductions.

"What to you do, Trucy?"

"I'm a magician. Pearly and Maya are spirit mediums."

"Really?" Hazel asked, shocked. "What do you do as spirit mediums?"

"We can channel the dead and talk to them."

"Cool!"

A thought occurs to me. "Hey Pearls? Could you channel the victim in this case?"

"HOLD IT! That's cheating."

I turn to Hazel in surprise. "What do you mean?"

"Channeling the dead and asking who killed them is cheating. They could lie. Also, it is a shortcut- and not a good one."

"Is finding people's tells and wrong emotions cheating?"

"No."

"YES!" Apollo and Athena high five each other.

"As long as it reveals the truth. If spirit channeling was not cheating, everyone would do it."

She has a point.

"Sorry, Maya. Sorry Pearls."

"It's fine."

"Well, we need to go investigate some more."

04/06/27 2:45 PM

Alley

"Yuck, look at all the blood."

I looked at Apollo, frowning. He's not very used to this. However, Hazel seems right on the dot and goes up to the detective.

Ema POV

I frown at the crime scene, chewing a snackoo. There is a lot more blood than in most crime scenes. It was almost as though the killer was not even trying to conceal the murder.

"Excuse me, but do you have the autospy yet?"

I turn around and flinch at the sight of the girl in front of me. Was it really Caramel? "Who are you?" I ask, harsher than I meant to.

"I'm Hazel. I'm helping that defense attorney over there."

"Oh. Sorry, I can't tell you."

"...You like science, don't you?"

"H-how did you know that!?"

"You're wearing a lab coat. Also, you have glasses that allow you to see Luminol reactions on your head." She reaches into her bag. "Here," she says, pulling out some white powder. "take this."

"Is that fingerprint powder?"

Hazel nods. "Thank you so much! No, we have not recieved the autospy yet."

Hazel says, "They did."

"Huh?"

"Phoenix and Apollo visited the victim in the hospital. She died while they were there, and the hospital did the autospy."

"Can I see it?"

Hazel handed me the autospy.

After I read it, I said, "You remind me of my daughter. Her name was Caramel."

"Really? How old is she?"

"She died when she was 5, but she would have been 17 this year."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

Skie POV

Ema's daughter would have been 17 this year. So will I. "When's her birthday?

"May 6th."

Same birthdate, even. It's probably a coincidence. Just then, Phoenix and Apollo walk up. "Hi, Ema."

"Hi Phoenix. Hi Apollo."

"Can we investigate?"

Ema shrugs. "Sure. Just don't touch anything."

I walk up to one of the forensic people. "Excuse me, but what was the murder weapon?"

He shows me a gun. "This was most definetly the murder weapon. A bullet that went through the victim's body matched the riffling marks of this gun. Also, we lifted the suspect's fingerprints from the gun."

I nod. "Thank you."

*Gun added to the Court Record*

I walk back over to Ema and Apollo, who were talking.

Apollo POV

"Why was our client arrested as the suspect?" I ask, noticing that Hazel is walking up to us.

"First, his prints were found on the murder weapon. And before you ask, the hospital sent us a bullet from the victim's body, and it matched the gun."

"Okay, what else?" I asked, frowning.

"Second, we have witness testmony saying that the suspect was with the victim before her murder. Alone."

"Wait, there's a witness!?"

Ema nodded. "She's over there." She pointed to a short girl with platinum blond hair with pale blue streaks in it. Other than that, she looked a lot like Hazel. She was even the same height. "Her name is Rayne." Nodding, I walked over to her. "Hello, you are the witness?"

Rayne nodded. "I know what I saw. I can't tell the defense, however." I nod. "Understood." It wasn't going to be THAT easy, then. I walked back to Phoenix. "What now, Mr. Wright?"

"Let's ask Ema what they've found so far."

Skie POV

As those words left Phoenix's mouth, a whip lash announced the arrival of Yumi and Izzy. "Oww.." Phoenix muttered as Izzy hit him again.

(Yumi!)

He turned around.

(I'm going to pretend I don't know you, okay?)

(Okay.)

"Who are you?" Yumi asked Phoenix and Apollo.

"These foolishly foolish fools, Yumihiko, are Phoenix Wright and Apollo Justice."

"Trying to get info from the investigation? Don't you know that's forbidden?"

Yumi turned to me. "And who are you? A witness?"

"No, Rayne's the witness." I said, pointing at her. "I'm helping these two with their investigation."

"Another female assistant?" Izzy said sarcastically. "What does this one do? Read minds? Oh, wait, that's impossible!" She smirked. It suddenly hit me that we hadn't told Izzy of the plan.

(Yumi?)

(Yeah?)

(We didn't tell Izzy about this.)

(Crap, you're right. Don't tell her, it's too late anyways.)

(Got it.)

Yumihiko POV

Crap, I completely forgot to tell Franziska we let Skie out of the hospital. Oh well, too late. "No, she's just a normal girl." Phoenix said. "Right, Hazel?"

"Yeah."

Phoenix frowned.

(Those locks again..)

(?)

(When someone lies, that gem glows and those locks appear in his mind.)

(Gem?)

(It's that one shaped like a nine.)

I pulled up the picture in my mind.

(He calls it a 'magatama'.)

(Ah..)

(There's only one, but there can be up to five. Also, they are broken with evidence.)

"Anyways," Phoenix adds after a short pause, "we have enough investigation done. We should go."

"HOLD IT! I have one question for you."

"Me?" I ask, curious.

"How long have you been a prosecuter for?" Apollo asks. "I don't recognise you at all."

"Um, guys.." Someone said.

"...Two months." I answered.

"Y-YOU'RE JUST A ROOKIE!?"

"WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT BEING LOUD!?" Franziska yelled, hitting Apollo with her whip.

"GUYS!" Rayne shouted. "We have a bigger problem."

"What is it- Hey, where did Hazel go?"

"That's what I was going to tell you. Someone grabbed her and ran while you were debating how long Yumihiko has been prosecuting."

"WHAT!" was the shout from everyone. "They went this way. Follow me."

A little later, we were in an abandoned building. The door slammed shut behind us. "Agh!" That had startled Ema, apparently.

"Looking for someone?"

We all looked around scared.

"Don't even bother running."

A man stepped out. I didn't recognise him at first. He had stitches on his face, and a pink costume. Even worse, he was holding a petite girl with dark caramel hair and green eyes. "The door is locked." He chuckled, and took out a card, dropping it on the ground. As soon as I recognised him, he took out a gun and put it to Skie's head.

"So we meet again, Shelly de Killer."

Ema POV

"YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Yumihiko yells at him.

Hazel's reaction is shocking. Here she is, about to be shot in the head by a master assassin, about to FRICKING DIE, and what does she do? Not scream, or struggle, or call for help like any normal person would.

She does absolutley nothing. Not even the blank expression on her face changes as the metal barrel of the gun touches her temple. "Any last words, Miss Hazel?"

"You won't shoot me."

de Killer laughed, a creepy laugh. "Everyone says that, Miss Hazel. It doesn't make a difference." He pulls the trigger.

Annnnddd... nothing.

The gun jammed!

"What the..." He mutters as Hazel delivers a punch to the side of his face. As he was taken by surprise, Hazel manages to kick him in the back of his neck, and as a result, he passes out. "Run!" She yells, as she kicks down the door.

"That was a close call, Hazel. " Phoenix says. You should go back to the agency." As she opens her mouth to object, he adds, "That was an order. Go back to the Agency."

Obviously reluctant, she walks off.

Phoenix POV

As Hazel left, I turned to Ema. "Ema, you had two daughters, right?" I asked, showing her the AR-5 file that was apparently in the Court Record. "Yeah. Why?"

"Who was the father?"

"..."

BAM!

5 psyche-locks appeared.

..Well, I definatly need more evidence.

Skie POV

As I head back to the agency, I think back to de Killer's thoughts. His client was someone who was unknown to me...

Doug A. Rounde? Why would he want me dead? I was at the Wright Anything Agency before I had found the answer. I knocked, and Trucy, once again, answered the door. "Oh, hey, Hazel!"

"Hey." I answered, tiredly. That encounter with de Killer must have taken its toll on me more than I thought. As I walked in, Maya asked,

"How did the investigation go?"

"Wow." Athena said when I finished explaining what had happened. "Yeah."

"Umh, Miss Hazel?"

"Yes Pearly?"

"..I tried channeling Skie."

"You did WHAT!?"

I told them not to!

"It failed. Channeling only fails for two reasons: One, another spirit medium is channeling a spirit, or two, the spirit isn't actually dead."

I gulped. Crap.

"Also, I noticed that you look exactly like Skie, except for the hair." Trucy adds. "And you act like her too, so don't pretend you are a body double or something."

(..Yumi? We've been caught.)

(Crap. By who?)

(Athena Cykes, Trucy Wright, Maya Fey, and Pearl Fey.)

(Make sure they don't tell.)

I smile. "You caught me."

"Don't even try to- wait, what?"

"You're right." I close my eyes, and imagine going back to how I normally am. When I open them again, I see red hair out of the corners of my eyes. "Wow.."

"I am Skie." I quickly change back to my disguise. Once my hair is short and brown again, I say, " I have a question for you, Athena."

"Really? What is it?"

"Who was your dad?"

She blinks as Widgit turns yellow. Surprise, I assume. "I don't remember him that well, I think his name was Doug A. Rounde or something like that."

The guy who asked for my death. Great.

I ask for a place to sleep, deciding to look him up in the case files in the morning. "Oh, and guys?"

Maya, Pearly, Athena, and Trucy all look at me. "No telling anyone about this. Got it? Also, call me Hazel."

Maya POV

"What should we do about her?" Pearly asks.

"I don't know, should we ask Mia?"

Athena shakes her head no. "Hazel told us not to tell."

"Actually, I wanted to ask you something. What was your father like, Athena?"

"..I never knew him. He and my mother dated for a little while, but wound up breaking up. Shortly after, my mother found out she was pregnant, and gave birth to me. She told me about him, though. I got my hair from him, apparently." She said, while subconsiously playing with her ginger hair.

"Where is he now?"

"Prison."

"WHAT!?" I yell, forgetting that Hazel is asleep upstairs.

"I think he got proven guilty of murder three years after I was born."

"Woah. What case?"

"I can't remember. I was only three at that time."

Hazel walked back downstairs. "I can't sleep." She explained, yawning. "I was going to look up his criminal record tomorrow. Do you want to come with me?"

"Sure. Why were you going to look up his criminal record?"

"When I almost died in the investigation, I learned that he's de Killer's client."

"Wait, WHAT!?"

"Miss Hazel," Pearly said. "What was your life like before you met us?"

"Well, how do I phrase it... not your usual life."

BAM!

Three psyche-locks apreared.

"Those damn locks again.." I heard Hazel mutter. What does she mean?

"Oh my gosh, Hazel, you're bleeding!" Athena suddenly notices, pointing at a heavily bleeding cut on her upper arm.

"No, I'm not." Hazel retorts.

"Then what's that? Ketchup?" Athena counters.

"Huh. I didn't even notice." Hazel says, frowning.

"How do you not notice a deep cut like that?" Trucy frets.

"How do I say this.. Nope, can't think of any other way to put this. Basically, I'm used to it." She explains, putting a paper towl she must have grabbed on the cut. It quickly stains with blood, and she goes to get a new one. When she comes back, Pearly asks, "Are you adopted? Your dad was Phillip Debaskit, and you look nothing alike."

"Yes, I was adopted when I was three." Hazel confirms. "And before you ask, I remember nothing before then."

"Well, there goes my next question. What about what you said? About being used to pain?"

"Oh, that is confidential."

Hmm, this may be important. "What can you tell us?" I ask.

"Well, Maya, all I can say is that me and my dad are ... not on the best terms. We don't have a very good relationship. Most of the time, I'm not even in the house. It's not like he notices anyways."

She immeadiatly covers her mouth.

Looks like she slipped up. "What do you mean?" I press further.

"He goes out and drinks often. It's partialy why I don't stay in the house often."

"What's the longest you've gone without going home?"

"Six months. I was 10."

"YOU'VE BEEN STAYING OUTSIDE OF YOUR HOME FOR SIX YEARS!?" I yell in shock.

"Actually, 11 years. I've been doing that since I was five."

"Why?" I press once more.

"And now, we get to the tricky part." (So basically, it's confidential.)

(Yep, exactly.)

(WHO'S THERE!?)

(Hazel, silly! I can read thoughts and speak in people's minds!)

(That's cool!)

"Well, is anyone hungry?" Hazel asks. "Hamburgers, anyone?"

"YESSSSS!" I yell. Everyone laughs as Hazel heads towards the kitchen.

Trucy POV

I join Hazel in the kitchen. "Need help?"

"Sure, can you get the hamburger meat out of the fridge?"

"We don't have-" I open the fridge and there are three packages of hamburger meat. "What the-"

"Can you hand it here?" Hazel says, laughing lightly as she grabs a couple spices. I hand it to her and she opens it and puts the meat on a plate. As she starts spicing the meat, I ask, "Why do you not like your daddy?"

Not looking up from what she was doing, she said, "Our relationship was.. complicated." Hmm, does she have a tell? "Can you repeat that?"

"Oh, umm, our relationship was complicated." "GOTCHA! When you said complicated, you started fingering your left wrist."

"Really now? Why would I do that?"

"Daddy gave me a copy of the Court Record. I know exactly what that is."

"!"

She finishes spicing the meat and says, "Can you get the hamburger buns? They are in the pantry." As I grab them, I say, "TAKE THAT! Daddy has info on a scar, which is apparantly on your left wrist."

"Now, how would he have that? Why does it even matter? It could be from anything."

"I'm sorry, but that is not the case, as it says here it was from an attempted suicide six months ago."

Hazel stops what she was doing as sweat drips down her face.

"Also, he says it was from you arguing with your dad. From this I can conclude one thing." I move closer to her, whispering in her ear.

"You were abused, weren't you?"

Sighing, she conceded, "You certainly take after your adopted father. You are great at finding conclusions."

Continuing to cook the hamburger meat, she continues, "Yes, I was abused. Terribly. I even developed multiple personality disorder because of it."

"Multiple personality disorder?"

"Yeah. If I become sassy, sarcastic and start teasing everyone, I'm in my other personality. Anyways, I was so badly abused, pain doesn't affect me anymore."

"Oh, so that's why..."

"Yes, it's why I didn't notice that cut on my arm earlier. It's from de Killer attempting to assassinate me, just so you know."

"Ah, that's what I figured. Why do you have another personality?"

"My other self is stronger than I am, so if I am in a situation I can't handle, my personality changes." Hazel explains.

"Oh. I'm sorry if this is hard for you to answer, but how badly were you abused?"

Hazel said nothing. However, she slowly put down the last hamburger that was cooking, and lifted her sleave. I gaped in shock at all the scars and bruises on her arms.

"None of this was me. The scar on my wrist was the only mark I ever made."

"Your dad did this to you?!"

Hazel nods. I don't need Widgit to see she doesn't like talking about this. As she pulls down her sleave, she says, "Can you get the ketchup?" She also says to get a couple other things once I grabbed that. Once I put the stuff- pickles, tomatoes, bacon, the like- down, she yells to Athena, Maya, and Pearly, "Hamburgers are ready! Put what you want on them!"

She grabbed a burger and put cheese, bacon, and tomato on it. As she sat down, the other three came in. Once everyone sat down, we started eating. "These are delicious!" Maya said.

"Thank you, miss Hazel." Pearly added.

"You're a pretty damn good cook." Athena finished.

Hazel smiled. "Thanks, guys."

"The only thing we need now is some music!" I joke.

"That can be arranged. What song?"

Hazel says.

"I was joking, but how about the song Battle Scars by Guy Sebastian?"

Hazel nods and stands up.

The wound heals but it never does

That's cause you're at war with love

You're at war with love, yeah

These battle scars, don't look like they're fading

Don't look like they're ever going away

They ain't never gonna change

These battle...

Never let a wound ruin me

But I feel like ruin's wooing me

Arrow holes that never close from cupid on a shooting spree

Feeling stupid cause I know it ain't no you and me

But when you're trying to beat the odds up

Been trying to keep your nods up and you know that you should know

And let her go but the fear of the unknown

Holding another lover strong sends you back into the zone

With no Tom Hanks to bring you home

A lover not a fighter on the frontline with a poem

Trying to write yourself a rifle

Maybe sharpen up a song

To fight the tanks and drones of you being alone

The wound heals but it never does

That's cause you're at war with love

You're at war with love, yeah

These battle scars, don't look like they're fading

Don't look like they're ever going away

They ain't never gonna change

These battle...

Never let a wound ruin me

But I feel like ruin's wooing me

Arrow holes that never close from cupid on a shooting spree

Feeling stupid cause I know it ain't no you and me

But when you're trying to beat the odds up

Been trying to keep your nods up and you know that you should know

And let her go but the fear of the unknown

Holding another lover strong sends you back into the zone

With no Tom Hanks to bring you home

A lover not a fighter on the frontline with a poem

Trying to write yourself a rifle

Maybe sharpen up a song

To fight the tanks and drones of you being alone

I wish I never looked, I wish I never touched

I wish that I could stop loving you so much

Cause I'm the only one that's trying to keep us together

When all of the signs say that I should forget her

I wish you weren't the best, the best I ever had

I wish that the good outweighed the bad

Cause it'll never be over, until you tell me it's over

These battle scars, don't look like they're fading

Don't look like they're ever going away

They ain't never gonna change

These battle...

(And just leave then)

You shouldn't have but you said it

(And I hope you never come back)

It shouldn't have happened but you let it

Now you're down on the ground screaming medic

The only thing that comes is the post-traumatic stresses

Shields, body armors and vests

Don't properly work, that's why you're in a locker full of hurt

The enemy within and all the fires from your friends

The best medicine is to probably just let her win

I wish I couldn't feel, I wish I couldn't love

I wish that I could stop cause it hurts so much

And I'm the only one that's trying to keep us together

When all of the signs say that I should forget her

I wish you weren't the best, the best I ever had

I wish that the good outweighed the bad

Cause it'll never be over, until you tell me it's over

These battle scars, don't look like they're fading

Don't look like they're ever going away

They ain't never gonna change

These battle...

I wish I couldn't feel, I wish I couldn't love

I wish that I could stop cause it hurts so much

And I'm the only one that's trying to keep us together

When all of the signs say that I should forget her

I wish you weren't the best, the best I ever had

I wish that the good outweighed the bad

Cause it'll never be over, until you tell me it's over

Cause you've set me on fire

I've never felt so alive, yeah

Hoping wounds heal, but it never does

That's because you're at war with love

And I'm at the point of breaking

And it's impossible to shake it

See, you hoped the wound heals, but it never does

That's cause you're at war with love

Hope it heals, but it never does

That's cause you're at war with love!

These battle scars, don't look like they're fading

Don't look like they're ever going away

They ain't never gonna change

These battle...

These battle scars, don't look like they're fading

Don't look like they're ever going away

They ain't never gonna change

These battle...

Everyone claps. "You're very good." Pearly says, her eyes shining.

"Thank you. Anything else?"

A few hours later, Hazel is all sung out. "I'm going to bed. 'Night!"

Skie POV

7:30 AM 04/07/27

Wright Anything Agency.

I made bacon and eggs for breakfast. Phoenix and Apollo weren't here yet, but oh well. Afterwards, me and Athena left for the preinct. Athena drove, as I was very tired. When we got there, we were greeted by a detective by the name of Dick Gumshoe. "Can we look up some criminal records?" I asked.

"Sure, pal. Follow me."

A minute later, we were looking up the records of Doug A. Rounde.

NAME: Doug A. Rounde

AGE: 30

SEX: Male

CRIME: Murder

DESCRIPTION: Ginger hair that is cut short. Blue eyes. About 6'0 in height, weighs 175 pounds. Very fit.

KNOWN RELATIONS: Ex-boyfriend of one Metis Cykes. One child, Athena Cykes. Also Ex-Boyfriend of one Ema Skye. No known children.

"Wait, he dated Ema!?"

"Hm. I wondered what happened to him before he was convicted."

"Why don't we ask him? We can visit him in the detention center."

We were in the visiting room a half hour later, waiting for Doug.

"Oh, Hazel? He's not exactly sane. Just so you know."

"Okay."

The guard brought him out.

Doug smiled. "Hello Athena."

"Hello, dad." Athena says stiffly.

"Who's this?" He nods at me.

"I'm Hazel." I say.

"Hmph. You look like one of Ema's daughter's. The one who died."

He scratches his chin. "What was her name? Caramel?"

"How do you know her?"

"I know Alex and Caramel Skye because Ema told me about them shortly after they were born. Before I went to prison."

"...Anyways, I had a question for you. Why did you order my assassination?"

Doug growled. "Shelly told you?"

I nod.

"Well, it's because of that power of yours."

"Power? What power does Hazel have, Dad?" Athena was obviously confused.

He ignored her. "It poses a threat to us criminals. especially because you're a prosecuter."

I clenched my teeth.

"After all," he said, ignoring what I said, "all criminals will end their beautiful games if a little girl like you can tell if they are guilty."

"Murder and robbery are not beautiful games, they are crimes!" I retort.

"Oh really? Then why, pray tell, are you not prosecuting Phillip's case? Oh, maybe it's because you should be dead in the ground right now, Skie Hazel Debaskit."

I gasp. "Y-you know I'm alive!?"

"Yes, Skyla."

"Skyla?"

"Yes. I know your past. I know everything about you."

"Stalker!" I yell, backing up.

"That's not why. After all, I was there at your birth!"

"..."

Flare POV

"I-I.."

"Are you wondering why?"

"No, you CREEPY OLD MAN! SCREW YOU!" I yell.

"Ah, I see Flaria is with us now. Skyla was always weak and shy."

"DON'T CALL ME FLARIA! MY NAME IS FLARE! SKIE'S NAME IS NOT SKYLA!"

"Athena?"

"Yes, dad?"

"Could you please leave?"

Reluctantly, she did.

"Flaria- or should I say, Cara. Please take a look at this."

"Cara?"

"Have Skie -no, Aly- look at it for me, 'kay?"

He handed me a picture. It was of a happy family: I recognised Ema Skye, Caramel Skye, and Alex Skie. Also, I recognised another ginger face.

"You were Caramel and Alex's father, weren't you?"

He nods. "You may go now."

Skie POV

As I walk out, Athena stops me. "What were you guys talking about? What 'power' was he talking about?"

"Basically, I can control things with my mind. I can change appearances, I can make things appear out of thin air, I can prevent anything, and I can do a lot more than that. I can also read minds, as you know. I also cannot die before my time."

"Wow. So wait, that means..."

"Yes, Phillip is innocent for sure. At least, he did not murder me."

"Oh, Phoenix will be so happy to hear that!"

"OBJECTION! You cannot tell him."

"Why?"

"He doesn't know about my power. Also, as far as he knows, I'm dead."

"Oh, right."

"...I'm sorry about your mother."

"?"

"She was murdered, right? And your friend was almost executed under a false charge." I pause "Simon Blackquill, was it?"

"H-how..."

"Mind reader, remember?"

"Right... I'm going to have to get used to that."

"I'm going to the preinct. I'll see you later!"

"Okay, bye!"

04/07/27 2:30 PM

Preinct

(Yumi!)

(Skie! Can you come here? I'm questioning the suspect?)

I stop in my tracks.

(I'm not sure that's a good idea.)

But I head torwards the interrogation room anyways. I get stopped by the officer in front.

"Let her in!" Yumi calls.

I walk in and see Izzy and Yumi are talking to Phillip.

(Izzy, it's me.)

(Skylie?)

(I'll explain later.)

"Who's this little -"

"I am Hazel."

I walk over and sit down between Izzy and Yumi.

Phillip smirked. "Aww, is the wittle girwl scared?"

"SHUT. UP."

"Anyways," Izzy says, interjecting, "Did you kill her, Phillip?"

"You know as well as I do that she's not dead. Like I said, the stupid idiotic bitch can't die."

"Skie was not an idiot." Yumi growls, pointing his baton at Phillip. "I may have been, but Skie never was. She was never a bitch either."

"Well, Bansai and you agree on one thing at least."

"?"

"You really are a dumbass."

Yumi flinched.

"HOLD IT! This has nothing to do with this case." I say.

(Thanks, Skie.)

(You're welcome.)

"Hey, shouldn't you be helping the defense?"

"Technically, I'm not a part of the defense. Therefore, I don't constantly have to help them."

"Really now?"

CRACK!

"Enough. What do you know about the crime?"

"Well, Franziska, I know that my daughter was targeted, and it occurred at the defense attorney's convention. Oh, also?"

"Yes?"

"I was not the only one alone with Skie."

"What?"

"I lectured her and left. That was all I did."

"Yeah, right. You probably hit her and cut her with a knife a couple times while you were at it."

"Anyways, I saw a girl walking towards that alley when I was leaving."

"Who. Was. It?" Izzy asked stiffly, hitting Phillip with her whip at every word.

"I have no idea. I'd recognise her when I saw her."

Hmm..

(Yumi?)

(Hmm?) Yumi kooked at me.

(He's not lying- at least not about another person going to the alley where I was attacked after he left.)

(Shit, Phoenix Wright is going to insist that she is the culprit.) Izzy fretted.

"You do not mention this to anyone. Understood?"

"Unless my lawyer gets it out of me."

"'Kay."

(What now?)

(I don't know.) Yumi replies.

(I have an idea: let's give Phillip a surprise to go home to!) Izzy said, a knowing smile on her face.

(Omigosh Yesssss!)

(Let's go!)

An hour later, after we'd grabbed my stuff, we drove off, smiling at the sight of the eggs on Phillip's house.

"I'M MOVING OUT TONIGHT, BITCHES!" I yelled at the top of my lungs.

Yumi and Izzy laughed.

Yumihiko POV

Seeing Skie happy... I haven't seen her smile sincerly since before she attempted to kill herself.

"We should go home. The trial is tommorow."

"Okay, bye guys!"

"Bye Skylie, Yumihiko!"

To be continued...