This is a short little series I started last year. I meant to have this done for Halloween, but the computer gods conspired against me, so it's a little late. These are really short, but very creepy chapters that pique my curiosity. These are the worst nightmares of various Ace Attorney characters, so they are not real. Don't hate me. Rated T for violence.

Disclaimer - I do not own the Ace Attorney Series or its characters.

I saw her lifeless body before me.

Blood, oozing as a circle grew around her, spreading to my feet.

I screamed. Who…who could have done this?

But she still had some life. I raced to her, standing over her, drenched in my tears.

She looked at me. I spoke, my voice quivering with every breath.

"I…why…please!"

She was growing paler for every second that seemed to slowly pass by. She stared at me, and gasped her last words.

"Y…you…why?"

And that was it. Her eyes remained open, glassy. I cried. I couldn't stop. My eyes were drawn to hers, how she stared…with pain, anguish, and sadness. I couldn't help but notice her long black hair, glistening with thick, scarlet blood. I kept screaming, praying someone would hear me.

I saw him. A familiar face. The man I had grown to admire, clad in his blue suit, heard my wails.

I ran to him, screaming, expecting some comfort.

But he too, turned from me.

His eyes were filled with tears and anger, and he turned to look at me. He kept saying the same word.

"Why?"

Each time, there was more pain - more anguish. I tried to hug hum - he batted my hand away, continually screaming that word.

Why. Why. WHY?

I'm lost. All I can do is pray for it to stop. I close my eyes.

Stop. Stop. Stop. Please. MAKE IT STOP!

I open my eyes. The man is gone. Until I look down.

The man is on the ground, his chest slashed open. His eyes are still glaring at me with such…hatred. But I…I did nothing wrong. Nothing. The smell of blood grew stronger, as it continued to spread across the floor. But now, the man's body continued to ooze peculiarly, forming one word.

WHY

I screamed and tried to run, running straight into a mirror. I cry's looking into my eyes.

"Mister Nick…Mystic Maya…who did this?"

But then, I noticed. The blood all down my front. The blood in my hair. The dagger in my hand, just dripping. Drip. Drip. Drip.

No. It's impossible. I didn't…I could never…I don't remember.

I want it all to stop. But I see a face in the mirror.

"I love you my precious Pearl."

You.

How I loved you.

All this time.

It was you.

You made me do this.

What am I supposed to believe? Who am I supposed to count on?

But I heard myself speak. It was only my voice. It wasn't me.

"Of course, mother. I did what you asked."

No.

How could this…

I had to make everything stop.

I finally broke through.

I screamed and cried.

I smashed the mirror before me, leaving the glass shards in my hand.

The blood grew. Now my arm was drenched in my own blood. I stopped caring. Blood was natural after all.

"You…impudent child!"

The voice of my mother yelled behind me.

I turned and stabbed her - remorselessly.

She collapsed. My dress was now completely crimson.

I no longer cried.

I left the room of blood and walked out.

I smiled.

I laughed, twirling the dagger within my fingers.

My name is Pearl Fey.

Look at the things I've done.

Yet…I can never get rid of that nagging voice inside my head. It keeps whispering, and I can't escape it.

Why? Why?

The voices of the ones that matter most.

"Why Pearly?"

"Why Pearls?"

Only when I have an answer.

Only then, can I wake up.

No, this doesn't actually happen.

But it's her worst nightmare, you see?

I will take requests. Let's have Halloween last a little longer...