Uncovering the Blindfold
Things often are very seldom what they appear. The Law being no different. Did I love her? Was there a choice? Did he kill him? The past leaves very little room for recollection, if any. In the end, I learned my very own meaning of the law, one completely different then I could have imagined.
My name is Apollo Justice, and I am an attorney working for the "Wright Anything Agency". A term coined by the adopted daughter of Phoenix Wright, Trucy. I am 23 years old, and this is my story.
I worked under Kristoph Gavin shortly after I passed the Bar Exam. After I found him guilty of murder I went to work under Mr. Wright. An opportunity I did not take lightly. I defended three clients under the advisement of Wright, and one more later on my own.
EPISODE 5: Uncovering the Blindfold.
December 20th 2026, 1:12 PM
Wright Anything Agency
Apollo Justice sat in his own office one pale afternoon. Well, to call it an office would be a gross overestimation. Really it was more the broom closet that they put a desk in only a week before. Phoenix's logic behind this was the Wright Anything Agency's only defence attorney did need a desk to sit behind, just not in the main office. Though it wasn't as if Apollo really cared in the slightest. It wasn't as if he had any cases to defend.
It was, in Wright's own definition, an off season. The last case Apollo worked, Vera Misham's was two months before. Since then, he found himself enjoying the falling snowfall, and writing in his journal about the day to day activities. These mostly consisted of going to Trucy's magic shows or playing poker with Phoenix. The latter of which he was surprisingly good at.
Apollo sighed slightly as he pulled his legs off the top of the foldout desk. The only things resting upon it were his badge, and his mobile phone. Something Trucy simply couldn't stop taking from him. The last time she did so Apollo found his ringtone was changed to a midi of the Troupe Gramarye theme. However, as he tucked his chair in he heard that annoying tone once more echo throughout the closet. He sighed and picked it up, pressing the answer button simultaneously.
"Wright Anything Agency. Apollo Justice speaking." He said in a monotone. Apollo was tired, he had spent the last 4 hours twiddling his thumbs and making necklaces out of paper clips.
"My, my Apollo you need to cheer up." Phoenix Wright's voice sounded on the other line. Apollo didn't respond at first and instead waited for him to continue. "Anyway. I am at the airport right now." He felt his hair perk up slightly.
"Airport? Why?" He questioned his superior.
"I recently received two round trip tickets to Borginia. Normally I wouldn't go, but I Trucy begged me to take her." Apollo covered the receiver of the phone and groaned heavily. "And so I'll be gone for a week. Hold down the fort till then. If you need any help check my address book." Apollo tilted his head back and flexed his wrist. "Oh and I left you something in my office. I think you'll like it." The phone clicked and all Apollo heard was a dial tone.
Great. Now what am I supposed to do? Apollo stood up and tucked in his foldable chair. Since the broom closet wasn't that large he actually had to duck underneath it to exit. Once he did, the sight he beheld wasn't any bit better. The place was still a mess from Trucy's "housekeeping". Look on the bright side. Now there's no one to complain when you pull out the cords of steel. This cheered Justice up a little, he was starting to get better at his "OBJECTION!"s. He walked to Phoenix's Office and slowly opened the door.
The room was rather bright considering the cloudy sky. Apollo walked in, looking on toward the Gatewater hotel on the opposite side of the street. It was coated in a large blanket of snow, which still could not mask the lit rooms within. He looked around the strangely tidy office and caught sight of a big red box with green tape covering it. It resembled a Christmas present that was very badly wrapped. Apollo lifted the box and noticed a small tag attached to it.
"It's 5 days early. But since I'll be gone I think you deserve this. Thanks for being a bang up attorney and all.
-Wright"
Apollo put the box down and with great care tore off the tape. He raised the lid to see what appeared to be black cloth inside. He rummaged through the contents to see it was a black blazer. With the tags still kept on indicating it was on sale. He slid into the jacket, and to his surprise it fit quite well. He buttoned two of the three buttons and checked to see how he looked in the small mirror on his desk.
Thanks Phoenix He mused to himself. It was a nice gift all things considered. The most he expected from Wright was a pair of shoes with gum stuck to them. Apollo left the office with a start and sat down on the couch opposite the TV. Something he rarely did at the Agency simply because Trucy was always on it watching magic shows. He clicked the TV on, noticing it was the News.
"And those were certainly large Pandas." The Anchor said laughing at his own joke. He lifted some papers from his desk and cleared his throat. "In other news. Renowned prosecutor Klavier Gavin was arrested today for murder…" Apollo's gaze snapped tightly. He turned the volume up nearly all the way. "He was caught at the scene of the crime. The victim was one Gerald Rickter, a defendant in Gavin's latest case who was found not guilty. Police are still uncovering evidence and expect more to surface at Gavin's trial…" Apollo clicked the TV off, his heart was beating quickly.
"Klavier…" While Klavier could be considered the mongoose to his cobra. He found himself strangely concerned for the prosecutor. Apollo remembered his band, the Gavinners and the skill he possessed in Court. Although he was by himself now, He didn't have Trucy or Phoenix to help him, and he had strangely become dependant on Trucy's way of falling into evidence. On the bright side Apollo knew this could be a potential case for him.
"If you need any help check my address book." Apollo found himself walking back into Phoenix's office. A green leather bound address book lay on the top of his desk. Bearing the initials "P. W." He opened the book and sifted through it's pages. However very many of the names were completely crossed out. Names such as "Hawthorne" or "Edgeworth" strange they may be, were almost blackened out with a ball point pen. Right beside Edgeworth's name bore the words "Bloody coward." Infact the only names Apollo could find that weren't completely scratched out were the names "Harry Butz" and "Maya Fey". The name Harry Butz didn't sound very helpful in any case. But the latter name felt strangely familiar. He remembered Mr. Eldoon during one of his cases mention it before.
Apollo punched in the numbers. Noticing they were in another area code he didn't recognize. He waited for seven beeps before a young girl's voice answered.
"Hello?" the girl asked politely. She sounded roughly around Trucy's age. Albiet likely just a bit younger.
"Err… hello this is Apollo Justice from…" He was cut off from the girl's voice.
"Excuse me but do you have any business with Kurain villiage?" She interjected quite forcefully.
"Well… no…" Apollo answered truthfully. He never heard of "Kurain villiage" and suspected the young girl mispronounced the name. "I am an attorney at the Wright Anything Agency."
"Wright?" The girl's voice suddenly grew higher. "Like Pheonix Wright?" She asked curiously.
"Yes… I am looking to speak to a Maya Fey..." He heard the line shuffle slightly and eventually the sound of footsteps. Apollo sighed and sat down behind Phoenix's desk.
"Hello?" A calm voice asked. Apollo felt his nerves tweak slightly and answered.
"Uh… This is… Justice. Apollo Justice from the Wright Anything Agency." He stammered out.
"Wright Anything Agency? Has Phoenix fallen on hard times or something?" Apollo laughed to himself slightly.
"Something like that. I am an attorney working under him…"
"And Phoenix's head has exploded and you need some help with a case of his?" Apollo was speechless for a few seconds.
"…something like that…" He stood up and walked over to the window overlooking the hotel.
"Well it is your lucky day Mr. Justice. Considering the season I do have a few days to spare." Apollo kept Maya on the line for a few more minutes. Before he finally hung up with her promise to visit a few hours later. Apollo retied his shoes and wrapped a red scarf around his neck.
"Klavier Gavin I will try to defend you. Look out world, here comes Justice!" He closed the door behind him and set out to the detention center.
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