Just so everyone knows, this is my first story. Ever XD. I have several goals in mind. First is to fill up the spaces where we don't know what is exactly happining to Miles edgeworth. Second... Miles and Franziska lol! Third, I'd like to give Phoenix his badge back :D. Of course, I won't be able to place all these events in one story. Some will follow in the sequels... lol, sequels.
I do not own any character or plot event from the game, Phoenix Wright. :)
Turnabout Destiny
Turnabout Destiny
Date: May 21, 2004 Time: 6:45 am Place: Von Karma Residence
Introduction to turnabout
Ring, ring, ring!! A certain sound like that of a bell ran through the house and woke up one of its residents, Miles Edgeworth. Miles, a young boy of twelve years had black hair which he styled ever so uniquely. His bangs which, started at the top-middle of his head, were raised up about half an inch and then folded downward so that it curved towards his cheeks. The hair behind his bangs was folded backward and held together with hair gel. His skin was very pale probably because of all the escargot he eats. He usually carried with him a straight,"poker face,"type of look- the kind of expression that poker players give so as not to show that they are too confident nor too afraid too lose. A look that also made it difficult to decipher the true feelings underneath those bangs of his. Miles also had a rather odd sense of style. Though most boys his age would prefer to wear rugged jeans and a t-shirt, Miles had a very sophisticated eye for clothes which, he liked to spice up by adding a little bit of a renaissance touch to it. He was an academically brilliant child and especially good at debate.
It was only last year that, defense attorney, Gregory Edgeworth (Miles's father) along with Prosecutor Von Karma participated in a trial as the lead lawyers of, a murder case. Right after the trial ended, Mr. Edgeworth was shot in an elevator and died. Sadly, the perpetrator was never found. A couple of weeks later, Miles Edgeworth found himself living under a new roof- that of Mr. Von Karma. Though Von Karma adopted Miles, he certainly didn't act as a father to the young boy. On the contrary, Von Karma was more like a teacher, a very strict, stern one. And what was his main principle, his basis for everything? Perfection.
Miles rose from his bed, immediately went for the bathroom, brushed his teeth and rushed back to his room to get dressed for school. After he finished, he walked right up to the door to the hallway and just when he was about to turn the handle, it turned by itself and opened. Standing right in front of him was a little girl. Slightly shocked, Miles let out a little "yelp!" The little girl merely laughed.
"Franziska! You annoying, little girl. What excuse could you possibly have for startling me like this?" Again, little Franziska laughed. Only this time, it was a quiet sort of laugh followed at the end by a slight smirk on her small, pale white face.
"Miles Edgeworth, you little foolish fool. It wasn't my fault your guts were scared silly. Did you not hear the bell I rang?"
"That was you? Hmph. Whatever gave you the idea to ring a bell to wake me up? Ever heard of knocking on the door? And, what do you want… are you even paying the slightest bit of attention to me? Franziska!?"
"Blah, blah, blah, I don't listen to fools who speak foolish nonsense. You should know that by now, Miles Edgeworth."
"Stop calling me by my whole name!"
The two headed downstairs, finished breakfast and, headed out the door. They headed out toward school, passing by many houses, both big and small but none as big as the Von Karma estate. One house though, right in front of their school in fact, caught the eyes of both children. It was a tall, grey and it looked like it hadn't been touched for years. The house also had an eerie aura surrounding it. It was odd that it was their first time to take note of it.
"That's quite a house." Says Miles. "Care to enter it, Miles Edgeworth. I can make arrangements for you to live in it." Replies Franziska with a haughty grin on her face.
"No thanks. I wouldn't want it to collapse on me. That would be most unpleasant. Although I think it would suit you. You give off the same aura."
"What's that supposed to mean!? Fool! How dare you say that to me, a Von Karma! I'll have you know, we Von Karma's are perfect! Why, that house looks so rotten it could fall apart at any moment. Not to mention, the broken windows are so dis- configured. Clearly too imperfect for someone like me."
"Franziska, isn't it only logical to think that broken windows should be dis-configured?"
"Don't you dare dispute me, foolish little brother!"
Miles reverted the subject of the old, dirty house to that of school , "The International School of Munich". "Franziska, we should get going. Come now, hurry or we'll be late."
He led his "bigger" sister to her classroom. Right after he dropped Franziska, he noticed his watch and realized he was five minutes from being late. As he was hurrying along to his classroom, he heard a very disturbing sound…
BANG!
