Turnabout Haze

NOTE: This particular fanfiction takes place inbetween Investigations and Apollo Justice, since I haven't played the former yet. I might have a sequel to this in the future if it's well received. Also, take note that this is my first fanfiction, so I apologize if it's a little bad.

EDIT: The date this originally took place on is inconsistent with the date Turnabout Ablaze took place on. I've changed the dates accordingly.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of these characters. All of these characters were created by Capcom.

Chapter 1

March 17, 2019

Prosecutor's Office

7:13 PM

Miles Edgeworth stood in Room 1202 of the High Prosecutor's Office. He had just closed the book on the smuggling ring incident, eventually finding Ambassador Alba guilty of all charges. At this very moment, Alba was being tried in Cohdohpian Court, with Franziska assisting. Kay Faraday and Detective Gumshoe had just left his office, almost immediately after Kay snapped a photo of the three of them. He wouldn't see her for some time, she was leaving to train for her Yatagurasu duties. Edgeworth smiled. "Maybe she'll fulfill her promise by visiting me.", he thought out loud, "Hopefully she'll use the door this time." He glanced at his watch. 10:20?! He had been thinking for quite a while.

Edgeworth stepped out into the hall, locking the door behind him. He noticed that the door's nameplates are now bolted into place, they're no longer removable. As he started down the hallway, he stumbled over a dent in the floor. "It's from that old basketball hoop, no doubt." He thought as he looked back at Portsman's now vacant office.

Reaching the parking lot, he saw that Maggey was no longer working as a security guard. "Poor girl", he thought, "hopefully Gumshoe will find her someplace new. I doubt he'll be able to support her on instant noodles alone." Detective Gumshoe and Maggey Byrde had recently begun dating, and Edgeworth smiled at this thought. He'd noticed the mutual attraction between them for a while. A relationship between the two was inevitable.

Edgeworth always loved his car. When he sat inside, he was reminded of when he first bought it, and the looks of jealousy that he received as a result. This was the same car he used to unknowingly transport Detective Goodman's dead body a few years ago, the case which lead to Police Chief Gant being imprisoned for murder. He originally planned on getting rid of the car, but after noticing that the repair costs were far cheaper than the price of a new one, he decided to keep it. Pulling out of the lot, Edgeworth started home. He couldn't wait until he could sit back in his apartment's sofa with a cup of tea, to relax his body after the recent events.

As he drove, he took a good look at the sky, shielded by grey clouds. The fog was lit by the streetlights up ahead, along with the lights of the storefronts. As he turned at the intersection, he remembered that he needed to stop at the market. He couldn't have tea without any sugar! He would have to turn left at the usual red light, which means he'd have to wait. Coming to a gentle stop at the intersection, Edgeworth turned up the volume on the CD he was listening to. It was the Steel Samurai Official Soundtrack, given to him as a departure present from Kay. This cheered him up from the gloom outside, and he began to hum along to the chorus.

Maybe if he hadn't turned up the music, or maybe if he hadn't remembered to buy sugar for his tea, or maybe even if he decided to stay overnight at his office, he wouldn't have been caught up in that night's events. While waiting, he heard small objects hit his windshield, stopping almost immediately. "Hail?" he thought, "It isn't even raining yet." He rolled the window down to brush away any ice on the hood, holding out his arm. He realized that this wasn't ice, but glass. Was this falling from above? Seconds later, a body slammed down on the hood of Edgeworth's car, nearly hitting his arm. The air bag went off in the driver's seat, keeping his head from slamming on the steering wheel.

Edgeworth managed to escape the wreck, stumbling onto the street. Stepping back to remove himself from anything else that might fall, he slipped on something, a liquid. He fell on his back, and lost consciousness.

NOTE: Thanks for reading. I plan to post more chapters soon.