WN: This had been initially my friend's idea, but she couldn't get it past the first chapter. I had a similar problem with my own story, the return of a turnabout, so what we have done is swapped ideas, with both of us doing our own take on the idea the other had. Anyway, here's mine, I hope that I can do it justice, with it being set after the events of Ace Attorney investigations… Usual disclaimers apply, and credit goes to Ravendablackdude for her help in developing the character of Raven Black…

Chapter 1: The perfect crime?

Date: 02/03/2019 Time:? Location:?

"It seems so strange, having this unique outlook on life. To within an instant be able to separate the guilty from the innocent; if I had this ability when I was still a prosecutor, it would have definitely shortened the many trials I had attended considerably.

Still, I guess that was one of the good points of my former profession, as the whole point of trials is where both sides battle it out in their never-ending pursuit for the truth, and to bring the right person to justice. You may be wondering how I came to receive this "ability'. Well let me tell you. I was MURDERED. Yes, that's right, murdered.

I never thought it would come this; my profession literally being the death of me, but I should have seen it coming. The only problem is, I can see the police have gotten it wrong once again, and have arrested the one person they found at the scene. That person was Franziska Von Karma, a fellow prosecutor and my adopted sister.

I am sure that the news of her arrest pleased many, but I know to a few who actually knew Franziska and myself, that she would never go as far as to murder someone to achieve her goals, that was one of the few things that separated her from the evil legacy that her father left behind after his execution.

Little do they know that the real murderer is closer than they think and that they are wasting precious time by putting the whip wielding German Prosecutor through the mockery of a trial. I just hope that "that man', whom of which has become a thorn in the side of many of those in my old profession, whom of which also happens to be a friend of mine, can get to the truth, and soon, before it is too late.

The only way I can communicate with him now is through a pair of young spirit mediums. The 9 year old channelling prodigy Pearl Fey; a young spirit medium who tends to dress in the standard Kurain channelling robes, who till recently hadn't ventured outside the remote mountain village where she currently resides, the other option being the 19 year old Maya Fey, the cousin of Pearly Fey, and sister of the late Mia Fey.

Like Pearl, she dresses in the standard Kurain channelling robes, but she is currently the master of the Kurain Channelling technique after the passing of her mother. She has been helping Wright for some time now, and now it seems odd not to see the pair together.

It has just occurred to me that I never introduced myself. My name is Miles Edgeworth. Once known as the "demon prosecutor' I am now currently deceased, and now I am trying to find the truth; what really happened that fateful night one week ago; and to work out who that mysterious figure was after, me or Franziska; and what on earth it had to do with "that case' we were both working on. Anyway, let me take you back to the actual night, and how we came to be in Gourd Lake…

Date: 23/02/2019, time: 11: 50pm Location Gourd Lake

"Of all the places to meet me Franziska, why did you choose here?" Mr Edgeworth asked her, as they stood looking at the lake. The lake looked beautiful. The stars were glimmering in the night sky, the water reflected the brilliance of the moon and everything seemed so peaceful. Well, as peaceful as it could get for an old murder scene. Little did either of them know that only one of them would be leaving the lake alive that night….

"Well Little brother, this was the only place I could think of that would allow us to talk in private without foolish fools listening in" She whispered and kept looking around, as if checking to see if she had been followed; whilst clutching her whip.

"Will you relax, there is nobody here but us, now what on earth could have you this on edge; driving you to asking ME for help" Miles replied with a smirk, but was still concerned for his sister's plight.

"Hmph.. I suppose your right"… She muttered before adding..

"Well I am going to get straight to the point, they're on to us"

"What do you mean by "they'.. Wait.. What has this got to do with me?" He asked, now really concerned…

"Little brother, it has everything to do with you, you are tied to this case as much as I am!"

"Right… and how did you know that they are on to us?" Edgeworth pressed her harder for more information, hoping to get to the root of her sister's problem.

"Because I have been threatened!" She cried, while trying to hide her fear

"WHAT?" I now knew that this had to be serious. Few people were brave enough to threaten the great Franziska Von Karma, but to get her rattled to THIS extent; I knew there had to be more…

"He told me that we had both better start looking over our shoulders"…

"Wait, who told you?" Miles exclaimed, but he never got to find out who it was. The next thing he knew, two gunshots rang out; piercing the once tranquil night air. It only occurred to him that they were in his body when he went to see to Franziska, who had been struck with something.

Unfortunately, that was all he could do, as he quickly departed the land of the living. After they had been attacked, two hooded figures walked by them with a smirk.

The taller one made a phone call which lasted only a few seconds with the words: "it's done'.

The other set about erasing evidence of them ever being there, though they soon had an idea.

"Why don't we dispose of them both, set her up for killing him" one suggested to the other.

The other seemed to consider this for a moment, before replying with a smirk:

"I like the way you think, well, let's not waste any time then!" the other declared, and with that, they set about rearranging the scene. When they had finished, they left the police a gruesome sight, of my dead body and the unconscious form of Franziska, holding the murder weapon.

WN: Now back to Miles Edgeworth's Point of View

Within about fifteen minutes of the murder, the police came and within a few moments, there were detectives everywhere. By this stage, Franziska had woken up; stunned to discover my blood on her hands; only to be then told she was under arrest for my murder. I think that was the only time I have ever seen Franziska show pure unguarded emotion. She looked so lost; haunted even as they led her into the police car. Especially as her whip, her trademark weapon was just left there, lying in the moonlight...

I guess in a sick way, you have to give them credit for detail. They had made it look like she had attacked me before my death, and had even gone as far as to make an anonymous call to the police. You could say that it was the "perfect crime', with me dead, and Franziska in jail; her name destroyed, as well as her life. I just hope that she isn't going to be so stupid and not hire Wright as her lawyer. After all; he was the one who helped me out of a seemingly hopeless case...

Meanwhile... (Now Franziska's point of view)

Date: 24/02/2019, Time: 7am, Location: Detention Center

"I already told you Adrian Andrews, I am NOT GOING TO THAT MAN!" I yelled with anger and frustration at the woman sitting in front of me. While I appreciated the fact that Adrian cared enough to visit me as soon as she could, I wished she would go. I hated her seeing me; the master of perfection in such a state: Weak, imperfect and for the first time in my life vulnerable.

However, much to my disdain, Adrian Andrews refused to give up.

"Come on Franziska, just ask him, and besides, can you think of anyone else that would take your case?"

"..." As much as I hated to admit it, she had a point. Thanks to my supremacy in court, no defense attorney felt brave enough to help me, the foolish fools...

"Alright fine, call him..." I muttered, feeling totally defeated

"Thank you Franziska for finally seeing sense"

And with that, we said our goodbyes, and she left the building in order to carry out her promise. As I watched her leave, I felt something I never truly felt before. What I felt was a mixture of grief, fear and guilt. I HATED it. Now, I had been forced to put my life in the hands of a man whom of which I considered a fool; a man who seemed to constantly rely on luck to win the majority of his trials.… This was not going to be fun… Now I felt like the fool…..

WN: This is a revised version of the first chapter, from now on, pretty much all of this is in third person dialogue. Anyway, hope you all enjoy, and please review, thanks in advance! :D