Let me begin with a disclaimer. I topersnake do not own the ace attorney series. All that belongs to capcom. I only own the original plot points in this story and an OC's, if any, that appear. This story is for the enjoyment of others and not made for profit.

Now that is done. Some quick notes first, the actual story is embedded into the actual reality of the series. So there will be points of the story that are interrupted by one of the characters in the actual world. These points are marked with parentheses. This story toward the end will have shipping but for a little while there is no romance... at least for Phoenix.

Without further to do, enjoy the first chapter.

Pearl was being tucked into bed by her attorney friend. She was lying comfortably in her pajamas with a glass of warm milk. There was only one problem the girl had, she was not tired.

"Mr. Nick I'm not tired. Can I stay up? Maybe I can catch a glimpse of you and Mystic Maya having a wonderful time." The thoughts of the two becoming part of a romantic movie filled her head with lines such as, "Sorry to keep you waiting dear" or "We are all alone now." She now was completely immersed in her dream world, unaware of her surroundings.

Phoenix just rolled his eyes as he saw reality being distorted by her young mind. Then an idea came to his mind. "Hey…" No response came from the girl. He nudged her slightly, "Umm, I have a…" She was still living in the fantasy world. The lawyer decided to take more drastic measures. "Hey Pearls, Maya and I just kissed!"

Just like that she broke from her self-induced trance, "Where!" The prodigy whipped her head around to try to find the "action."

Another voice came crashing in from the office portion of the leased area. "NICK! How many times have I told you not to do that? I know you are just joking, but that might actually make it even more of a reality in her mind."

Pearl realizing the ruse of the dastardly trick was not pleased. A swift double-slap came across the face of the real life hedgehog man. "Don't lie to me. You put my hopes up…" A downcast look came across as she looked at the sheets she was under.

"Now that I have your attention I wanted to say that I have a story to tell you."

A sudden burst of energy sprung from the spirit medium as she threw off her sheets. The bed quickly became a personal trampoline. "Story! Story! Story!"

"Stop jumping on the bed!" It was of no use to him at the time. "Err, umm, OBJECTION!" A pointed finger was all that was needed to halt the bouncy child. "If you don't settle down I won't tell the tale."

The young Fey girl settled down with sheets now back over her body. "I'm ready."

The door behind Phoenix opened up as well. "Hey, I want to listen to a tale as well. One with action, excitement…"

"Romance" Maya gave a glare at Pearl saying with her eyes something like, "I do hope you don't mean a romance between Nick and me."

*sigh* "That is not going to happen in this story. Let me begin with my beautiful creation of my own mind."

Legends tell of a civilization. A civilization bent on two things, truth and justice. The land was filled with many successes. They were a prosperous and advanced people with inventions the world has long since forgotten. They are rumored to have medicine that could save the most helpless of the sick.

They created a system of dealing justice, their pride and joy. Unlike the present age where the mob rules over the fate of the accused, they were organized in delivering true justice. Some scholars even speculate that they had a death penalty for lying in their justice system as a law. To say the least, they were dead serious about truth and justice.

It was quite a shame that the nation fell. However no one who lives today knows how this great people vanished into nothingness. Some say that the people fought with each other and resulted in civil war. Others say that it was outside nations who coveted the land and decimated it out of jealousy. Some people claim that the people abandoned their quest for the truth and justice and were punished by their gods.

Even though the civilization is no longer standing, the legend still lives. Legend states that two artifacts were held on the same plane as their gods. These two artifacts alone hold tremendous power, but together they are said to point to a new age for the world. This is the legends of the turnabout.

A man wearing blue tinted chainmail and black boots walked down a street in the capital city of the country Cohdopia. He was 25 years old. He had black spiky hair that some swore that he used some material to keep it like that. Truth was he never used such product in his hair. He was known as a loner with no record of his existence in the records. Some people called him a vigilante for one reason and one alone, he was not afraid to expose lies and try to correct injustice.

("This guy sounds very familiar Nick."

"I don't know what you are talking about. Just listen to the story.")

Today was like any other day in the man's mind. He would just walk down the streets looking for something or rather someone. He hoped that someone was in trouble so he could be hired for his services and make his living.

"Hello good sir, would you like to look at my wares." The shop keeper motioned the armored man towards his shop.

He looked around the shop looking at what was being sold. Garbage… junk… useless… I already have one… "What's that in the corner?" He pointed to a sword in the corner. It was a brightly decorated blade with symbols he had never seen before. It was straighter than a line could ever be when drawn.

"Oh, that old thing, I found it just lying out in the open on my way to the city. I was going to melt it down to reuse the metal it was comprised of, but you can have it for only 20 gold coins."

That's not too bad. I needed to replace my old glaive anyways. He handed the cost of the object to the merchant. "I'll take it."

The ornate sword was handed over to the traveler inside its scabbard. "There you go. I hope you do stick around for the main event."

"Huh?"

"There's going to be a burning today. Rumor has it that a young lady killed her sister in cold blood. If you want to see it, it's in the town square." He pointed down the street towards the center of the citadel

Interesting I think I will attend and see what this is about. With new equipment in hand, he made his way to the town square.

He saw an immense crowd of people surrounding a pile of wood. On top of the wood was a female who was about 18 years old tied to a stump. She was petrified beyond all comparison. Her hair was black and long, it almost reached past her feet and had a top knot on top as well. She wore strange clothing which were foreign to the adventurer. It looked like a robe of some kind that only came down to about her knees. It was kept on by a sash. Over all her clothing was a purple coat-like thing.

Is this the lady that man was talking about? She's really young to be accused with murder of all things.

A man with a magenta colored full body armor and silverish hair, walked up to the soon to be burned pile of logs. He took a scroll that was handed to him by another armored man this time with green instead of the pinkish color. "Maya Fey you have been brought here today to pay for your crimes."

("Mr. Nick, why is Mystic Maya in the story?"

"Umm, all characters and plot in this story are a work of fiction. Any resemblance to peoples living or dead, events, and places are completely coincidental."

"Sure, whatever you say."

"Just listen you two.")

"You have been found guilty of murder. Not just any murder, but your own sister. Do you have any last words before your body is burned alive?" He looked up from the parchment at the accused's eyes.

Maya was desperate to live and tried to struggle to release herself from her bonds. "I didn't do anything! I know that for a fact!" Her eyes started to swell with tears as her voice diminished. "Please, someone, believe me." Her head drooped down and stared at the pile of wood.

A cacophony of voices were rising, "LET HER DIE! WE WANT JUSTICE! WE KNOW YOU DID IT!"

"Sir Edgeworth, we are ready to commence the execution, sir." It was the man in the green armor.

Edgeworth looked over his shoulder and turned and left the heap of wood. "Ignite the pile, Sir Gumshoe." Gumshoe gave the order to light the fire.

"HOLD IT!" A voice rang out from the crowd. The soldiers stopped immediately from what they were doing.

"Who dares questions me, the captain of the guard!?" The magenta armored man looked around demanding an answer.

The crowd was parting letting a spiky haired man in his chainmail through. "I do." He made his way forward. "This girl could very well be innocent." Maya's head rose up and a sense of hope appeared on her face.

The captain of the guard just shrugged his shoulders and shook his head "Ha, innocent? The guilty will lie to prevent themselves from being caught."

Our adventurer pointed a finger at the young woman. "Yes, but the innocent will tell the truth. How do we know that she did it?"

"That's because the victim wrote her killer's name onto a piece of parchment." He brought out a scrap reading, "Maya."

"Still how do we know that was written by the victim? The actual killer could have written it. I believe that this should be investigated and brought before a place that will determine guilt on evidence, not just a mob shouting."

"Hmph, that would be a waste of time. Commence the burning." He took his thumb and motioned it across his neck.

As they were about to send the young woman to an untimely death, a light from the sword that was just purchased emerged. It shone like the moon. A voice came from inside the blade. "Bring me against the skin of the girl. If she is lying I will turn as red as blood."

Edgeworth was shaking his head to rid himself of what he saw. "Talking swords? This is absolutely absurd. I must have had something slipped into my mead."

This is really strange. This doesn't happen normally. "I believe we should listen to it." He had the metal and skin make contact. The sword turned a shade of blue. The sword spoke again, "She speaks the truth, release her."

"Errrg, as much as I hate to say this release her. I know I'm not hallucinating anymore. Maybe the king is using his powers again." Miles seemed to be under some sort of trance as he spoke his words. "Gumshoe for almost sending an innocent young maiden to her death I will have to cut your rations." Edgeworth pointed his finger while moving it up and down.

"B-but you were the one to say it was her. Why am I the one under fire?"

"Do you want to have it cut even more?"

"N-no sir…" His expression was like a sad little puppy. He began to talk to himself quietly, "I knew I should have become a wizard."

The ropes were cut and the girl was relieved that she had narrowly escaped death. She took a look at the man who had saved her. She didn't know what to say as she stared at him.

Our loner walked away as the crowd dispersed, disappointed. He almost left the square as he heard a shout. "HEY MISTER!" He turned around to see the woman that he had rescued from fiery doom.

He tapped his foot against the ground. "What is it? I have places to go."

Maya rocked back and forth on her sandals that she wore. "Do you think I can come along? My sister took me to the city and then this happened." Her expression became depressed "You're an adventurer. I need someone to escort me back to my village in the country of Zheng Fa. You should do it you're a kind soul and I can trust you."

"The fact you come from the east, explains the strange clothing and hairdo." I guess I'll help. she did just lose her sister. I know what it means to be alone in this world. In fact I live that way every day since that. Maybe company might be nice for once. "I'll take you there."

She was elated and clasped her hands together "Knaht uoy! Ym eman si Ayam Yef"

The eyes of the blue chainmail wearing man almost bulged right out his eye sockets. "What!?"

She bowed her head to the wanderer apologetically. "S-sorry, I was so happy I slipped into my native tongue. I said thank you, my name is Maya Fey." Her face was smiling for once in the last couple of hours.

Our protagonist just scratched the back of his head, "My name is Phoenix Wright. I'm kind of a loner looking out for myself. Sometimes I'm for hire to help people who get into trouble. Since I'm being generous your fee has been canceled."

"You were going to charge me!?" She looked somewhat angry at our wandering defender of the helpless.

Phoenix sweated nervously as his eyes darted around to think of something on the fly. "Umm, what do you do? Heh heh."

Answering the question and changing the conversation came from Maya. "I'm a spirit medium. I channel dead spirits." Her eyes gave the look of, "You're not going to believe me."

"So you're a real medium. Not surprising coming from a mystical land such as Zheng Fa. So, can I see you channel someone?"

"Did I forget to mention that I'm still learning? Doing that on the fly would be a problem." Her head bowed in shame.

"I see…"

"Mind if I might ask a question of you sir? I think you need to tell me how you were able to know I was telling the truth. Do you have a magatama?" She played with the necklace around her neck.

"No, what are you talking about? It was this sword. You did see it, right?" He brought the strange weapon out of its scabbard. "Strange, swords don't talk. It also started to glow as well."

Maya examined the blade; a sense of shock took over her body. No it can't be it's just a myth, right? If it was that artifact, it would have blinded us all when it shone. Her finger went over the symbols written on its hilt.

Wright had an inquisitive expression and stroked his chin. "Is there a problem?"

Maya grabbed his wrist and dragged him down the street. "We have to get to my village, Kurain Village ASAP. Cross that last part off. First, we have to get some grub. We have the choice between burgers or ramen. Wait, I forgot Cohdopia doesn't have ramen. Then it's burgers. You are paying correct?"

*sigh* I have a bad feeling my satchel is going to be empty by the time we reach this village. "Yeah sure."

"Time waits for no one Phoenix. Actually I'm going to give you a nickname, using Phoenix is so bland. I got it; Nick will be your nick-name. Tehe, I made a pun."

What is this girl's problem? This is going to be one long trip.

Pearl was slightly irritated. "Why didn't you two kiss in the story? It was so romantic. You were Mystic Maya's knight in shining armor in her darkest hour." Her face lit up with her thoughts about the medium and attorney.

"Pearls, two things wrong with that theory. First, they just met. Second, I said there was going to be no romance in this story, just adventure, excitement, and action."

"Why do I all of a sudden speak another language?"

Phoenix rolled his eyes. "It's not real. Just sit back and enjoy the ride." He continued with his epic tale…

A/N There you have it the first chapter. I do hope you figured out Maya's apparent "first" language quickly. Well then let me know what you think, or not your choice, by leaving a review. Enjoy the rest of your time surfing the waves of the world wide web.