Summary: Capcom never told us what Apollo was doing and feeling during the Cosmic Turnabout and Turnabout for Tomorrow. I decided to (terribly) write out what he did during the entire duration of the case! Please R&R!

December 15, 2027 – 12:23PM

Wright Anything Agency

(I don't really get why I always go to the office when I have no work to do… Oh. That's right. I have to water Charley. Who else is going to water him if I don't?)

I unlocked the door and stepped inside. The last month had been pretty quiet as we had no cases to work on. To my surprise, Athena actually wasn't there. She had been hanging around the office a lot, trying to learn more about lawyering and pestering Mr Wright and me.

"Hi Apollo," A certain spiky-haired lawyer said.

"Hey Mr Wright," I replied.

I noticed that Trucy wasn't there. "Trucy is actually at school, for once?"

"Yeah, it's amazing. Then again, this is her last week before the Winter break, so she wanted to go see her friends again."

I placed my briefcase on to the couch and turned on the TV. I flicked through many channels.

(They always have nothing good at midday.)

The HAT-2 rocket launch has been interrupted by a bombing that occurred at the Cosmos Space Center earlier today…

(Wait. What?)

I went back a few channels.

As well as the bombing, an astronaut who was scheduled to board the rocket has been murdered. The police have identified him as Clay Terran.

"CLAY!?" I yelled.

"Apollo…?" Mr Wright asked.

A suspect has been arrested at the scene – another astronaut, Solomon Starbuck. He was the astronaut on board the HAT-1 rocket, also known as the "HAT-1 Miracle". Police believed that he killed his fellow astronaut and bombed the space center he worked at.

"No… Clay!" I could feel the tears escaping.

"Apollo… did you… know him?" Mr Wright cautiously questioned.

I forced the tears to stay in. "He… he… was my… best friend…" I barely managed to get the words out.

"Oh Apollo… I'm… really sorry."

"Its fine, Mr Wright. Can you call Athena?"

"Of course. I think I already know that you are going to defend Mr Starbuck."

"I have to."

Mr Wright dialled Athena's number using the office phone.

"Athena. It's Mr Wright," he stated. "Look, can you go to the detention Center?"

He briefly explained what happened to her. I couldn't hear what she was saying, but it was very short.

"Thanks, Athena. Apollo really appreciates it." He hung up.

"She's heading to the detention center right now. I suggest you go quickly before she gets herself into trouble by trying to see Mr Starbuck," he said to me.

"Thank you, Mr Wright," was all I managed to say.

"Apollo, if you need any help, I'm here, okay?"

"I know."

I left the agency.

(x)

December 15

Detention Center

"Apollo!"

A red-haired girl rushed towards me. "Apollo! I… I don't know what to say… I feel terrible…"

"Athena, its fine. Don't worry about me. Right now, we have a duty to perform," I told her.

"R-right! Let's go in. I tried to see our client before but they…"

"…thought you weren't a lawyer?" I smirked.

"Hey! You meanie! They clearly didn't notice this shiny badge on my collar," she said as she pointed to her badge.

"Come on, Mr Starbuck is here now," I turned to the glass window in front of me.

(He hasn't changed a lot, just his hair is not a mess anymore, and it's a rocket shape.)

"Apollo! How have you been?" Mr Starbuck asked.

"Oh, me? I've been great, thanks," I replied.

"Hey, Apollo? How do you know the famous astronaut of the HAT-1 Miracle?" Athena whispered to me.

"During high school, Clay and Apollo always hung around at the space center – it was liked they worked there!" Mr Starbuck reminisced.

"Hey… do I know you from somewhere?" he looked at Athena.

"M-me? I don't think so… unless you've seen some of my trials!" Athena grinned. "My name is Athena Cykes!" she flashed a piece sign at him.

"Pleasure to meet you, Athena. I'm Solomon Starbuck," he introduced.

"Mr Starbuck, we would like to ask you if we could defend you in court tomorrow," I requested.

"Apollo... haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaangh," he sighed.

(That was a long sigh…)

"I'll be grateful if you can, but… I'm never going to be able to go to space again, am I? …And Clay…"

"Leave it to us, Mr Starbuck! We will clear your name so you can go to space again!" Athena smiled.

"Solomon Starbuck, you are due for questioning right now," the detention guard alerted.

"I'll see you at court, tomorrow, then," Mr Starbuck left the room.

"What a terrible outcome, an astronaut being accused of killing his fellow partner," Athena struggled to hold in tears.

"Hey, tiger! As you said, we will clear his name!" I tried to cheer her up.

"And we will!" Athena said determinedly. "But are you okay, Apollo? Clay… he was your best friend…"

"We'll be fine, right? I'M APOLLO JUSTICE AND I'M FINE!" I shouted.

"I'M ATHENA CYKES AND I'M FINE!" she shouted back.

"Where should we go now?" she pondered.

"Let's head to the space center now, if they'll let us investigate," I announced as we moved out of the detention center.

(x)

December 15

Cosmos Space Center

(Cosmos Space Center… a famous space center run by Yuri Cosmos… this place is hard to see knowing Clay is dead…)

The entrance was covered with security and reporters. It was going to be hard to get in this time.

"The space center is closed, folks," a guard informed us.

"We are Mr Starbuck's lawyers! Can you at least let us see the crime scene?" Athena begged.

"Hang on, let me give the detective in charge a call."

"Well, this is going to be a hard investigation," Athena advised.

"A bombing did happen here, you know," I mentioned.

"True," Athena answered.

"You lawyers? Yeah, the detective gave you permission to enter," the guard revealed.

"Let's head in, then," Athena said as we followed the guard into the space center.

(x)

December 15

Boarding Lounge

"Hey! You two! You are not allowed to enter the crime scene!" a police man shouted at us.

"We are Mr Starbuck's lawyers! We are here to investigate," Athena answered.

A familiar looking detective came to us.

"Detective Fulbright! You are in charge of this case?" I asked.

"Oh, it's you two! Yes, I am," he responded.

"Can we investigate the crime scene?" Athena requested.

"Not this time, sorry! Since this is connected with a bombing, we can't allow you guys to thoroughly investigate."

"We are Mr Starbuck's lawyers! Can't you make an exception?" Athena pleaded.

"Nope! I can't go against justice this time, you know. In justice we trust!"

"Can you at least give us an autopsy report, or tell us what the cause of death was?" I implored.

"Oh, sure! We have one here for the defence team," he handed us the autopsy report.

I opened up the file and started to read. I paused at the words "utility knife".

"Detective? What is this said utility knife?" I questioned.

"I'll show it to you, but that's all I'm letting you see! I'll also give you a photo of the crime scene," he said.

He went off to some of the other police officers.

"Utility knife…" Athena started.

"Do you know something, Athena?" I looked at her.

"H-huh? W-what? No," she stuttered.

Bracelet tightens.

(What? Did my bracelet… just tighten?

I must be imagining it…)

"Here's the photo! You can see the knife there, but here's the real thing," Detective Fulbright gave us the photo.

It was hard to look at Clay's dead body without crying. I only looked at it for a few seconds, then gave it to Athena.

Detective Fulbright was holding the murder weapon. It was a small knife – probably from some tool kit.

"A-ah! Is that it?" Athena spoke.

"Yes. A stabbing right to the heart. The killer sure knew the properties of a space suit," he disclosed.

"I… I see… I have never seen a knife of that type before."

Bracelet tightens.

(Second time… Athena doesn't have anything to do with Clay's… murder… does she?)

"Apollo? Earth to Apollo?" Athena snapped me back to reality.

"O-oh. Sorry. I was just thinking," I quickly said.

(Is my co-worker, my friend, related to this case?)

"Thank you, Detective Fulbright. Is Prosecutor Blackquill taking the prosecutor's bench?" Athena queried.

"Yes, he is. Excuse me, I better go now," Detective Fulbright mentioned as he went back to the crime scene.

"Athena? What do you think about the case?" I stated.

"H-huh? O-oh, the case. W-well, we don't have many details yet, and we haven't had a case like this before, so I can't say too much yet," Athena reported.

Bracelet tightens.

(Why is it tightening? She's… lying? About the case? Why would she?)

I attempted to focus my attention where she does her "nervous twitch". As she flicks her earring when thinking, she would occasionally hold onto it as she tensed.

(Okay, so now I know what her nervous twitch is… should I confront her about it?)

"Mr Justice and Miss Cykes, we have to ask you to leave now," a guard ordered.

"Yes, we are making our way out now," I exited the space center with Athena following behind.

(x)

December 15

Wright Anything Agency

"It's a confusing case, to say the least," I reported to Mr Wright. "It's hard to say, because we weren't allowed to investigate the crime scene at all."

"Yeah, but Detective Fulbright did give us the autopsy, and showed us the murder weapon," Athena claimed.

Bracelet tightens.

(Not again!? How am I going to even concentrate tomorrow if every time Athena talks about the case, my bracelet squeezes my arm?)

"You guys better get some rest before tomorrow then, I'm guessing Prosecutor Blackquill is in charge of the prosecution?" Mr Wright inquired.

"Yeah, he is. Thanks, boss," Athena waved goodbye as she left.

(She really can't be related to this case… it's about my best friend!)

"You alright, Apollo?"

"Yeah… just tired. I'm going to head out too," I picked up my briefcase and departed the office.

(x)

December 15

Apollo's Apartment

I dumped my briefcase on the couch. There was no way I was going to get any paperwork done tonight. I entered the kitchen and opened up the fridge. There was some leftover steak from last night, so I chucked that into the microwave.

I ran my hand through my hair as I slumped onto the couch.

"Athena really can't be related to this case, right? She didn't even know Clay!" I tried to convince myself.

"But my bracelet… when it squeezes my arm it's not lying..."

I glanced at the coffee table. A photo frame sat there with a picture of me and Clay. I picked it up, and I stared at it. I let the tears come out this time.

"Clay… we were supposed to live our dreams together… but now…" I sobbed.

"What am I supposed to do? Athena might be related to this case… and you're… you're-!" (How could I say the words out loud? DEAD?)

"Clay… I already miss you…" I cried harder.

I purposely grabbed my phone and dialled Clay's number. Of course, his voicemail message answered it.

"Hey! It's Clay. Sorry I can't take your call at the moment, sound doesn't travel in space, so I can't answer my phone out of the rocket. I think I left my phone there. Or maybe it's on Earth… anyway! Leave a message and I'm not really sure when I will answer back, but I will soon!"

I nearly through my phone at the wall. I didn't bother to leave a message. (He won't ever answer it, after all.)

I cleaned myself up and got out my dinner.

(x)

I collapsed onto my bed. (This case might break me…)

I could still see Athena's nervous twitch clearly in my head. The way she flicked her earring, then held onto it ever so often.

(That's it. I can't defend Mr Starbuck like this! I need to find a way to stop perceiving Athena's tell!)

"Hmm… an eye patch of sorts, that would work," I suggested. "What would I use for it, though?"

I made my way to my bathroom and opened up the medicine cabinet. I shuffled a few things aside before I saw the perfect material for the eye patch.

Bandage.

"I could convince Athena it was a sty, so it wouldn't be too suspicious," I let out a sigh of a relief.

(But a layer of bandage over my eye wouldn't make me forget about Athena's tell…)

It would have to do for now.

A/N: Hey guys! PurplePanda12 here! I hope you enjoyed the first chapter! I will be doing chapters for each day otherwise the story would be realllllyyy long and would take forever to read. I got this idea from re-playing 5 - 5 and wondered what Apollo was really up to. Some details may not be correct to the game, but I think most of it is accurate. Sorry if any of the characters are a bit OOC - I'm still getting used to writing to an already made character.

See you soon!

-PurplePanda12