Surprisingly I already have three followers and two reviews. Maybe I should do more Ace Attorney stories, lol. As for the one reviewer, yes I am inspired and did write my first chapter similarly to Complete Turnabout. However, I have no intentions of copying that story. As you will see from this chapter onwards, there will be far more deviations between Prosecutor Apollo Justice's world and the canon Defense Attorney world. Also, you should note some very specific differences that change the story. One is that Apollo remembers everything before waking up in his new world and has no psyche-locks. Two as this chapter illustrates I intend to write both sides of the story, not just our friendly Apollo Justice. Three yes I do have Franziska in this fanfic but that's to avoid adding new prosecutors into the story for no reason. Instead, we will be meeting new defense attorneys who aren't as friendly as the canon ones. Also, I totally want to ship a prosecutor and defense attorney so I choose Franziska/Apollo. No, I'm dead serious I will be shipping those two thanks to helping from our newest prosecutor. Four I am only having like two prologue chapters one for each of the Apollos and am immediately placing them in the action instead of having the comic what the heck is going on chapters that make up a good portion of the chapters. I am not writing a mystery fanfiction per say so I will explain everything pretty early instead focusing on the situations vs. questioning all the differences. Also, the story will deviate a lot more from the canon plot in the AU world. And finally, I am spoiler going to make the villains of this story be Defense attorneys. Muwahahaha! Also, I choose to do a story like this because if you look it up there are almost no if any prosecutor Apollo stories so I decided to start a story with a fresher story arc. Now then back to important things. Disclaimer I do not own Ace Attorney or Complete Turnabout, I am merely influenced by these characters and the plot. Also, from now on pay attention to the initials PAJ and DAAJ since they signify which Apollo I am writing about. And finally, the story cycle will always have PAJ's cases completed before DAAJ's for the obvious reason that they will be the same cases done differently(mystery of finding a killer vs. convicting the correctly identified murderer). Read, review and enjoy and I will eventually begin writing The Southern Turnabout(the first case). C:

Chapter 2 PAJ

Location: Hospital

Time: 8:21am September 23st, 2028

I felt strange as I began waking from a dreamless sleep. The first sensation was pain followed by the sound of blurry voices. Which is weird considering they were both female and I thought if anyone was in my apartment it would be the Chief and maybe Franziska or another prosecutor. Unless that was my mentor Lana but she is busy dealing with state affairs since her promotion. Little did I know that this was the beginning of the strangest day of my life and that's saying a lot.

"Hey, mommy I think he's waking up." said a young voice that I tried to place.

Wait is that Mr. Wright's daughter? What's she doing here? After all, we only meet rarely and I and her father aren't friends.

Gingerly I opened my eyes then snapped them shut instantly. All I could see was blinding white that burned my corneas. That's when I realized we were in a hospital as I heard the familiar hum of the heart machines.

But wait, I only sipped and feel yesterday and that was just a small concussion. But then again why does my head hurt so much and feel so stiff?

"Polly, how are you?" Trucy asked curiously I could feel her shadow over me.

"Polly?" I replied hoarsely feeling my mouth which felt dry from nonuse. "My name is Apollo, not some birds name."

"You feeling alright, Polly? Mom, do you think he's experiencing memory loss?" Trucy asked another woman who came closer.

I opened my eyes and blinking rapidly to get used to the blinding light. I was indeed in a standard hospital bed and there were currently two people in the room. One was Trucy who was wearing a magician's costume like the ones I constantly see her in. Then, the other woman in the room was….

"Lamoire, what are you doing here? I thought you were in Borginia for a concert." I asked confused at the sight of the woman from my second case a prosecutor. We rarely spoke yet she often wrote to me in letters. "And since when are you Trucy's mother?" I asked realizing what Trucy had said earlier coming to a quick conclusion.

"What are you talking about Apollo? I told you yesterday that my name is Thalassa Gramarye, you know Trucy's birthmother? Is this ringing bells?" Thalassa asked worrying why I seemed to have such weird and chaotic memory gaps.

"No, yesterday I was working with Edgeworth catching up on paperwork then slipped and fell onto the floor." this caused both parties to stare at me weirdly.

"No, you whacked your head when Thalassa told you she was your mother…," Trucy said afraid of my reaction.

Before I question this revelation, the door opened and in came two people I could deal without today. I already had my usual glare towards Mr. Wright and Miss Cykes not yet noticing they looked totally different.

"Oh Apollo, I see you're finally awake. That's wonderful, we were worried you'd be out for days and miss your flight to Kurain." Miss Cykes said smiling and holding her hands together.

"Apollo, is something the matter?" Mr. Wright asked seeing my irritated glare.

"What are You doing here?" I said with a menace that shocked everyone in the room.

"Polly, are you alright?"

"Are you feeling alright s… Apollo."

"Why are you talking to the boss like that? You should know better." all three cried out at once ringing my eardrums especially Miss Cykes screaming.

"Boss?" I said confused then I noticed something strange.

Miss Cykes looked more gentle, kinder, and wasn't carrying a certain item I dreaded. Mr. Wright wasn't wearing his usual clothes instead wearing a blue suit, tie, and to my complete bewilderment a defense attorney badge.

"I think something is wrong with Polly. Next thing, you know he'll forget he's a defense attorney."

"Wait, WHAT?" I screamed completely confused and everyone stared in surprise at my reaction. "If this is some kind of prank or practical joke, you've gone too far. There's no way I'd ever be a…" I began before the door banged open and a woman wearing purple spiritual kimono for spirit mediums with black hair and an overly cheerful attitude. Then to my further bewilderment the Chief walked in awkwardly glaring at this new guest.

"Oh, Nick. How's Apollo? Is he doing alright? Oh, look, he's awake, what a relief." she rambled bewildering my already confused mind.

"Miss Fey, I told you not to enter you just interrupted an entire conversation." he chided the woman.

"Miles, what's going on here? If this is a joke, it's a rather bad one." I asked still confused.

"Pardon, Mr. Justice? I am rather confused. Or does he have a concussion?" Miles asked Mr.
Wright.

"I dunno. He's acting very weird."

"I am not. And I don't have a concussion, my name is Apollo Justice prosecutor of law." I replied irritated by this game. Silence waved through the room as everyone stared at me like I was crazy.

"Did mom revealing the truth make you delusional, Polly? You're a defense attorney and the only one who would be joking in this situation and if you are it's not funny." Trucy said thinking I was the one with the faulty memory.

Thalassa moved her hand towards a bracelet just like mine. And muttered something I couldn't hear.

"So you really are my mother?" I asked seeing an opportunity to ask this question amidst the chaos.

"Yes," she replied simply. I honestly didn't know how to react with all this information overload but she turned towards the other. "He's not lying but that should be impossible."

"Let me check." Mr. Wright said before touching something in his pocket. "Apollo, could you repeat what you just said."

"It's Mr. Justice to you," I replied icily shocking the rest of them and making them back away before repeating myself. "My name is Apollo Justice prosecutor of law."

Mr. Wright seemed to try to see something then shaking his head. "No black psyche-locks."

"And I don't hear any discord in his heart." Miss Cykes said next.

"And yet what he says is not true," Miles replied also confused.

"Hey, maybe it's not really Apollo. Maybe it's an alien disguising himself as Apollo." Maya replied enthusiastically and then began pulling at my face like I was wearing a mask.

" . I..'m…. Not wearing.g a mask." I said muffled by her pulling at my lips before she let go making me yelp in pain.

"Okay, maybe it's an alternative Apollo?" she suggested causing Miles to shake his head.

"Now that sounds like a pile of fanfiction, my dear Miss Fey. I think further studying will be needed before we draw any conclusions." Miles replied calmly.

"Oh." she said simply.

"But what do we do with this Apollo?" Athena asked sweating profusely.

"Perhaps, letting him take on a case will jog his real memories."

I immediately was becoming irritated especially since everyone was talking about me like I wasn't here.

"I AM RIGHT Here. And I am perfectly fine! I remember everything correctly!" I stated angrily.

"Okay, okay. We believe you. Can everyone except the Wrights please leave. That way we can help Apollo easier."

"Alright." everyone grumbled still worried about me I assumed and soon enough only Miles, Mr. Wright, and Trucy were left.

"Now then, I propose letting Apollo take charge of the defense for a current case the prosecution got today. The evidence is still fresh so he should be able to reclaim his memories. Luckily, that injury is mostly healed so he should be fine."

"Are you sure Mr. Edgeworth, what if Apollo has a concussion and collapses?" Trucy asked worried about her brother.

"That's why I want you to be his assistant. That should help jog his memory if he has a memory problem." Miles amended noticing my glare.

"Fine, if it will prove to you that I am a prosecutor. I will take on the case. So what's the case?" I asked getting straight to business.

"Murder, the victim was a Miss Aurora Summers, an English professor at the University of New Orleans at Yung's Hotel at 71 Cherry St. Currently, Miss Yung, the owner, is suspected of the murder. I trust you know how to investigate a crime scene still?"

"Of course, I will have that place combed inside out. Now why, are we stilling standing around let's go." I replied excitedly to discover another killer not for the murder but for the thrill of the job.

"Hold it!" Mr. Wright started. "Who's the prosecutor? I don't want my daughter hurt."

"Well, you'll be happy to know you know her. Don't worry I confiscated her weapons so she can't harm you precious daughter. Lucky for you, I am the chief prosecutor now and can threaten her with job loss. A humiliation on her 'perfect' record." Miles smiled while Mr. Wright was sweating in fear.

"Wait for her!? But wasn't she working for Interpol? What's she doing back?" he asked confused.

"Simple. She completed her internal work and decided to permanently move to the US. So you'll be seeing her a lot more."

"Oh God!" Mr. Wright screamed in shock and fear.

:Anyways, I will see you two later. I have work to catch up on. Besides, you need to sign Mr. Justice out and head to the crime scene. Until we meet again." he finished bowing and then leaving elegantly.

"Show-off. Anyways, I have paperwork I have to catch up on or the fire department will fine us for fire hazards so I hope you two can handle this,?"

"Of course, daddy we'll make sure Mrs. Yung is proven innocent, right Apollo?" Trucy asked me.

"I guess but I don't know how to defend clients."

"Oh, that's easy. I'll show you the ropes, Polly."

"Okay, I will sign you out now Apollo. So get ready for your next case. I'll be right back." Mr. Wright now left.

I finally felt relief that all these people were gone. I decided I might as well get up and go get changed.

"Oh um, Trucy where are my clothes?"

"Oh, hold on a minute." she replied before pulling out those weird pants and pulling out clothes with magic.

"Okay, thank you."

I proceeded to the bathroom thinking hard.

Okay, I seem to be a mysterious world where I am a defense attorney. Everyone who I have no connection to seem to be my friends and I am now on my way to a new case. What the heck is going on? Am I in a parallel timeline where I became a defense attorney? But why would I ever become one? After what happened, why would I ever in a million years become an attorney.

After entering, the bathroom I took a look at the clothes. I noticed they were my style but much cheaper clothes. A simple white dress shirt with a red vest that was black on the back and a blue tie. My dress pants were also vibrantly red and simple brown loafers that cost like ten or twenty bucks. As I dressed, I noticed still more changes in how I looked in the bathroom mirror.

My body was more athletic yet clearly more lean from what I assumed was from malnutrition from a lower income. I knew for a fact Defense Attorneys had far less sustainable paychecks than prosecutors. Probably because the state had to pay decent wages vs. under-the-table wages given to most defense attorneys. I also noticed to my dismay I was shorter than I usually was since I recall being the taller since my normal height was 6'4 but I am clearly a few inches shorter. I guessed if this was an AU universe then I must have grown up in complete poverty. I could still recall my adopted parents so I was wondering if this 'Apollo' was adopted by a poor family or even adopted at all. Maybe I should ask Clay when I see him?

Now that I was all dressed I walked out and Mr. Wright was waiting.

"Okay, I'll see you two later. Here you'll need these." Mr. Wright said handing me a few things.

Ironically, I was so disorientated this whole time and trying to make sense of everything failed to notice my bracelet was missing.

Evidence added to Court Record:

Gramarye Bracelet

Cellphone

City Map

Defense Attorney's Badge

"Thanks," I muttered reluctantly.

"Okay, Apollo let's go!" Trucy yelled before yanking me away.

"Wait for me! Slow Down," I yelled heading out for my first case as a Defense Attorney.

Court Record:

Profiles:

Apollo Justice- That's me. I woke up this morning in a hospital bed and to my bewilderment seem to be in a parallel universe. For some reason, I am supposed to be a Defense Attorney….

Mr. Wright- A man I know all too well from my world. He's the reason I became a prosecutor. But for some reason he has his badge again despite all that transpired in my world….

Trucy Wright- Mr. Wright's daughter and apparently my sister. I rarely talked to her in my world but I know she's a famous magician. For some reason, she seems very close to the Apollo calling me Polly all the time.

Thalassa Gramarye- My mother apparently. Something happened last night winding up with this Apollo getting injured for some reason I woke up in his body. I don't know whether to be happy about knowing who gave birth to me….

Miles Edgeworth- The chief prosecutor of this district succeeding my mentor Lana Skye. He is a brilliant man who uses his intellect to solve the toughest of crimes. He is the only prosecutor who in my world people say is better than me.

Maya Fey- A friend of Mr. Wright's apparently but I honestly know nothing about. She seems overly excitable but I never meet her until today.

Miss Cykes- A defense attorney I have battled many times in court. In my world, she is ruthless and uncaring but here she seems much like Miss Fey. I guess we were coworkers and close in this world

Miss Aurora Summers- an English professor at the University of New Orleans and victim of the crime that occurred at 71 Cherry St. I have no other data on this woman.

Evidence:

Gramarye Bracelet- My beloved bracelet from childhood using it I can determine if people are lying or not. It is identical to my own bracelet and Thalassa's proving we are related.

Cell Phone- The same type of cell phone I have back at home but way out of date. I can use this to contact anyone I need.

City Map- A map of LA so I can navigate the streets. It is marked with the crime scene.

Defense Attorney's Badge- The badge given out to Defense Attorneys who have passed the bar exam. For some reason, this Apollo became a Defense Attorney even though I'm a prosecutor.