Wow...I can't believe how long it's been since I've touched this program known as "OpenOffice". Well, as you probably already know, I'm going to start writing again. If I take anymore of this, I don't think I'll be able to write any longer!

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Chapter 3: DAY 2-1: TRIAL FORMER

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-March 9th, 9:39 AM, District Courthouse Defendant Lobby No. 2.-

"'Morning, Nick." Phoenix Wright's assistant, Maya Fey, greeted said attorney with a smile.

'How she can smile through all of this is beyond me. I mean, we've barely any ammunition for the trial, and there's evidence piling up against them!'

"Say, where's our clients?" Maya piped up, waiting not for a reaction from the man.

"Huh...?" Phoenix was in a daze. He couldn't even think straightly right now, much less respond to his assistant.

"Earth to Nick! You're clients have been found GUILTY!" The spirit medium shouted at the top of her lungs.

"WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Wright's scream echoed out and about, and a few of the judges could be heard slamming their gavels in shock.

"OBJECTION! The defense disagrees! There has not been an ounce of proo-"

"WHAM!" Phoenix suddenly felt a large power come over him, and suddenly, he was face-to-face...with the floor.

"Ack! Maya," the spiky haired man grumbled, "what was that all about?!"

"Pull yourself together, Nick! We're not even going to get past the first cross-examination if you keep spacing out like this!" She responded to his question.

"But that's a good question," Phoenix returned to the original topic, "what happened to our clients?"

"Sorry, Wright," A familiar voiced loomed over the attorney's shoulders.

Spinning around, Phoenix's eyes met the holder of the unknown voice.

"but the defendants are currently in the detention center. We're having guards surrounding their cell. We can't be having them escaping now, can we?" A man in a red suit, ruffled jacket, and a white bib-like object, answered the blue suit's question.

"E-edgeworth!"

This man's name is Miles Edgeworth. He's the top prosecutor around these parts, and can be considered to be a rival of sorts.

We first met seventeen years ago, as mere children in a school. But this isn't the right time to be talking about that.

He's the prosecution in today's trial, so we'll be seeing a lot more of him.

"Wright. Nice to see you. Unfortunately, my only intention of coming here was to tell you that your clients won't be present at today's trial. So, I'll be taking my leave, now." Edgeworth promptly left the defendant lobby soon after he replied.

"So, I guess this means no clues from our "friends", huh?" Maya asked, quite meekly.

"I guess not."

"Attention. The defense and prosecution are to report to Courtroom No. 5 Immediately. The trial will start soon." A speaker blared out well into the courthouse buildings.

"That's our cue." Phoenix muttered, before moving towards one of the courtrooms.

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-March 9th, 10:00 AM, District Courthouse Courtroom No. 5-

The audience chattered loudly as the judge slammed his gavel against the mahogany desk.

"Court is now in session for the trial of..."

"What is it, your Honor?" inquired Phoenix.

"No, no, it's nothing, it's just..." he paused for a second, "how do you pronounce these names?" His Honor replied.

"Ummm...it's AR-SEE-US and GI-RAW-TEE-NAW, Your Honor."

"...Err...Thank you, Mr. Wright. Let's try that again."

-March 9th, 10:03 AM, District Courthouse, Courtroom No. 5-

The judge's gavel slammed against the mahogany desk once more.

"Court is now in session for the trial of Arceus and Giratina." His Honor repeated once again.

"Are the defense and prosecution ready?"

"The defense is ready, Your Honor." Phoenix answered his question as he always did.

"The prosecution is ready as always, Your Honor." Edgeworth also replied to His Honor's question, with a similar response.

"Acknowledged. Your opening statement, if you will, Mr. Edgeworth."

"As of our current investigation, the prosecution is to believe the defendants have committed the crime. We have several pieces of evidence ready against the defense to prove its point."

His Honor nodded. "Please, call your first witness to the stand, Mr. Edgeworth."

"The prosecution calls Detective Dick Gumshoe to the stand!"

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As court reconvened, the detective in the dirty, filthy overcoat took the witness stand.

"Name and occupation, if you will." Edgeworth asked Gumshoe politely.

"Name's Dick Gumshoe. I work down at the local precinct, pal." The good detective replied back to Edgeworth.

'Seems like Detective Gumshoe and Edgeworth are confident about today...Oooogh...' Phoenix thought fiercely to himself.

"Now, Detective, if you would so kindly explain the circumstances of this crime to the court, please."

"Yessir!" Gumshoe saluted Edgeworth, and he began to speak a bit.

"On the day of the incident, the Hall of Origin was...abnormally active. Then, suddenly, a bomb had been detonated, destroying the victim's bodies, minds, and taking their lives instantly. We currently have the detonator switch with us." Gumshoe submitted the evidence.

-Detonator added to the Court Record-

"After the explosion, the defendants had prepared this all along! They walked away, and later came in and fainted, or so to speak. Here's a diagram of the Crime Scene."

-Hall of Origin Diagram filed into the Court Record-

"OBJECTION!" The defense objected quite loudly.

"But you have no proof that my clients had, in fact, detonated the bomb! Not to mention, that if you say that this happened, again, you lack conclusive proof."

"OBJECTION!" The prosecution gladly returned the defense's objection.

"Now, now, impatient, are we, Mr. Wright? Let the detective finish his testimony." Edgeworth turned the defense's objection around quite easily.

"Yeah, pal! Lemme finish!" Gumshoe yelled at Phoenix.

"The witness will refrain from personal responses to the defense!" His Honor replied to Gumshoe's sudden but predictable outburst.

"So, where was I? Oh, yeah! The detonator held the prints of both of the suspects, and the autopsy report stated that the victims suffered from severe bleeding, broken bones, and first degree burns, as well as blunt force trauma before perishing."

-Autopsy Report added to the Court Record-

-Detonator updated in the Court Record-

'Ugh...The evidence just keeps piling up...' Phoenix was in peril. Already, the judge was siding with the prosecution.

But he knew he couldn't let up. Not now, of all times.

"I think I am ready to issue a verdict on this matter. Does the defense have any last remarks on this case?"

'I have to think! There has to be some doubt in this testimony!'

"Your Honor, I have some evidence that contradicts the prosecution's claim." Phoenix stated coolly.

"Oh? So, Wright, what exactly is contradictory in this detective's testimony?" Edgeworth inquired, although he was confident.

"The fact that the defendants were even plotting this crime is enough of an inconsistency to warrant a cross-examination." The attorney countered the prosecutor.

"So, Mr. Wright. Let's see your "evidence." Please present a piece of evidence that would throw doubt on this claim!" The judge exclaimed.

"TAKE THAT!"

"Your Honor, I believe this is the piece of evidence that you are looking for." Phoenix answered, a calm but confident look spread on his face.

"Hm? What's this? A floor panel? Mr. Wright, I have a question for you. What exactly is wrong with this piece of evidence?"

"TAKE THAT!"

"Try again, Your Honor. If I'm not mistaken, there should be some type of substance present on the panel."

"Eh? Why, the defense is completely correct! What is this substance? It clearly isn't blood, of any sort!"

"It is a liquid containing reproductive cells. In other words, semen, Your Honor. So I conclude with this: How is it possible to have committed murder when already in progress of intercourse?!" Phoenix exclaimed!

"Y-yes, Mr. Wright has a point. Mr. Edgeworth, why didn't you have the detective testify to this extent?!" His Honor demanded.

"Hm? I'm sorry, Your Honor, come again?" Edgeworth seemed too innocent and calm.

'Hmph. It doesn't look like this was conclusive enough to damage him. But I've opened a hole of doubt! I have to move on from here!'

"I simply had no need. Because even though cells were found that belonged to the suspects, they were made at a time earlier to the crime!" Edgeworth took this opening to attack the defense's claim.

"WHAT?!" Phoenix was dumbfounded, and was sweatdropping.

The rest of the court, however, was in an uproar.

"What? There's no way that can be right!"

"This is the weirdest case I've seen so far..."

"Mommy, what's going on? Where do kids come from?"

"Not now, dear."

The judge slammed his gavel against desk. Three times, in fact.

"I will have order in this court!" He shouted, ordering for peace. Following that, he shook his head.

"This simply will not do. We'll need further testimony if we are to truly uncover the truth. Witness, would you be so kind as to testify for the court, what really happened that fateful day?"

"Yessir, Your Honor sir!" Gumshoe happily accepted the judge's terms.

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-Witness Testimony; The Scene of The Crime-

"It all started when we, the Police Department, were called to the scene."

"The caller, was none other than one Phoenix Wright!"

"When we arrived on the scene, however, the crime scene was painted in the sickly color of red; in other words, blood."

"As we entered the huge building, we came across the weird substances on the floor panels."

"Soon after, we discovered the bomb detonator, but we had no luck with finding the actual bomb remains."

"What made the suspects suspicious, was the fact that their fingerprints covered the detonator so thoroughly."

"By that time, none of the evidence initially left behind at the crime scene remained."

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"So, Mr. Wright. Are you satisfied with this testimony?" Both His Honor and Edgeworth asked Phoenix.

"Nope. There was an inconsistency in there, and I intend to fi-"

"Psssst! Nick!" Maya, after keeping quiet for a long period of time, spoke up.

"Huh...? What is it, Maya?" Phoenix discreetly asked his assistant.

"When we were done with questioning, I wandered back to the scene of the crime and picked this...thing up." The spirit medium handed the defense attorney the remains of some type of machinery.

"I dunno what it can do, or how it'll help us, but this is our only shot!"

-Machinery Fragments filed into the Court Record-

"Now, if Mr. Wright and his girlfriend are done with their idle banter...Are we allowed to begin this cross-examination?"

"Yes, Your Hon-...Wait, what? No, it's nothing like that! I'm serious!"

"Please, before we get off-topic, I suggest we commence the cross-examination." Edgeworth coolly replied.

About three of his fans fainted in the audience above.

Phoenix sighed, 'Will I ever get a normal case? With normal people and normal circumstances?'

-Cross-Examination; The Scene of The Crime-

"When we arrived on the scene, however, the crime scene was painted in the sickly color of red; in other words, blood."

"HOLD IT!"

"So by that time, the victims were dead and the blood had dried, correct?" Phoenix inquired.

"Yep. The forensics team performed a few tests on the blood, and the bodies, pal. They indicated that the victims were long gone and that the blood was slowly scraping off the floor's surface."

'Hm. So they were already gone, then?'

"Well, Mr. Wright? Was that bit of testimony of any value?

Phoenix shook his head. "No, Your Honor. The defense does not mark this as important."

'Wait a minute...If Maya found these remains at the crime scene, then...I know what these parts are now!'

"By that time, none of the evidence initially left behind at the crime scene remained."

"OBJECTION!"

"I'm sorry, Detective Gumshoe. Could you please repeat that bit of testimony?"

"Oh, there was no longer any evidence left behind, pal. What of it?"

"Everything." Phoenix grinned.

"Huh?"

"Your Honor, could you please take a look at these?" He presented the machinery parts.

"Hm? Oh, these are...what exactly are they, Mr. Wright?" His Honor inquired innocently.

"They are machinery parts, found at the crime scene. The defense conducted its own investigation, and discovered this piece of evidence. Although we are not sure as of this point..." The defense lawyer paused.

"We are certain that these are the remains of the bomb! In other words, the bomb fragments!"

"AH!" Edgeworth, for the first time in the trial, was flabbergasted.

"I could've sworn we had all of the evidence..." That was the only intelligible part of the prosecutor's sentence; the rest of the rant was all a bunch of mutters.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Edgeworth; if this is what you truly claim, you've missed a vital piece of evidence," Thinking for a second, the defense continued it's objection, "not to mention, that this piece of evidence could turn this case on its head!" Wright finished, earning a shocked response from Detective Gumshoe and Edgeworth.

The court start blabbering about some of the most absurd ideas.

"Hey! What if this is forged evidence?!"

"There he goes again..."

"Wow, going so far to defend some kind of...creatures..."

"BANG" The judge slammed his gavel against the tabletop once more.

"I will have order in this court! Mr. Edgeworth! How could you have missed this important piece of evidence!" he snapped harshly.

"I...errr...umm...Detective!"

"Yes, Mr. Edgeworth sir?"

"Look forward to your next payday. I'm sure you'll love it."

"...!" Gumshoe, with a shocked look on his face, put on a pitiful stance, almost about to cry.

"Your Honor, the defense would like to have this piece of evidence analyzed!" Phoenix cried.

"At this point, it seems of the utmost importance. Very well. I shall approve the defense's request. Mr. Edgeworth?" His Honor took the message.

"Yes, Your Honor?" Edgeworth asked.

'Well...It seems he's made a full recovery...' Phoenix thought to himself. He was worried, as if he had just hammered down the last nail into his coffin. Maybe, maybe not.

"It seems both the defense and prosecution agree on this point. Mr. Edgeworth, would you mind if you dropped by the precinct to analyze this evidence. I request that a 20 minute recess take action." The judge nodded, and slammed his gavel.

"Yes, sir."

"Court is adjourned for a twenty-minute recess!"

The court walked out of the grand double doors, as well as the side doors.

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-March 9th, 11:14 AM, District Courthouse Defendant Lobby No. 2-

"Phew..." The defense attorney sighed. Already, the trial had turned into a scarred and burnt warfield.

"Nick?" Maya asked, knocking Phoenix out of his temporary trance.

"Huh? What? Oh, it's just you, Maya."

"...Who did you think I was?" She replied with a question.

"Umm...Nothing, never mind."

"Okay, then..."

"So, the trial has led us this far...It's only been an hour since court had convened. And now, we have a decisive piece of evidence. The trial...the not guilty lies on this thin thread..."

'I REALLY hope those fragments lead me somewhere...'

"But, Nick, what about the other facts?" Maya asked innocently.

"You mean...the fact that...ugh, I can't get that off my mind either. The circumstances of the crime, or rather, the circumstances of the victims and defendants themselves. Not to mention, I can't even begin to imagine what was going on that day. I certainly hope that that "party" they mentioned was this after all..." Nick looked like he was about to vomit, but resisted the urge. He was looking a bit green, though.

"So...wait, what?" Maya puffed up. "Nick, you pervert! Don't tell me you were actually thinking about that!"

"SMACK"

Suddenly, Phoenix found himself on the floor, grabbing his cheek and writhing on the floor in intense pain.

"Ugh...I've gotta watch out for that...But anyways, what really did transpire that day? If our clients are really innocent..."

"Then who's our guilty party?" The spirit medium finished for him.

"Mr. Wright! The judge requests you show yourself at the courtroom. The trial is about to reconvene." A bailiff mentioned.

"Oh. Okay, then. Let's head in, Maya."

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-March 9th, 11:35 AM, District Courthouse, Courtroom No. 5-

Phew! Finally finished...and what do you know, nine pages!!!

Oh...someone wanted me to say something about chicken...Oh, never mind.

I also hope you pray for us authors over at LM. We're going through some hard times, and I hope you know that you shouldn't poke fun at this.

Well, Pikachu247, over and out!

-Pikachu247

Next Time: DAY 2-2: TRIAL LATTER