This is what was originally in my head when I wrote this fan-fiction. I decided to go through and elaborate from this...**SPOILERS FOR 2-4**
Phoenix opened his eyes to unfamiliar surroundings. He blinked a couple times and rubbed his eyes to get the sleep out. The sun shining through the gaudy curtains reminded him that he was in the penthouse suite of the tacky hotel. His head complained as he slowly sat up. He heard voices and realized they were Maya and Pearls cheery giggles. He also heard another voice ... male. Miles. Last evenings events replayed in his mind as he swung his long legs over the side of the bed. Funny, he couldn't remember getting to bed. The last thing he remembered was him and Miles sitting on the couch drinking and recalling their youth. Phoenix groaned as his head remembered the drinking. He stood up and padded to the restroom.
"Good morning, Phoenix. Good to see you are awake and in one piece!" Miles startled Phoenix as he ran his shin into the corner of the bed.
"Owww..." He howled as fell onto the bed gripping his shin.
Miles chuckled as he tried to get a good look at Phoenix's shin. It was at that point that Phoenix realized he only had boxers on and blushed.
"Look, its fine. I just bruise easily and .. and it'll be fine." He fumbled as he tried to get off the bed and out of Miles's sight.
"Phoenix, I saw you in your boxers last night. I'm the one that brought you to bed. You have nothing to be ashamed of." Phoenix froze in the bathroom door frame. He closed his eyes and swallowed, hard. He was starting to get to know Miles again, but he wasn't sure he wanted to know him that well.
"I — I ... uhhh... n-nothing happened... r-right? I-I ... you j-just put m-me into bed. I-I didn't ... didn't...
Miles interrupted him. "No Phoenix, nothing happened. You passed out on the couch and I dragged you in here. I was too drunk to drive home and too tired to walk back out to the couch so I stayed in here with you... on my side of the bed." He had his usual smug look and smug cross-armed stance. Phoenix let out a sigh and scrutinized Miles. He was in a long dark bathrobe and his hair was a bit disheveled. He had never seen Miles in anything but his crazy magenta suits and the stupid cravat. "Take a shower and join us. Maya and Pearls and I are having breakfast. Why are you staring at me... GO!"
Phoenix smiled to himself and walked into the bathroom.
"Wow what a spread!" Phoenix, freshly showered, was hugged by Pearls and Maya.
"We are glad you're awake, Nick!" Maya glowed. She looked a little worn around the edges, but well rested.
"Here Mr. Nick eat something! Theres plenty of food!" Pearls pulled out a chair as Maya took his hand and led him to the table.
"Yeah I'm surprised to see that Maya didn't eat it all!" Phoenix unfolded a napkin into his lap as Maya gave him a friendly slap on the arm. Maya and Pearls giggled as they joined Phoenix. "Wait," Phoenix interupted his own bite of waffle and stole a look around the room. "Where's Mi- I mean Edgeworth?"
"He's taking a shower in our bathroom." Maya answered, her mouth full of pancake.
"In ... your bathroom?"
"Well, this wouldn't be a penthouse suite in a five star hotel without having a bathroom for every bedroom." Phoenix looked up at Miles and saw the familiar magenta suit, without the cravat. "You have a lot to learn Mr. Wright." Miles stated and then gave him a funny look.
"What? Am I eating my Waffles wrong, please don't tell me theres a certain way to eat waffles in a five star hotel." Phoenix mocked Miles words.
Miles and the girls chuckled and he started to tell him that he looked funny with out his hair styled into his usual spikes, but Miles was interrupted by a knock at the door. They gave each other a questioning look as Miles went to answer the door. Phoenix stood up and turned around just in time to see the familiar scarred face and evil grin standing at the door. Everything went into slow-motion as he started to run towards Miles. He heard two loud shots and saw Miles's body convulse with the hits of the bullets.
"Noooooo..." Phoenix slid down on his knees and saw crimson appearing on Miles's shirt. He was so focused on Edgeworth that he didn't notice that Engarde had moved into the room and he heard four more shots.
"NNNOOOOOOOOOooooooo..." Phoenix tried to cry out but all he heard was the cackle of the man who took the lives of his friends...