Like My Father Before Me:

Episode 1 (Part 3 of 3): Remnants

By: Kongu123

Disclaimer: I do not own Phoenix Wright, Ace Attorney, or any of the related characters, logo's, ect.

All right, I've come up with a format for this story. As I explained previously, I am planning this story as kind of episodic in nature. So, each episode will have three parts (unless its longer or something...).

Part 1: Intro to the evil target and day 1 of investigation.

Part 2: Court, day 1

Rinse and Repeat as necessary

Part 3ish: Stealing and Conclusion (Sorry for ruining it for you...)

When you review (which you better), be sure to tell me how you feel about this.

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May 12th, 2027, 11:32PM

Tison Inc,

Basement

Kay had noticed the problem immediately when Apollo gave her his report on Tison. It seemed they kept all of their sensitive information in an underground warehouse.

The problem was that Kay had no idea how to get underground. In terms of equipment, she could have just drilled in, but that would have caused noise and notice.

So, she had finally found a way to do it. The massive guard that stood outside the room packed a bag of books (apparently he was into poetry).

It had taken a week to find out where the guy lived, and how much the bag weighed (no easy feat). And so, the master thief found herself inside a bag, waiting for the guard to go to the bathroom so she could steal the info.

What she hadn't thought of was how she would explain to the man why all of his novels were missing.

Thankfully, she had on hand a wonderful little bottle on her.

It held what she liked to call "de-humanizers" (Kay despised drugs), and while she was usually hesitant about using them, desperate times called for desperate measures.

It was while the man was blissfully counting sheep, that Kay snuck into the actual vault itself.

The vault had a number of interesting things in it, but Kay had actually suppressed the impulses to steal these things ever since she began training with Edgeworth.

Kay' target was actually a very ordinary looking flash drive.

After pocketing the thing, Kay silently snuck into the bag again. If her calculations were correct, the man would simply be blamed for falling asleep on duty.

Kay giggled silently at the thought of the burly guard being chewed out by a short and stout corporate scumbag...

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May 23rd, 2027, 10:00AM

Tison Inc,

Basement

Ema couldn't help but admire Kay's handiwork. She had even taken the time to leave behind a little flash drive replica, to fool the guys.

Of course, when the news announced an anonymous source had revealed all of the dirty dealings of Tison Inc, they had immediately called the Police and asked for an investigation of the vault.

Ema had found the news report particularly fitting. Their second case had been to take down the company that was running the remnants of the smuggling ring run by Quercus Alba.

Apparently, the companies CEO, Mr. Hinterland, had been some distant relation to Alba, and had taken the reins of the ring after his execution.

The evidence had been relatively easy to take away. Nobody would even know that Kay, or anyone, had been there.

One of Ema's new toys was a special chemical solvent that melted fingerprint oils. Ema felt like she was actually eradicating crime with the power of science!

In one of her rare good moods, Ema walked out of the vault with a satisfied grin. (If I got paid for this, it would be the best job ever...)

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May 23rd, 2027, 3:00PM

Wright Anything Agency

Phoenix stared at the small television that the office had. Tison Inc was revealed as the controller of an international smuggling ring.

And instead of giving him satisfaction that it had been taken down, it had only filled him with dread.

Ever since Apollo had left the Agency, Phoenix had gotten the feeling that Apollo was hiding something.

His Magatama had reacted when he had confronted him about his motives, and he had been unable to do anything about it.

Now that Apollo's workplace was down in the tubes, Phoenix had two thoughts going through his head.

The first was that he would not give Apollo his job back unless he proved that he was on the straight and narrow.

The second was that no matter what happened to Apollo, no matter how corrupted he became, Trucy would try to look for him, and convince him that what he was doing was wrong...

Phoenix looked at his 16 year old daughter. She was at the table assembling some kind of trick baseball bat, and apparently ignoring the television.

However, Phoenix knew his daughter, and he knew that she was intensely worried about her friend.

Trucy got up after the news report had ended. She held up the bat to the light and examined it critically, "Daddy, do you think this is crooked?"

Phoenix looked in confusion at his daughter, "Um... no, not really."

Trucy looked at it for another moment before nodding, "All right. I'm off, bye Daddy!"

Phoenix turned around, "Trucy, where are you going?"

His eyes widened slightly when two Psyche-Locks appeared.

Trucy smiled at him, "Just a couple of errands to run. I swear I'll be careful. Love you, Daddy." And before her concerned father could say anything, she was out the door and gone.

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May 23rd, 2027, 3:45PM

Apollo Justice's Apartment

Apollo sat quietly in his living room, sipping on a bottle of grape juice.

After hanging around with the Wrights for so long, he had acquired a taste for the beverage. It was an oddly comforting reminder that the two of them were safe from what he was doing.

At first, he had almost quit in order to stay with them more.

Of course, Apollo realized he had a chance to drastically reduce crime in LA, and that was not something he could ignore.

It was a sacrifice that he found he was willing to make. The workload had helped him forget sometimes. But now, he was left with his depressing thoughts. But not for long...

A loud and insistent knocking came from the door. Apollo was tempted to simply sit there, until he heard her voice, "Apollo! I know you're in there! Open the door!"

Apollo winced inwardly, knowing the fact that she was not calling him 'Polly' was incredibly significant.

It meant Trucy was pissed.

Apollo got up and began unlocking his door. He opened the door to a young magician, and his heart skipped a beat when he noticed the baseball bat she was lugging over the shoulder. "T-Trucy, um... why do you have a baseball bat?"

Trucy grinned, although Apollo noted it was one of her devious grins, "Oh, this and that. Actually, its a new trick I wanted to show you. I call it... well, I'm sure you will see in a sec."

Apollo's eyes widened, "Trucy, what are yo-"

Apollo didn't get to finish. Trucy had swung the bat... and it emitted a ton of... slime. The smell it exuded was horrendous, and it made Apollo want to throw up.

He began wiping it from his eyes. All traces of mirth on Trucy's face were gone.

Now she had an expression of pain mixed with anger, "You know what your new nickname is?" Apollo had no idea,

"Slimy Lawyer."

Apollo grimaced, mainly because he couldn't refute her claim.

Trucy leaned on the bat, "Why did you leave the agency, Apollo? When I left to do those shows, you and Daddy were cracking down on the criminal life. When I get back, you have suddenly turned into a younger version of Kristoph."

Wiping the grime of his face, he gave his friend a blank stare, "...And?"

Trucy's frown turned into an expression of anger, "And? And! What do you mean, and! You should be helping Daddy take down criminals and defending the innocent! Instead, you're defending the obviously guilty, and working for evil smuggling rings! And I want to know why!"

Apollo folded his arms, (I hope you can forgive for this Trucy. I'm sorry, but I don't want you involved.) "Frankly, it isn't any of your business. Are you going to continue ranting, or are you going to continue doing cheap parlor tricks and ruining my apartment?"

Trucy's eyes widened in surprise, then they narrowed in an anger even more pronounced than before.

"What happened to you, Apollo. I'm not leaving until you give me an explanation!"

Apollo had thought long and hard about this, and had come up with the perfect cover story. He simply hoped it would survive her scrutiny, "I visited Kristoph. We talked about some things, and I switched companies."

Trucy's jaw dropped, "W-What could Kristoph say that would change your mind about defending innocent people?"

Apollo shrugged again, "I really don't think that's any of your business."

Trucy almost snarled, "Of course its my business! You're my friend, no matter how much of an ass you're being!"

Apollo narrowed his eyes, "I think we've about exhausted this conversation. I think its time for you to leave."

Apollo began to close his door, "Don't come back. I have a different job now. Go back and help your dad."

And with that, he silently closed his door, leaving his former assistant inside the hallway on the verge of tears.

The only thought going through his head was, (If Kay doesn't find a target soon, I'm going to find one myself...).

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As of now, I will be taking requests for what you want to see in future episodes. I will credit people where applicable. But in order to do that, you have to do one thing...

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Thanks, keep it real,

Kongu123