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The Killer

I knew that no one would ever suspect me of being the killer. Why would they, I seemed so normal, so innocent, not the type of man to do this sort of thing. I sat back on the side lines all my life, perfecting my outside to protect my inside. If I didn't look the part, then I was perfect for it. So when I heard from a valuable source that a man by the name of Mr. Phoenix Wright was the suspect and was being tried as we were speaking, I was quite glad to find that maybe I would actually get away with what I had done.

No one would ever suspect Otto Topsy's son-in-law. Married his daughter to get close to a target, I was so in I could barely find a way to pull myself out. I couldn't get that bitch of a girl to fall out of love with me...Julie Topsy, so dedicated and so niave. In any other girl I would have found that a great quality, but I needed out of our relationship so I could disappear. Sure, I didn't look the part, but I was, and the person I had to become to hide myself was not someone I wanted to be for much longer. I had to be rich and snobbish, not my type of person. I was forced to consume wine just to make them happy but I much prefered and cold beer and some fries.

Julie was beautiful, that was the only good part. I loved going to bed with her, just knowing that even though I was not in reality Theodore Hains III, I owned that beautiful body and everything it owned. So when I left it, I knew I would miss it. "It", yeah, in my eyes, Julie was barely human...

Polly's P.O.V.

When I finally got home (still no verdict decided) I logged on to my laptop and began to search family records for Otto Topsy. He had married a woman named Victoria Secre and then they had a daughter named Julie. Julie was now married to a man who seemed to good to be true. He had graduated Harvard and had absolutely no criminal record. His family was rich but they weren't snobs. The donated to practically every charity imaginable (of course, that is a mild exageration...) and were devote Catholics.

Otto had no other children, no grandchildren, no siblings, he was pretty much alone. Victoria had one older brother who went into the seminary and never left...so all in all, the Topsy family was rather small. That left me with practically no one in the family to pin the blame on...damn!

How about that son-in-law, Justice? He could be the guy...dig around, find something about him. No one is perfect, something has got to be wrong with this guy....

Killer's P.O.V.

Its funny really that no one (not even my parents) knew what I truly belonged to. The innocent little rich boy, my perfect facade and cover up. No one would have suspected that in my one year in a public school system, I was introduced to the boys that would make my life what it was. They were a gang of insane extremes...the only reason I got in was because I had the money to fund them. Other wise i would have had to kill someone and ran away innocent to be included. But I came from a very rich family, and that's what they really needed.

"You know," the leader had once told me, "because of your money, we can do a lot of things we couldn't do before. But right now, you're not really doing anything but sitting around and giving us money. We need you to pitch in just once, we need you to kill."

And that's how I got where I was, not even on my own choice....now I had to kill my father-in-law, not that I cared. I didn't like Otto much, so killing him wasn't to bad at all....but I would have to leave. I was living on borrowed time. They would relocate me to another brach of the gang, change my name, change my face, and so I would become invisable. Goodbye beautficul Julie....goodbye family....my life as I knew it was coming to an abrupt end.

Julie was to depressed to actually notice that I was beginning to pack my things. The missing shirts, shorts and underwear would have ignited her affair radar any other day...but not when Otto was dead. She moped around all day long and, piece by piece, my clothing began to disappear...just like I was about to do.

Everything was great, everything was settled. I was leaving the next day...

But something went wrong...

something went horribly wrong.

Polly's P.O.V.

I found exactly what I was looking for on a blog. I don't know how I ended up being where I was on the internet, but I was on some blog belonging to a certain Luke Behi Chu the second (some random highschool grad that never went anywhere from where he once was.) He graduated high school and that was it...he sort of sunk of the radar, except for this blog that he decided to write/post/whatever! He talked often about some rich benefactor to his gang that had recently done something terrible. He laughed at the fact that the rent-a-cops would never figure it out...and he mentioned Mr. Wright!!!

Its funny that the once well known Mr. Phoenix Wright has been considered a suspect when it was really my gang...but that stupid asshole managed to NOT kill the bastard we assigned him to so I had to have Little Tony take care of the rest....GOD DAMN YOU RICH MANN!!!!-

I stopped reading...something had just hit me...

The man, Otto Topsy, had been killed with a knife...

But there was also a bullet wound...

so what if...because this Rich Mann (Julie Topsy's husband) is part of a gang, he had to kill Topsy, shot him, it didn't work, Luke Behi Chu found Topsy, had "Little Tony" STAB him, then...Wright is innocent!!!

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Court wasn't hard at all the next day, I won. Wright was innocent....everything fell into place...but we had once, minor problem. When I finished, I had put Luke Behi Chu, Little Tony, and Rich Mann all behind bars. I even had the entire local division of this gang behind bars. But the gang was HUGE! It was all over everywhere in the world, keeping tabs on everyone, watching everything...no one could manage to bring them all down. It just wasn't possible...

So I, Apollo Justice, had officially made myself a wanted man...

DAMN I'M SCREWED!!!!

But even in the midst of my anguish, I couldn't help but tear up while I watched Cerise and Mr. Wright make out while Chandra and Trucy jumped up and down happily and Payne slouched out of the courthouse with an ego never to return to a positive number...

yes...life wasn't to bad

And we all lived happily ever after...NOT!

~and so ends today's diary entry! Hope to write in you again tomorrow!!!

Lots of love,

Polly

why did I just tell my diary that I loved it????