A/N: I feel like no one is reading this.

OH WELL! ONTO CHAPTER SEVEN!

Chapter Seven – The Great Thief, The Prosecutor, and Professor Layton

Kay Faraday, also known as the Great Thief Yatagarasu, slid from shadow to shadow, her side pouch heavy with a CD she lifted from the corrupt company Dalv Inc. She always suspected the owner made his millions illegally, and this just proved it.

Her apartment, also known as her hideout, sat in a quieter part of town, closer to the mountains. This was where she was heading when she saw the oddest site.

There was a blanket laying in a field, a small, shaking and sobbing lump in the middle. Kay carefully walked over, putting her hand on the stun baton she now carried (What Mr. Edgeworth didn't know wouldn't kill her.) She then ripped back the blanket.

"AAAAHHH!" the young boy who had just been hidden cried, lurching backwards and away from Kay. She dropped the blanket to the side.

"Whoa, whoa! I won't hurt you! Promise!" she quickly said, putting her hands up defensively. The boy looked up at her, his eyes wide, while Kay took in his appearance. His pajamas, jacket, and slippers were really ripped up, his hair disheveled, and he was soaked and shivering. There were cuts and bruises all over his face, torso, and arms, and there were cuts on his hands.

Looking closer, Kay could see the fishing wire wrapped around his hands, embedded in the cuts. She followed them and found them tied to the corners of the blanket.

"What... happened to you?" she asked.

"I... I..." the boy started, before bursting into frightened tears. Kay knelt down next to the boy, realizing he's been through a traumatizing experience.

"Okay, okay, let's get you back to my hideout. I'll call someone who can help you," Kay said, carefully peeling the fishing wire out of his cuts. The boy didn't even seem to notice, just let her. Once that was done, she carefully folded the blanket up and put it under her arm, then helped the boy up.

As soon as he put weight on his left leg though, he cried out and staggered to the side. Kay caught him, realizing he couldn't be older then thirteen. Shaking her head, she pulled his left arm around her neck and half-supported, half-carried him back to her apartment.

...

Miles Edgeworth groaned as his phone went off, rolling away from it in an attempt to ignore it. However, it kept ringing and ringing until he finally opened his eyes and glared at the small piece of technology. Kay Faraday's picture grinned back at him, under the large red numbers of his alarm clock that declared it to be 3:30 in the morning. He snatched the phone up and opened it, answering the call.

"What?" he growled into the mouth piece.

"Mr. Edgeworth, sorry for waking you up, but I need your help," Kay replied breathlessly.

"I am not bailing you out of jail, Kay," Edgeworth grumbled, his free hand searching for his glasses.

"The Great Thief Yatagarasu will never be arrested!" Kay snapped back. "No, actually, I found this kid not too far from my hideout. He um... he said he parachuted here from Kurain Village. And that his parents were kidnapped..."

"Did you say Kurain?" Edgeworth asked, finally finding his glasses and putting them on his face before getting up. He had a very confusing mixture of emotions about that place.

"Yeah. Um, how fast can you get here?"

"I'm leaving now."

Click

Edgeworth studied the poor boy sitting in Kay's dinning room. His eyes were still full of tears, and Kay had cleaned and bandaged his injuries, but he still looked exhausted. Kay, thankfully, had called him back and asked him to bring a shirt and shorts, which the boy now wore while his ripped, wet clothes hung to dry in the bathroom.

"His name is Luke," Kay explained softly, putting a mug of tea in front of the boy. Luke mechanically picked up the mug and sipped it. "His father is an archaeologist who was studying that newly discovered Kurain Maze Stone."

"That again?" Edgeworth said thoughtfully. About two months ago, he had been looking into the mysterious disappearance of one Dr. Gregory Kingston. He too, had bee studying that Maze Stone, though the museum made sure to keep Kingston's disappearance out of the media.

Probably because no one else would take the job.

"You know it?" Luke asked, finally looking up at the boy. Hearing Luke's accent, Edgeworth finally realized why the boy asked for tea rather then warm milk or something like that.

"Yes. There was a case related to it not too long ago."

"Dr. Kingston?" Luke asked. Edgeworth nodded.

"Yes."

"He disappeared. And now, so has Mum and Dad..." Luke said, squeezing the mug. The tears in his eyes spilled over. "No one found him... Whose going to find Mum and Dad?" Luke demanded. Edgeworth hesitated just a moment too long.

"Los Angeles' finest will start searching right away."

"You wont find them though. You're not even sure!" Luke yelled, sniffling.

"Luke..." Edgeworth tried, while Kay frowned at him.

"I wish Professor Layton was here! He'd find them!" Luke sobbed, pushing the tea away and burying his face in his arms.

"Wait, Professor Hershal Layton? You're Luke Triton?" Edgeworth said, surprised. Luke didn't answer, but Kay looked at him curiously.

"You know him?" she asked.

"Of him. Phoenix Wright, however, knows Luke and the Professor. I'll go call him."

...

Three Days Later

Professor Layton sat in his somewhat messy office at Gressensheller University, enjoying a cup of his favorite tea, his hat resting on a crate next to his desk, when Rosa, the housemaid of the university, knocked.

"Letter for you, Professor. Now you better not run off like you did before!" she warned good-naturedly.

Professor Layton laughed, taking the offered envelope.

"No promises there, Rosa," he said with a smile before sitting back at his cluttered desk. On the top were all kinds of things; papers, maps, journals and books, leaving only a small space open for his tea to rest, and for him to grade paper. It was in this spot that he laid the envelope down to take a sip of his tea.

Looking back at it, he finally read the return address.

'Luke Triton

32 Uphill Way

Kurin Village, California, 99965'

With renewed interest, Professor Layton picked up the envelope, and pulled out the first of three papers, reading the first one.

'Dear Professor Layton,

It's been a while since we said good-bye. How have you been?

As for me, I'm all settled in and making new friends. I'm writing to you because something deeply puzzling happened here recently. It seems like the sort of mystery that's tailor made for Professor Layton and his apprentice. I don't think anyone else could get to the bottom of it.

I've inclosed a document with this letter that will tell you more about the situation.

I can't wait to start this new adventure with you!

Please write back as soon as you get this letter!

You're friend and apprentice, Luke."

The professor turned to the two other papers from the envelop, noticing first the puzzle Luke had included. With an indulgent smile, he set to work doing it, finding the answer in no time.

"After all," he said softly to himself. "A true gentleman leaves no puzzle unsolved. Especially not those made by their dearest friends."

He then turned to the last paper and read, his curiosity growing stronger with each word.

Finally, he refolded the paper and placed them on top of the envelop next to his tea and looked out the window with a smile before standing, making up his mind.

Looks like he couldn't keep his promise to Rosa after all.