DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN PHOENIX WRIGHT!
Spirit Booth: Deseat's Trailer... 1:22 pm...
I walked over to his trailer... and realized that the door was already opened. I quietly snuck into it. I decided to go back into his living area, the place with the tape. He was nowhere to be found in the trailer, and I wanted to know exactly what that tape was.
A few minutes later I found it already inside the VCR...
"I wonder what he was hiding."
I put the tape in and pressed play. The next five minutes surprised me. First it was a wedding video, he and his wife had an extremly good wedding. The date was January 2, 1988. Then, the last two minutes... were a news program explaining the murder of his wife. I heard her name just once though.
"Monica Deseat, wife of the famous spirit caller Ace A. Deseat, was murdered this morning at..."
The tape skipped over to the last minute. I will never forget those words that were spoken.
"Jack Fey was found not guilty of murder this morning. The murderer of Monica Deseat is still at large..."
The tape cut off there.
"Jacob Fey... that man... isn't that-"
"Yes Mr. Wright, that is your client's, Ms. Maya Fey's, father."
I turned around and spotted Mr. Deseat... but this time he looked different. He had the eyes of a truly evil man. I have only seen eyes like that in one other person... Manfred von Karma.
"Mr. Deseat!"
My phone began to ring.
"Answer that phone Mr. Wright, of course... if you don't want to..." he pulls out a gun. "We could always make this the last thing you see."
I pick up my phone. "Hello?"
"Hey pal! It's me! Listen we checked that knife again on behalf of Mr. Edgeworth. When we checked we saw that there were three different sets of prints!"
Deseat motioned with the gun. "Put your phone on speaker Mr. Wright."
I did so.
"Hello detective, is that you?"
"Woah pal! Who was that."
"Detective Gumshoe, that was Mr. Ace A. Deseat."
"That guy! But he sounded so frail at court the other day!"
Deseat shot back fiercly. "Detective Gumshoe! Do not waste my time! Tell us about these fingerprints."
"Pal..."
"Okay then, let me make it easier on you." He pulls out a button. "Detective, I have in my hand a button that is wirelessly connected to C3. I have about 50 pounds stored in two locations. Some in the courtroom... and then some in the hospital."
He was smiling evilly now, I didn't know what was going through his head, but this was a sick man.
"One more thing Detective, I wouldn't even try to find them, I put them in spots that would make them hard to find. Even if you did managed to find onne, I'd know, then all I would have to do is press a button, and 'boom' it's all gone. So what will it be? Will you talk, or will you walk?"
Hesitantly I said, "Gumshoe, please tell us what you found."
He mumbled something, then told us. "All right pal. We looked at the knife again because Mr. Edgeworth asked us to. We found another set of prints."
"Who's were they Gumshoe?"
"Well that was the problem at first. We had to go through old case files. A little while ago we found an old file on his wife, the finger prints matched with the prints in the file."
Deseat laughed. "Ha ha ha... just as I thought would happen."
I started to cluch my phone hard. "What?"
Deseat shook his head. "Detective I'm afraid we're going to have let you go now."
"Wait pal!"
Deseat cocked his gun. "Detective I now not only have the fate of many peoples lives in my hands, but I also have the life of this lawyer here. All it takes is a little click... and his head is blown off. So unless you want that, goodbye."
We were all quiet, a cold sweat started to bead my forehead. "Gumshoe, I'll talk to you later." I clicked the end button then put the phone back in my pocket. Deseat started to finger the trigger.
"What do you want Mr. Deseat?"
"What do I want? Isn't that simple? All I want from you is to keep playing your little lawyer game. Try to defend your little friend."
He began to walk towards me then he walked to the tv behind me. I couldn't move, my body was frozen. I was scared not only for my life, but for the lives of hundreds of people at the hospital and the courthouse.
"We both know that isn't all you want. Tell me now Mr. Deseat, what is it that you want?"
I looked back and found that he had the gun pointed at me again. "You are as smart as they say Mr. Wright. Fine, I'll tell you. I'll let you keep playing this little game of yours. However as resiliant as you are I'm sure you'd find a way to convince the court that it technically wasn't your Ms. Fey, but it was in fact my wife, Monica Deseat."
"You planned this out didn't you?"
"Ding ding ding! Ladies and gentlemen we have a winner! Of course I did you idiot!"
"Why?"
"You watched the video. That cursed man was let off free but the evidence was there! That defense attorney was the one who managed to clip his way to the winner's circle! He falsified the facts! He made the prosecutor look like a total simpleton! Yes ever since that day I have planned with my wife the day I would get revenge on the Feys. I planned to get revenge on him, but since he disappeared I couldn't do it. So I went with the next best thing, the mother of that girl, but she soon disappeared. Then her older sister was murdered. We had thought it was over, but then Ms. Maya Fey showed up. We took the chance and have planned for this past year. You see this tent out here Mr. Wright? It was all a set up by Monica and I. Just to get her incriminated."
"You planned this with your wife? But isn't she... dead.?"
"Ah I was hoping you'd ask that question Mr. Wright. You see, the Deseat family, like the Fey's, have unique power, unlike them though we don't have to use our physical bodies to do it. We can contact and interact with spirits. My wife is always next to me. All the time."
"But why Maya? She had nothing to do with it, she never even knew her father!"
"I regret that part of the plan though. To tell the truth I had tried to find a way around her, I even tried to find other family. But that little girl I saw you with the other day, she wasn't even known yet."
"You... you didn't"
"Yes Mr. Wright, I was willing to make it look like she did it when I saw her, unfortunatly by the time I saw her Maya Fey had already been incriminated."
"You... son of a-"
"Mr. Wright this is not the time to be calling people names. I'm sure that if it were you in my situation you'd do the same. If I recall the news correctly Ms. Mia Fey was your mentor yes? Didn't you want revenge against that incompetent business man?"
"I did... but I didn't do what you have done!"
"Oh didn't you? You got the man convicted of murder. Isn't that about the same thing I did?"
He had me, I had done exactly what he had done. I couldn't shoot back. "Just tell me what you want."
"Mr. Wright, you are a smart man, you should know exactly what I want." His voice changed to a darker tone. "I want you to get Maya Fey incriminated. Make it look like you are constantly messing up, at least until the judge messes up. Once he slams the gavel and gives the guilty verdict, you can stop playing. It'll be all over, and I'll be a there to watch."
I was still scared, but now anger was beginning to rise up. The man in front of me was pure evil, even worse than Manfred von Karma.
"So Mr. Wright, what will it be? The guilty verdict...or hundreds of lives going up in flames? Your choice."
I clenched my hands. I just wanted to hit this guy, take his gun and shoot him, but I knew I couldn't. Not with this situation.
"Fine... I'll do it."
He put away the gun and the button. "Good, good."
"I just want you to promise me something."
"Oh? What would that be?"
I looked him straight in the eye. "Nobody gets hurt, if even one person gets hurt by your actions, I promise I will hunt you down until-"
"Mr. Wright, I am a man of my word. I swear to you as long as you keep your end of the deal... I'll keep mine."
I glared.
"You had better." Turning around I walked out of the trailer trying to keep my compsure. I didn't have time to think of this. I had to think of what I was going to do.
"Maya," I suddenly said to myself. "I'm sorry. But this is for your protection, along with the protection of many others."
Criminal Affairs... 1:34 pm...
Gumshoe ran out of the evidence room and found Edgeworth. "Mr. Edgeworth! We have a problem!"
Edgeworth kept looking at the papers in his hand. "What is it?"
"That Deseat guy! He's planning something! There are apparantly-mmph!"
Edgeworth covered the detective's mouth with one hand, still reading the papers. "I know what he did around the hospital. I noticed one in the alley right after Franziska ran out." He took his hand away from Gumshoe's mouth.
"What are we going to do sir?"
"If that man finds us tampering with anything alot of people are going to die. I don't want a big team going. Detective, it's just going to be you, myself, and one other person looking for those objects around the hospital and courthouse."
"Who sir? Ms. von Karma?"
"No, she is busy with something else as of the moment. I managed to find an old friend of ours to help."
"Sir if I may ask, what is that you're reading?"
"The files that you found on Monica Deseat."
"What about them?"
"I managed to find some interesting information on her."
He put the papers back into the file then into his suitcase. "Detective, we don't have much time. Let's go. We need to make a stop at Wright's office."
They had both walked out of the office silently. Edgeworth was prepared for whatever was to happen next. He didn't know whether or not his "friend" was trustworthy or not, but it was the only help he could get. It wasn't cheap help either...
Hottie Clinic: Room # 3-A... 2:01 pm...
Maya had fallen asleep again, it's only natural since she had just fainted a couple of hours ago. However a tall man in a black hoodie walked in. He stood next to her bed and knelt down, connecting C-3 to the bottom of the bed.
Standing up he rubbed the girls cheek. He said only three words, then he left...
His words were... "I'm sorry Girlie."
A/N: Okay, I kinda confused bomb names I was thinking of the one that you can mold without it blowing up. I think I got it right. Anyway I look forward to your reviews!
