Fixing My Mistakes:

The Stolen Turnabout

By: Kongu123

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

Another instance in which Phoenix saves another life. But what about saving another certain gender-questionable thief? Read on to find out...

Oh, and remember how I said Phoenix has a plan? You'll find it out in chapter 15: Turnabout, Endgame. The other two things to look forward to are Chapter 13: Recipe for a Turnabout, and Chapter 14: Bridge to the Turnabout and Other Stories.

For the moment, I am not sure if I will do any of the Apollo Justice cases. I definitely have plans for Apollo, but I'm not sure if I will take the time to do any of his cases. If you REALLY want me to do them, let me know NOW!

Anyways, enjoy. Rated T for some Luke Atmey special edition cursing. Starts from Third Person POV, then Phoenix.

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October 11, 2018, 1:00AM

KB Security Offices,

CEO's Office

Luke Atmey walked in on Kane Bullard facing away from him in his chair. "So, I have arrived! And, as I predicted, you are here as well!" A deep chuckled came from the chair, "You didn't even bother to bring the money, did you? I didn't think so... Pal." Detective Gumshoe turned around in the chair with a confident grin on his face, "You, Sir, are under arrest for being the mastermind behind the Mask DeMasque heists." Gumshoe got up and two officers emerged from the bookshelves in the office to arrest Atmey. Atmey looked at them apprehensively before grinning, "Ha! The truth has been elegantly revealed to me, and you have given me the perfect avenue to escape!" Luke Atmey turned and opened the door into the angry face of Wendy Oldbag and the apprehensive face of Larry Butz.

"You stupid whippersnapper! They canceled my vacation because of you! I had to stay here in this dreary old office waiting for your sorry ass to get here, and now you think you're just going to leave? Kids these days, back when I was a young'un, if you were stupid enough to let a criminal go, we caught the criminal anyway and shot both him and the guy who let him escape. That is true justice! And what is up your hair? It looks like you broke a yellow plate and then shaved your head and then glued the biggest piece of the plate to your head! Back in my day, we kept our hair our natural color, and now I'm old and do you see me dying my hair? No, I keep it proud and grey for my Edgey poo!"

At the mention of the prosecutors name, Oldbag's eyes went distant, and Larry looked at her for a moment and then wordlessly knelt down to help cuff Atmey, who was rolling on the ground holding onto his bleeding ears. As Gumshoe took him away, Oldbag shouted at him, "And don't come back, whippersnapper!" rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat!

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October 11, 2018, 1:30AM

Detention Center

Visitors Room

I felt bad for the guy, but I had been left no choice but to arrest Ron DeLite. "Don't worry, I can lower your sentence since you were blackmailed. You won't be in prison forever." Ron looked ashamed, "But, my wife, Dessie, she hates criminals. My marriage is going to be over." He hung his head, unable to look at anything except the little counter that held the window. I seriously thought he was going to cry.

Thankfully, a certain young woman showed up just then, "Ronnie!" Desiree DeLite looked incredibly worried. Ron looked petrified, "H-Hi, D-Dessie, umm..." Ron bit his lip so hard that blood started to come out. Desiree literally pushed me out of the way and looked at her husband, "Ronnie, they said they arrested you for being the Mask DeMasque! We need to hire a defense lawyer!" Ron looked at me apprehensively, "I did... or he came to me..." Desiree looked at me, "Why do you want to defend my husband? You don't really look like a lawyer. How do I know you are a real deal?"

I chuckled and pulled out my badge, looking from under the brim of my beanie, "These are my civilian clothes, and I do own a suit." I turned serious, "I can't get your husband a not guilty. That option is no longer open to him." Dessie put her hand to her chest, her face contorted in anger, "My husband is innocent! How can you say something like that!"

"Dessie..."

"My husband knows my views, and he knows how much I hate criminals!"

"Dessie, listen..."

"He would never stoop so low, he is an honorable man!"

"Please..."

"He spends his life fighting crime, why would he join the-"

"PLEEEEEEEEAAAAASE LIIIIISSSTTEEENNN!"

Ron's hair had done the weird spring thing they did whenever he yelled. Desiree looked in surprised at her husband, "Dessie, I am the Mask DeMasque! I got fired from my job at KB Security because I sold company secrets!" He immediately covered his mouth with his hand in shock at his own words. Desiree had almost matched his gesture perfectly, "W-What?" A tear escaped from his eye, but Ron continued, "Dessie, there was no way I could support the amount of money yo- I-I mean we spent, so I started looking for ways to make more money. So, I started selling company secrets!"

Desiree looked completely shocked, and Ron plunged on with his confession, "So, after I was fired, I decided to steal the Tear of Emanon. Then, someone threatened to rat me out unless I helped them steal more stuff. That's how I've been getting money for the last 6 months!" Ron flinched as if Desiree had struck him. She simply continued looking at him in shock. I decided my time was up, "well, you two obviously have a lot to talk about..." I got up o leave, but Desiree suddenly stepped forward and grabbed my arm, "Y-You said you can lower Ron's sentence?" I looked at her sharply and nodded, "Fine, I want you to get it for him." She looked resolute, and Ron looked surprised, "D-Dessie?" Desiree looked at Ron, "I want you to hire him as your lawyer, Ronnie." I don't want you to stay in this dreary place forever." She stepped forward to the glass, "Oh, Ron, this guy is going to get you out of here." She said it with resolution.

Ron blinked, "Um, but I thought you hated criminals..." Desiree laughed, "But, Ronnie darling, you did it for me, and you have told me for the last while that you were the Mask DeMasque, I just shrugged it off as a delusion." She looked away from him for a moment, "You did it for me." Ron looked relieved, "So, you're not going to leave me?" He looked apprehensive, but she simply laughed, "Don't be silly, Ronnie! I am going to wait your sentence, and then when you get out, we can do something together to make money!"

Ron looked up, "Actually, I did kind of have an idea. Maybe we could start an organization to help thieves start honest lives?" Desiree looked "DeLited", "What a fabulous idea, Ronnie! I'll start it, and then, when you can get out of jail, we can run it together." (God, this is the gushiest couple I have ever met...) I sighed, "Well, Mr. DeLite, we should talk about you case..." Ron looked once more at Desiree and nodded resolutely, "Right, here is how everything went..."

The trial went smoothly. Maya and Pearl actually helped keep me sane through all the extra paperwork that went on whenever I wasn't in the courtroom. With Ron testifying in Atmey's trial, in addition to explaining Ron's plans for after prison, the Judge gave him a sentence of four years in prison, with a chance of Parole after two years on good behavior. Ron and Desiree thanked me, and even payed me (Which was a rare occurrence for me). I congratulated myself on a job well done. After all, that was one less person dead...

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