A/N This story is currently sitting pretty at 752 views. Wow. I'm honored. Thank you, John Phoenix fans. I'm glad you love my story. Oh and by the way in chapter 13 John Phoenix will go back to court for his second trial EVER (not counting the trials in which he was a vague psychic presence only). Stay turned because it will be awesome! I'll probably upload it later today.

Chapter 12: John Phoenix Meets Godot

In John Phoenix's private compartment on the train, which had been given to him in recognition of his immense talents (the compartment, not the train, he didn't own the train, though he could if he wanted to), 4 beings were present: John Phoenix, his uncle Phoenix Wright, Godot, and the magic bullet containing John Phoenix's deceased mother, Mary Wright.

"Godot, what are you doing here?" asked John Phoenix's uncle Phoenix Wright. "Don't tell me you escaped heaven, too!"

"Heh, don't be stupid, Wright," replied Godot. Since dying Godot didn't call him Trite anymore. "I was sent by God and St. Peter to bring von Karma and Damon Gant back to heaven."

"Can't god do that himself?" asked Wright.

"Heh, don't be stupid, Wright," replied Godot. "You obviously have no idea what you're talking about." Wright gritted his teeth. G-Godot! Even as a dead person, so smug!

John Phoenix inserted himself into the conversation. "Meanwhile, I, myself, John Phoenix, have already solved the mystery," said John Phoenix. "The reason God can't do it himself, is because von Karma possesses a gun that fires bullets that trap people's souls inside the bullets."

"That's right, young man, good job." Godot took a thermos out of his robe and sipped some of his homemade coffee. "Ahhhh, delicious. The coffee beans in heaven are much better than the coffee beans on earth. If I had to go back to the old stuff I'd kill myself." He grinned. "If I weren't already dead, that is..."

John Phoenix's uncle Phoenix Wright, meanwhile, was more in the dark than ever, even while being surrounded by the shining beacons of logic and knowledge that were John Phoenix and, to a much lesser extent, Godot.

"I'm not ashamed to admit I'm in the dark here," said Phoenix Wright.

"You should be," said Godot.

"John Phoenix, how did you know about this... this strange gun in von Karma's possession?" continued Uncle Phoenix.

"Easy, Uncle Phoenix," replied John Phoenix. He picked up his mother's bullet, which had been lying forlornly on the floor. "You see, when this bullet saved my life by hitting the other bullet that had recently emigrated from the now-deceased assassin's rifle, I suspected that it was not a normal bullet. My suspicions were confirmed when the bullet talked. My suspicions were confirmed yet further when I recognized the voice as belonging to none other than my dead mother Mary Wright."

"M-M-Mary?" sputtered Uncle Wright. "T-that was her voice? Then, the bullet really is my sister?"

"Yes, it was her voice," continued John Phoenix by way of explanation. "Obviously, I reasoned, that bullet must contain my mother's soul. And since it contains her soul, and she was killed by angels, I was able to reason even further that the gun used by our escaped angels had the ability to trap people's souls in the bullets. This was just now confirmed by Godot, so I was right all along." Godot nodded and gave a thumbs up.

Just then John Phoenix's uncle's cell phone started ringing. But the ringtone wasn't the Steel Samurai theme song, it was the Jammin' Ninja theme song because John Phoenix liked the Jammin' Ninja theme better and he had forced Uncle Phoenix to make it his ringtone. Anyway, John Phoenix's uncle took the phone out of his pocket and answered it.

"Hello-"

"Be quiet pal!" screamed Gumshoe over the phone. "Your daughter has been arrested and charged with murdering her principal! The trial is in one hour! Oh, and Manfred von Karma is prosecuting!"

"WHAAAAAAAAAAAT" replied Phoenix Wright. "Are you serious?! How?! Why am I just hearing about this?!"

Gumshoe shrugged over the phone. "Dunno, it's really weird pal, everything has been moving really fast. I just heard about this myself. I thought I'd give you a head's up. You're welcome. Oh, and von Karma is gunning for the death penalty. Hopefully she doesn't get that pal, that'd be bad! Anyway I'm hanging up now bye."

Phoenix Wright snapped his phone shut and turned to his nephew. "John Phoenix-"

"Be quiet, Uncle Wright," said John Phoenix. "Of course I'll defend her. Again." But just then the train stopped at a station. The conductor entered the compartment. He was hobbling because of the bullet in his leg.

"Someone threw a man onto the tracks and he got killed," said the conductor. "So we had to stop the train."

"Good grief," said Phoenix Wright. "We'll never get back to LA in an hour!"

Godot flexed his wings. "Don't worry, Wright. I'll fly you there. It'll be faster than the train."

"Good idea," said John Phoenix. "I have psychic powers, by the way. I thought it would be prudent to let you know." He put his mother in his pocket.

"Very cool, daddy-o," said Godot. Then Godot tucked uncle and nephew under his arms and flew out the window toward LA.

Phoenix Wright was fearful because he had an established, canonical fear of heights. But he tried to be brave and not get scared. Just then Godot spotted a man who looked like Damon Gant running up and down some mountains in the distance.

"That looks like one of my targets," mused Godot. "John, ah, Phoenix was it? Could you lift up my robes and take out a pair of magical handcuffs? I'd ask Wright here, but he looks like he's about to vomit. I wouldn't want him to vomit under my robe, or worse, vomit on god's magical handcuffs. The vomit might foul up the technology that makes them work."

John Phoenix complied. "Good," said Godot. "Now use your psychic powers, which you mentioned you have, to put the cuffs on that man down there. Then he'll be sent back to heaven."

"I won't even use my psychic powers," said John Phoenix. "That would be pointless. I'll just throw the handcuffs with great accuracy." John Phoenix threw the handcuffs with great accuracy at the man thousands of feet below. The man saw the handcuffs over his shoulder and veered away in another direction but John Phoenix had thrown the handcuffs in such a way that they curved in the air and chased after the man for about 100 yards. The man screamed and put on a burst of speed and was about to get away.

"Bah, I'm afraid I'll have to use psychic powers after all," said John Phoenix in disgust. "I must admit, I'm disappointed in myself." So he used his powers to make the handcuffs go onto the man's wrists and lock themselves. A bolt of lightning struck the man and he disintegrated and his soul was sent to heaven to face punishment.

"Good job, John Phoenix," said Godot. "I just hope that man was actually Damon Gant and not an innocent bystander. It's hard to tell from up here. Anyway, I guess we'll find out later."

And so Godot, John Phoenix, and Uncle Phoenix continued on their way back to Los Angeles.

To be continued...