Hey guys, I know it hasn't been too long but I'm very excited about this story! What? I'm on an Ace Attorney high right now and this story, especially the romance I'm writing in, keeps bugging me! I'm in the middle of watching Apollo Justice and I'm just so excited to reach that game and get to Jasmine's role, considering it'll be bigger than Phoenix's but smaller than Trucy's. And, of course, I can't wait to show you how she's changed and Apollo's thoughts on her. Okay, back on track now, thanks to faver1987 (Thank you for such a kind review but...what do you mean 'I wonder who 'she' is.'? I'm not entirely sure I understand your question.), Elemental Medadragon God and Paws-chan65 for reviewing/following/favoring along with all 322 readers! Now, it's time to crack down and get to Redd White! And in 3...2...1...OBJECTION!
September 7th, 3:11 PM
Detention Center
Visitor's Room
"Well hello!" April May smiled as the Wright twins sat in front of her, well Phoenix sat, Jasmine stood behind him. "I didn't expect anyone to visit me in such a dank place as this..." The pink woman continued, "It's really quite...moving."
And 3, 2, 1...Jasmine counted mentally. Sure enough, after 1, April did a 360.
"Not! You stinking lawyers!" She snarled, "I hope you die!"
Well, aren't we in a sunny mood? Jasmine thought sarcastically.
"Have you come to laugh?" April continued, "Yes, laugh at the fallen Ms. May!"
"No, not really," Phoenix said calmly, "there's something I wanted to ask."
"Unfortunately, there is nothing I want to BE asked." April growled, "Haven't you done enough questioning, you...! Spiky-head!"
Real creative. Like he hasn't heard that one before. Jasmine thought, rolling her eyes at the crazy woman.
"Please, you're scaring the security guard." Phoenix said, though Jasmine knew he was not a fan of Ms. Month any more than Jasmine herself was.
"...So?" April asked, doing another 360. "What is it you wish to ask of me, then? Hmm?"
For starters, how did you get so totally whacked!? Jasmine thought.
"About the man who stayed with you in your hotel room..." Phoenix said and at April's silence, added, "Can you tell us about him? Where is he? C'mon..."
"No way, Jose." April denied. Jasmine tried another tactic.
"Why did you place a wiretap on Mia's phone?" She asked, her eyebrows furrowed together.
"Aww, when you say it like that it sounds so...cold." April said, "So criminal!"
"Tapping phones is a crime!" Jasmine cried.
"Oh, and I suppose you learned that in Lawyer School, hmm?" April said, "Creep!" Jasmine groaned and covered her eyes with her right hand.
"Say...Why are you so...angry?" Phoenix asked, "I mean, you don't look like a bad person..."
"Ooh, that does it!" April cried, 360ing again. "Bottom-feeding, scum-sucking lawyer!"
"B-bottom...?" Phoenix stuttered.
Seriously, is she just against lawyers, or just against us? Jasmine wondered as the twins got up and left without another word.
September 7th
Gatewater Hotel
Room 303
The twins entered the room and found none other than the bellboy.
"Ah, welcome, sir, miss!" He greeted, "Quite the performance today, if I dare say so myself."
"Oh, um, thanks." Phoenix stuttered while Jasmine just smiled politely. "Sorry for putting you on the spot like that." The male Wright added.
"No, no, not at all, sir!" The bellboy smiled.
"Huh?" Jasmine asked, confused.
"Your efforts today can only help the Gatewater's 'rep', as they say." The bellboy explained.
"Huh? 'Rep'?" Phoenix asked.
"Yes!" The bellboy grinned, "Our reputation will swell as the hotel where the murderer used a wiretap! We can charge a premium for the room, of course. It will be great for business, sir!"
"Whoa, whoa!" Jasmine cried, "Back it up! Ms. May hasn't been charged with murder."
"I, too, will become famous!" The bellboy continued, not paying attention to the woman. Jasmine crossed her arms and glared at the man.
"What am I, chopped liver?" She muttered under her breath.
"'The Bellboy who brought the murderer ice coffee'...!" The bellboy continued, "So! You are our honored guests. Please let me know if there is anything I can bring you!"
"Uh, thanks?" Jasmine said, unsure.
"About Ms. May..." Phoenix said.
"Oh, her? Sir, not to boast but I knew the moment I saw her..." The bellboy said, ""She'd do it!" I said!" Neither Wright had an answer for that.
"I wanted to ask you about the man who was with Ms. May...?" Phoenix said instead.
"Ah, yes..." The bellboy said, "He struck me as a real 'Lady Killer', if you'll pardron the expression. I knew it from the moment I saw him, sir. He and I are of the same ilk. We both carry the scene of...danger."
Well, considering I think you're a psycho...yes. Jasmine thought bluntly.
"If you had a photo of that man, I'm quite sure I could identify him." The bellboy added.
A photo? Jasmine thought, her hand holding her pendant in thought.
"Could you tell me about this hotel?" Phoenix asked.
"Nick! Ugh!" Jasmine cried before she buried her face in her hands.
"Absolutely!" The bellboy smiled, "And on that subject, I have an excellent idea, sir! Currently, this hotel is known as the 'Gatewater'. I propose that we add a subtitle!"
"A subtitle!?" The twins cried in unison, Jasmine's cry slightly muffled by her hands.
"The Gatewater Hotel." The bellboy said, "-Murder Manor- Well? What do you think?"
"Um...sounds great!" Phoenix said, covering his twin's mouth with his hand to keep her snarky comment to herself. Jasmine glared at him but kept silent. With that being said, Jasmine grabbed her brother's wrist and dragged him out of the room.
September 7th
Grossberg Law Offices
"Huh. Looks like Grossberg is out today...again." Phoenix noted.
"Maybe he's avoiding us for some reason?" Jasmine asked as she walked over to Grossberg's desk. She picked up the photos on it and looked at them. "Hey, Nick, check these out." She called. The older Wright walked over and looked at the photos.
"What's this?" Phoenix asked, "Old photos?"
"There's two here." Jasmine said before she flipped them over and said, "Something's been written on the backs. "'DL-6 Incident-Exhibit A' and 'DL-6-Exhibit B'."
"Let's take a look at these." Phoenix suggested, taking the one labeled 'Exhibit A'. It was of a woman with short black hair and brown eyes. She looked familiar. "I'm sure I've seen this person somewhere..." He said thoughtfully. "Perhaps we'll borrow this photo. I'm sure no one will miss just one little photo."
"And it might be a valuable clue." Jasmine said.
"I'll take it for now." Phoenix agreed, putting the photo in his pocket.
"Hey Nick, check out this other one." Jasmine said, looking at the photo labeled 'Exhibit B'. It was of a man with purple hair and a pink suit. "Maybe we should switch it with the one we took?"
"I think we'll swap them." Phoenix nodded, returning the woman's photo to Jasmine and taking the man's instead.
"I have an idea." Jasmine said after a moment. "Let's go back to the hotel." Phoenix nodded, knowing what she was thinking.
Once they reached the hotel, Phoenix showed the picture to the bellboy.
"Take a look at this photo." He said. The bellboy looked at a photo.
"...That's him, Detectives." He said.
"Um...We're the lawyers." Phoenix said as Jasmine raised a confused eyebrow.
"Oh, I know that!" The bellboy said, "I just wanted to say "Detective" once. You know how it is."
No. No we don't. Jasmine frowned.
"Without a doubt, that is the man who checked in with Ms. April May." The bellboy confirmed, "How about I write an affidavit swearing that that's him!"
"An affidavit?" The twins asked in unison. Jasmine thought it over quickly and whispered in her brother's ear,
"This might come in handy with Ms. Month." Phoenix nodded and said to the bellboy,
"Well, sure. Why not?"
"Yes!" The bellboy grinned, reminding Jasmine of a young boy who was just told he could buy a video game he wanted or he could stay up past his bed time. "I've always wanted to write an affidavit, sir, miss."
"I can tell." Jasmine smiled.
"From hence forth I will be known as the 'bellboy who swore the affidavit'!" The bellboy added. Jasmine stared blankly.
"I retract my former statement." She stated bluntly.
"Just hurry up and write it." Phoenix cried. As the bellboy gave the younger Wright the affidavit, she smiled,
"Thank you, sir." As they left, Jasmine threw her hands in the air and shouted, "Yes! We're gone!" Phoenix outright laughed at his childish younger sister as they walked back to the detention center.
"YOU AGAIN!?" April cried upon seeing the twins. "Can't you take a hint and stay gone?"
"Hey, the only reason we're back here is because YOU won't talk to me!" Phoenix cried.
"Oh, so it's MY fault now?" April cried, "You don't just have spiky hair, you also have a spiky heart!"
"Enough!" Jasmine cried, glaring at the pink woman. "Take a look at this, Ms. Month." She stated, taking out the man's picture.
"Look, I've said several times, I'm not telling you...!" April began when she saw the picture and did a 360. Jasmine smirked,
"Got ya."
"Where did you...?" April asked.
"This is him, isn't it?" Phoenix asked, calmer than his twin.
"What? Who? When? Why...?" April asked.
Nice try, Ms. Month. Jasmine's smirk widened.
"It IS him." Phoenix said, "This is the man who stayed in your hotel room the night of the murder!"
"No!" April cried, "No, that's not right." Jasmine just shook her head, her smirk still present. "D-do you have proof that was him? Hmm?" April demanded, "Y-yeah! Proof! Show me proof!"
"Easy." Jasmine whispered, hitting her brother's shoulder lightly. Phoenix nodded and took out the affidavit.
"Could you have a look at this?" Phoenix asked.
"What's that?" April asked.
"The bellboy's affidavit!" Jasmine smirked, "He told us everything he saw. He told us about the man you checked in with. He told us who he was."
"...!" April did another 360.
"No use playing dumb!" Phoenix bluffed, "If you don't talk, I'm taking this photo to the press!"
"Whaaaaat!?" April cried
"Even though he should be a witness to murder, this man is in hiding." Jasmine said, "I'm sure the press would have a field day with his reputation!"
"...! Ooooh!" April snarled, "Fine! I'll talk! You...you win, Lawyer." Jasmine grinned in triumph. "Why are you pumping your fists in the air?" April asked and Jasmine noticed her brother doing just that, earning him a whack to the back of the head. Phoenix let out a cough, glared at his sister and asked,
"Now, tell me about the man you were with."
"That man...He's my boss." April explained, "Redd White, the president of the information gathering conglomerate, Bluecorp."
White! Jasmine thought, So this means...
""Information gathering"?" Phoenix asked.
"Well...I suppose you could call them a detective agency." April explained.
"Hmm...So this is the man that was with you the night of the murder?" Jasmine asked.
"...I'm...I'm scared to talk." April admitted, "I don't want to end up like her!"
"It's okay, we'll just ask Mr. White himself." Phoenix assured, "Can you tell us where Bluecorp is located?"
Redd White...finally, a name to put to the face of this mysterious man. If Ms. Month couldn't have done the murder...it leaves him! Time to get to work!
Jasmine discarded the affidavit and the twins followed April's directions to Bluecorp.
September 7th
Bluecorp Inc.
CEO's Office
As they entered the office, Jasmine's eyes widened. The room was...insane and in a bad way.
"Welcome!" A voice cried, "Please furnish me with the title of your personages!" Jasmine jumped, startled by the voice. "Your names!" A man said as he came out. He had purple hair and wore a pink suit with a lot of jewels. "What's your names? I was just inquirably asking the title that you go by."
"Uh...Wright." Phoenix answered, "Phoenix and Jasmine Wright."
"Mr. Wright, Ms. Wright, is it?" The man, Redd White apparently, said, "Right, I see...Splendiferous. Perhaps I have intimidated you with my giantesque vocabulary...?"
More like strange vocabulary. Jasmine thought.
"I'm Redd White, CEO of Bluecorp." White said, "You know, Corporate Expansion Official? My business dealings bring me into contact with the elite of the elite. So I'm afraid I am not used to conversing with the wordily-challenged."
Fruitcake. Jasmine growled mentally.
"Hmmm, let me guess..." White continued, "You are an attorney fresh out of law school, are you not? That's the only explanation for why you would come to me like this!"
What?
"No matter." White said, "So, what business does a 'mighty' lawyer have with a man such as myself?"
Wow, talk about arrogance! Jasmine thought, already hating this man.
"Ms. May is an employee of Bluecorp, is she not?" Phoenix asked.
"Correct." White confirmed, "She was my secretariat. What a shock it was to hear what she has done!"
""What she has done"..." Jasmine said, "You mean the wiretap?"
"Indeed!" White confirmed, "She is paid to answer phones. Tapping them is NOT in her job description. She does gather information for us as part of her duties. But, I assure you, we do not condone illegal methods! It is ineffable that she would do this."
Sounds like he's trying to make Ms. Month into a scapegoat. Jasmine thought, Not very subtle, Mr. Color.
"On the night of the murder were you in April May's hotel room?" Phoenix asked.
"Who can say?" White said, "I seldom pay attention to mundane details such as time and place. My motto is: "Don't worry, be happy!""
He stole that from a commercial! Jasmine thought.
"Still, Mr. White..." Phoenix continued, "The hotel bellboy has stated on the record that he does remember you very clearly."
"...No matter!" White smiled, "The bellboy can say what he pleases. I still won't talk to you. If you want me to speak, put me on the witness stand! Although I doubt you'd be capable of doing that."
He does raise that question though. Jasmine thought, Why didn't Miles call him as a witness?
"Oh hoh hoh." White chuckled, "The police...the courts...To me they are mere toys. Playthings for my amusement!"
"What kind of company is Bluecorp, anyway?" Phoenix asked.
"Ah, excellent question!" White smiled, "We buy and sell various kinds of information. We are a company of the future! You might say, we ARE the future!"
How can you buy and sell information? Jasmine wondered.
"In just 10 years, I've built this business up into the grand office you see now." White added, "Ah, in case you were wondering, Bluecorp was named after the color 'blue'!"
No really, Sherlock? We never would have guessed! Jasmine thought sarcastically.
"I, Redd White of Bluecorp, as founder and CEO, named it so!" White smiled, "And why, you ask? Because I like the color blue of course! Fantabulistic, is it not?"
There's that dang made up words of his again. Jasmine growled.
"Uh...there's something that's been bothering me." Phoenix said.
"Yes? What might that be?" White asked.
"That big painting on the wall over there..." Phoenix said, "You know, I've actually seen that painting before."
"Oh yeah! I remember that painting!" Jasmine cried.
"Oh?" White asked.
"We saw it just yesterday, actually." Phoenix said.
"Your point being...?" White asked.
"My point is simple." Phoenix said, "Er, rather, my question is simple:"
"Why is that painting on your wall?" The twins asked in unison.
"...Mr. and Ms. Wrong, was it?" White asked
"Wright." The twins corrected in unison.
"It appears neither of you fully grasp your position here." White said, "I ask again. Who are you?"
"Umm...huh?" Phoenix said, confused, "A lawyer?"
"An artist and legal aide?" Jasmine said, equally confused.
"No, my feeble friends." White said, "A 'mere' lawyer and artist and legal aide. Worth nothing. Zilch. Zippo. Nada! Just like that sorry excuse of an attorney, Grodyburger!" Before Jasmine could think anything, White punched her brother.
"Nick!" She cried when White slapped her, pushing her to the ground. Jasmine stared up at the man in shock, her hand holding her red, hurt cheek.
"Well, Mr. Lawyer, Ms. Aide." White said, "What will you do, eh? Charge me with assault? Charge away, I welcome it! For it is YOU who will be found guilty!"
"What...?" Phoenix gasped.
"What are you talking about?" Jasmine asked, somehow managing to sound strong and confident, even though on the inside she was quivering in fear and crying.
"Heed my exposition!" White proclaimed, "The police, the courts, they all do my bidding. I don't expect you to understand. It is a world beyond your comprehension. You came here from Grodyburger's, I presume?"
"Mr. Grossberg's...yes." Phoenix confirmed.
"Then you must ask him: Why is it that this painting of his hangs here?" White said, "Perhaps then he will tell you? Perhaps he can explain how a man can live life purely for personal profit! Go now! Skedaddle! There is nothing more to discuss!" Phoenix turned, helped his vulnerable sister up and the two left.
The twins stood in Grossberg's office, both Grossberg and Jasmine miles away. Jasmine still clutched her cheek, trying to process everything.
Redd White...She thought, The man who ruined Mia and Maya's mother...He punched my brother...and slapped me...He's the one who killed Mia, I know it. But...he said he controls the police, the courts...Does...he control Miles as well? No...Miles is too strong for that. He would never allow anyone to control him. She closed her eyes and pictured the prosecutor. What would he say if he saw me like this? She had no answer.
"Dear girl, are you alright?" Jasmine snapped back to reality to see both Phoenix and Grossberg staring at her. While her one hand was holding her cheek, the other now held her pendant tightly. It was Grossberg who had asked the question.
"Y-yes...I'm fine." She answered. But she didn't dare remove her hand.
"So, we paid Bluecorp a visit." Phoenix changed the subject.
"Oh? Oh, I see." Grossberg said, sending a concerned look at the vulnerable Wright behind the older one. Jasmine was paying attention however, and hid her weakness very well. She appeared normal, only holding her hand against her cheek and the other around her pendant.
"Mr. Grossberg...I have to admit, something has been bothering me." Phoenix stated.
"Oh? What is it?" Grossberg asked, "Out with it, my boy!"
"You see, it's just...Mr. Grossberg, sir..." Phoenix said, "There was a giant painting hanging right there the other day, was there not? The one you said you had "no intention of parting with"? Well, we saw it. Today. It was in the CEO's office at Bluecorp. Redd White's office."
"...So...you noticed." Grossberg said, "I suppose I should have guessed you would. It is a large painting..."
"Mr. Grossberg," Jasmine suddenly spoke, her hand still against her cheek but her other one had lowered. "we know you and White are connected somehow!"
"C-connected, you say?" Grossberg stuttered.
"Yes! And I know what it is." Phoenix said, "Mr. White has something on you doesn't he? Blackmail?"
"...!" Grossberg's face fell.
"I think that painting is fairly gaudy proof." Phoenix stated.
"...Very well." Grossberg said, "This may be the chance I've been waiting for. Maybe it's time to get this off my chest, so I can finally rest easy again. After all, you were Mia's understudies. Perhaps it was fate?"
What? Jasmine thought.
"Redd White is a man who makes his living through intimidation." Grossberg explained, "Bluecorp is a company that excels in finding people's weaknesses, I'm afraid. I've been paying them for 15 years now..."
15 years...That's been used quite a lot. Jasmine thought.
"All because of the DL-6 Incident, as you may have guessed." Grossberg said, "As you suspected, I could not stand in the defense of Maya because of this. White would have destroyed me if I did. It is hard for me to tell you this, my boy, dear girl. But arresting Redd White will be nigh on impossible."
"Impossible? Why!?" Phoenix cried, surprised Jasmine stayed silent. She was really vulnerable.
"He has information on everyone." Grossberg explained, "It gives him an iron grip! He owns judges, attorneys, prosecutors, police...and politicians."
"What!?" Phoenix cried.
"They are bound, unable to do harm to themselves, and therefore, to him." Grossberg said, "Don't look at me like that. What you see is nothing more than the weight of many years."
"What is the DL-6 Incident?" Phoenix asked.
"DL-6 is nothing more than the sorting code the police gave the case." Grossberg said, "It was 15 years ago now...I received a request from a medium. A spirit medium. Her name was Misty Fey.
Mia and Maya's mother! Jasmine realized.
"Indeed." Grossberg nodded, "She was Mia's mother. She had been investigating a murder at the bequest of the police. And...she failed. As a result, the police called her a fraud. I did all I could for her, and in the end, cleared her of wrongdoing. That murder case, however remains unsolved to this day. That case is the DL-6 Incident."
"But why were you blackmailed over this, Mr. Grossberg?" Phoenix asked.
"The DL-6 Incident was top secret at the time." Grossberg answered, "It made sense. The police didn't want people to know they were using a medium! They couldn't let people know. But one person found out. I...I told him."
"You told White?" Phoenix asked.
"He offered me riches...It is an embarrassment to me now." Grossberg explained, "Because I talked, the police were mocked far and wide. In secret, they began looking for the one who sold them out. Of course White heard about it, and he came to me. Only this time, the offer was blackmail."
"...I see." Phoenix nodded.
"...White controls the law of this country as he sees fit." Grossberg said, "Yet if you would still challenge him...Have a close look at Mia's office.
"Mia's office...?" Phoenix asked.
"She followed his every move for years." Grossberg explained, "She may have recorded something of what she found." Jasmine nodded,
"Come on, Nick." The younger Wright led the way out, hand still on her cheek.
The twins entered the Fey and Co. Law Offices uneasily.
"It's funny, looking at this room, it seems...so normal." Phoenix said, "Hard to imagine a murder took place here."
"Grossberg said there would be clues." Jasmine stated, "Maybe we should take another look around." As Phoenix looked at the case files 'A' through 'S', Jasmine took 'T' through 'Z', examining them carefully when she came to 'W'...or rather, where the 'W' section should have been. "Nick!" She cried as her brother took a suicide clipping from 'S'. "You have to look at this!" Even as she said this, her hand remained on her cheek. Phoenix came over and his eyes widened.
"! The entire 'W' section is missing!" He cried, "Was it taken...?"
"I can only think of one person who would take an entire section of 'W' cases Mia worked on." Jasmine stated, her right arm, with the hand not holding her cheek, crossing over her stomach in thought. The older Wright twin nodded and the duo left.
"Well, aren't you persistent." White commented as the twins re-entered his office.
"Sorry, but there's something I have to ask you." Phoenix said.
"Mr. Lawyer, Ms. Aide...I really hate having to repeat myself..." White said, "But it seems the message has not yet penetrated your thick skulls...Stop bothering me! If you try my patience further, I fear a nasty accident may occur. Do I make myself clear?"
Crystal. Jasmine growled mentally, hating the deal she made with her brother years ago. He said she could be his aide only if she kept her remarks to herself. She had reluctantly agreed, only because of what being her brother's aide promised.
"Mr. White...see this?" Phoenix said, showing the CEO the suicide clipping. "It's an article describing the suicide of a politician." Phoenix continued, "He was embezzling secret government funds. Then, one day, word got leaked to the press. The very next day he took his own life."
"And this concerns me how...?" White asked.
"We found this article in Mia's office." Jasmine explained, her face blank.
"Ms. Mia...?" White asked.
"She had a file filled with articles like this." Phoenix continued, "Every one of them was labeled with a single word...'White'."
"...!" White was shocked.
"Mr. White, I know what you did to this politician." Phoenix said, "You were blackmailing him!"
"Blackmail?" White asked.
"Not just him, either." Jasmine added, "You were threatening and coercing hundreds of others!"
"You were involved in all of the suicide cases that Mia investigated!" The twins accused in unison.
"This company is built on blackmail!" Phoenix stated. At White's silence, Phoenix asked, "We're right, aren't we?"
"What a bizarre accusation." White denied, "Mr. and Ms. Wrong...What is it that you should be doing now? Investigating me? No no no. I think not! You should be searching for the one who killed Ms. Mia!" White then went over to the intercom and turned it on.
"Secretary's Office, hello?" A voice asked.
"Mr. and Ms. Wrong will be leaving now." White stated.
"Yes, sir." The voice said, "I'll send someone right away."
"Wait a second, Mr. White..." Phoenix said.
"You're wrong, Mr. White." Jasmine stated, sounding professional and cofident, though her hand still covered her cheek.
"Excuse me?" White asked.
"What we should be doing now is going after you!" Phoenix cried.
"Just what are you insinuating?" White asked.
"Mia was on to you. She was keeping tabs." Jasmine said, "Because of this, you had April May tapping Mia's phone."
"Then, Mia was murdered," Phoenix continued, "and all the documents about you mysteriously disappeared. So, the culprit would be...?"
"..." White refused to answer.
"Even a child could work it out, Mr. White." Jasmine smirked, her right arm holding her stomach again.
"You did it!" The twins accused in unison. White was silent, turning on the intercom again.
"Secretary's Office." The voice said.
"We won't be needing an escort for Mr. and Ms. Wrong." Mr. Color said, "Instead, please connect me to the public prosecutor's office."
"Of course, sir." The voice said, "One moment please..."
"White? That you?" A new voice said, "What are you doing calling me at a time like this!?"
"Hello. Chief Prosecutor?" White said, "I've changed my mind. I want to testify tomorrow."
"What's this about?" The Chief Prosecutor asked.
"The Mia Fey case." White clarified, "I witnessed the murder, you see. And, thus, as a very important witness, I would like to testify."
"What? Why now?" The Chief Prosecutor asked, "I thought you said you didn't want to go to court?"
"Quietude...!" White cried, "I told you I changed my mind, didn't I? Oh, and one other thing. Send the police over here right away. The man and woman are standing right in front of me. They look dazed but could be violent!"
"What? What man and woman?" The Chief Prosecutor was obviously very confused.
"Are you even listening?" White said, "The executioners! The hatchet-men! The liquidators...The killers, man!"
"What!?" Phoenix cried as his sister's eyes widened.
"Mr. White...this isn't another one of those..."
"Chief Prosecutor." White interuppted, "I do not believe you are in a position to freely offer your opinions to me, correct? I'm telling you to send the police, now!" The intercom turned off and Jasmine felt dread fill her. "...Did I not tell you, Mr. and Ms. Wrong?" White smiled, "You are a mere lawyer and aide! As was Ms. Mia."
"How dare you!" The twins shouted.
"I will point the finger at you, and you will be tried as Ms. Mia's killers!" White said, "The case is as good as settled. Now lawyer of any worth will defend you two. I have friends in the local lawyer's association, you see. You'll be given a lawyer so stupendously inept that they make even you look competent." Suddenly, Gumshoe burst into the room.
"Detective Gumshoe, reporting, sir!" He cried, "Aaa! Butz! Hairy Butz!"
"Wright, actually." Phoenix corrected, "Phoenix Wright. And my friend's name is 'Larry'..."
"Oh, right! Sorry, pal." Gumshoe said, "And you're Jasmine, right?"
"Yeah, you remembered." Jasmine stated, her face blank and her hand still on her cheek.
"Yeah. Butz was that murderer, right?" Gumshoe asked.
"Detective Gumshoe." White interuppted, "I present to you, the man and woman who killed Ms. Mia Fey!"
"W-what!?" Gumshoe cried.
"Take these despicable human beings into custody." White said, "...Farewell, Mr. and Ms. Wrong!"
Nick and I were led away by Gumshoe. They then questioned us in the detention center. But...something strange happened when I was being questioned. First, they asked why I was holding my hand on my cheek. I told them I couldn't answer. White was the one who slapped me and he controls the police. They wouldn't believe me. But I was forced to remove my hand anyways and they saw the bright red handprint left on my left cheek. Besides that, they asked why I wanted to kill Mia but before they could get too far...Gumshoe got a call and they let me go. He said they checked out my alibi and that I was cleared. Why do I feel like that was...Miles? Anyways, Nick's trial starts tomorrow and White's set the trap for us. The state assigned Nick an attorney but he refused. He's got a plan and it involves me and Maya, who was cleared and let go at the same time as me.
September 8th, 3:37 PM
Detention Center
Visitor's Room
"Wright! Mr. Wright!" Maya cried as the two girls, one a spirit medium and the other a legal aide with a bright red handprint on her left cheek, sat across from the defense attorney, well Maya sat while Jasmine stood again.
"Oh, Maya! Jazz!" Phoenix cried, surprised, "Great, they let you out of detention. But why'd they let you out, Jazz?"
"They checked out my alibi, apparently." Jasmine shrugged, "Someone called and they let me go."
"Just now." Maya smiled, "The same time as me. It's all thanks to you!"
"Hah." Phoenix said, "Now I'm afraid we've switched places."
"What?" Maya cried, "You mean, you...?" Maya looked up at Jasmine who nodded sadly.
Nick and I explained everything that happened to Maya.
"I don't believe it!" Maya cried, "How many people does that man need to destroy before he's satisfied!? My mother...My sister...And now you guys! This has gone too far!" Maya's cheeks puffed out, her hands clenched into fists and her face was determined. "Mr. Wright, please tell me, is there anything I can do?" Maya asked.
"Um...well..." Phoenix said, "Well, you could cheer for me in court."
"Cheer for you?" Maya asked, surprised, "You mean...like a cheerleader?"
"Huh? Um, yeah, like that." Phoenix nodded.
"Alright! Leave it to me!" Maya agreed, looking determined again.
"Huh?" Phoenix and Jasmine asked in unison.
"I'd better go get a uniform and some pomo-poms...!" Maya said, moving to leave when Phoenix cried,
"W-wait. Wait wait wait."
"What what what?" Maya asked.
"I'm kidding! It was a joke!" Phoenix said.
"No way!" Maya cried, surprised.
"If there's one thing you should know about my brother, it's that he has bad jokes." Jasmine whispered in Maya's ear, causing her to giggle quietly.
"No really, I was kidding." Phoenix said, unaware of Jasmine's words. "But thanks. It's good to know you're on my side." Jasmine put a hand on Maya's shoulder.
"But...but I can't just sit here and do nothing!" Maya cried, "I've got to give that man a piece of my mind!"
"Okay." Phoenix agreed, "Then, come to the court tomorrow."
"O-okay!" Maya smiled, hands clasped in front of her. "I'll be there! I'll show them a thing or two!"
"And I'll be there too!" Jasmine grinned, though it was odd with the bright red mark on her cheek.
Even though it's a new century, crime is the same and now we have a new system. Trials have to end in three days. Most end in one, with a guilty verdict. Tomorrow, the real criminal will be appearing as a witness and will be trying to convict my brother, and quite possibly me as well, despite that I've been proven to have an alibi. It's time to finish this and finish it we will! It's either Mr. Color or Nick and Nick is sure as hell isn't going down without a fight!
There's the chapter! I hope you guys enjoyed! Oh and do you guys have any opinions for a voice actress for Jasmine, cause I know I need one but I can't think of anyone. Any suggestion would be helpful! Please review to let me know what you think! Later!