Sylar and Elle Bishop

Wright & Co. Law Offices – Los Angeles, California

It was Sylar and Elle Bishop that appeared in front of the Wright & Co. Law Offices. The two were briefed by Arthur Petrelli about the unknown but dangerous power that Phoenix Wright ended up possessing. Both of them were warned to be extremely carefully when approaching and confronting Wright. However, the two of them seemed to be a bit confident in their own abilities.

"What if there are people with Wright?" Sylar asked?

"Do you have to ask?" Elle asked in response. She was not above taking hostages. Due to Elle's sociopath mindset, she was not above "collateral damage." To Elle, collateral damage was part of the job.

It had gotten Elle in trouble a lot back at Primatech. Her father, Bob Bishop, was no longer the head of Primatech. Elle was no longer an agent for Primatech. She and Sylar were now agents of the Pinehearst Company.

"Ready?" Elle asked.

Sylar nodded.

Elle would hold out her right hand as it sparked with bright blue bolts of electricity. She had ruthless precision and accuracy in her strikes. In the case of Wright, Elle was planning to incinerate him.

However, Sylar was far more interested in Wright's "power."

Sylar would hold out his hand and telekinetically open the door to the lobby area. The two of them would nonchalantly enter through the entrance and make their way up the steps to the lobby.

They would slowly walk up the steps. Neither of them wanted to make a sound and alert anybody that was sitting around in the lobby. As they got close enough towards the entrance of the main lobby, Sylar and Elle would stop in their tracks. They would keep to the walls and listen to the conversation going on between Larry, Phoenix, and Maya.

"What did Mia say?" Maya asked.

Phoenix sat back on a chair facing opposite of Larry who was in his "precognition mode." He was drawing yet another picture. That was the only thing Larry could do in order to pass the time. At the end of each picture, Larry would make "readjustments."

Giving a sigh, Phoenix would bow his head down. "Mia said it is up to me to figure out who's trying to kill me."

"Mia?" Elle whispered to herself.

Sylar remained quiet. Now he was getting curious on whom this Mia person was. For the meantime, the two of them would continue to ease drop on the conversation between the three people.

"Awwww," Maya pouted.

"Edgeworth said he's coming here soon," Phoenix added. He would lean his head back and relax a bit. If Phoenix relaxed, maybe he could think of something to do next.

At that time, Larry snapped out of his trance.

Phoenix and Maya turned to face Larry. "What did you draw this time?" Phoenix asked with an impassioned tone of voice. This was getting to the point where Larry was getting a bit boring. His pictures were still the same. However, Phoenix was not fully convinced on if Larry could actually draw the future.

Larry placed down his sketch pad. The newest drawing was of Sylar and Elle leaning against the wall ease dropping on their conversation. Phoenix and Maya turned to examine the picture Larry had finished drawing. Again, the picture was below of what an amateur could do.

"I would be convinced that this power would help Larry draw better," Phoenix thought to himself.

"Who are these two?" Maya asked curiously.

Larry shrugged his shoulders. "I only draw them," he answered.

Sylar and Elle looked at each other with a sense of shock, alarm, and fear. The person had precognition. They were starting to believe that this mission would be easier said than done.

Larry looked down at the picture. He would look at Elle in the picture. "I wonder if she's single…"

"If she's real," Phoenix jokingly interjected giving Larry a ribbing insult.

"Why do you have to be so mean?!" Larry sniffled. His eyes started to tear up. He was about to cry up a river.

Elle was wide-eyed at the thought of her and this person hooking up. She would turn away from Sylar. With her other hand, Elle would press a finger on her tongue that was sticking out. The thought of them two together made Elle want to vomit.

Her right hand started to charge up with more electricity. It seemed that Larry would be the first one that Elle would kill.

Phoenix looked at the picture again. "Then again, isn't her chest a bit flat?" he asked. He didn't really mean it. Phoenix just needed to get Larry to not cry in his office.

"FLAT?!" Elle thought to herself.

"What kind of peanut gallery is this?" Sylar thought to himself. This was a situation that not even his intuitive aptitude could help him out with. This ability allowed Sylar to learn and analyze things. However, this was one situation that Sylar could not analyze.

For the first time, Sylar did not really want to learn. He didn't want to learn about Larry.

"FLAT?!" Elle thought to herself again. She was literally screaming inside her head. The thought of someone saying she had a flat chest enraged Elle. Now she wanted to murder Phoenix Wright for implying that I have a flat chest.

Sylar turned to face a seething Elle.

"Elle, please calm down," Sylar calmly begged. He knew what was going to happen if Elle blew her top. The mission would go wrong, they would have to retreat, and report back to a very unsatisfied Arthur Petrelli. Disappointing Arthur was by no means an option.

Elle would take slow and deep breaths to relax.

At that moment, Larry cheered up. "I got it; I'll just make her breasts bigger!"

Elle would gape at that remark. She would look at her chest. Sylar and Elle would peer through the entrance way as they would watch Larry add his own "touches" to the picture.

Right now, Sylar was thinking about what a sad individual that person was.

Phoenix would let out a slight laugh as he shook his head at Larry redoing the picture. Larry would make Elle's bust size a triple-D cup in the picture.

"I'm giving her a triple-D cup," Larry said with excitement.

Elle froze at the thought. She would look down at her chest. There was no way that Elle would want a D-cup let alone a triple-D cup.

Sylar turned to face Elle. His eyes would shift and look at Elle's chest. Now he was starting to imagine Elle with a triple-D cup.

Maya would hover over Larry as he gave Elle in the drawing a triple-D cup. She would gape at what Larry was doing. "Whoa, she looks like a cow!"

"A COW?!" Elle thought. She was starting to get very pissed off. The cow remark had also gotten Sylar's undivided attention. Now he wanted to kill them for insulting Elle. Like Elle, Sylar had now given looks to kill.

"I got it!," Larry beamed. "I'm going to give her a sexy milk maid outfit!" Before Larry could get to work, Elle would storm in the lobby.

"Do it and die!" Elle lashed out. She had looks to kill.

The "playful" atmosphere of the office turned very intense as everybody turned to face Elle. Phoenix and Maya looked at the drawing and then back at Elle who was standing right before their very eyes.

"The woman of my dreams is real!" Larry cried out.

"Woman of dreams my ass!" Elle exclaimed. She had overheard the entire conversation. "As if I would ever go out with a pathetic loser!"

Larry started to tear up again.

Phoenix slowly rose up and looked at the picture again. "Wow, she is real-"

Elle didn't hesitate as she held out her right hand and fired a near lethal bolt of electricity at Phoenix's chest. Before Phoenix could say anything, the bolt of electricity had made full contact.

The impact called Phoenix to fly back from where he stood to the opposite end of the room. Phoenix would hit the wall with a violent impact, bounce off, and land on the floor. He would curl up, groan, and roll on his back. Phoenix was in a state of shock and pain.

Larry and Maya stood frozen in shock at what happened.

"Nick…?" Maya softly asked. She was in a state of fear.

Larry turned to face an angered Elle and turned to face a barely conscious Phoenix. For the moment, Phoenix was seeing stars. Phoenix was groaning in immense pain. On top of that, there was a hole burned through Phoenix's shirt. Phoenix's chest was charred black. However, Phoenix was still alive.

"Whoa, not cool! Not cool at all!" Larry exclaimed. He was about to confront Elle.

Elle turned and gave Larry the glare of death. On top of that, Elle would hold up an electrically charged fist.

Larry would jump back with fright. "Don't hurt me!"

Elle was silent. She was debating whether to kill Larry, hurt Larry, or do both to Larry. Giving another look at Larry, she would give a sigh of disgust. "You really need to grow a pair."

Then it occurred to Maya. Everything was true. These two people were out to kill Phoenix. She would turn to face the barely conscious Phoenix.

"NICK!" Maya exclaimed in fear and concern for her friend's life. Before she could do anything, Maya found herself being pushed and held up against one of the opposing walls. While being pinned, Maya couldn't do anything but talk.

Sylar entered into the lobby with his right arm held out. He was the one responsible for pinning Maya against the wall. Maya's eyes shifted towards Sylar who approached the desk. Her eyes would shift back to the barely conscious Phoenix.

"Nick, get up! Please get-" Maya said before being cut off by Sylar. Sylar's hand made a motion of a grip. He would telekinetically grip Maya by the throat to keep her from screaming for help. Sylar would turn to face the desk of the drawings Larry made.

His hand would still be held out to keep Maya pinned against the wall.

With the other hand, Sylar would telekinetically grab the pictures that Larry drew. Looking at each of them one at a time, Sylar would raise an eyebrow. He took a look of the one with the solar eclipse.

"A bunch of people are going to streak when a solar eclipse hit?" Sylar asked Larry.

"Oh, that. I put my own personal touches after I'm done," Larry answered.

Sylar gave a sarcastic nod. He wasn't an artist; but, Sylar could tell a crappy artist from a professional.

"A person like you doesn't deserve an ability," Sylar said with disgust. He was disgusted that a person like Larry had a special ability.

Then Sylar would turn to face Maya. He would slowly walk towards her. Sylar could tell that Maya also possessed a special ability. Maya's heart was beating like crazy. She was afraid, very afraid.

Maya wanted to call for her big sister.

Sylar would loosen the telekinetic grip on Maya's neck. Maya started to take fast breaths as she could breathe again.

"What is your ability?" Sylar asked.

Maya defiantly shook her head, "not telling!" Sylar signaled to Elle.

"Tell me or artist boy dies," Sylar demanded.

Maya was still defiant. Larry was about to piss his pants as Elle was planning to zap him with a more than lethal dose of electricity. This would be beyond overkill. Larry kept to the wall as he hyperventilated like crazy.

"PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!!!" Larry sobbed as he started to cry out a river. He even went on his knees to plead for his life.

"Your friend doesn't want to die," Sylar said to Maya. "Maybe I'll give you some extra incentive," he added. With the other hand Sylar would place the thumb and his index finger of his left hand close together at the side of Maya's neck.

He would start to make an incision on the side of Maya's neck.

Maya started to scream and cry in pain as Sylar started to "torture her." Elle would also follow lead as she was about to send a lethal jolt to Larry's body.

"HOLD IT!"

The words ringed through the minds of Sylar and Elle as they stood frozen as if their minds short circuited. They stopped what they were doing and placed their hands down. Maya landed on her feet as she slowly started to move away from Sylar. Larry started to move away from Elle.

After five seconds, Sylar and Elle snapped out of it. Sylar no longer had Maya in a grip. Elle no longer had Larry as a hostage. The two of them were wondering what had just happened. Then they remembered those two words that rang through their minds.

Sylar and Elle turned to face Phoenix who managed to stagger back up to his feet. He was breathing hard and heavy. Phoenix's left hand was clutched over his bare chest. After this, Phoenix was going to have to get a new change of clothes.

Phoenix's eyes would shift towards Elle, "I must thank you for that jolt of electricity." He turned to face Larry and Maya. "You guys all right?"

Maya nodded happily. Larry rapidly nodded. Phoenix turned to face Larry who just pissed his pants. He looked down to see the puddle that Larry recently made.

"Looks like I'm going to need to get new carpeting," Phoenix thought to himself.

"Not for long," Sylar coldly said as he used telekinesis to pick Maya back off the floor again.

"HOLD IT!" Phoenix demanded.

Sylar's brain short circuited as his arm dropped. At the same time, Maya fell on her behind as she gasped for air again.

Elle turned to face Sylar. Now she was starting to understand what Arthur meant by the "dangerous" power that Phoenix Wright had possessed.

"That's it, I'm done playing around," Elle said as she held out her right hand to fire a deadly bolt of electricity at Larry.

Phoenix turned to face Elle. "HOLD IT!"

Elle's mind temporarily short circuited as she stopped was she was doing. Her hand would fall back into place and the bolts of electricity would disperse.

Sylar and Elle would snap out of it again. They would blink their eyes and stare at Phoenix. For some reason, he commanded them to "hold it." Those words were more than enough to stop Elle and Sylar from killing Larry and Maya respectively.

"So that's the power Arthur was talking about," Sylar said.

"What power?" Phoenix asked.

"He didn't know. He said that he couldn't let you use your ability to ruin his plans," Sylar answered. He was starting to realize was a dangerous threat the power possessed by Phoenix posed.

"Who is Arthur?" Phoenix asked.

"He's my father," Sylar answered. He wanted to make "father" proud. There was no way Sylar could go back without killing Phoenix. "I don't want to disappoint my father… We have to kill you and your friends."

Sylar would face Maya and attempt to use telekinesis again.

"HOLD IT!" Phoenix yelled. This time, he would be pointing his right index finger. Pointing the right index finger seemed to be helpful this time.

Sylar could feel himself being violently pushed and thrown into the wall. He hit the wall hard and bounced onto the floor. This time, Sylar was holding himself in pain.

"What was that?" Sylar asked. He was amazed and shocked at the same time. "Such awesome power," he groaned.

Elle gasped and turned to face Sylar. "Gabriel!" Elle cried out. For hurting Sylar, Elle wanted to hurt Phoenix. Phoenix was slightly far away and seemed to now possess telekinesis. Elle turned to face Larry again. She was about to fire a bolt of electricity at Larry.

"HOLD IT!" Phoenix yelled out. This time, he would point his right index finger at Elle. Elle's mind short circuited. At the same time, Elle got jolted by electricity. Elle ended up flying back and hitting the wall.

Elle would land on the ground as she curled up in pain. She would breathe hard. "What the hell?!"

Slowly, Elle and Sylar would stand up to their feet. The two of them would look at each other. They would turn to face Phoenix. Their eyes would narrow as they advanced on him.

Phoenix looked at the two of them. He would look at his right index finger. Quickly, Phoenix would aim his index finger at Sylar. However, nothing happened.

"What's going on?" Phoenix asked himself.

Sylar and Elle would cautiously approach.

"Maya, Larry, get out of here now!" Phoenix demanded. Before they could move, Sylar would hold his hand back and shut the door.

"I can't let them leave here alive," Sylar said to Phoenix.

Elle's hands would charge up with electrical currents. She was going to give Phoenix a violent and painful death.

Phoenix pointed his index finger at Elle next. Nothing came out.

"I must thank you for the polar charge you gave me," Elle sarcastically complimented. She and Sylar continued advancing on Phoenix.

"Why isn't it working anymore?" Phoenix asked.

"You do not fully comprehend or understand your powers," Sylar answered. "You never will," he added.

Phoenix slowly backed away from the advancing Sylar and Elle. His back would touch the wall. He was afraid for his life. But, he was more afraid for both Maya and Larry.

"C'mon… Think Phoenix, think!" Phoenix thought to himself. He might as well stall for time. The more time Phoenix can stall for the better.

Sylar and Elle continued moving in on Phoenix.

"Who are you people?" Phoenix asked.

"We're like you, we're special," Sylar answered.

"Special? What do you mean by special?" Phoenix asked. He got Sylar and Elle to stop advancing on him. This would be the best way to buy time to think up a plan to get out of this alive.

"There are people like us across the world that possess powers that normal humans cannot even understand," Sylar said.

"I see," Phoenix replied.

"I've lived with my powers ever since I was a kid," Elle said. "Powers don't come out at the same time. They come out when you're young or when you get older."

"How many people are there?"

"Hundreds of thousands, possibly millions," Sylar answered. "I'm sorry; but, talking is over. I'm going to have to kill you now…"

"I'll have to object," Phoenix fired back.

"Object?" Sylar asked. Now Sylar was having thoughts of doing the complete opposite of what he was going to do. He shook his head a bit.

"Oh no you don't," Elle said as she moved in on Phoenix.

"I object to the two of you killing me," Phoenix said. He was starting to understand his power a bit. However, he was not very sure about what to do really.

"He's objecting," Elle said to Sylar. It was like that their minds were in a thought freeze.

Sylar huffed and continued moving on Phoenix. "There is no objecting," he said to Phoenix.

"I still object," Phoenix replied.

Sylar stopped moving. His mind stopped as he stopped what he was doing. It caused Sylar to pause.

"This isn't a court of law," Elle said.

"So what? I still object," Phoenix said as he faced Elle. There was a tone of seriousness in Phoenix's voice when he was "objecting" to Elle and Sylar killing him.

"Objection overruled," Sylar said.

"Objection!" Phoenix called out. This time, he didn't point his finger. It was enough to cause Elle and Sylar to stop in their tracks.

"Why can't I kill you?" Sylar demanded.

"I objected," Phoenix said. He was shocked that "objecting" had worked. For a moment, he didn't think it was going to work at all. Much to Phoenix's surprise and dismay, it worked.

The effect wore off as Sylar and Elle continued moving on Phoenix.

"You can't-" Sylar said before he was cut off.

"OBJECTION!" Phoenix called out at the top of his lungs. He was using his diaphragm this time. This had a more powerful effect.

Sylar and Elle froze.

"We can't do anything!" Elle lashed out.

"He's objecting. Every time he objects, we can't do anything," Sylar added. He was getting frustrated.

Elle and Sylar had to use a lot of will power to snap out of it. They started to advanced.

"It's over," Sylar said.

"OBJECTION!" Phoenix called out at the top of his lungs. He would point out his index finger this time. This had the desired effect.

"He's objecting," Sylar said.

Elle nodded as if she was a different person. "Only thing we can do is not kill him?"

Sylar nodded.

"Give me your driver's licenses!" Phoenix demanded as he pointed his index finger. This had no effect.

"No," Sylar said.

"OBJECTION!" Phoenix yelled.

The word of "objection" rang through Sylar's mind again. Sylar started to understand that Phoenix Wright's ability was "Objecting to Fate." This was an ability that had a few byproduct abilities. It was indeed a very dangerous power.

Sylar had no choice. He pulled out his wallet and gave Phoenix Wright his driver's license. Phoenix took it and placed it inside his pocket.

"Give me all of your money," Phoenix said.

Sylar was silent. But Elle would speak out. "I'm not giving you any money!"

"OBJECTION!" Phoenix yelled as he pointed his index finger at Elle. Elle did the opposite of was she was not going to do. She would pull out a wallet, open it, pull out several twenties, tens, fives, and one dollar bills. Elle would hand the money to Phoenix.

Quickly, Phoenix would pocket the money.

Elle would pull out the loose change of quarters, dimes, nickels, and that one spare penny. She would give the loose change to Phoenix.

Phoenix would take the loose change from Elle. "Give me your car keys," Phoenix said.

"Don't push it," Sylar growled.

"OBJECTION!" Phoenix yelled pointing his finger at Sylar.

"Damn you," Sylar growled as he was compelled to give Phoenix the car keys. He could grab the car keys from his pocket and toss them to Wright.

Quickly, Phoenix would move away. He would run in the direction of Maya and Larry. "Let's get out of here," Phoenix impressed. He, Maya, and Larry would quickly leave the room. Phoenix would rush into his office and grab the letter opener on the desk.

As they left the room, Phoenix would lock the door. The three of them would race outside the building. Quickly, Phoenix would lock the door. He needed to do whatever it took to slow down Sylar and Elle.

With the letter opener, Phoenix would see the parked rental car Elle and Sylar used. He would use the letter opener to puncture the tires. Afterwards, the three of them would rush into Phoenix's car.

Phoenix would turn the ignition and start the car. He wasn't going to hesitate. Quickly, Phoenix would pull out of the parking lot and get onto the main road. As soon as the trio left, Sylar and Elle snapped out of it.

"Where to?" Phoenix asked.

"You need to get medical help," Maya said. Phoenix nodded.

"Damn it!" Sylar fumed. He felt angered and humiliated. They had no money. On top of that, Phoenix had Sylar's driver's license.

"What the hell just happened to us?!" Elle asked. She was really pissed off.

Miles Edgeworth

JFK Airport Terminal – New York, New York

Miles Edgeworth did a spit take. He quickly spat out his sip of the finest tea while reading through the comic. For a moment, Edgeworth was starting to believe that this was all a sham. He had read through every moment of what had just happened.

"This is one of the most ridiculous things I have ever read," Edgeworth said.

Edgeworth would look at his watch. The next flight towards Los Angeles was about to leave. He would turn the next page and see that Wright is getting medical help.