(A:N: Hey guys! I'm happy to see that people still enjoy this story! So, REVIEWS!
technicolortardis: Emotions, just what the phantom didn't have. :p Thanks!
Natekleh: XD I see what you did there, maybe they should make combustional lemons while they're at it.
Elchikaah Haly: Yeah, she probably does. XD The spirits do age with time, and they also aged a bit because the animatronics were a little older by a few years, so that factored in also.
If you guys wanna see an awesome picture of Apollo's spirit with Foxy, then go check out BlackRoseBandKitsune on deviant art! And don't forget to check out the rest of her amazing drawings. Without further ado... Adou..? Ado..? Eh, Alex, DISCLAIMERS! Alex: ... THE real assistant doesn't own FNAF or Ace Attorney! She would know more about the FNAF movie and the The Great Ace Attorney more if she did!)
Freddy Fazbears Pizza
April 28- 6:05 AM
Trucy sat there, staring at the woman before her.
(Chancey... Chancey... I know that I should know this name, but-)
"Uhm... Are you alright Miss..?" Trucy took the hat off her head, twisting it as she stared at the ground. "Wright... Trucy Wright..." Chancey's eyes widened, but she still forced a confused look on her face. "Well, Ms. Wright, I have to go back onstage..." She began to walk off, but Trucy grabbed her arm, still staring at the ground. "No, you have a hour before this place even opens, a hour to explain what the heck has been going on. And why you tried to kill me." Chancey stood there, staring down at the young magician before sighing, grabbing the seat she was in seconds before. "I don't really see why you insist on finding out what's wrong. Well..." She smiled, tilting her head to the side. "Besides why we wanted to kill you, that is." Trucy didn't smile, she kept a firm frown as she glared at the woman before her. "Explain. Everything from the beginning. From how you came to be, to now."
Chancey sighed, tugging on her ponytail as she looked to the right. "It's... All quiet fuzzy really. I didn't even know I used to be human before today..." Trucy wanted to ask why, but from the expression on the woman's face, it told her she didn't want to go deeper. "I still remember the day I was murdered though... It was supposed to be a simple visit with my brother, Frank, to escape my mother..."
"Why did you want to escape your mother?" Chancey smiled sadly, and Trucy realized what she asked. She covered her mouth with her left hand, gasping. "I-I'm so sorry, it's not my place to ask questions like that!" Chancey shook her head, a small tear going down her face. "It's alright, nothings holding me back anymore. My mother was a drunk at times, and she would attack me and my brother because she thought we looked so much like our father..." She shook her head, wiping the tear from her eye. "At least one good thing came out of that... Anyway, we came to the pizzeria like any normal day, the staff let us in because they feel bad for us. I don't remember much, but I started to see this strange looking animatronic walking around the pizzeria. Me being the curious child I was, wanted to see it. But Frank didn't even want to look at it, he said he saw it, and he never wanted to see it again. I kept annoying him though, so eventually, he caved in." She shook her head and chuckled, "How naive I was..."
Trucy tilted her head, she knew the story behind the murders here, and one of the victims, but if what Chancey was saying was true... "You were a victim, weren't you?" Chancey nodded, tugging on her ponytail. "I was... There was a guard, he was working near Pirate's Cove. Frank persisted to ask him first about it, I had a feeling he didn't want me to see it. The person though... It seemed he didn't work more then-"
"One day." Chancey looked at Trucy in shock, accidentally tugging on her ponytail slightly. "E-excuse me? How did you know?" Trucy shook her head, waving a hand in front of her face. "It's nothing, just a guess."
(I shouldn't tell her about Apollo... He's gone after all...)
Chancey stared at her for a second before shaking her head, frowning. "Anyway, he said he never heard of the animatronic. Then, a friend of mine came over, although, for some reason, my brother hated him. His name was Bartholomew, but he preferred Billy." She looked to the right, a small smile on her face, then she shook her head. "He was always fighting with Frank, and after a few seconds, the worker told us to stop fighting. While they were fighting though... I saw it walk into a room. The man turned to me, and asked where I last saw it, so..." She shook her head, as if to clear her thoughts. "I-I lead them there... And... And..." She started to cry, tears streaming down her face as she placed her face into her hands. "It's all my fault!"
Trucy jumped slightly, then relaxed. She glanced to the left, biting her lip. She wasn't very good at comforting people, at least, not until...
She shook her head, scooting the chair forward until she was close to the sobbing woman. She wrapped a hand behind the woman's back. "No, it's not your fault..." Chancey shook her head, speaking through her sobs. "It is, if I only kept my big mouth shut and listened to my brother, then the four of us wouldn't have died!"
(This sounds oddly familiar...)
Trucy shook her head, forcing the woman to look at her. "No, it's not. If what you're saying is true, that's it's really the guy in that suit. He had a choice whether to kill you or not, and he did." Chancey forced her face out of Trucy's hands, looking up towards the clock on the ceiling. "... It's *sniffle* 6:55."
(It is?!)
Trucy looked at the clock in surprise, finally realizing how long it had been. "Oh, I'm so sorry for holding you up. Before you go, just one last question." Chancey nodded as she stood up, walking towards the right door. "... How many are possessing the suits here..?" She couldn't see Chancey's face, but she could clearly see her tense up. "... It's me, and the three other children." Trucy's eyes twitched, making her shut them, having to rub them. And when she looked up, Chancey was gone.
Wright Anything Talent Agency
April 28- 7:55 AM
Trucy quietly walked into the agency, and sighed when she saw Athena sleeping on her desk. Her father, though, was nowhere to be seen.
(I guess Athena was trying to fill in the papers about her last case...)
She sighed, taking off her hat and throwing it on the couch before sitting on it herself. She ran a hand through her hair before leaning back.
(Back there, Chancey lied to me about... Something, but why did she lie is the question.)
She drummed her fingers on the couch, and hummed a familiar tune. "Dum de dum dum..." She then stopped, snapping her fingers.
(She said she died... And it seems she died in the same case Apollo did... So maybe that case Daddy did will help! I'll have to get that file though...)
She slowly stood up, careful not to make any sounds to not wake up the snoring defense attorney. She then tip toed over towards her father's desk, dodging over her magic equipment. When she got to his desk, she didn't take a seat behind it, but stood up as she typed into the small computer on his desk.
(If Daddy still documents his trial info, then it should be on here somewhere... Ah ha!)
She scrolled the mouse down the files on the screen until she got to one labeled 'Animatronic Stuffing'. She hesitated, but then shook her head, clicking on the file. She didn't look at it, she went straight to the 'Print' button, and decided to print it at the agency. She glanced over at Athena, a worried look on her face.
(Sorry Athena, you're gonna have to sacrifice your nap, but it's for a worthy cause.)
She clicked print, then quickly shut down the computer. She ran towards the printer as Athena jolted awake, falling to the ground behind her. "OBJECTION!" Athena stood back up, striking a fighting pose as she looked around. She stopped, and smiled sheepishly as she saw it was only Trucy using the printer. "Oh, hey Trucy!" Trucy smiled and waved at the attorney before grabbing the paper, heading to her desk. "Morning Athena, had a rough night?" Athena nodded, picking up the chair that fell. "Yeah, Mr. Wright wanted me to finish that report from a couple days back... And the fact that it's due today." She picked up the stack of papers off her desk, and set it in a bin next to her. "And done, so, how was work?"
Trucy hummed as she went through the papers she printed. "Oh, it was slightly eventful, nothing Trucy Wright couldn't handle though!" She then laughed, shaking her head. "Eventful indeed..." She looked over the paper again, reading the title her father gave it first before the actual case.
-The Robotic Turnabout-
-Date: March 23, 2028-
-Leading Defense and assistant: Phoenix Wight and Athena Cykes-
-Leading Prosecutor and assistant: Miles Edgeworth and Kay Faraday-
-Accused: Jeremy Fitzgerald-
-Victims: Apollo Justice, Chancey and Frank Schmidt, and Bartholomew Fitzgerald-
-Also accused of: The kidnap of Gregory Fitzgerald-
-Cause of Death: The bodies were found mangled inside the animatronic suits, so it was difficult to obtain a proper autopsy report. Studies have shown though that Mr. Justice lost a hand, and was stabbed in the eye before death occurred.-
-Witnesses: Fritz Smith-
-Verdict: Not Guilty-
Trucy set down the document, and stared off to the right.
(So... She was a victim... I need to ask her more tonight.)
"Trucy?" Trucy jumped, making a box fall off a shelf next to her. It conveniently fell on top of the papers she was reading. Trucy mentally sighed in relief before she turned towards the door, seeing her father standing there. Unlike the other times he greeted her though, he wasn't smiling. She nodded her head, trying to gain back her composure. "Morning Daddy! How's your morning been so far?"
"Good. Trucy, I want you to see something." He dug into his pocket, and showed her the object Trucy dreaded to see. "You know what this is right?" Trucy looked down, biting her lip as she grabbed her left arm. "Yes... It's the magatama..." Phoenix nodded, lowering his arm, but not placing the green stone back in his pocket. "And you know what it does, right?" Trucy only nodded in reply, staring off to the left. "Now, Trucy... How was work last night?"
Trucy didn't answer, but she already knew by the glowing stone that there were psych locks. Phoenix shook his head, sighing. "Must be a pretty big secret to have 5 locks, all transparent except one.
(Wait, one isn't transparent?! So that may mean...)
Phoenix shook his head, looking towards Athena. Trucy could see him mouth a few words.
Get ready.
Athena nodded, grabbing Widget and pressing a button on it to make the mood matrix's screen appear. Phoenix then turned to Trucy, his eyes narrowed. "Is this... Is this about Apollo..?" Trucy could feel a tear crawling down her face, but she ignored it. "... Sorta..." Athena's screen flashed a dark blue, blocking out all emotions. But Phoenix's magatama didn't ceaze glowing, and it seemed to surprise everyone but Trucy.
(He must have broken the solid one...)
Trucy looked at her wrist, looking at the watch she wore. "Oh, Daddy, it's already 9! I need to get going!" She stood up, and walked towards the door, not looking behind her as she shut it. As she walked down the halls of the office building, she could hear Phoenix and Athena talking. "Mr. Wright, what are we going to do if she doesn't tell us..?"
"It's simple Athena, we follow her..."
(A:N: Well, this little chapter gave us a lot of back story, or at least some simple facts. XD I hope you all enjoyed it as much as I had enjoyed writing it! R&R, and remember, your flames warm my family!)