((i'm forever updating late. sorry for keeping you guys waiting for so long, i'm truly a lemon))
FRANZISKA'S ROOM
"For a home you don't even live in, this room is huge," Maya remarks as she paces around the expansive area.
"OH MY GOSH YOUR NEXT ROOM IS A CLOSET?" Maya calls out.
"Yes, knock yourself out," She answers and examines her chest of drawers carefully. I stand beside her bed, unsure of what to do.
"Take a seat if you'd like," she offers. She hands me a small photograph of herself and Miles when they were much younger. She is sitting next to Edgeworth on the colossal bed, and looked as if she was ready to strike a punch at him. He on the other hand, is gripping onto her unnoticeable fist; grinning as if he was honestly entertained. I never thought he would be content in that house, not even for a second.
"Wow you guys were so small!" I admire the picture, which earns me a whip lash on the arm.
"I'm not trying to draw your attention to us in the picture!" she shouts, slowly shining red.
"The last time I came here was when I was 14; I'd always stay someplace else when I come here. This picture was the last time I came and it remained untouched since," she began.
"Well it's awfully clean- I mean it's far from dusty," I offer.
"Exactly, someone must have planted something here, put I can't put my finger on it…"
I get up and look at her showcase, full of photo frames of an older woman, (possibly her mother), Miles and the albino from the clinic; medals and trophies for things I don't even know of; and a lot of decorative ornaments. There's a plush rabbit hidden there too, and it looks so out of place.
"That rabbit looks dodgy," I say and take it out from the showcase.
"H-hey, leave him alone!" she says in a childish manner.
"Awww even the prodigy has her own toys, huh?" I tease.
"Shut up!"
"Is that all you can say when someone puts you out of your place?"
"Ugh… we didn't come here to mess around," she reminds me. "Hey that snow globe looks weird," she says.
"When did you get it?"
"I don't know,"
"Well think harder, do you remember the other places you got your stuff from?"
"Yes I do actually- AH! So you've went as far as to implant a camera in my room now?" she sneers at the snow globe.
"What do you mean?" I ask
"My murderer has been trying so hard to track my family, it seems that I'm next," she shrugs.
"You think this person has something to do with Edgeworth's poisoning?!"
"Oh yes, definitely,"
At that point Maya left the closet wearing a woolly white scarf with a hat to match.
"What did I say about getting a coat?" Franziska sighs.
"I heard someone cough in there," she mutters as tears swell in the corner of her eyes.
"Why didn't you confront him?!" Franziska shouts and races to her closet room.
"What is going on Nick? I don't like this," Maya panted. I squeeze her shoulder and keep telling her it's alright. The door suddenly shatters and there falls an unfamiliar figure, cloaked in a black hoodie.
"Tell. Me. What. You. Are. Planning!" Franziska shrieks and whips him after every word.
"Gaah..!" the figure shrieks in a piercingly high pitch. I could hear nothing but the crack of a whip until Franziska yells: "you foolish, fool, uncover him!" before I could even acknowledge what was happening before my own eyes, it's Maya that carries out Franziska's orders. They unveil a woman in, possibly, her mid-forties, with two swollen eyes.
"W-who is she?" Maya asks.
"It's you… the women who took on my sister's case," Franziska gasps, clearly mortified.
"Hello sunshine," she answers wryly, only to get a kick landed on her face (by Franziska; who we had to restrain) causing her to lose complete consciousness and a small amount of blood pooled around her mouth.
Hickfield clinic
"YOU DID WHAT?!" Edgeworth shouts only to quickly recoil.
"I found a potential suspect that's what," Franziska remarks.
"You knocked a woman out unconscious!" he gives back
"I've found a person who could possibly have murdered my sister and her husband!" she shouts back as equally as loud as him. There's an awkward silence in the room.
"Heidi…Dead?" Miles says as though it he cannot believe it. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"Oh yes, I was going to but then… YOU GOT POISONED," she roars, then lets out a breath in regret for losing her calmness.
"Franziska, do you think this is all related somehow?" I ask
"It could be, either way I didn't like that woman anyway," she sighs, then storms out of the door; leaving only Edgeworth, Maya and myself in the room.
"Wright! What the hell was she talking about?" Edgeworth asks.
"I don't know exactly," I begin
"Actually I think there's someone really dangerous on the loose," Maya sniffs. "I heard her tell Nick that her room in the Von Karma Mansion was being taped, you've been poisoned and then there's her sister…" Maya trails off, probably reminded about herself and Mia
"You mean there's a serial killer?" Miles asks quietly, probably exhausted from all the shouting.
"Exactly," an unfamiliar person calls from across the corridor.
"And I'm your new body guard," the person groans.
"Agent Lang?"
13th February 12:00
Edgeworth's p.o.v
He still couldn't believe a word that came from the agent's mouth the day before, he couldn't believe that he himself was a target of those stupid murders, and he definitely could not believe that Manfred Von Karma was also a victim. To think that the man could have lived freely if it weren't for that stupid organisation!
He's furious not to have noticed something was wrong from the beginning. Sure he knew his little sister was in some sort of trouble, but he didn't think she is being hunted down and wanted decapitated! He should have realised, how foolish of him, how utterly foolish of him to fall so ill at a time of need.
"H-hey," Phoenix enters the hospital room, breaking the bubble of self-hate enveloped in Edgeworth's mind.
"Wright… what do you want?" he asks bitterly.
"N-nothing. It's just… I wanted to see how you are," he replies slowly.
"Why? Why do you care?" Miles asks in hopes to drive the attorney away.
"I would care Miles, we're friends. And it's not every day a serial killer organisation is hunting after you or your sister," he answers without spite. "It's alright to feel scared,"
Miles doesn't feel scared; not at all. Maybe it's the anger that's built up so much; it's clouding any room for fear.
"I am NOT scared. I just want to return to good health so I can figure this out," Miles sighed
"Well you will, we all will, I promise," his friend reassured him.
"How do you know? Why do you sound so confident?"
"Agent Lang told me a few interesting things. But you should rest up before you know anything else," he answers, walks to the chair beside the bed.
"Where's Franziska, have you spoken to her after that?" he asks the attorney.
"No, I have no clue where she could be," Wright shrugs
"She's at my place, so you can all stop worrying," the albino materialises out of nowhere, causing the two men to flinch as if they were caught doing something reprehensible.
"Ah, Frank, so I take it you're aware of what's going on?" Miles asks to see Frank nod.
"Oh MY GASH, you're the Phoenix Wright!" Frank starts at the attorney, holds his hand out and shakes it with Wright's with much enthusiasm
"Yes, I am," the attorney chuckles in his usual modest manner.
"My name is Frank Alaska Rodriguez Von Karma Brian," the man introduces himself.
"It's nice meeting you," Wright greets.
"You too! Anyway Franziska came up with a plan last night," Frank begins.
"We've figured that if they want to find us, then we may as well let them,"
"You mean you're planning to have them over?" Miles groans.
"Exactly! Aw, Miles, you really are a little genius ~," he mocks. "We thought that we'd have some sort of ball to occur sometime this month and invite a tonne of people, from that we – and my we I mean Franziska- can make her deductions and take this case further," he finishes with a smile painted broadly from cheek to cheek.
"That sounds ridiculous," Miles concludes. "That's way too risky, and what will the event be for? Her father's death?" he retorts sarcastically, then realises how offensive that would have been if Franziska was in the room. The poisoning definitely took his head in.
"No Miles; for someone so smart you can be so dumb. Come on big brother, what is the Von Karma's so known for?"
"Being ruthless prosecutors?" Wright asked
"Mister Phoenix Wright, continue acting that way and we may not even exchange numbers," Wright flinched at the flirting.
"Oh yes, they're nobles in Germany," Miles started. "Wait this is to celebrate you becoming the new head?" Miles asks, clearly not approving this.
"Me? Don't be silly, how can an illegitimate child take on such a role without shaming the family?" he asks.
"I'm talking about Franziska. She's probably going to be the youngest head of a household to have ever been seen ~,"
((i really hope this wasn't very OOC; i just think Franziska or a poisoned Miles would be thinking straight if any of this were to happen in cannon :P))