A/N: Hey guys! Sorry for how long this chapter took. It was actually kind of hard to write. The last trial chapter I wrote, for some reason, I was on a roll. This time… not so much. Hopefully it's just as good…

By the way, what do you think about the cover picture for this story? That's not a picture of Phoenix taken from Google, that's one I DREW! I also tried to draw Danny in the PW style. I thought about doing both in the DP style, but I just like the more realistic style of PW.

Well, enjoy the chapter!

The Phantom Turnabout

Day 2 – Trial Part 1

July 22nd, 9:30 AM

District Court

Defendant's Lobby 3

Danny Fenton

I walked into the lobby today to find Mr. Wright looking over a file, Maya reading over his shoulder.

"Hey guys," I said, coming over. They both looked up.

"Hey Danny. You okay?" Mr. Wright asked. I smiled weakly.

"Yeah. Although… I think I remember some of what happened that night. Not everything, but…" I trailed off with a shrug. Mr. Wright and Maya glanced at each other before looking back at me.

"What is it?" Mr. Wright asked.

"Well, Jade did channel a spirit that night," I started. I had thought a lot about how to explain this to them. "It was that of a ghost I recognized from home. Her name is Desiree, and she's a hostile ghost. That's all I remember, but… I think she might have attacked me."

"But why would she attack you?" Maya asked.

"Well, I am the son to the two most famous ghost hunters in Amity," I said.

(Even if they've never met Desiree before) I added in my thoughts. Mr. Wright was nodding. Maya looked worried.

"Jade would have had no control," she muttered softly, more to herself then to me.

"The only way Jade would have winded up with bruises is if you defended yourself and attacked back," Mr. Wright said thoughtfully before looking at me. "But… how do you know how to fight?"

"Well, I get bullied a lot," I said with a shrug. "I picked up a few things while dealing with it."

A chill shot up my spine, and Mr. Wright looked at me curiously, one of his weird eyebrows lifting slightly. It was the same look he had given me in the Detention Center when he asked if I had any secrets, and again, I got the feeling he knew I was lying.

"Danny!" two very familiar, and totally unexpected voices, called from behind before Mr. Wright could say anything. I turned and found my two closest friends running over. Sam tackled me in a hug, Tucker not too far behind. I was surprised, but grateful at the same time.

"What are you guys doing here?" I asked.

"After hearing that you were arrested, we caught a flight here," Tucker explained. I smiled warmly.

"Thanks guys," I said, looking between the two.

"Court is about to start. Please proceed to the courtroom," the bailiff said. I grimaced slightly, looking over at Mr. Wright. He smiled slightly.

"Time to go," he said. I nodded, looking back as Sam and Tucker.

"See you later," I said.

July 22nd, 10:00 AM

District Court

Courtroom 3

Phoenix Wright

"Court will now reconvene for the case of Daniel Fenton. Is the prosecution ready?" the judge said.

"Yes, your honor."

"Is the defense ready?" the judge asked.

"Yes, your honor," I replied, still thinking about what happened just a few minutes ago in the lobby. Danny said that he learned how to fight and defend himself because of being bullied, but, at the same time, the Psych-Locks that had appeared around him before had appeared again.

I think I'm definitely going to have to look more into that. More and more, I felt it had something to do with this case.

"Yesterday, it came to light that there might have been a struggle. Court went into recess to give the prosecution and the defense time to investigate this matter. Mr. Walker, what were your results?" the Judge said, turning to the man behind the prosecutor's bench.

"No new evidence came to light, your honor, but we did find two witnesses," Walker said, his hands behind his back.

(One of them must be Sean, but… wouldn't that HURT his case?) I thought, thinking back to the written testimony I had gotten from Noah Itall.

"Well, go ahead and call your first witness," the Judge said. I frowned slightly at the fact that the Judge didn't ask me anything, considering I DID find new evidence…

Sean stepped up behind the witness stand, although instantly, I knew something was wrong. I had heard a soft gasp from Danny and, glancing over, I saw him staring at the boy on the stand with a look of horror. Even Maya grabbed my arm.

"Something's wrong with him," she hissed. I looked back at Sean, studying him. He stood straight, a disinterested look on his face, his arms crossed, totally different from his slightly slouched stance and ever curious and friendly demeanor. And something was… different about his eyes, though I couldn't place it.

"Name and occupation," Walker said, seeming totally at ease.

"Sean Itall, high school student," he said. It was his voice, but the tone was one Sean's never used before. Maya's grip on my arm tightened.

"Why don't you tell us what happened that night?" Mr. Walker said.

"I was walking past the Channeling Chamber when I heard the sound of a fight," Sean started.

"Hold it!" I said, surprised at how readily Walker gave ground in the fact that there was a struggle. "Why did you leave the dining room?" I asked.

"I had to use the bathroom," he said, one of his fingers tapping an impatient rhythm on the inside of his arm. Not finding anything wrong or contradictory, I nodded for him to continue.

"I opened the door to look in, and found Danny and Jade fighting. Danny seemed like he had the upper hand."

"Hold it! What do you mean, Danny had the upper hand?" I asked.

"Well, he had her pinned on the ground," Sean explained, pushing his glasses up calmly before returning to the tapping on his arm.

"But Jade was fighting back?" I asked.

"As much as she could, really. I went to pull them apart, but… Suddenly, Jade managed to push Danny off and used a candle holder to hit him in the back of the head."

"OBJECTION!" I yelled. "Jade couldn't have used one of the candle holders," I said.

"Why not?" Sean demanded in a very un-Sean like way. I couldn't help but wonder what was wrong with him, but I pushed that to the back of my mind right now.

"Because there are no candle holders!" I said. "And any candle that would have been in her reach aren't even candles, but oil burners! If she had used one of those, both her and Mr. Fenton would have suffered from severe burns. But they didn't!"

There was a collective gasp, and muttering from the gallery. Sean frowned, pushing his glasses up again, while Mr. Walker's eye twitched again. The Judge slammed his gavel a few times before the court room fell silent again.

"Is this true?" The Judge asked. To my small surprise, it was Maya that answered.

"Yes, your honor. There aren't any candle holders in the Channeling Chamber. I can attest to that as the Master of the Kurain Channeling Technique. After all, I have to go in there quite often," she said with a smile. The Judge looked at her for a moment before nodding.

"Alright. Then what was the defendant hit with?" he asked.

"Perhaps he sustained his injury when he hit the alter?" Mr. Walker said, trying to regain his momentum. I frowned, having no choice but to let him right now. After all, Ema still hasn't finished analyzing the ash, so I had no evidence to disprove him right now. The Judge looked thoughtful before nodding.

"Perhaps." He looked down at Sean, who seemed calm again. "Please continue," he said. Sean nodded.

"Before Danny fell unconscious against the alter, though, he pushed Jade back, and she hit her head on the floor. Then he stabbed her before stumbling back and into the alter. He slid down against it, finally falling unconscious."

"OBJECTION!" I yelled again, my voice cracking slightly.

I couldn't believe this! The beginning sounded somewhat close to the written testimony I had received from Noah Itall, but this last part was different! TOTALLY different!

"What now, Mr. Wright?" Walker demanded, sounding bored himself.

"There are MANY things wrong with that statement!" I said, pointing at Sean. "First of all, Jade was on at mat when she was found, so there's no way hitting her head on that would have knocked her out! Second of all, if my client had been hit in the head BEFORE he moved around the room, his blood would have been found in more places than just the one spot it was found! Third of all, if he 'slid down against' the alter, then there would have been a line of blood, not just a spot. Finally, that entire last statement TOTALLY CONTRADICTS THE SIGNED, WRITTEN TESTIMONY YOU GAVE YOUR FATHER!" I slammed the paper down on the desk in front of me as I finished, ignoring the eruption from the gallery at my words. "Mr. Itall! You've been lying this entire time, and I demand to know why!"

Sean glared at me, sweating so heavily it made his nose slick, causing his glasses to fall down every time they were fixed. It was one of the times that his glasses weren't covering his eyes that I realized why they looked different.

Rather than the bright blue they normally were, they glowed with an eerie green light, just like the Magatama or the liquid I had found in the Channeling Chamber.

"Wha…?" I gasped.

"THAT'S NOT MY SON!" A voice yelled from the gallery. I looked over and found Noah Itall standing from his seat, pointing at Sean, a look of horror, worry, and anger on his face. His anger turned to Walker.

"What did you do to my son!?" he demanded, causing another uproar from the gallery. The Judge's gavel was useless in the face of that accusation, and I noticed Walker tugging at his collar, sweat springing on to his forehead.

"Me!? Mr. Itall, I can assure you, I did nothing to your son," Walker said in that disgustingly smooth voice of his.

"LIAR!" Noah yelled. Just then, Danny stood from the defendant's chair.

"He's being overshadowed!" he yelled. This brought silence to everyone in the room as they stared at the boy, mostly in confusion.

(Huh…?) I thought blankly before looking back at Sean, who had a sneer on his face. He had taken off his glasses finally, and was holding them in his hand, his glowing eyes visible to everyone. He glared daggers at Danny, who looked back at him. I could see a small amount of fear in Danny's eyes, but not much.

July 22nd, 11:14 AM

District Court

Courtroom 3

Danny Fenton

"You!" the boy hissed before a figure suddenly appeared behind him. I was rooted to the spot, watching the ghost, helpless to do anything. I couldn't go ghost, not in front of everyone, and I had none of my parents' ghost hunting tech on me, thanks to being arrested. Sean's eyes rolled into the back of his head, and he crumpled while the ghost glared at me. I recognized him as one of Walker's henchmen.

"You just had to reveal me, didn't you!?" he snarled before suddenly flying straight at me.

"Watch out!" Mr. Wright yelled. I looked over at him in time for him to push me out of the way. I fell, sliding slightly on the sleek floor.

The ghost tacked Mr. Wright head on, throwing him back. I heard the sickening crack of Mr. Wright's head hitting the ground, and a lump formed in my throat.

"Nick!" Maya gasped, darting forward. The ghost floated away from the man and turned back to me. Before he could move, though, he was encased in the blue light that I recognized from the Fenton Thermos. I glanced in the direction of where the light was coming from and saw Mom holding the Thermos steady as the ghost was sucked in. She quickly put the cap on and vaulted over the low wall that separated the gallery from the rest of the court room, darting over to me and throwing her arms around me. Dad, Jazz, Sam, and Tucker were all close behind.

"G-guys, I'm okay, really. Someone needs to check on Mr. Wright, he hit his head pretty hard," I said, trying to free myself from Mom's gasp.

"Oh, don't worry about me," Mr. Wright said, and I looked over my mom's shoulder to find him standing just behind her with a smile, rubbing his head. Maya hovered nervously by his side, but I noticed relief on her face too.

"After all, I've taken a lot worse."

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A/N: And that's where I'm ending this chapter! Thanks to TheGrueHunter for helping me with how I should show the switch in POVs. I find this way seems to work the best!

My favorite part of this whole chapter is Phoenix pointing out ALL of the contradictions in Sean's last statement. I had fun writing that! Also, did anyone catch my punny names...? I had hoped for comments on that last chapter, haha (Not that I'm trying to fish for reviews. I'm just curious as to whether I'm as clever as I thought...)

Don't worry, there will be a second part to this trial. I just felt like I should cut this chapter in half, especially since I haven't gotten a chapter out in a while and the entire trial day will be LONG. This isn't the last trial day either. After all, they get three full trial days, and I plan to milk that for all it's worth!

I hope you guys enjoyed the chapter! And don't worry, Phoenix is fine. His last line is the truth, after all!