Chapter 27:
"What are you talking about?" Philip asked.

"Someone was planning a different scheme right under your nose, Philip." Layton stated.

"Who is it, Professor?" Luke asked intently.

"Someone who hid their intentions from everyone, even those closest to them. this person has cleverly fooled everyone." Layton began.

"WHO?!" Philip yelled.

Layton turned and pointed dramatically. "It is you."

Philip looked stunned and angry. "Is this a joke? I'm not laughing!"

The fake Rowland held an unreadable stare and stayed silent.

Philip turned to his creation, his eyes fuming with confused rage. "WELL?"

The fake Rowland smiled. "What he says is true."

Philip growled with hatred. "What?!" He turned to the professor. "What has she been planning?"

Layton nodded and began his explanation. "While we were searching, Luke, Flora, Nalah, and I stumbled upon a room which held some very interesting items. There was a giant machine in the middle of the room, and pocket watches."

"That's a strange combination." Inspector Rowland breathed.

"Indeed." Layton said. "But when you think clearly and put the pieces together, you find that these items can be used for the same purpose."

"What purpose?" Nalah asked as she tried to make sense of it.

"The entire ceremony we witnessed was a charade, created by the fake Inspector Rowland." Layton explained.

"What?" Luke exclaimed.

"But it looked so real!" Flora added.

"She used the machine we discovered to create the fire that encircled Emmy." Layton stated.

"So that's why the machine reached the ceiling! It was going through the floor to make that fire!" Luke announced, suddenly putting the pieces together.

"That explains why it was so hot in there." Nalah added to herself. She thought for a moment. "So then, what were the watches for?"

"Pocket watches, such as those, have been used in the practice of hypnotism, which I suppose you three know already." Layton smiled as he noticed his apprentice blush, remembering his little hypnotism performance earlier.

Layton cleared his throat and continued. "Rowland used this practice to hypnotize Emmy."

Gasps shot out of most of the inhabitants of the room. "What are you talking about?" Philip practically screamed.

Layton frowned at Philip's tone, but continued. "Rowland made Emmy believe she is really the princess of Locusamator. She made certain that Emmy would give you trouble in the process, which is why she acting so out of character."

Emmy stared at the professor in attempt to make sense of his conclusion, not processing the fact that she was not who she thought she was. Philip stared at her, half expecting her to snap back to normal and make another harsh statement. He quickly turned to Rowland and shot her a deadly glare. "What are you planning?"

The fake Inspector smiled. "Something far better than your pitiful plan."

Philip gritted his teeth and clenched his fist until they began to turn white. Philip had believed his plan was well thought out, and to have his creation tell him otherwise was not acceptable in his terms.

Rowland obviously liked his reaction and continued. "You created me to aid you in your plans, to help perfect them, and to gather information. Your goal was to find this treasure of Locusamator and make yourself famous."

The robot turned to Layton. "You may not know this, Professor, but Philip is quite jealous of you. He has been for a very long time. You see, you got the position as professor of archaeology at Gressenheller University, the same job Philip had applied for."

Layton was surprised by this, while Philip looked stunned. "How did you-?"

Rowland smirked. "I was told to gather information, so I did. You did not like the fact that Hershel Layton, a man so young at the time, had gotten the job you applied for. A few years later, you learned about his discovery of the Golden Garden. You wondered how he could do so much and become famous almost overnight, while you were still trying to find a decent job. As the years went by, you grew angrier and angrier, then you decided you wanted revenge."

Philip began a quiet rant about "Unreliable pieces of junk" and "Stupid machines", while Rowland watched with amusement. "You came up with this plan for revenge. You needed to kidnap and use a female close to Professor Layton, though I don't know why you chose the feisty one. I would have chosen the small, squeaky girl." Rowland glanced in Flora's direction, causing the girl to quickly stand behind Luke.

Rowland had a sense of pride in her voice as she finished. "You planned to bring back the Princess through Emmy, but I knew that you couldn't do it. I made it look like the ceremony was real, so I could distract you. All of you."

Philip glared at the mechanical inspector, his eyes boiling with despise for her. "Why?!"

"You created me to do evil, something you do not do well enough. You wanted evil. Evil you will get!" Rowland sniggered. "You wanted to be famous? Well, you soon will be. You will be known as the man who assisted me in this great plot!"

"What 'great plot'?" Luke asked.

Rowland let out a crazy sounding cackle, and swiftly ran towards the wall, slamming her hand down on a button that surprisingly no one had noticed. Rowland turned to face everyone, her artificial eyes glowing a dark red, and laughed as the room began to shake.

"W-what? What's happening?!" Luke blurted out suddenly, looking up at a large shape coming down from the ceiling.

The panicked group hastily made their way out, followed by the professor dragging Emmy, who had frozen in confusion at the sight of the crumbling room with him.

"What is that?!" Nalah screeched.

"It looks like a machine!" Inspector Rowland yelled in response.

Sure enough, a large machine rose above the group, all watching in horror as the fake Rowland casually jumped into it. "You want a mere treasure, I want the whole kingdom!" She let out a laugh almost too similar to Philip's, and began making her way up through the rock and towards the surface.

"ARE YOU INSANE?!" Philip shouted at the out of control robot controlling what could be sudden death at any moment.

Rowland didn't answer, but instead continued to laugh, pretty much answering his question. Philip began to yell and curse about his "unreliable companion" as the professor lead Emmy away from him.

Layton gripped Emmy's shoulders. "I know you're in there, Emmy."

"Unhand me!" Emmy yelled.

"Listen to me. Wake up, Emmy." Layton said.

"Are you deaf? Let go of me!" She attempted to release herself from his grasp.

"Emmy, I know your in there. Remember who you are."

"Let go!"

"Emmy..."

Emmy stopped. "You...really care for this Emmy, don't you."

Layton smiled. "I do."

Emmy allowed a harsh grin to escape. "Well, I'm afraid she is gone."

"No."

She glanced up.

"No. She isn't gone. She's still in there. She's too strong to let someone take control of her. She is strong enough to get out of this. She always has been, always will be. That's something I admire about her."

Emmy's expression softened. "Professor..."

In that moment, Emmy's mind flooded with memories.

She remembered the first time she met the professor:

"No need to thank me, miss. Helping a young lady like you is the duty of every gentlemen."

When she first began working for him:

"I'm Emmy Altava, your new assistant!
Call me Emmy!"

Her first encounter with Luke:

Layton knocked on the door. "Luke? My name is Hershel Layton. I'm a friend of your father's. Could we talk for a moment.

"Certainly. But first, you'll have to solve my door puzzle," a young, mysterious boy answered.

Aftermath of Descole's first defeat:

Descole stood atop of his destroyed machine. "Layton, soon you will see that you cannot defeat me. But I believe that is for another time."

"Impossible! The Professor will never lose to the likes of you!" Emmy proudly stated.

Her teasing Luke:

"Second assistant." Emmy said.

"Hmp! Apprentice number one!" Luke corrected.

The most recent memories.

"Emmy!" Luke nearly knocked her over as he ran into her arms in a huge embrace.

"I didn't mean to hurt that poor man. But...but...I couldn't just sit and watch as they tried to hurt you." Flora was almost in tears.

Layton placed his hand on Emmy's. "There's no need to worry, my dear. Everything will turn out all right in the end. I promise you that."

"She is strong enough to get out of this.
That's something I admire about her."

"Emmy."

"Pr...Professor?"

Layton smiled. "Good to see you back."

Emmy blinked, trying to figure out if she was dreaming or not. "Professor?"

She suddenly realized who was in front of her. "Professor!" She jumped into Layton's arms, overjoyed to finally be reunited with him. The professor smiled, wrapping his arms around her shaking figure.

"I'm glad you are alright!" Emmy proclaimed.

Layton smiled. "And I am glad you are as well."

Emmy heard a crash and looked up, just realizing that something was seriously wrong. "Where am I?" She took in the scene before her. "And what in the world is going on?"

Layton sighed. "It's a long story. I'll explain later, but for now, we need to stop that machine."

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I finally got a chance to use the computer and update! I didn't realize we would have so much homework this week! (and I didn't get off my lazy butt and write this weekend. Sorry!) Anyhoo, I hope you enjoyed this chapter!