WARNING : BLOOD, GORE, CHILD ABUSE, NEAR DEATH! (MODERATED FOR TALES RELEASE)

THERE WILL BE RECOMPENSE FOR THESE SINS....

FIC IS DEFINITELY M.

Harry Potter and the Trials and Tribulations

Pain. Utter and all consuming agony. It had become it's life. It was all it knew. Fire burned through its veins, it was all consuming. Blood trickled down its face and its back was little more than bloody ruins. Its thin and battered body had never known comfort. It had never known what respite was.

It didn't know how old it was. Freak was after all not worth mentioning.

Its name was Freak. It was Its name. It was Its title. It was the only thing that It could truly call its own. Yet, it knew that another day of this and its thin, ragged body would never see another sunrise. It had reached Its physical limits. A large portion didn't care anymore. But, something deep down in Freak told it that it had to try. it had to struggle to live. Freak didn't know exactly why it had to struggle. After all its existence was that of pain. It didn't deserve anything more; and yet...and yet, it felt that it might have a purpose to living. Maybe it was just to spite them. Freak didn't know why it wanted to spite them but that was what it wanted to do.

In agony Freak pulled himself off of its small mattress in the cupboard under the stairs and tried the handle. To its immense surprise it was unlocked. Quickly Freak stumbled out of the house. Hopefully, it would be able to make it on the street; even in such a state. Master Vernon's and Mistress Petunia's television had often been turned to the news channel and while it did its work it had often overhead comments about various crime scenes and such. Once they had discussed 'gangs' such as the 'ghetto boys' and how in some groups they had given themselves new names. Freak wouldn't mind that part so much. But it knew that it had nothing to offer anyone, no one would accept it. Not even the most evil groups.

It had quickly fled Master Vernon's home and by the time the sun had risen freak had already left Privet Drive completely. However Freak, weak from a loss of blood collapsed in an alley not far from the police station in Surrey.

Somehow, Freak knew that he had reached the end of the line. It had no strength left. Freak managed to crawl to a shadowed corner. It was the first thing It had ever owned. It was Its corner. It was where it was going to die.

Freak's vision faded and it passed out.

12 Hours Later Large U.S. City

"Nick! You've got a client request!" Maya called to Phoenix.

"Alright. Where is the client?" Phoenix Wright asked.

"They are all the way in England. They've already sent you two two-way tickets." Maya said as she handed him a couple tickets.

"What are the charged with?" Phoenix asked.

"Murder of their nephew apparently."

"Wow. That's a serious charge." Phoenix noted as he grabbed his jacket.

"So you going to take the case?" Maya asked.

"I don't have any others, I figured I'd at least hear them out." Phoenix said as he made his way to the door.

"Okay!" Maya said.

"Let's get going shall we?" Phoenix said.

"Right!" Maya exclaimed as she raced after him.

Once Maya had exited the office Phoenix locked it behind them and put the 'Out of Office' Sign up.

18 Hours Later, Surrey Detention Center.

"Hello officer, I'm here to see a Mr. and Mrs. Dursley." Phoenix spoke to the man.

"Alright, this way please. You have ten minutes."

"Actually I'm a lawyer and they asked for me to represent them."

"You're going to defend them?" The officer's face lost it's friendly smile.

"I haven't decided but since they requested my services I might as well hear them out." Phoenix replied.

"I see." The officer said shortly.

Ten minutes passed and Phoenix and Maya were sitting across from a large man and his tiny; horse-like wife.

"Hello, you said that you wanted me to defend you." Phoenix began.

"That's right. After all, you are the best international lawyer." Vernon Dursley said.

"Could you tell me about what happened?" Phoenix asked as he watched them intently.

"Sure thing."

So they did.

According to what they said, they might have ignored him slightly but, that was it. He had his own room, ample clothes, access to enough food. They didn't abuse him, and that night someone had kidnapped him.

For some reason Phoenix didn't believe them.

"Alright, before I can do any more I'll need to check in with the police department, and confirm a few things before I can take your case." Phoenix dodged their question of if he was going to accept their case.

Not much later Phoenix had talked to another officer; found the Dursley's address and made his way there by taxi immediately. On the short drive to their home Maya and Phoenix talked.

"Nick, something felt wrong there." Maya commented.

Phoenix nodded.

"I thought the same thing. There is indeed something that stinks and I'm going to find out what it is." Phoenix promised.

They arrived at #4 and once paying the driver Phoenix and Maya passed the police line and walked up to the house."

"Hold it!" They heard a familiar voice.

"What!?!" Maya yelled in shock seeing the olive green trenchcoat.

"Gumshoe?" Phoenix asked in disbelief.

"That's right pal. It's a Police foreign relations thing. They sent me and wouldn't you know that the first day of work here and I'd run into you." Gumshoe laughed.

"This is unbelievable." Phoenix moaned.

"I'd agree pal." Gumshoe agreed pleasantly.

"Anyway, Gumshoe could you direct us to the crime scene?"

"You're taking their case Pal?" Gumshoe's eyes had hardened.

"Maybe." Phoenix said evasively.

"We don't know yet." Maya blurted out.

"Maya!"

"It's true!"

"This way pal." Gumshoe said.

They entered the abnormally clean house and moved for the stairs, suddenly Gumshoe stopped.

"What's wrong?" Phoenix asked.

"The boy's room. Maya you won't want to see this." Gumshoe warned as his hand weakly touched the curtain hiding the cupboard under the stairs.

"Why is there a curtain in front of it?" Phoenix asked.

"It was so bad that the investigators couldn't look at it very long. I'm warning you this is not pretty." Gumshoe said with a grim expression.

"Maya, why don't you take a look at the kitchen, just don't touch anything." Phoenix suggested.

Maya pouted slightly but agreed. As soon as the 19 year old left the room Phoenix turned to Gumshoe.

"Is it that bad?" Phoenix asked.

"Worse. I've seen some bad things pal, but this..." Gumshoe weakly pulled back the curtain.

Gumshoe was looking everywhere except inside the opened cupboard and in less than three seconds Phoenix was glad he hadn't eaten yet. Instead, the blue suited lawyer settled for dry heaves.

The cupboard was practically painted red with blood. Chunks of flesh laid limply across the entire cupboard, and spiders were all over in the enclosed space. It reeked of blood, urine, sweat, and death.

In less than fifteen seconds Gumshoe put the curtain back up. Thankfully the curtain blocked the horrid smell.

"That's..." Phoenix said sickly.

"There is no way it'd be like that if it was an abduction. Some of the blood stains are years old and much of the flesh is weeks old."

"What of the child?" Phoenix asked weakly.

"We don't know. A woman said that she hadn't seen their nephew in several days so she got worried and called us. So we came and investigated, Mr. Dursley's actions were hostile and we quickly returned with a search warrant. That's when we found....this...." Gumshoe replied thickly.

I've decided. There's no way I can defend them. But I'm going to stay anyways." Phoenix said.

"Why's that Pal?" Gumshoe asked.

"I'm going to look for the boy. Do you know his name?"

"Actually, yes, the Dursley's told us his name in questioning. It's Harry Potter. If you were to believe their son though, you'd think his name was 'Freak'." Gumshoe said grimly.

"They didn't." Phoenix said in a dangerously low voice.

"They did."

"Who's the prosecutor?" Phoenix suddenly asked.

"A chap known as Wylfred Von Manfried. Why?"

"Do you think they'd let Edgeworth to take this case?" Phoenix asked.

"The legendary international Prosecutor? If you could get him to come here, yes."

As if by magic Phoenix's cell phone appeared in his hand. After punching a single '3' into his phone he hit send.

On the third ring Phoenix heard the voice he was waiting for.

"Edgeworth speaking." Miles said.

"Edgeworth, this is Phoenix and I've got a really important request to make."

"What's that Wright?" Edgeworth asked.

"I need you to take a case in Surrey, England."

"Why?" Edgeworth asked curiously.

"They've killed a child."

"The case name?" Edgeworth's voice hardened.

"Dursley's versus England. Designation: RXR3." Phoenix said.

"I'll be there as soon as I can charter a jet."

"Thanks Miles."

"This will be my pleasure." Miles said with a hard voice before he hung up.

"Edgeworth's the best and he'll dig out exactly what happened." Phoenix said confidently before he made his way to the Dursley's kitchen.

"Nick! You don't look so good." Maya said in concern.

"I don't feel so good either. What I saw was...." Phoenix shuddered.

"Easy there pal." Gumshoe soothed.

"It was that bad?" Maya asked as her face paled.

"Worse Maya, much, much, worse." Phoenix said weakly.

"So what are you going to do Nick?" Maya asked.

"I've called Edgeworth, I'll meet with the Dursley's and let them know that I can't defend them in a while. Then...We've got to do some Harry hunting."

"Harry hunting?" Maya asked curiously.

"I'm going to find that boy." Phoenix said seriously.

"I'll help!" Maya promised.

"Thanks Maya."

The Next day 2:45 P.M.

Surrey Courthouse

"Enough! It is clear by the evidence in front of me that you did indeed dispose of Harry Potter. Therefore, I have no choice but to sentence you both to life in prison without parole. Dudley Dursley will be sent into the Foster Care system and the court charges the police force to investigate one Marge Dursley." The Judge sentenced as he pounded with his gavel once.

"Case Dismissed."

Surrey Police Station

2:55 P.M.

Freak heard a couple voices off in the background.

"Maya, the blood specks lead to this alley..." A man noted noted.

"So they do! Harry's probably in here!" the girl who Freak guessed to be Maya shouted.

With that the two entered its darkened alleyway and searched. Finally the man saw a scrawny body that appeared to be four, however, his records said that he should be six.

"Harry?" Phoenix questioned as he felt for a pulse.

"Who's 'arry?" Freak asked weakly.

"That's your real name. I'm glad we found you in time." The man said gently as scanned his broken body.

Freak, or rather Harry felt new strength. It had a name! It had been found by someone. Someone who cared.

"Wha'?" Harry asked in the same weak voice.

In the background Harry heard the girl speaking.

"Hello? We've found Harry! He's severely injured. We need an ambulance here immediately. We are near the Surrey Police Department. There's an alley..."

"Harry?" The man asked.

"Ye'?" Harry struggled to say.

"Can you promise me one thing?"

"'Wha'?" Harry asked.

"Live. The Dursley's can't hurt you anymore. Don't die okay?" The man asked.

"Try." Harry whispered weakly.

"You can." The man assured him.

Sirens blared and a white vehicle stopped at the alley entrance.

"In here!" The man shouted.

Immediate two more men and a stretcher appeared beside Harry.

Once Harry had been lifted up onto the stretcher Harry grasped the man's hand.

"Come wit'." Harry slurred.

"Medics?" The man questioned.

"It'll be good for him. You and the lady can come along." The lead paramedic said.

"Thanks." Harry whispered.

"My pleasure." The man with the spiky black hair and blue suit smiled at Harry.

Oh my, that's the most terrible segment I've ever written....I feel terrible and good at the same time. Although I'll be honest I cried writing this... I hate child abuse. It is such an evil.... But I know it happens, and while it was hard to write (not because I didn't understand it...) but because of the pain I had to convey....I'm so sorry Harry....

This is a run down of the first couple chapters of a Phoenix Wright/HP cross. Magic will be the focus of this potential fic; like objection, but Harry's only six at this point...

Phoenix is 24 at this time.

Maya 19

The next major character to appear would be Hermione. Yes, this would eventually be an Hhr Fic. (Only way to go ;) )

Yes, the title is derived from PW3.