"We didn't think you'd be here, Ms. Byrde..." Iris said, glancing up and down at Maggey's figure. She appeared to be drenched in her own sweat and judging from her heavy breathing, she likely ran her way to the Side Room.

Maggey coughed for a moment before chuckling. "Just wanted to stick around and see if I can do anything for my old boss, I mean..." her eyes shifted to Iris, giving the rookie lawyer a sly smirk.

Gumshoe scratched the back of his head, chuckling nervously. "I appreciate it, Maggey, but we've already got it covered and-"

"Oh, come on now, sir," Maggey insisted, startling the detective as she took a step forward. "Didn't you always take me to all the cases you worked at when I still a guard at that prison?"

Iris raised a brow and gave a questioning look at Gumshoe, whose eyes were nervously locked to Maggey's.

"Remember all those murder cases?" she asked rhetorically, staring up at the detective with a look akin to a predator. "The one with that Steel Samurai actor, that fiasco with Lana Skye...didn't you say I was a great help every time I went with you?"

"Y-yeah...?" Gumshoe replied hesitantly, nervously taking a step back, only to be stopped by the wall as Maggey giggled creepily and approached him.

"Then let me help you," she said in a seductive tone as she wrapped her arms around Gumshoe, pulling him closer to her. "Besides, after everything that happened between us, don't you think we should spend a little more time together?"

Gumshoe gulped, his heart beating fast as sweat rapidly poured down his face. During the first time he ever laid eyes on Maggey, Gumshoe had always tried to express his feelings toward her. If this were any other situation, this would be the best day in his life; but after what happened months ago and seeing how different Maggey had become, this was the most terrifying experience in his life!

"Enough, Ms. Byrde," Iris said from behind Maggey, crossing her arms. Gumshoe couldn't contain his relief at the intervention, letting out an audible sigh.

"Detective Gumshoe and I have work to do and frankly, your sudden appearance is not helping," the rookie lawyer bellowed in an authoritative tone.

"Oh, it's you," Maggey rolled her eyes before turning a vicious glance at Iris. "Don't you have some lawyering to do somewhere? You're ruining the moment."

Iris chuckled humorlessly. "My lawyering involves someone you happen to be very intimate with from what I heard, Ms. Byrde. I take it you've met my twin sister?"

Maggey let go of Gumshoe, who then hurried away from her direction, and turned to Iris with a glare.

"Okay, I get that you want me to help, I really do," she said sarcastically before showing a sly smirk to Iris. "But I don't have much info that'd help you win. In fact, I think whatever I say could land your little cousin in jail, Rissy."

Iris flinched in response. Rissy...no one has ever called me that since my days as a nun at Hazakura Temple! The only one who ever called her that was...

"How did you...?" Iris asked, her voice trailing.

Maggey giggled evilly, maintaining her sly grin as she adjusted her glasses. "Dolly told me. She told me all about you back when I was a guard at the prison she stayed in. She was really fun to talk to!"

"W-well, I-I, um..." Iris cursed herself. Damn it! Don't let her get to you! You need to pry info out of her! Calm down and try to corner her by talking...

The rookie lawyer took a deep breath and stood up straight, looking at Maggey like a general observing his troops. "I see you are very familiar with my sister," she said in the most authoritative voice she could muster.

"Oh, Rissy, you have no idea~!" Maggey let out a playful and cutesy giggle that unnerved Iris. Hearing that giggle alone made her flashback to all the times she heard that kind of laugh from Dahlia. All the times she manipulated people with that giggle...

"Okay then..." Iris mumbled to herself before immediately going back to her professional stance. "If that's the case, I'd like to go back to the beginning and ask for details on your relationship with Dahlia. Your time in the prison with her, your interactions with her, and other things you did with my sister."

"I don't know, Rissy, you might not like what I'm about to say~" Maggey sang, her tone still teasing and playful.

"That's part of a lawyer's duty, Ms. Byrde," Iris said. "Now please, start with any important details on your relationship with my twin sister."

Maggey then made a pouty face as she rubbed her chin in thought before a mischievous smile spread across her face. "You know, there was one time Dolly and I were alone in the cell. It was cleaning time in her cell, but we were alone and the cameras were off, so we took the opportunity to...touch more than with just our lips..."

Iris' face suddenly flushed red. "W-what...!?"

Gumshoe also blushed. Seeing the ordeal as something he shouldn't partake in, he slid back into the corner and tried to stay as silent as possible, the only things keeping him in the Side Room being the box of special effects makeup and the possibility of getting a good testimony from Maggey. Von Karma would have his hide if he didn't get enough evidence, after all!

"Oh, you should've seen it! Dolly was exceptionally good with her fingers-"

"S-skip to something else!" Iris shrieked out, hiding away her red, blushing face, much to Maggey's amusement.

"Oh, come on, I thought you wanted to know every part about my relationship with your sis, Rissy!" Maggey pouted, putting her hands on her hips.

"Every part that was important to this case!" Iris hissed back. "Skip to something actually relevant!"

"Fine, fine, you party pooper!" Maggey grunted in annoyance before clearing her throat to begin her tale. "When I saw her, it was love at first sight! Her beautiful face, her silky red hair...when I saw her in the prison mess hall, it was like seeing a blooming flower in a withered garden. We understood each other, being lovers separated only by the iron bars of a jail cell."

"We're going off-topic again, Ms. Byrde," Iris said bluntly, rolling her eyes in annoyance. She didn't need to hear this. She honestly didn't. She's already heard various people go on about how beautiful and gorgeous Dahlia was, almost all of them unaware of her true nature until it was too late. She felt uncomfortable about those words then, and she absolutely hated hearing them now.

"When we were alone together, we'd often spend the rest of the time talking. And you want to know the thing she talked about the most with me: you, Rissy."

Iris perked up a bit, raising a brow in curiosity. Dahlia...talked about her?

"Really?"

"Yeah, how you two were raised together, how you ended up the way you were, even that little switcheroo thing you did!" Maggey giggled and closed her eyes. "And I gotta say..."

Maggey stopped and suddenly gave Iris a bone-chilling glare, bellowing out one simple sentence: "You have got to be the most pathetic woman I've met in my life."

One could just hear a pin drop as silence enveloped the room. Iris could only stare back at Maggey, her eyes widening as various emotions were beginning to spin in her mind.

Shock.

Confusion.

Anger...

Maggey noticed this, feeling a sense of pleasure in Iris' sudden turmoil. The weakest sister deserved it for everything she had done after all. The betrayal, the deception, the weakness. Especially the weakness, that pathetic woman!

Finally, Gumshoe seemed to have found his voice and slowly stepped out of the corner, crossing his arms as he stared down at Maggey with a stern expression. "Woah, that's a little too far, Maggey. She didn't even do anything to you!"

"Oh, really?" Maggey retorted, tilting her head slightly at Iris. "You just don't see what I see, sir. What's standing here is nothing more than the weakest sister that can't do shit without getting ordered around."

The weakest sister...

"I..." she paused as she narrowed her eyes at Maggey. "What?"

"Dolly told me lots of things about you," Maggey responded, jabbing her finger at Iris' chest. "Y'know, it's pretty funny that you're a lawyer. Was it because your boyfriend wanted to be one or was it because that coffee chugging teacher of yours told you to?"

Iris' hands balled into fists, anger slowly building up inside her. "I...I don't know what you mean..." she growled, narrowing her eyes at Maggey.

"Oh really?" Maggey sneered, her voice low. "That's surprising. I thought you'd catch on to how everyone needed to push you around to do something."

"That's not true!" Iris shouted back angrily. "I don't know what my sister told you, but I'm certain whatever it was, it isn't true!"

"Is that part of the training you two had true?" Maggey suddenly asked.

Any anger that was building inside Iris seemed to have deflated from shock. "What?"

"Dolly told me that Morgan trained you and her," Maggey began, taking a step forward. "She told me everything about it. The pain you two went through...the long hours being trapped in dark rooms, having ice cold water forced on you almost every day, and the constant bleeding wounds dear old mommy waved off as small scratches and signs of progress!"

Iris grimaced, taken aback by the disturbing things Maggey had said, but what disturbed her more was that she knew that everything this girl said was absolutely true. The painful methods, the hours of training...both she and Dahlia had suffered deeply from it, often getting sick or tired from the stress of it all...

"Why did Dahlia tell you all of this?" Iris asked curiously.

"I don't know. Maybe she finally found a girl she could actually trust," she answered bitterly. "After all, why have a backstabbing cowardly sister when she could have a loyal girl like me?"

Iris clenched her fists. "Backstabbing cowardly sister?"

"Don't pretend like you don't know!" she retorted. "You always tried to impress Morgan since you and Dolly were kids! You always obeyed and you always stood there like a good little puppet! What did Dolly do? She fought back! She knew what was really going on and she didn't stand for it!"

"And look where that got her now!" Iris hissed furiously. "Every time she fought back, Mother beat her to the ground more-!"

"But did you try to stop it?!" Maggey shouted back. "Called your mother out! Tried to end the pain she was putting you both through?!"

"I couldn't! We were children, how could we have?!"

Gumshoe just stared at them arguing with one another and remained silent, visibly uncomfortable with the current situation. Finally deciding that he did not want to stick around for this, he made himself as invisible as he can be, quietly grabbed the clothes box containing the make-up, and dashed out of the Side Room as quickly as he could. He'll get that possible testimony from Maggey later. She and Iris clearly had their own issues to deal with and he certainly didn't want to be at the center of it!

"Well, you could've done something! Anything! But no, all you did was lick Dolly's wounds after dear old Mommy Morgan hurt her and pretend like everything was fine! And you always did that, Rissy!" Maggey shouted as her body trembled in rage, tears streaming down her cheeks as she gave Iris a bitter look of contempt. "Because you were too scared to actually do anything to help! And you have no idea how much you've hurt me for doing that!"

Iris flinched at the sudden change of tone in her voice. Gone was the playfulness and the mocking edge to it and instead, it showed bitterness and sorrow. For a moment, Iris could've sworn she heard someone else's voice from Maggey, but she swore it off as hearing things.

"You have no idea what you're talking about, Ms. Byrde," she said with a low growl, clenching her fists as she gave a serious expression. "You might have a good idea on how our...home life was like, but that's all it is. An idea."

She took a step forward and gave a stern glare at Maggey. "You haven't gone through what we had to deal with and you certainly didn't see what Dolly had done. She wasn't standing up for anything, she just made the situation worse for herself!

"You think I didn't care about her? She would've died much sooner in life if I hadn't tended her wounds for every beating she got herself into!" she shouted, jabbing her finger at Maggey. "You thought I was some careless coward, but you don't even know me! I looked after her despite her constant injuries and I would NEVER leave anyone out of cowardice!"

"Then why isn't your boyfriend still around, huh?" Maggey countered with a deep growl, letting out a sneer as Iris' eyes widened in shock, stumbling back as if her legs as if she was struggling to stand still. "Oh, yeah, she told me about that too. You had one job, Rissy..."

. . .

Hazakura Temple, Four Years Ago...

"You just have one job," Dahlia said to Iris as she began rinsing her twin's long, flowing ebony hair. "You just need to pretend to be me for a while, act innocent, and get that necklace from that guy I told you about."

"I'm not sure about this, Dolly..." Iris said, nervously glancing at Dahlia as she continued to work on her hair. It surprised her when Dahlia came to the temple again after that "incident", which was what she preferred to call it.

It was a terrible ordeal that Dahlia had committed, something that had been unspeakable, to say the least. After that had happened, Iris assumed that she'd never see her twin again, especially since the two sisters had not been on good terms for a long now she was here again, dying her hair, chatting with her...and requesting a favor from her, needing help in the predicament she was in.

Apparently, she had given a necklace containing the poison she had used in a previous crime to a college student that had a crush on her in an attempt to hide it from the police. She needed it back, but the police were already suspicious of her as it is.

"Done!" Dahlia said happily, wiping the sweat off her brow before grabbing a nearby hand-held mirror. "Take a look."

Iris took hold of the mirror, looked at her reflection, and was stunned to see that her long, flowing black hair was now in the same color of red as Dahlia's. Dahlia saw Iris' surprised looked and smiled slyly.

"With our hair being the same, there's no way they can tell us apart now," she said, placing her hands on Iris' shoulders. "Now we need to get to the next part of the plan."

"Hold on, Dolly, I don't think this is going to work out," Iris said in concern regarding the whole ordeal. "What if the police catch me and arrest both of us for this?"

"The police will only get you if you do something suspicious, Rissy," Dahlia said, rolling her eyes at Iris' unnecessary worrying. "Just be on your best behavior like you usually are, because you're way better at that than I am. Then spend some time with that spiky-haired idiot, and make sure you get that necklace from him as soon as you can."

"You can't call someone an idiot, Dolly," Iris replied. "That's not nice."

"Trust me, once you see him, you'll understand," Dahlia responded.

"I know, but still-"

"Rissy, why are you getting cold feet now?" Dahlia asked. "Didn't you agree to this?"

Iris didn't need to answer that. Of course, she agreed to it. She even partially came up with the idea! Why? Honestly, she wasn't sure herself.

"Don't you want to help your sister, Rissy?" Dahlia said, motioning Iris' head to face her. "I'm really in a tight spot and isn't it family's job to help one another?"

You wouldn't be in that tight spot if you hadn't poisoned our cousin, Dahlia, Iris thought bitterly to herself but kept it down.

If there was an individual that had committed an atrocity next to you, any reasonable person would've just called the police and have them arrested by now. But Iris wasn't that.

As much as her mind kept shouting at her to just turn Dahlia in, especially considering what she had done, she didn't have the heart to do it. They were sisters after all, and sisters needed to stick together in their darkest moments. Especially after everything they've been through…

Maybe, just maybe, Iris I help her with this...I can reach out to her...to save her soul and give her the help she truly needs...

With a resigned sigh, Iris turned to her sister. "I'll get that necklace for you, Rissy. Just give me a few months, and I'll clear things out for you..."

Dahlia smiled. "I knew I could count on you, Rissy!" she said, giving her twin a tight once Dahlia dyed her own hair black, the two twins carried on with their plan.

The switch was quick and unnoticeable. Iris, donning her twin's signature white dress, pink shawl, and parasol, went to the college to do her role; whereas Dahlia, now wearing her twin's nun attire, remained in the temple, posing as Iris until her role was finished.

A week had passed since Iris and Dahlia made the switch. From what she had heard from her twin's messages, Iris was doing a good job posing as her. The police, while still suspicious towards her, had toned down on their prying; completely unaware of the switch that had to happen.

Dahlia grinned sinisterly at that. Iris was always the little goody two shoes of the pair. Her good behavior would make it look like the police were only hounding an innocent girl. She knew she could do that by herself, but Iris had more of a natural charm when it came to acting the sweet girl stereotype. Plus, if the police DO catch on, the switch should give her enough time to escape.

All she needed to do now was wait...

. . .

About two months had passed since the switch happened, and Dahlia was starting to get bored.

Posing as Iris was starting to be difficult. While Dahlia was able to fool all of the nuns into thinking she was Iris, there were moments that they would catch onto her slip-ups.

The lack of interest during spiritual sessions (one nun made a big deal of seeing "Iris" yawn in one for Pete's sake!), talking back at her superiors, and grumbling insults and rude names behind their back.

While she did apologize for her behavior to maintain the facade, a few of the nuns (that annoying fat one especially) were starting to get suspicious. Iris better has that necklace back by now...

. . .

One more month had passed and Dahlia getting annoyed. At this point, the police should be off her back now!

Iris was known for being polite, and since there was no news about them and they haven't knocked down on the temple's door to arrest her as of yet, it would be assumed that Iris had managed to get them off her back.

Walking to the temple's bathroom, Dahlia took out her phone and made a call.

"H-hello..." Iris said through the other line.

"It's me, Rissy," Dahlia said, showing a twinge of irritation in her voice. "It's been too long so I wanted to check on you."

"O-oh, of course!" Iris stammered nervously. "W-what do you-"

The police," Dahlia answered immediately. "Are they off your back? How about the necklace? Do you have it?"

"I..." Iris paused for a moment, trying to come up with words. "The police are still checking on me from time to time, but they've been doing it less and less ever since I...took your place..."

The police were lessening their investigation? That was good news.

"Then what about the necklace?

Iris paused for a moment, trying to think of what to say next. "Um...he's still holding on to it...I-I'm still trying to convince the police to stop pursuing you..."

Dahlia felt a twinge of irritation but sighed. "Fine. But get that necklace soon. If the police get that thing and find what's in it, then we're both done for."

"Y-yes, Dolly..."

. . .

Two more months had passed. Dahlia tapped her foot into an aggressive rhythm. This was bad. This was getting very bad.

The nuns in the Temple were catching on. They're not showing it, but Dahlia knew they were catching on.

Their suspicious glances, their whispering behind her back...

It was only a matter of time before they realized. Rushing to the nearest empty room, she grabbed the phone and dialed Iris' number.

"The police are no longer suspicious of you. They've been watching me for a while, and well...after three months, they decided that they might have been chasing the wrong person..."

Dahlia couldn't suppress her satisfied grin. The police were finally off her back! "And the necklace, did you get it back from that idiot?"

"He isn't an idiot, Dolly!" Iris replied in a surprisingly large shout. She dialed it back down. "Oh, um...Feenie still hasn't given it up...he says it's a symbol of our love..."

Dahlia's grin quickly became a frown and she let out an irritated groan. "It's a necklace. How difficult it is for you to ask it back!?"

"I-I don't know, he just can't let it go! I've been trying to get it off him for the last three months!"

Then keep trying until you get it from him!" Dahlia hissed. "And you better get it from him soon or else!"

Y-yes, Dolly!" Iris shrieked before hanging up. Dahlia massaged the temples on her forehead as she sighed.

Just when things were starting to get good. Still, though, she couldn't help but wonder what was up about Iris' outburst earlier. And also...

"Feenie?"

. . .

Six months...

It was now SIX months in total and Iris still hadn't gotten back to the Temple with the necklace in hand. It was just one tiny necklace, how hard was it to snatch it from a gullible dumbass?!

She picked up her phone and dialed the number. "H-hello-?"

"IRIS!"

"G-gah, D-Dolly, what is it?!"

"The necklace, Iris! Do you have it?!"

"I-I..."

"Just what are you doing there, anyway?! I gave you a job, didn't I?! Then why aren't you back here with my necklace!?"

"H-he still hasn't given it to me yet!" Iris shouted that miserable excuse. "Today's his exams and he thought that the necklace would give him good luck-"

"I have had it with your shitty excuses!" she shouted out. "If you aren't gonna finish the job, then I'll do it for you!"

"No, wait-!" Dahlia ignored her sister's pleas, cutting her off as she hung up and tossed the phone out of frustration. Letting out a low snarl, she stood up and began to make her way out of the temple. It was time for her to end all of this...

. . .

"And when she went down, you want to know what she found?" Maggey sneered, taking a step further to Iris, who fearfully took a step back. "Her traitorous, cowardly sister and that spiky-haired idiot sitting underneath a tree, kissing and acting like a stupid lovey-dovey couple!"

She made a mocking face before sticking out her tongue in disgust. Her expression then turned hateful, glaring deeply at Dahlia. "She saw that her sister was turning on her…"

"Stop…" Iris pleaded, taking a few steps back as tears began to spring from her eyes

"You remember what she did?" Maggey asked rhetorically, taking enjoyment as Iris kept walking backward until she reached the wall of the Side Roon. "Want me to jog your memory?"

"Stop please…"

"She poi-!"

"PLEASE STOP!" Iris suddenly burst out, crying profusely, her back against the wooden walls of the Side Room.

Maggey grinned maliciously in response. "So you do remember. That…"

. . .

"Will teach you to betray me, Rissy…" Dahlia said to herself. Dangling it with her fingers, she observed the little trinket that she wanted to reclaim since the beginning.

Motioning her other hand to the necklace, she twisted the top part of it then pulled it off. Taking a peek at the poison contained in the necklace, Dahlia grinned wickedly. Finally, after all those agonizing months, she had that necklace in her grasp!

Now that she had the only remaining evidence left of her involvement with the incident, there was no way anyone could catch her now!

But then...an idea snapped inside Dahlia's mind. She turned her attention to the body of the annoying idiot she had to kill just to get the necklace back. Iris did like him...

As the idea fully formed in Dahlia's mind, there was only one thing she thought about: how funnily ironic it would be to see it in action.

And it was very much so. In a few hours, the police arrived after an "anonymous source" tipped them of a murderer. They went into the scene, and Dahlia delightfully watched behind a crowd of on goers as the police dragged Iris away in cuffs.

"P-please, officer!" Iris pleaded tearfully as they tried to force her into the police car. "Y-you don't understand!"

"You have the right to remain silent!" the officer shouted. "You're under arrest for identity theft and the murder of Phoenix Wright!"

Seeing Iris' face contort into a look of absolute despair...seeing her wail in agony as the police dragged her into their vehicle...

It just put a smile on Dahlia's face.

. . .

"W-why...why are you telling me this...?" Iris asked.

"Because I want you to finally see who you really are," Maggey sneered. "A coward who's just too scared to do anything for herself."

"I-" Iris tried to say, but Maggey interrupted her.

"You knew what Dolly was doing," she said. "You knew where she was hiding. You knew what she had done, and what did you do? Nothing. What, were you too scared to just stand up and call the cops on her?"

"I...I..."

"And what about dear Feenie, huh?!" she continued. "What about him? You said you loved him with all your heart, but you couldn't even steal a necklace from him if it meant saving his life!"

Iris just whimpered in response, tears streaming down her eyes, wincing in agony as each of Maggey's words struck her like gunfire.

In fact, she was so struck by Maggey's words, that she could barely notice the sudden change in the former policewoman's voice, which made her sound completely different.

"You always did what Mother told you to, no matter how screwed up it was!" she shouted. "And I bet you only became a lawyer because that coffee addicted boss of yours told you to!"

"I...I didn't..."

"And you know why? Because you're a coward!" Maggey finally snapped, her anger overflowing. "The weakest sister that was pushed by everyone around her and was too scared to save the people she supposedly cared for! If you weren't so weak, maybe your precious little Feenie would be still alive!"

There were no words after that. A deep silence swept over the entire Side Room as Iris knelt in sorrow from Maggey's words, while Maggey herself only breathed heavily as her voice became too hoarse from the shouting.

After a moment of staring at each other, Iris looked away from Maggey in shame. Without uttering a word, she stood up and quickly ran out of the room; the only thing that Maggey can hear from her was crying.

Maggey sighed, feeling complete satisfaction toward her actions. To be honest, she would preferred have killed Iris right then and there. The two of them were alone in this Side Room, after all.

But to break Iris with just words, to pay her back for all the treachery and cowardice, to show her just how weak of a sister she truly was...

It was more satisfying than anything she could have hope for.

Court Record:

Evidence:

1. Iris' Attorney Badge

2. Magatama

3. Diego Armando's Research (formerly Newspaper

4. Black Key

5. Folding Screen

6. Diego Armando's Autopsy Report

7. Floor Plans

8. Knife

9. Chloroform Cloth

10. Robe

11. Headpiece

12. Broken Clothing Box

13. Special Effects Makeup

Profiles:

1. Diego Armando

2. Maya Fey

3. Pearl Fey

4. Ini Miney

5. Dahlia Hawthorne

6. Morgan Fey

7. Detective Gumshoe

8. "Maggey Byrde"

9. Franziska von Karma

10. Dr. Grey Turner/Dr. Black N. Blu