NOTE: The story took place in an alternate universe shortly after AA3 and AAI series, before Apollo's arc (and before Phoenix loses his badge, though the setting time was after the event, I decided to shift the event to after this story took place). Also occurs after PL3, alternate universe before Luke leaves and after Clive paid his debt to society and after the events of PLVSAA.
#EDIT: For each chapter, including this prologue, I will include a background music for entertainment sake. You can ignore this if you want.
SCENE 1 (Wright & Co. Law Offices):
- [OST Professor Layton and the Eternal Diva] Prologue to Adventure ~ Puzzles ~ - Tomohito Nishiura
SCENE 2 (in the plane):
- [OST Professor Layton and the Eternal Diva] Cold Open ~ Professor Layton's theme ~ - Tomohito Nishiura (before the news)
- [OST Professor Layton and the Eternal Diva] Puzzles No. 002 ~ Puzzles 5 ~ - Tomohito Nishiura (after the news)
POV MODE :
- [OST DANGAN RONPA] Trial Underground - Masafumi Takada
SCENE 3 (unknown location):
- [OST Professor Layton and the Eternal Diva] Rules for the Survivors ~ Tense Atmosphere ~ - Tomohito Nishiura
Anyway, have fun reading!
PROLOGUE: Threat Message
What do you think if we legalize illegal drug trade worldwide, and was threatened to assassinate the most powerful man on the planet? What action would you take if these were set up?
Will you form an international team to stop these criminals? Maybe yes, or the other way around...
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[June 1, 10.00PM,
Wright and Co. Law Offices]
The office door was opened. Part of the light rays from the outside shone the front door. As the door was opened, in came a young man. He seemed to quite exhaust after a long day of work.
The young man, who happened to be the famed defense attorney, Phoenix Wright, lazily took off his shoes and blazers, and lay onto the sofa.
"I hope Maya won't brag me for more burgers next time," he groaned.
Phoenix usually didn't sleep in his office, but probably since he's been too exhausted, he decided to sleep in the office. Before he was about to fall asleep, his phone suddenly rang.
"What now?" he grumbled then picked up his phone from his pocket.
"Unh... Hello? Phoenix Wright speaking,"
"I see... You're the attorney man that everyone's been speaking lately, right?" an unknown voice replied.
"Yes, and what about it?"
"I just wanted you to fulfill my request, that's all,"
"W-what sort of request that you want me to do, sir?"
"Legalize illegal drug trade worldwide," the unknown voice sternly replied.
"W-WHAT?!" Phoenix exclaimed, "Why would I?"
"If you refuse, then we'll threaten the President and the Secretariat of UN,"
"What?!"
Within seconds, the phone call was disconnected. Phoenix, now clueless, buried his head on the coffee table, looking rather pressured.
What should I do? he thought. If I decline the request, the President would be killed, and we're all in trouble...
|| POV MODE: PHOENIX WRIGHT ||
My name is Phoenix Wright, and I'm a defense attorney. A renowned one, I suppose.
I had just returned from a long day of work and dinner when I received that mysterious call. I don't know who the heck he is, but when he suddenly told me about the threat, my world has suddenly turned 180 degrees upside-down.
Perhaps this is going to be a life-threatening mission for mankind. The battle of hope and despair.
|| POV MODE ENDED ||
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[June 2, 12.30PM,
British Airways, Flight no. BA-789]
Professor Layton and his fellow apprentice, Luke, as well as his other partners, Emmy, Clive and Flora were on board on a flight to America. It was their first time going on board, so everyone seemed to feel excited.
Luke was gazing through the skies from the window of the plane. He was excited about the fact that he was riding on a plane for the first time.
"Professor, have you ever gone to America before this?" he asked.
"Oh no, my boy," the gentleman replied, "I've never been to before,"
"I see. But anyway, professor, don't you have any classes this summer? I mean, doesn't this trip will interrupt the archaeology students in the college?"
"Luke, I don't have any classes this summer," Layton replied, "The students' classes are dismissed for this season,"
"Oops, I forgot all about that, professor," Luke chuckled.
Meanwhile, Emmy was working on her brand new laptop that she just bought. Apparently, she was sitting in the middle seat next to Clive and Flora.
"I can't believe we're going to the States with the professor!" she exclaimed, as she wrote her journal on her laptop.
"Yeah, who would expect that a professor would take his former assistants to a holiday trip?" added Clive.
"We're reporters, Clive. Of course we've got an opportunity to go around the world. We need some big scoop, okay?"
"Emmy, remember that we're going for a vacation, not on work purposes," Layton corrected her.
As the group was busy chit-chatting, a newsflash suddenly appeared on the TV screen.
"Breaking news, famed LA defense attorney, Phoenix Wright received a threat message last night!" the announcer began, "According to Mr. Wright, a mysterious man requested him to fulfill one of the worst requests - to legalize illegal drug trade worldwide,"
"W-w-WHAT?!" Luke suddenly shifted to the TV, "Legalizing illegal drug trade WORLDWIDE?!"
"Now, Luke, calm down," Layton said, as he grabbed Luke's left arm, "We need to hear more from the news,"
"Also, according to him, if he did not fulfill his request, the whole world will be in a great peril," the announcer continued, "The most powerful man on Earth will be subjected to assassination,"
"WHAT?!" the passengers suddenly yelled in fear.
Suddenly, the crowd of passengers started to go panic. Everyone began to rant and feel nervous after watching the news.
"What're we going to do?" asked one of the passengers.
"I don't want to let that attorney man do as that bad guy requested," another one complained, shuddering.
"But we can't also let the most powerful man on this planet be killed, what should we do now?"
"Yeah, I'm scared,"
"Mommy, who's the most powerful man on Earth?"
As the crowd goes panic, Layton and his company remained silent. Despite the uncertain conditions created by the passengers, the flight continued to go on.
"What are we going to do, Professor?" asked Emmy, murmuring at him.
"We're going to change our objective to LA," the professor replied.
"You mean, our holiday agenda is cancelled?" asked Luke.
"Not really, but yeah, probably yes,"
"Aww, yeah!" Clive replied in excitement, "I guess we're off for more puzzles, right?"
"We're going to help Mr. Wright," added the professor, "This won't be an easy task, my boy,"
|| POV MODE: HERSHEL LAYTON ||
My name is Hershel Layton, and I'm a professor of Archaeology in Gressenheller University, London. I am also known as the Puzzle Master amongst people in Britain.
Today, I am on a holiday trip to the United States, specifically in LA, California. But my holiday ended up becoming a world-saving mission when news flashed about the threat message received by the renowned defense attorney, Phoenix Wright.
Apparently, I used to meet him when he was on a trip to London with his assistant, Maya Fey, a young acolyte. We used to team up solving mysteries at a set-up town called Labyrinthia.
But that was only months ago and perhaps this is another chance to meet him again…
On this trip to US, I am going with my companies, Luke, Flora, and the two renowned reporters, Clive and Emmy. It would be worthy to bring them, I suppose.
|| POV MODE ENDED ||
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[Unknown date and time,
Unknown location]
An unknown man in silhouette entered the dark room. He was carrying a briefcase with his two hands.
The man has a tall and plump build, face covered with facial hair and stubbles on his cheeks, wore a beige suit and a black fedora hat with a with trim. His expression is rather grumpy and intimidating.
The mysterious man then put the briefcase on a desk, which belongs to another man, who happened to be waiting inside the room.
"Here's the stuff that we need, sir," the plump man began.
The other mysterious man, who was sitting on his chair, remained silent. His only response was a puff of smoke from his mouth. It seems that this man was into smoking (obviously).
"Yes, go on," the other man replied.
"We've already called Phoenix Wright, and the only thing we need is just a reply from him, sir," the plump man added.
"I see..."
The other mysterious man has a rather wrinkly face and is an European, specifically an Italian-German breed. He was dressed in an orange suit with a black tie.
Phoenix Wright, the man in orange thought, smirking, I'll have you fall into my trap, mwahahahahaha.
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# END OF CHAPTER