Alright... where to start...? Alright, here we go:

I... LOVE... Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney. You really, REALLY need to play the game to notice the greatness. So go out and check it. My friends haven't really played it, although some have been asking me about it. So... to be able to tie Phoenix into a more... well known cache among my friends, this story flew into my mind. Now my OP friends can learn the greatness that is Phoenix Wright! Alright, here's some stuff you may need to know:

MangaLand is a world created by Fangirls and Fanboys who love the anime, manga, and video games they read, watch, and play, respectively. These Earthlings can create items with their minds, and so the greatest worked together to create entire worlds based off of anime and manga. However, when a Fangirl of the Fangirl Order (Think of them as "Fangirl Police") is murdered, and the finger is pointed at Zoro, it's up to an actual attorney to save him! But really, can a man of the law defense a bunch of outlaws? DUNDUNDUN!

Sit back, relax, and read. You may end up liking the idiocy of it all. HEY, I said you MAY... And you can't object to THAT.

So, without further ado: READ ON!

PS: Something you may wanna know: The name "Turnabout Pirates" is a play on the original Japanese name of Phoenix Wright. It translates to "Turnabout Courtroom". The theme is that every one of the cases in the courtroom has "Turnabout" in the name. It's just tradition, you see.

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The First Mate of the Straw Hat Pirate Crew, Roronoa Zoro, whirled around, his hand on his Katana. The cook, Sanji, turned to the man next to him, his arms heaped with grocery bags, "What is it, Marimo?"

"I… heard a scream…" Zoro replied, too busy being on guard to roar at his shipmate. At night, in an alleyway, it was much better to keep his wits about him at the moment, "Is there… someone out there?" Sanji blinked at the swordsman, and suddenly, the hairs on the back of his neck reared up when the two of them heard a terrified scream.

"Th… that's a woman!" Sanji cried incredulously, "My Lady! Please, hold on!" Zoro gave a warning shout as the cook rushed towards the sound.

"You MORON! Get back here!" The swordsman was after him like a shot, following close behind only because of the cook's soggy shoes struck the puddles that accumulated from the rain only moments before. The sound helped him keep his position until it stopped. The first mate stepped forward and blinked at Sanji, who was moaning by the body of a young woman who was stabbed through the chest by a katana, which was lying on the ground next to her.

"Z… Zoro!" Sanji whirled towards the swordsman, who reached down to pick up the bloodied katana with his left hand, "We… were too late…! Oh, the poor woman, if only I were here a second earlier, I could have…"

"KYAAAAAAA!" The two looked up, and Zoro's eyes widened, dropping the katana, when the two saw a young, beautiful woman staring them down, "You… Z… Zoro, you didn't!"

The men couldn't believe it; it was Sakura Tenshi…

Phoenix Wright: MangaLandian Attorney
Case File 1; Turnabout Pirates
Day 1: Investigation

January 17, 12:00
Wright & Co. Law Offices

My name is Phoenix Wright, a defense attorney, owner of the law offices of "Wright & Co.". Well, really, it's more like, "Wright & No One Else". It kinda gets lonely when your late boss, Mia Fey, gets murdered in her office, and then your first partner, Maya Fey (Mia's sister), leaves to train her psychic senses. Perhaps that's why I took a vacation after that Lana Skye incident… It's been… nearly a year now? My, the time simply flies…

My office hadn't changed much since I left it, aside from the thick layer of dust that settled on everything I owned. Oh, and the bills that have piled up from lack of money. There's almost nothing in my bank account… perhaps I should start looking for some cases… but after being gone so long; would anyone ever remember I was alive? Either way… That day was obviously slow as I went into my office to start fixing up some lunch, but it quickly turned into a rather… exciting day, when I finally got myself another job. Heh, believe me, it was the strangest case I'd gotten so far…

"Excuse me!" The shout was probably loud enough to make ears bleed; thank goodness I was on the other side of the door to my office. Quickly grabbing the remote, I had to mute the recently turned on television (which was proudly displaying "Pink Princess", Maya's favorite show I really didn't have the heart to stop watching it after she left. It always reminded me of her eccentric attitude), and looked up from my lunch (Microwave Ramen. I can't afford much else, you see). The doorknob was twitching violently, like some really suspenseful (and lame) horror flick. The person on the other side finally got it to work by the time I set my ramen on the coffee table and stood up.

After adjusting my tie, I hopped over towards my dusty desk (I really should be at it more often, but with the work, or lack thereof, that I have…) and brought one of Mia's law books down from its resting place on the shelf. There was a rule I had learned from Ema Skye a while back: always look like you know what you're doing to make a good impression.

It was then that two people entered my office. One of them was a young boy wearing a straw hat, and another was a teenage woman with orange hair. The boy didn't seem to notice my presence, as he was looking around the room, and suddenly looked at the woman, "Hey, you think anyone's eating that ramen?" He asked, pointing at my lunch on the table.

The woman was understandably angered, and she slammed her hand on the man's head, "You moron! It belongs to HIM!" At least someone noticed me! Taking this time to look nice, I clasped the now open law book closed, and turned to speak to the two people (Mostly to tell them "Sorry, but I'm not taking cases now").

"OHHHHH!" The boy shouted. Now that there wasn't a door separating the two of us, I now had evidence that it was loud enough to make ears bleed. I cringed at the loud proclamation, and the thick law book slipped from my hand…

"YEOOOOW!" The woman watched and the man laughed as I grasped my foot, dropping quickly into my office chair to nurse it back to health. I knew those books were dangerous. First they mocked me, now they declared open war!

"Um… Sir…?" The orange haired teen asked, approaching the desk as I continued rubbing my foot, "Are you… Phoenix Wright, a defense attorney?"

"Ahhh, yes…" I sucked in a deep breath, and placed my foot tenderly on the ground. The plush carpet was enough to make it hurt less, "That's… my name, but unfortunately…"

Before I could say "I'm not taking cases at the moment", I was nearly assaulted by the man in the straw hat. If he was even an inch closer he would have rammed his head into mine and there would be grounds to have him sued, (You know, if I were that kind of guy), "YOU'RE the great defender guy who saves innocent people!"

"There have been rumors that you haven't lost a case you entered…" The woman said, smiling, "Well, Wright-San, is that so?"

"Wright-San…?" I asked, blinking, "Well, yes… but my record isn't unblemished," I trailed off after speaking; thinking of how many times the judge nearly had me indicted with Contempt of Court.

"It doesn't matter!" That straw hat man said in a determined voice, reminding me of Detective Dick Gumshoe, one of my… friends, you could say, "You're going to be my friend's defense at-er-ny and get him off the hook!"

"I never said I would!" I said indignantly, "You can't just tell me what to do; I have a life of my own! Besides…" I suddenly had the undeniable urge to stare at my wounded foot, rather than at these young people who looked like they needed help, "I… I'm not taking cases right now…"

"O… oh…" Was their only reply, and although I wasn't looking at them, I could feel in my gut that they looked depressed now, "You… you're joking, right?" The woman asked, in disbelief of my claim, "We were told you were the best, and our friend deserves only the best…"

"We can pay!" The determined man slammed his fists on my desk, sending particles of dust into the air. It was a rather tough slam, tough enough to deal… good damage… Needless to say, I was getting quite intimidated… "We can pay whatever you want! We have lots! Lots of gold!"

I couldn't help but suck in a breath. Why would these kids have "lots of gold", anyway? They didn't seem like they were that rich; although the woman seemed… well off. My inquisitive side took a hold of me and I looked up, "Gold? What are you talking about?"

The boy sucked in a deep breath, puffing himself up pridefully, "My name is Monkey D. Luffy, Captain of the Mugiwara Kaizokudan!"

The woman slammed her hand on her forehead, and there was silence for a moment, "The Mukiwhat?"

"Luffy means to say," The female teenager explained, "We are members of the Straw hat Pirates. My name is Nami," She extended her hand in an attempt to shake mine, "Pleased to meet your acquaintance."

Silence again. I was too busy thinking that the name sounded familiar… And then, it hit me. She said they were… "PIRATES?" I instinctively dug my heels into the floor, which caused my wheeling chair to rocket backwards, and I slammed into Mia's law bookshelf. That hurt. I looked at the two, sizing them up. That Luffy man was breaking apart my desk when he was determined. I was never… the most physically active of my peers, I wondered if this kid could break me apart like a twig if angered. I gulped, and attempted to sound tougher than I really was (Like a cat, rearing its back up to hiss at a dog), "What… are you doing HERE, anyway?"

"What does it look like?" Luffy asked, as if it were obvious. He put his hands on his hips, "We need a defense attorney to prove my friend's innocence!"

"You see, Wright-San," Nami replied, looking rather solemn, "You understand our profession, and the… way most of our… colleagues work… I assure you that none of the Mugi… Straw Hat Pirates are murderers, but now our first mate, Roronoa Zoro, is being charged with a crime of murder."

"And Zoro doesn't kill people!" Luffy said, as determined as usual, practically breaking my desk apart as he brought his fist down on it again. After that, he thought for a moment, and nodded, "Except for when he does, but that doesn't mean a thing!" I would have gotten even more scared at that statement, but I really wasn't listening. I was too busy waiting for them to ransack my office of wealth and ramen, and leave to pillage another town… or office, either one.

"Well, Wright-San?" Nami asked (Again with that "Wright-San" thing… why did it make my stomach twist when I heard her say it…?) "Can you help us?"

"I…" I furrowed my brow ("It was now or never!" I thought to myself. "Who did these pirates think they were, anyway, the center of the universe?"), "I don't help pirates like you! Why should I, anyway? How did you even get here? This isn't even a port town!"

Luffy blinked, and suddenly burst into laughter, "Yeah, that's the funny thing!"

"We're visiting this town specially, for you, you know," Nami replied as Luffy continued to howl with laughter, "We don't sail the waters of your world, you see…" The female pirate leaned across my desk, as if attempting to show off her cleavage (At such a young age? Really, such a scandal!), "We come from another world… the world…

"…Of One Piece…" Really, if silence WAS deafening, this third time I'd have never been able to hear again.

"One, world, piece of what?" I rubbed the earwax from my ear, because I DEFINITELY heard something wrong, "What are you talking about?"

"He doesn't know about MangaLand, Nami," Luffy whispered to the woman, although I could plainly hear him speaking, "What do we do? Can we just take him with us?"

"No, Luffy, we're trying to do this by the MangaLandian book, for once," Nami sighed, shaking her head. I guess she noticed that I was about ready to wet myself and pass out. Really, how do you fight back against pirates, anyway? Especially ones that looked like children? "Wright-San, this may come as a shock to you, but I think it's about time you learned the truth. You see…

"…You don't live in a world all by itself. Your world is just a member of a series of parallel worlds, all connected but hard to move between. These worlds, all together, are called MangaLand. There are still debates over our creation, but many people seem to have agreed that we've been created by Fangirls and Fanboys, men and women from a planet called Earth."

It took me all my strength not to shout "Objection!" right there, "That can't be true!" I managed to blurt out, "THIS is Earth!" Luffy continued to laugh, as if this was the funniest comedy he had seen.

"True, you call this… 'Earth'…" Nami replied. She seemed to be choosing her words very carefully, "But really, it's… an alternate Earth from the Fangirl's Earth."

"Which makes you a MangaLandian Earthling!" Luffy proclaimed, looking excited ("Although", I thought to myself, "He does SEEM the type to get excited easily."), "I had heard about stuff like that from Saiyako, but I didn't know they existed! It's like a totally new species of human!"

"Luffy, please…" Nami murmured, although a smile was playing on her lips, "Wright-San, there are precious few other things that you NEED to know about MangaLand, except that we can take you back home with us to be our first mate's defense attorney. However…" She looked away, sadness playing at her eyes, "You… aren't taking jobs, you said…"

I looked first at the straw hat man, Luffy, and then to that young woman, Nami. They looked so… sad… Where had I seen that face? Oh… Yeah… "Ema… Maya…" I sighed deeply, running my hand deeply through my spiky hair (Just the way I like it…), and looked Luffy dead in the eye, "So, after I'm done with my job, you'll pay me your gold and you'll take me back here, then?"

Luffy looked up at me, his eyes brightening from my small gesture, "Yeah! Anything! As long as you get my first mate off the hook, I'll give you anything!"

"Not ANYTHING, you moron!" Nami shouted, slamming her fist on her captain's head, "The last thing we need is for him to take the Going Merry!" I laughed aloud. For pirates… these two were pretty decent.

"So," I said, rolling my chair up to my desk and folding my hands upon it, "While we head to where ever you guys 'live', you can explain everything to me, alright?"

"Of course," Nami said, nodding a bit as I stood (and winced from my foot, which seemed to still be growling at me for letting it be attacked by that book) up from my chair. The woman pulled a vial from a pocket she had (Seeing the vial in her hands… made the hair on the back of my neck stand on end. Oh well, it matched the rest of my hair, now…), and uncorked it, preparing to spread the contents (Sand, it appeared to be), on the floor. ("Oh well…" I thought.) The dust upon the ground began to glow ("Seems like I have some vacuuming to do when I get back home. When are they going to invent robots to do this sort of stuff for us, anyway?"). It was then that my thoughts were cut off. The glowing dust suddenly filled the room with light, and I couldn't see a thing…

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I gave a "Gack!" noise the next moment I could see. There was a giant ram head in front of me! The next moment, I noticed that it was a figurehead, connected to a rather small ship before me. What are they called? Carnivals? ("Gahhh!" I cried to myself as I began to sweat, "I can't think of the name! Oh well… I'm PRETTY sure it began with a 'C'!")

"Welcome, Wright-San, to the Going Merry Go!" Nami proclaimed, drawing her arm in a flourish to present the ship in a favorable light. Her smile… reminded me of someone… "This is our ship. We use it when traveling across the Grand Line." Before I could ask what the "Grand Line" was, she explained, "The Grand Line is the greatest of the Five Seas in our world. Is it true that your world ("It's Earth!" I wanted to cry.) has seven seas?"

"Uh… Yeah…" I muttered, rubbing the back of my head, "But I've kinda forgotten the names a few of the more obscure ones." Then, it hit me like a ton of bricks, and I started sweating bullets, "WAIT! You don't ACTUALLY mean we're not on Earth anymore?" I nearly fainted right off the bat. I just thought these kids had overactive imaginations!

Before there was an answer, there was a shout of excitement, "Nami-SAAAAAAAN!" I gave a cry as a blue and yellow blur shoved past me, nearly making me lose my balance as the new man gracefully grabbed Nami's hand, "I'm so glad you have returned! Let me make a wonderful lunch for you and Robin-Chan!"

"Thank you, Sanji-Kun, but no thank you," Nami replied, "We have a little more important stuff to worry about. Oh!" She directed the man's attention to me as I dusted myself off, "This is Zoro's defense attorney. His name is Phoenix, Phoenix Wright."

The man looked up from Nami, and his attitude changed completely. I could swear in a court of law that the temperature dropped a few degrees when he gave me that look. Lighting up a cigarette, he started puffing for a moment, and looked at me, "Doesn't look all that special…" He muttered.

"Sanji," Luffy said, "He's a MangaLandian Earthling! I never thought they existed!"

"The name's Sanji…" The man said, offering me his hand, which I took with my own. The face he gave me showed off that he knew my hand was getting clammy, and I sweated even more… "I'm the cook for the Mugiwara Kaizokudan. Nice to meet you."

"Well…" I began, thinking for a moment after the greetings were exchanged, "Perhaps it's best you tell me what was going on that day. Do you guys know anything?"

The captain and woman pointed at the cook, "Sanji was with Zoro on the night of the murder yesterday. If anyone knows anything besides the first mate, it's him." I feared dehydration from the buckets of sweat I was producing. Why did I always have to get the witnesses who seemed to hate my guts for no apparent reason?

"Well…" Sanji murmured, stroking the fluff on his chin in thought, "That night was wet and rainy; I had just finished the shopping for the Going Merry's food supply. As I headed towards the docks, a Fangirl who seems to think that Zoro and I were cute together shoved me conspicuously towards him. We decided, to keep ourselves from being shoved anymore than needed, to walk back to the Merry Go together. We spoke not a word that night, because usually we end up fighting during a normal conversation. That was when I heard it."

"Heard what?" I asked, eyebrows furrowing in question ("Something seems weird…" I thought to myself). Sanji continued:

"It was a scream. I high pitched, feminine scream. Hearing such a cry made me kick into high gear ("He likes women, you see," Nami explained for me), and I rushed to the scene. There, on the ground, was a woman. She appeared to have been stabbed straight through by a Katana. You know, they're those swords that curve a bit."

"Yeah, Samurai use them," I said, nodding.

There was silence for a moment as Sanji took a drag of his cigarette, "Whatever Samurai are… anyway, there was a Katana lying next to the woman, on the floor. It was then that a Mary Sue saw us, and accused Zoro of…"

"Hold it!" I said, putting my hands on my hips, looking right confused, "Wha… a Mary Sue?"

"He doesn't know what a Mary Sue is, Nami!" Luffy said, stifling a chuckle. Yeah, it was funny alright… not…

"You can't explain it to Attorney-San, Captain-San?" Another voice asked. It came from the ship itself. We all looked up, and saw a woman, leaning against the banister. She waved a bit in my direction, "Good afternoon, Attorney-San…"

"Robin-Chan!" Sanji proclaimed happily, waving at her from where we stood, "You could tell Wright about Mary Sues, can't you?"

"I could… try…" Robin replied, smiling a bit in my direction. She was the scariest of the bunch… That small smile reminded me of Prosecuting Attorney Miles Edgeworth. He was my… former rival, and an old friend… It was a smile that showed that she knew what she was doing. It was scary… but thinking of Edgeworth, someone I recognized, eased my fear of this new place. Just a bit.

"A Mary Sue is a human, just like you and me, that was created by a Fangirl or a Fanboy," Robin explained, "Fangirls who come here from Earth have strange abilities to create items through their mind. Sometimes, some people have the imagination to create humans. These are Mary Sues."

"So she's human then? This Mary Sue? That's not her name, is it?"

"No…" Another voice. Someone was walking down the plank onto the dock. It was a man who carried a dark aura, one that made me want to shout "HE DID IT!" At his side… were three Katana, and he had three gold earrings on one of his ears, "Her name… is Sakura Tenshi…"

"Zoro!" Luffy cried happily, "They let you stay here at the ship?"

"Bail wasn't that hard to make with the gold we got from Skypiea," Zoro explained, and I felt like dropping to the ground. THIS man is the one who is supposed to be innocent? He looks like JUST the man who would kill in cold blood! This was going to be the hardest case I've ever taken…

"Anyway, about this Sakura Tenshi, could you tell me more about her?"

"Not much about her involvement in the murder," Zoro replied, shaking his head. He then looked a little sick himself (He must look the way I do now…), "She's absolutely convinced that the two of us are supposed to be together. She says it's destiny…"

"Destiny…" I murmured under my breath. Something seemed… strange…

"Which is why I'm wondering what's going on," Nami said, placing her hands on her hips, "If she's so hung up on Zoro, why would she ever try and get him convicted in a Fangirl Court?"

"Maybe…" Something flashed through my mind. Something… I shook my head, "Nothing. Sometimes it's best to go investigating to find out what I can before the trial tomorrow. Could… someone take me to… the murder scene?"

"We can!" Yet more voices. Jeez, I know there's supposed to be lots of pirates on one crew, but how am I supposed to keep remember all of the characters? This time, there were two people who were speaking. One was a tanned, long nosed boy, and the other was…

"A Deer?" I exclaimed.

"MORON!" The deer shouted, "I'm a REINDEER!"

"That's even MORE weird!" Was my reply, ("And it TALKS, no less!" I moaned to myself). Different worlds… yield unknown things… I guess…

"Chopper, Usopp! You're going to take Nick to the scene?" Luffy asked, "Alright then, you have fun, and take good care of him!"

"Nami-San, if I may," Sanji said, taking the orange haired woman's hand and leading her back onto the ship as the two… strange… pirates came to join me (I was sweating even MORE, now…), "Let's get you a nice lunch while the noose tightens around that Marimo's neck."

"You won't get to watch ANYTHING when I slit your throat, pretty boy!" Zoro growled as the rest went to go eat Sanji's lunch. I tried to swallow the lump that appeared in my throat, but it held fast. There was no way I could defend a man when he was threatening the very thing he was supposed to be innocent of…

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January 17, 12:53
1342 Wrong Way St.
Back Alleyway

"There's too much…" I murmured as I stared intently at the crime scene, "There's too much blood…"

"What are you talking about, Nick?" Usopp said (already he was talking to me like we knew each other forever), "There's just enough for a body."

"No there isn't," I said, rather forcefully, "The human body has several pints of blood in it (Although, please don't ask me how much exactly, I'm not a doctor…). This is like, a couple of gallons, at least!"

"Perhaps in our world, our bodies have more blood in them!" Chopper said, thinking about such a revelation ("Isn't he the doctor? Shouldn't he KNOW?" I asked myself with a sigh.).

"Hey hey! Move it along, Pals! Nothing to see here!" I heard someone call to us. However, once I heard the word "Pals", my whole mood brightened. Finally, I found a silver lining in this stupid cloud.

"Gumshoe!" I proclaimed, a little more excitedly than I should have. I turned around, and smiled at the trench coat wearing detective that stood before me. I really wasn't in the mood to ask WHY he was here. Just seeing him made me feel slightly giddy.

"You know him, Nick?" Chopper asked, looking confused, "I didn't think you'd know anything about the people in this world!"

"That's because Detective Gumshoe isn't from your world. He's a detective of the police from Earth!" I said (although I'm sure they all assumed I meant "My world"). It was then that I pointed at him in question, "But wait, why are you here, anyway?"

"I guess we could ask the same thing of you, Mr. Wright…" I blinked, and turned to the side. There, next to Gumshoe, was that man in the tuxedo, with that weird frill collar ("What were they called again…?" I wondered to myself). Anyway, it was, by no doubt in my mind, Miles Edgeworth, "I thought you were busy traveling? Perhaps you fell in a wormhole? Or maybe this is all a dream?"

"Come on, Edgeworth," I replied, "You know as well as I this isn't a dream (Although I wouldn't mind if it WAS…). But why are you here? Surely you aren't…"

"We're in investigations, you see…" Edgeworth answered, "I told you, I'm not going back into prosecution. However, if I hear what I THINK I may hear, I might want to get back in…"

"Uhhh, yeah…" I began to chuckle as I handed over Zoro's letter of recommendation, "His… captain asked me…"

Edgeworth looked condescending, as usual. He crossed his arms and puffed up his chest as Gumshoe read off the letter, "Yup, that's what it says. You're that Roronoa guy's attorney, then?"

"I should have known…" Edgeworth drummed his fingers on the side of his arm, looking at me disdainfully, "You are truly a fool. You and I… we both decided to be against criminals from the beginning, and now LOOK at you!" He pointed at Usopp and Chopper dramatically. They puffed themselves up to look a little threatening, "You're defending PIRATES! Outlaws of the sea! CRIMINIALS!"

"Edgeworth…" I knew this was going to get us nowhere… Edgeworth was always like this. Hatred of anything against the law was his trademark. He got it from his late father… I sighed, and slumped my shoulders down a bit, my next reply barely escaping my lips, "But they don't murder…"

"W…What…?" Edgeworth asked. He glared straight at me, as if attempting to peer into my (probably already blackening) soul, "Pirates…? Not… murderers…? What did you read when you were twelve, silly stories of romance and adventure on the high seas? That's NOT what the real world is like, Wright!"

"HOLD IT!" I shouted, pointing at the crime scene, "Can you honestly look at the talking reindeer on my right and tell me this is like our world, as well?"

"Pirates are pirates, no matter what world you live in!"

"I refute that testimony!" I shouted, pointing straight at him. It kinda made me think that we were back in court, which was why I may have done things… overdramatically: "Those 'silly stories' people read when they were twelve are a world! You can't simply regard a person as 'evil' just because he wants to live life romantically with adventure on the high seas!" Usopp and Chopper clapped a bit on the side of me. They seemed happy with my talk. I guess I won their attention as an attorney…

"You…" Edgeworth crossed his arms, and then rolled his eyes, a first for him. It was probably because I was acting… a bit childish… "Are a moron… but nevertheless, you always did have the strange ability to drag the truth out of a case. I say to you," Now the finger went to me, "Win or lose, you'd better find the TRUTH of the incident!"

I nodded, "I promise you, Edgeworth, Gumshoe. I will find out the truth, and if it turns out Zoro did murder that woman…"

"Hey!" Usopp cried, looking at me with a surprised look, "You're supposed to get him acquitted, Nick!"

"It's true that's what I want…" I replied (Especially if I want to get paid!), "But I'm not going to let him off the hook if he really did murder someone. I… don't do things that way."

"Well spoken, Wright," Edgeworth replied, nodding, "Perhaps there's hope for your decaying soul yet… Anyway, we're here under the request of the Fangirl Order."

"Wouldn't you believe it, Pal?" Gumshoe asked, chuckling a bit, "Apparently some of those Fangirls are saying I'm the best Detective on the force! So of course, I had to ask Edgeworth to come along. 'Perhaps he'd be helpful on the investigation!' I said. So here we are, Pal!"

"Well then, the thing we need most is the autopsy report," I said, still not exactly sure why Edgeworth HAD to come along, "I need to know exactly why this woman died, and who she was."

"Her nickname was 'Lady Fussbudget', apparently," Edgeworth said as Gumshoe patted himself down, looking for the report, "But her real name was 'Imra Bid'. She had, according to the witness, been stalking Zoro for quite some time last night." ("The witness" I thought, "Yeah, that's Sakura Tenshi or whatever…")

"Thanks, Gumshoe," I replied as the report was handed over. I quickly checked it over. Imra's time of death was 11:32 PM… Died of blood loss due to impalement by katana through heart… Only one stab wound… "Ahh yes, the murder weapon. Is there any chance…?"

"Hey, Pal!" Gumshoe shouted angrily, "You can't just waltz around and expect me to tell you anything about the evidence, being the defense attorney and all! Besides, you can't see it either way, because it was sent to forensics to test the blood on it. It's probably from the victim!" I smirked a bit. Gumshoe was the only detective I knew who had loose lips simply from being forgetful of what was supposed to be kept secret.

"Anyway… Perhaps it's time to tell you who you're up against," Edgeworth said, looking angry at Gumshoe. If he was still a prosecutor, most likely he would have docked the detective's pay, "Her name is…

"…Tashigi…"

"WHAT?" Usopp and Chopper exclaimed. I looked at them, and they explained, "Tashigi is Zoro's rival! She's a Marine ("A police officer, then," I thought as they continued) who intends to defeat Zoro and take his three Katana!"

"But why is she the prosecuting attorney?" I asked as I stored the autopsy away (And why take Katana? Are they worth a lot?), "I mean, unless that's what she usually does…"

Edgeworth shook his head, "The Marines do not do well with trials. Most of the time there is no defense attorney, and nearly every sentence is death," He looked away angrily, "It is truly an atrocity, slandering the name of Law and Justice."

"Edgeworth…" I began, and then cut myself off ("Best not to open old wounds," I thought to myself), "So, is she skilled?"

"Actually," Edgeworth replied, puffing himself up and smiling a bit, "There's the loophole. Because these morons don't know the first thing about trials, none of their 'prosecutors' know anything 'by the book'. The only reason Tashigi is the prosecuting attorney is because she is most knowledgeable about the law of the Fangirl Order's courts. Of course, by 'most knowledgeable', I mean, 'has read only one book on the subject'."

I began to smirk, despite myself. Perhaps there was a chance for this case after all. If this Tashigi lady didn't know how a courtroom was run, they I may have already won… Hey, that kinda rhymed! "Now then, Wright," Edgeworth said, crossing his arms again. His disdainful frown showed me that he knew what I was thinking, "You can't get cocky. No matter how inexperienced a person is, if the evidence…"

"I know…" I said, "All I have is that there's too much blood here for a normal person to bleed…"

"Hey, Pal!" Gumshoe interrupted, smiling a bit, "That's what I was thinking!"

"Great…" I replied, "I need a written testimony of that, actually. If you don't mind and all."

"Loading your slingshot, Nick?" Usopp asked as Gumshoe started jotting something down on his notepad. I sweated a bit.

"Yeah, my slingshot…" I replied. This was all the ammo I had, and I would need to be able to use it to the best of its abilities. After the testimony was handed to me, I began to think, "So… is there something I've missed?"

"There is one other thing that you must remember, Wright," Edgeworth said, "It was raining from 10:45 to 11:27, five minutes before the murder. These potholes in the ground here were filled with water. Here's a testimony from a strange Mary Sue who can tell when there was weather about."

"A… Mary Sue that can detect weather?" I asked, sweating a bit. I took the testimony and read it over, "I guess they aren't all as bad as Sakura Tenshi and Ch…" I stopped. Something nearly slipped out of my mouth…

"Nick?" Chopper asked, "Something wrong?"

"N… Nothing…" I said ("I can't even remember what I was going to say…" I thought that moment), "Anyway, this is about the only bit of evidence we can come up with. I just hope it'll help us out of this jam… If Zoro's innocent, I'll get him off the hook, I swear it!"

"Hurray!" The two pirates shouted. Gumshoe laughed aloud, but Edgeworth crossed his arms and looked away…

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To Be Continued…

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