Turnabout Endings
Chapter 1: Larry Butz
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Every beginning had an end
Every end had a beginning
It all began sixty years ago
And finally, the ties that bind everyone together
Would let go
Some had spent their lives looking for the truth, only to find that it's better to not know
Some had become victim to the terrible tragedies that fate dares to bring us
The beginning of the end has begun

It was a day just like any other day. The streets were filled with snow and footsteps. People either walked to work, or drove in their cars. Just to think that by now, in the year 2076, many people would've hoped for flying cars, holographic interfaces, secret time machines, zero gravity rooms, and other things that were featured in science fiction stories. A lone figure walked by herself, blending in with other people on the streets. She wore a hat and wore an old, tan topcoat, as well as black gloves and boots. She was walking somewhere special.

January 23rd, 2076, 8:32 AM
Larry Butz's House

The old man sighed, sitting down on his dining chair, resting his elbow on the table. He could feel his time coming soon. After all, he was in his eighties now. Though not many people believed him, he had a very colorful personality and had many flings, though he settled down long ago for a relatively calm and quiet life. He believed he had seen enough excitement for one life, though he hadn't seen anything in comparison to his old friends whom he hadn't seen in decades. It felt like a century to him, though he was always known for exaggeration.

After he turned 40, he felt his "wild" side, as he called it, drift apart, and he saw this as a sign that he was getting old, so he should live his life the only sensible way. Not by taking risks and having a "live only for today" personality, but by raising a child! The greatest achievement in life was to raise a healthy child to adulthood. At least, that's what he thought. Of course, he still thinks this, and since he's already raised his child, he's done with his life. He's ready to go away peacefully, whenever his time will come.

He heard the doorbell ring. He breathed deeply, before standing up, groaning as he did. Just to think he was one of the only elderly people he knew that didn't move around with a walking stick or a wheelchair, though sometimes, he felt like he needed a walking stick. He lumbered towards the front door, opening it.

Standing there was a particular figure who looked faintly familiar to him, though he couldn't remember. Tan hat and topcoat, black gloves, and boots. The gloves looked familiar, but everything else, not so…

"Yes? Can I help you?" The old man asked.

The figure nodded. "It's been a long time, Larry Butz."

"Hoh, hoh! So it's you! I can't believe you even remember me! I barely remembered you myself!" Butz said excitedly, pouring some tea for her. "So what brings you…here? To my humble abode? Oh, and don't be loud. My son's still sleeping."

The woman thanked him for the tea, sipping it. She raised an eyebrow at Larry's last statement. "Son? How old is he?"

"Somewhere in his forties. I adopted him 40 years ago when he was a wee lad. His name's Harry. He came to visit for my birthday. Truth be told, it's actually just an excuse to get away from the wife and his kid Barry, but I ain't complaining. He drove all the way from Nevada to here, in Utah! Just to see me! I feel so special. It's nice to have some company that's not a cat…"

"You have a cat as well? Hmph. I used to adore cats when I was a child, and then when I became a young adult, I just…lost my taste for them."

"Heh. Well, my cat's a good girl. Anyway, you still haven't answered my question; what brings you here, old friend?"

"Well, first of all, we weren't really friends to be honest. But now…I suppose things are different after what happened."

"I'm sorry to hear what happened to you," Larry said, "More tea?" He offered.

The figure shook her head. "No, I'm good. Anyways…life is short. When I die, I want to die knowing I tied all of the loose ends. I want to make amends…" She said.

"And so why did you come to me?" Larry asked in response.

"To…apologize. You know, when we were younger."

"Hoh hoh, it's quite alright!" Larry laughed a bit, before continuing. "Really, though, I can't even remember what ya did all that well! But no hard feelings. It was when we were young and brash…"

The woman nodded, smiling a bit. "Indeed." She could see that the years had changed Larry Butz beyond recognition. No longer the worthless crybaby, no longer the idiot who couldn't keep a job or keep a woman. In fact, she heard he never actually graduated from high school.

The two talked for roughly two hours before they heard a noise. A man yawning. They turned to the side to see a man rubbing his eyes, before looking at Larry. "Hey, dad. Friend of yours?" He asked, glancing at the woman.

"A very old friend, if you'd want to call her that. Yes, this is—" Larry was cut off by the figure, who stood up.

She extended her arm for a handshake. "It's a pleasure to meet you. You must be Harry?"

Harry Butz nodded, smiling as he shook her hand. "Yes, ma'am."

"Your father's told me about you. Come, sit with us. Enjoy some tea."

"Oh, so you're the woman from Dad's stories! I never woulda guessed I'd ever be meeting you any time soon!" Harry chuckled, enjoying a cup of coffee while the two elders were having another cup of tea for themselves.

"Yes, I am." She said with a small smile as she finished her third cup of tea. "So how are you, Mr. Harry Butz?"

"Oh, good. Just needed some time off from Ann, my wife, and my son Barry. All of our names rhyme. I named him Barry on purpose. Pretty cute, huh?"

The figure nodded, chuckling slightly. "Hmph. I'll say."

The trio conversed for another hour or so, before the woman looked at her watch, her eyes widening slightly. "Oh! The time! I have to be on my way. My flight leaves in an hour." She said before standing up.

"Where are you heading off to now?" Larry asked.

"California. Where everyone else is," she replied.

The old man nodded, smiling. "It was good to see you."

"Likewise, Mr. Butz," she said before looking at Harry, "and to you too." And then she left.

A/N: Though this chapter may be short, please note that many chapters will be shorter or longer than others, depending on the character. I decided to start off slow with a comic relief character; Larry Butz, as you just read. We'll be delving into the future of other characters with more significant impact to the Ace Attorney series. So basically, those who have less significance to the series will have shorter chapters, and those who have more will have longer chapters. Stay tuned!