windsnocturne: (Ash/Misty)
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Premise: When Ash Ketchum is hospitalized after being beaten nearly to death by two mystery assailants, Misty is accused of the crime. Phoenix, Apollo, and Athena must work to clear her name and uncover the truth about the attempted murder.

Misty in the Detention Center (theme: Jailer's Elegy from PW: AA)

"How many lawyers am I going to need?!" Misty groaned. "Great Celebi, how much trouble am I in?"

"Actually, I'm the one defending you. Apollo and Athena here are my court counsel," Phoenix said.

"Oh." Misty bent her head, sighing a little. "I guess that's okay."

"So why are you the main suspect?" Apollo asked. "You don't seem like you're capable of nearly killing a guy..."

"Thanks," Misty muttered. "But that doesn't matter to the police. They found me at the scene of the crime and my fingerprints all over Ash's jacket. And my name-"

"Written in blood?" Athena cut her off, rolling her eyes. "They always do that! It happened to Mrs. Gumshoe, happened to Maya Fey, Detective Skye, Junie...they always write the name in blood and the police always seem to fall for it! It's so cliche!" That actually got a chuckle out of Misty.

"Brock said so, too. He also said it smelled kind of like berry juice...either the cops have allergies or Brock's got a cook's sense of smell, because they didn't go for it." She buried her face in her hands. "It's not fair! First Ash nearly gets himself killed looking for berries for us, now I'm being busted for it!"

Brock meets Franziska in court

"State your name, please."

"Brock, leader of the Pewter City Gym! And I might add, lady prosecutor, you can hold me in contempt anyowwwwwwwwwwww!" Athena cringed as Prosecutor von Karma's whip met the boy's bare arm.

"That was your first warning. Do it again and I will not be so merciful," Franziska warned. Athena and her colleagues shared a look. That was merciful?

"Yes, ma'am!"

Apollo can relate

Everything he'd said to Red was true, and not a day didn't go by where he didn't think about it. When the relief and elation over Clay's survival had wound down, all Apollo had wanted to do was bring down the one who almost killed him. He'd lost so much sleep, his trust in Athena, himself...

And I know Red, Misty, and Brock are feeling the same. This kid is loved, if he'd actually died from that beating it would've left a hole that could never be filled.

He couldn't imagine filling a Clay-shaped hole so easily, either.

Gary makes the scene

"Where is he?!" Phoenix put down his coffee cup and looked towards the source of the voice. A teenage boy with spiky brown hair, rushing into the reception area in a panic. "Where's my friend?!"

"I'll be right back," Phoenix said, leaving his proteg├ęs to finish their drinks and approaching the boy. "Gary Oak, I assume?" Gary looked like a Deerling in the headlights for a split second before his expression calmed down a bit.

"You're the lawyer taking Misty's case, aren't you."

"Phoenix Wright, yes."

"Thought so. Grandpa's mentioned you in the past...King of the Turnabout, they call you," Gary said with a tiny smile. "Speaking of which, I'd better call him and Ash's mom and let them know I got here safe."

"They're not with you?"

"Grandpa wanted to finish some work at the lab so his assistant didn't have a backlog to deal with," Gary said. "And Ash's mom wanted to go with him...can't say I blame her. She's gonna need all the support she can get." He sighed. "I just didn't want to wait that long. I flew here on Pidgeot for the past three days and two nights...could've been here sooner if I didn't need to sleep." Phoenix frowned. The kid looked pretty exhausted, almost as bad as Apollo had during the trial for Clay Terran's attempted murder.

"You sure you got enough?"

"I'll live." Gary rubbed at his eyes and stifled a yawn. "I just need to see him...just to make sure he's really alive after that."

"Gary!" The Deerling-in-the-headlights look returned to Gary's face.

"Hide me."

"Gary, where are you? We heard you were coming to the hospital, but why? Certainly not to visit that twerp!" Phoenix cringed. The pair he kept running into, those Team Rocket members. At first he'd been uncomfortable on principle with them being well-known for thievery and fraud, but the more he ran into them the more uneasy he felt. Beyond them being members of a known criminal organization, there was just something unsettling about them. Creepy, even.

He let Gary hide behind him and smiled cordially at the pair.

"Looking for someone?"
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