Trials of Love (Phoenix Wright x Female Reader)

Chapter 2

I swung the door open frantically, my heart dropping as I made my way over to Mia's lifeless corpse. I knelt next to my friend, tears spilling down my face. "S-sis..." Maya wept, gently placing her hand on Mia's shoulder.

Behind me, I heard the door open again. In entered a man I recognized as Phoenix Wright, based on what Mia had told me about him. He was rather handsome, with spiked black hair and a defined face. His dark gray eyes widened with shock and he took a step back, silent.

Maya stood up, wiping the tears from her face. Phoenix looked at her like he had seen a ghost, likely because of Maya's strange clothes. "Who are you?" He asked her, causing the poor girl to faint.

I just managed to catch her, but being to weak to hold her, let her down to the ground slowly. "Mia-" I began, unable to bring myself to look at my former partner's body, "She's..."

Wright picked Maya up, nodding. "Call the police." He said, hid voice weak with sorrow. I nodded and reached for the phone, dialing. But nothing happened. Turning it over, I noticed the phone had been tampered with.

"Police! Come over, there's been a murder!"

I spun around, meeting the gaze of a woman. She held a phone in her hands and seemed to be pointing at me while speaking. I couldn't hear much else, because I heard sirens approach rapidly.

I entered the main office where Wright sat next to Maya, questioning her. "It wasn't Maya." I said firmly, my face cold and hard.

Suddenly the door was kicked down and Gumshoe stormed in, a group of policemen behind him. "Nobody move! I don't want any of you to move an inch!" He ordered. We each stopped obediently, Wright clearly distressed, while the police filed in and began to search about.

Dick disappeared through the main office door, returning quickly with a scrap of paper. "This paper clearly says Maya, does thus mean anything to you?!" He demanded.

She looked shocked. "T-that's my name! Why would sis write my name?" She stammered.

"Aha! The victim wrote the murderer's name just before she died! Case closed, you're coming with me, Maya!" The Detective looked triumphant, quickly snatching her wrists and cuffing Maya, leading her out.

I sighed, shaking head. "That poor girl. And I thought this would be easy..."

Phoenix looked at me, confused. "What would be easy? Who is she and who are you?" He asked.

"Y/N, friend of Mia's. Maya is her younger sister. I guess you're Phoenix?" I looked around, taking in my surroundings.

"Ah, y-yes! Is Maya going to be taken to court?" Wright asked dumbly.

"Yes. Are you going to defend her? I'll say this much; she is definantly innocent."

"Maybe..." He seemed uncertain, even as we were escorted out.