Heather (lightningrapier) wrote in lightningfanfic, @ 2007-12-09 06:16:00 |
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Entry tags: | gregory edgeworth, manfred von karma, miles edgeworth, phoenix wright, yanni yogi |
Phoenix Wright - gen fic - PG - This Is Not...
Title: This Is Not...
Author: Emily lightningrapier
Fandom: Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney
Pairing: gen fic
Rating: PG
Warnings: Death. I mean, durr, it's Phoenix Wright fic. Also, major spoilers for the fourth case in PW: AA.
Summary: Gregory Edgeworth is an eternal optimist.
Disclaimer: Gregory Edgeworth and Manfred von Karma belong to Capcom and their creators.
Notes: This was written for an old temps_mort prompt in which the story was supposed to start with the phrase, "This is not the worst moment of my life". I ended up using it more through the story. Written in my call center job training class, because I'm hardcore like that.
Originally posted at LJ on May 22, 2007. Moved over because SixApart are lying douchebags.
"This is not the worst moment of my life."
Gregory Edgeworth always tried to remind himself of that. He never allowed himself to complain or feel helpless. Nothing was ever so bad that it went to an extreme -- that it was the absolute "worst". Never.
The decision to call Manfred von Karma out had been a tough one. And yet, in the end, Gregory knew it really wasn't a decision he had the choice to make. He was tired of seeing justice lose out to a ridiculous vision of "perfection".
None of the other defense attorneys were going to dare to go up against him -- hell, they were all petrified to be in the same court room. Gregory didn't consider himself brave. Maybe he was just stupid.
The call of "Objection!" was so wholly satisfying. Von Karma looked so shocked. Gregory smirked. Surely that hadn't been in von Karma's schedule. The seething look on the man's face as he was penalized looked something like the kind of expression Gregory would expect a demon to carry. To him, it was like sweet victory.
What an ugly blemish on such a "pristine" record.
As he and Miles stood in the dark elevator with the court bailiff, Gregory held Miles' hand, squeezing it. Even as Yanni grew more and more irate, even as the argument between the two men escalated and suddenly there was a gun involved and Gregory was beginning to feel dizzy, all he could tell himself was, "this is not the worst moment of my life".
Miles started screaming -- a gunshot went off -- there was another scream -- "this is not the worst moment of my life" -- and then everything went black as he felt his lungs seize up, giving out, twisting inside him in the fight for air.
Gregory wasn't sure how long he'd been asleep. He very vaguely heard the elevator doors open -- god, relief -- but he couldn't fully wake, he couldn't see anything. Someone said his name -- a low, growling voice that Gregory might associate with a demon -- and there was a loud bang and a sharp pain that pierced through him.
It hurt -- but only for a moment before everything fell away.
"This is not the worst moment---"
And it was all gone.