37 Objections

Notes:

JP: Miles is my fave Prosecutie, and has the best character development in the entire series, in my opinion. He’s come such a long way from his original DB debut! But still, I’d like to think even though he was brainwashed into being a hubristic Manfred clone, he still had a bit of a conscience for what he’d become, what with being called “Demon Prosecutor” and falling as far from Gregory’s exemplary ways as possible. I think his change of heart truly began after running into Nick again in the first game all those years later and hearing his old childhood friend lament how much Miles had “changed.”

This request goes out to our wonderful loyal new reader Teardrop1013 on A03 🙂

CT: While Edgeworth may have a stoic exterior, beneath his death glare and cravat are tremendous feelings of regret, guilt, and sorrow. Think about it- Edgeworth spent 15 years believing that he killed his father- a man who he loved and admired with all of his heart- and went against everything the man stood for by becoming a prosecutor as ruthless as his murderer. But arguably, the worst part of it all was when the truth was revealed to Edgeworth and he was faced with the dilemma of what to do next. Should he remain as a prosecutor, try to move past this or become a defense attorney like his father and fix his mistakes, or some combination of the two? That’s another reason why I love “Investigations 2”- it gives us an insight to the kinds of emotional struggles that Edgeworth has been dealing with since the end of the first game. And it’s these emotional struggles that my wonderful cowriter perfectly captures in this parody.


[Phoenix: “I just don’t get it, Edgeworth, how you’re now this… this coldhearted prosecutor who couldn’t care less that he may be convicting innocent defendants and only care about winning! Why this drastic turnabout in character? You used to be such a good guy, who used to dream of being a defense attorney, just like your father!”]

*At the mention of Gregory Edgeworth, a pang flashes through the prosecutor, which he skillfully hides with his typical stoic air of ennui as the defense attorney earnestly continues.*

[Phoenix: “That boy who defended me all those years ago… where is he now? How did you come to be like this? What happened to you?”]

[Edgeworth: *clutches his arm and turns away* “Grow up Wright! It’s been 15 years, and we’re not 9-year olds anymore! People change. I’ve changed. Deal with it!”]

[Phoenix: *shakes his head mournfully* “If this is who you truly are now, Edgeworth, a man more obsessed with perfect conviction records than the truth, then I’m going to go home now and mourn the loss of that little boy I once knew – and the man I thought he’d become. See ya.”]

*walks away sadly and exits through the courtroom doors, leaving the prosecutor alone in the hallway*

[Edgeworth: *steels his jaw* “Obviously Wright hasn’t changed at all! He’s still the same naïve, jejune simpleton he was as a schoolboy, preaching about this so-called “truth” of his… *sees a court officer goggling at him after witnessing the lawyers’ exchange, and feeling flustered, subjects the poor man to his trademark glare* And just are you looking at, you fool?”

*Bailiff scampers off in terror from the Demon Prosecutor’s deathly stare and Edgeworth sighs heavily as he pushes open the door to the empty men’s room, staring at himself in the mirror*

[Edgeworth: “Yet another person swiftly judging me and mentally condemning me. I should be used to it by now. I’ve tried to convince myself I don’t care what Wright, or anyone, thinks! So why does it hurt so damn much?”]


 

“Objections”
Sung to the tune of “Reflections” from
Disney’s Mulan
(Christina Aguilera version)

[Edgeworth]

Gawk at me
You may think you know
What I truly am
But none see the true me


Was raised this way
Not born like this from the start


Such a shame
Few see past my mask
So I fall in role
And I’m forced to play the part


Who was I born to be?
Heir of the great Gregory?
When will my objections prove
What I try to hide?


What would Dad
Think of what I have
Now become?
Prosecutor Demon?


Thought to be
From the Netherworld
They don’t know my heart
Or that it’s all one big sham


Who was I born to be?
Heir of the great Gregory?
Why must my objections bare
A man I don’t know?


All this time I’m dead inside
From these tears my heart has cried
When will my objections
Prove what I try to hide?


There’s a part which no one sees
Deep inside
Dad would be so ashamed
And I know why


His legacy so long concealed
I am naught but a heel
All that he had ever been
I’ve gone and brushed aside


I don’t defend man’s crimes
I jail them for all time


When will my objections prove
What I try to hide?
When will my objections prove
What I try to hide?


[Edgeworth: *bangs his head softly against the glass* Oh, Father. What would you think of me now? Is there any validity to Wright’s words? What are these unnecessary feelings of uncertainty and doubt that foolish man has reawakened within me?!”]

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