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In the Wright hand

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A mixing of Death Note and Phoenix Wright.

I had a silly story in mind when I drew that, so do not bother to wonder what happens in this pict.

If someone is interested to know who 're my prefered characters you can click in this [link] .
(A dans un an! XD)


Edit:

Phoenix does not know anything about what he has on his hand. (Nor would he believes the gibberish of rules written in their). To him it is just a note book with empty pages that can be used to write his shopping lists for instance. <.<
Maybe all the tomatoes of the planet will die of heart attack.
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Somewhere in a dark lidded room of the Wright Talent Agency Office, Phoenix Wright was overlooking the board littered with photos connected red strings and pins that would help him kill a prolific serial killer that’s been orchestrating gruesome crimes as suicides, and he deducted and discovered the identity and face of the killer. Now he needed to do was to get rid of him.


The problem was that he doesn’t know if he should use his greatest weapon or not, which was known as the Death Note.


When he first encounter it, he thought it was just an simple notebook with nonsensical rubbish that he could use a grocery shopping list.


That was until he met the owner of the Death Note.


Wright turned around and faced the Shinigami Anuk, who told him about Death Note and it’s capabilities. He first encounter Anuk when he was writing his shopping list and he appeared in the dark stormy night. At first, he thought Anuk was a demon, coming to take his soul, until he introduced himself as a Shinigami and held no harm against humans. It was on that night that Phoenix Wright realized that notebook he carried wasn’t just any ordinary notebook, but rather a powerful tool that could eliminate anybody just with name and a face.


Now, he was at a crossroads: to kill or not to kill. That was the question he was facing. He had always been unerring through his pursuit of peace and justice and he always represented the forgiving side of justice. However, he had never been put in a position of power before. He’s browbeaten because he’d always investigated from beginning to end.


He worked every last bit before he executed his plan.


He would’ve been respected and bring positive change to the court system, if he hadn’t gotten disbarred for forging evidence, which was something he would never do. That’s why he was doing now in order to maintain the goal of saving everyone from the dark recesses of the criminal underworld and the flaws of the justice system.


So the question was, will he do it or not.


Since his disbarment, he had no choice but to go for the kill. He turned forward, took a deep breath, and wrote down the killer’s name with just pen and beautiful hand writing. After that, he inhaled and exhaled while waiting forty seconds on the clock. Once forty seconds were up, the deed was done.


Phoenix Wright had gone and killed a man. All done with just a pen and a notebook.


It was gonna change him forever.


“It’s done… I can’t believe it’s over.” He exhaled before he turned and face the Shinigami who spoke nothing and stared at Wright with that poker face expression of his. “Oh, don’t look at me like that. You’re the one who pegged me on.”


Suddenly, both of them heard a knock on the door and realized that it was Trucy.

Both human and Shinigami gazed at each other before Wright headed out and greeted his daughter with a warm smile.


“Hey Trucy.”


“Hey daddy, I was wondering if you can help make some cookies?” Trucy asked innocently.


“Of course, sweetie.” Wright agreed. “Let me help you out.”


Anuk glanced his head back at the notebook before following Phoenix Wright to the living room, where they were about to bake some cookies.


“I love cookies,” Anuk thought.


edited version.