Chapters Malum Prohibitum: Ace Equestrian Attorney
April 8, 10:00 AM
"Where's Vivid?" Princess Heart asked me as she entered the defendant's lobby.
"She stayed behind at my office." I replied between nervous breaths.
"This is one of the many reasons I am trying to bring the changelings and equestrians together." Heart sighed.
"Well, hopefully that'll be a nice bonus should I win the case." I offered.
"Hopefully." Heart agreed.
"The Defense will ake it's way to the courtroom." A gaurd spoke.
I took a deep breath, "Here goes."
April 8, 12:30 PM
The Judge slammmed his gavel down and began speaking. "We are here for the case of Velum. Defense, are you ready?"
"The Defense is. . . .*gulp* ready." Malum said.
"And the prosecution?" The Judge asked.
". . . " Durum Circa paused, his eyes closed.
"Prosecution?" The Judge asked.
"I would not be standing here if I wasn't ready." Circa hissed.
"Oh, right." The Judge stammered. "You may give the opening statement as soon as you feel ready."
"On the 6th of April, a young mare was stabbed in her apatment. We have decisive witnesses and decisive evidence. This case is open and shut." Circa explained.
"We'll see just how open and shut it will be." Malum told Circa.
Circa opened his eyes for the first time, "Are you ready?"
"I. . .don't understand. . . " Malum said.
"I ask because of your client, a changeling. Clearly I don't need evidence against such a creature." Circa chuckled.
The courtroom erupted into an uproar. "The nerve! Helping a disgusting creature like that!" "Mommy, is that pony bad for helping the changeling?" "Don't even look at him!"
Malum was sweating bullets.
"And now you know why all the other attorneys didn't offer." Heart sighed.
"Yeah well. . ." Malum sighed.
"Order! ORDER!" The Judge hollored. "Circa, may you please call your first witnesss?"
"I call the detective in charge of this case." Circa announced.
"Hello sir!" Silver said with a salute to the Judge.
"Ah, hello." The Judge replied.
"Witness, Name and Occupation." Circa barked while slamming his desk.
"Sorry." Silver murmured, "Silver Wings, Homicide Detective."
"I understand that you have decisive evidence?" The Judge asked.
"That's right! In fact, we have TWO pieces of evidence!" Silver boasted.
"WHAT?!" Malum shouted, while Circa chuckled.
"Can you please testify to the court about this evidence?" The Judge requested.
"Right away sir!" Silver replied.
WITNESS TESTIMONY
--Decisive Evidence--
"The first thing you have to realize, is that we have two pieces of evidence:"
"The first is a list of names."
"And I'll give ya one guess as to who the only changeling on the list is."
"The second is a hoof print, found right outside the door."
"Again, one guess as to who it belonged to."
--END--
"That seems pretty straightforward, the court excepts this evidence." The Judge announced, "But, if I may, how does this prove he was the one?"
"Well. . . . he was the only one we've tied to the crime scene so far." Silver explained.
"Hmm. . . . Defense, what do you think?" The Judge asked Malum.
That testimony is useless. Malum thought to himself, "I'd like to hear more about the investigation."
"Ah, yes, a good idea!" The Judge agreed, "Witness, please testify about your investigation."
"Right away sir!" Silver saluted.
WITNESS TESTIMONY
--The Investigation--
"We were called at 11:30 PM on the 6th."
"I believe the caller was a resident of a nearby apartment."
"When we got there, only the open window was off."
"The blood had pooled around the body, from a stab wound."
"The victim showed signs of struggle, but was overpowered."
"In the end, we arrested the changeling based on the print and a witness's testimony."
--END--
"You say a pony saw it?!" The Judge asked in surprise.
"Yes sir!" Silver answered proudly.
Malum closed his eyes in thought about the last testimony.
"Malum, did you see any contradictions?" Heart asked hopefully.
"I. . . I don't know, I have a few questions but. . . I can't see anything wrong right now. . " Malum answered.
"How about a lack of evidence. . " Heart muttered.
Malum's eyes lit up at that, and he slammed his desk. "Detective, did you ever get an estimated time of death?"
"Yes, it's right here in the autopsy report." Silver answered, presenting the report.
"The court accepts this evidence." The Judge remarked.
Malum gave it a quick read.
Autopsy report for: Starry Skies.
"Well Malum? What now?" Heart asked.
"I'd like to start my cross examination." Malum stated.
"Of course." The Judge said.
CROSS EXAMINATION
--The Investigation--
"We were called at 11:30 PM on the 6th."
"W-what now?!" Silver stammered.
"According to the autopsy report, the victim had died at 8:30. So why was the caller THREE HOURS LATE?!" Malum shouted.
Circa chuckled, "Why not let the caller explain it?"
Malum grimaced as the Judge nodded, "I do believe that is pertinent."
"Silver, you may go, and if things go swimmingly, you can look forward to your paycheck." Circa instructed Silver Wings.
Silver's eyes lit up as he left the stand.
"I will now call the witness who called to the stand." Circa announced.
A rather grey pony with grey-blue hair took the stand.
"Witness! Name and Occupation!" Circa demanded.
"Now. . . please, be patient." The pony spoke quietly, "After all, you are keeping me from my work."
"And the court is sorry for that sir, but the quicker you answer questions, the quicker you can return to work." The Judge replied.
"Ah, a pony with manners. How delightful." The grey pony smiled, "I am Mr. F. Money."
"'F.?'" Malum wondered.
"Fast." Money replied.
"Mr. Money, were you the one who called the police?" The Judge asked.
"Of course." Money answered, "It is my apartment complex. I make it my duty to check on everything."
"Then can you testify to the court of what happened to cause your call?" The Judge asked.
Money nodded.
WITNESS TESTIMONY
--The Day of the Incident--
"I was on my way back from a renters room when I noticed it."
"A changeling! Standing right outside the door to another apartment."
"I waited until he left before peeking inside and seeing what he had done."
"When I had seen the crime, I immediately called the police!"
--END--
"Hmm. . . " The Judge hummed. "He was just standing there?"
"Yes." Money confirmed, "As if he was hesitant."
"Hmm. . .Defense, you may start your examination." The Judge instructed.
CROSS EXAMINATION
--The Day of the Incident--
"I was on my way back from a renters room when I noticed it."
"A renter? You were collecting rent, I assume?" Malum wondered.
"What else would I be doing?" Money sighed.
"Hmm. . .that's funny. .. " Heart murmured.
"What?" Malum asked.
"It's almost like he's lying." Heart explained.
"If the defense is done chatting, let's continue this cross examination." Circa grinned.
"A changeling! Standing right outside the door to another apartment."
"And is that unusual?" Malum asked.
"Sir! Were you even here for the invasion?" Money exclaimed.
"Yeah! He should be fired for this!" "He doesn't deserve his badge!" "My kids aren't safe with this buffoon defending!"
Malum winced while sweating bullets. Circa was giving a wicked smile.
"My mistake," Malum gulped, "Please, continue."
"I waited until he left before peeking inside and seeing what he had done."
Malum slammed his hooves into his desk. "Did you see him enter?"
"Yes." Money responded.
"Are you absolutely certain?" Malum asked.
"Absolutely." Money replied.
Circa gave a barking laugh, "I believe that's all we need to hear. Your Honor, the verdict."
"Of course. I do believe that's all I need to hear." The Judge agreed.
"Finally, a perfect case!" Circa boasted, "And in record time too!"
"I find the defendant, Velum. . . . "
"Your Honor!" Malum exclaimed.
"What is it?!" The Judge shouted.
"I want to ask one last question," Malum explained, "One that will turn this case around."
"What is this question?" The Judge wondered.
"Money," Malum said, "When did you see this?"
"11:00." Money replied.
"THEN HOW COULD MY CLIENT HAVE DONE IT?!" Malum shouted.
"MALUM!" The Judge shouted, "Explain yourself!"
"It's simple, your honor," Malum stated, "The murder happened at Eight, my client was there three hours later."
"But, he went inside!" Money argued.
"And he saw what you saw Money," Malum explained, "The victim's corpse."
The court turned to Circa as he clapped slowly.
"Stubborn to the end." Circa sighed, "But, as always, there's something you over looked."
Malum was silent in confusion. Circa smiled at him.
"If he wasn't there to kill her, why was he there?" Circa asked the court.
"I'd like to know myself." The Judge stated.
Malum smiled, "Is that all?"
Circa's smile turned into a frown, "What?!"
"I have evidence telling me why he was there!" Malum explained, "He was there because. . ."
"He was in love with her." Malum stated, showing the court one of the love poems.
At this, the entire courtroom burst into thunderous arguments.
"A changeling? In love? Ridiculous!" "Those things aren't capable!" "This lawyer must really suck to grasp at straws!"
"Mr. Prohibitum, I'll need stronger evidence to support this. Is there any proof that this changeling really did love the victim?" The Judge asked.
"I have it, in these love poems!" Malum exclaimed.
"But, these say "Masked Lover" and "Starfire". . " The Judge deadpanned.
"That's because they were both part of an anonymous dating service." Malum explained.
"And how do you intend to prove that?" Circa asked.
Malum smiled. "Can you read the list that Silver presented?"
Circa picked up the list and read off the names, after a minute, they widened.
"Now do you understand?" Malum asked Circa, "He had no motive, he loved her."
Circa grit his teeth and gave Malum a death glare.
"One thing I'm not understanding is why the room wasn't checked earlier." The Judge furrowed his brow in concentration.
"Why don't we ask Mr. Money here?" Malum asked.
"Ah, yes, I think that would be best." The Judge agreed, "Mr. Money, please testify to the court about why the room wasn't checked earlier."
WITNESS TESTIMONY
--The Time Difference--
"Oh. . . that poor mare had been dead for three hours? It was hard to tell. . ."
"Yet, now that I think about it, I'm sure I saw the changeling three hours before that. . . "
"Yes! Right before my meeting! I saw the changeling there at 8:00!"
"That must have been just before the murder!"
"I swear that's all that I saw!"
--END--
Malum grimaced as the testimony settled on the court.
"So. . . you're saying you saw him twice?" The Judge asked.
"Yes!" Money replied.
"So why are we just hearing this?" Circa hissed.
"B-because . . . he was in disguise!" Money exclaimed.
"In. . . disguise. . . " Malum repeated.
"Yes." Money reaffirmed.
"Do you forget, Mr. Money, that there are rules and laws prohibiting changelings taking disguise?" Heart shouted.
"There are?!" The Judge exclaimed with wide eyes.
"Yes. There are. . ." Circa sighed, "So I ask the witness to reiterate himself. WHY did you not mention it earlier?!"
"I guess I was just in a rush the first time I saw him. . ." Money sighed.
"Thank you." Circa hissed.
"Does the defense still wish to cross examine the witness?" The Judge asked Malum.
"Of course." Malum answered, slamming his hooves into his desk.
CROSS EXAMINATION
--The Time Difference--
"Oh. . . that poor mare had been dead for three hours? It was hard to tell. . ."
"What exactly do you mean by that?!" Malum demanded.
"Exactly what I said, it was hard to tell." Money reaffirmed.
"W-what?" Malum stammered.
"What else do you want me to say? That the blood was dry?" Money asked.
". . . well. . . was it?" Malum murmured/
"No! It was still fresh." Money answered.
"She had been dead for three hours! How could her blood be wet?!" Malum shouted.
"Um. . .well. . . you see. . . " Money stammered.
"The Defense would like to cast suspicion on Mr. Money!" Malum stated.
"What?! Accuse an innocent pony?!" "This Lawyer is so lame!" "HE SHOULD JUST SHUT UP!"
"ORRRRRDER!" The Judge yelled. "Malum! This is a serious accusation! Do you have any proof that Money could be the true killer?"
"How about this!" Malum shouted.
"A. . . letter?" The Judge deadpanned.
"A letter of debt. It seems our victim owed a sum of bits." Malum explained.
"Then answer me this: Who is this Amos?" Circa hissed.
"We don't know, but my guess is it's Mr. Money." Malum answered.
"Yet you don't have proof." Circa chided.
"And neither do you." Malum protested.
"May I state my opinion?" The Judge asked. When only silence came back, he continued, "I think that Mr. Money's testimony was rather suspicious. And this letter of debt would give him a motive. . . "
"The defense requests a day to further investigate the complex owner and find out where this letter of debt came from." Malum stated.
"Granted." The Judge answered, "The court will adjourn for the day, and reconvene tomorrow. I expect both sides to investigate this."
"I will, your honor." Malum said.
"As will I." Circa growled.
"Then court is dismissed" The Judge exclaimed before slamming his gavel.
April 8, 2:30 PM
"Well. . .what now?" Heart asked, a frown etched on her face.
"Now, we search his office, we find out who 'Amos' is. And we figure out who really killed Starry." I explained to her.
"Do you really think that you can find everything you need?" Velum wondered.
"Well, usually if I miss something, the prosecution has fun bringing it up and bashing me with it until I can make sense of it." I answered, a frown on my face now.
"Then I suggest we get started. We only have until tomorrow morning to gather our evidence." Heart stated.
"Right. Heart, please go to the criminal affairs department and start running the name Amos through their database." I told her.
"And you?" Heart asked me.
"I'm going to go back to my office and talk to Vivid. I need to know more about her sister." I said.
"Then, let's get to it." Heart stated with a nod before leaving.
"And you," I turned to Velum, "You are going to tell me why you entered in the first place. . ."
. . . . . .To be continued.
Author's Note
Court Record:
Evidence:
Okay, so, I know I said CMO would be updated next. . . but my co-author is currently unable to help, so have more Malum instead.
Malum Prohibitum: Ace Equestrian Attorney
Case 1 Day 2: Investigation.
April 8, 3:00 PM
Money gave me an even stare.
"I know you're lying about something. I'll find out what it was." I told him.
"I doubt you'll find anything. I'm innocent." Money replied.
"Then, answer me this: Why didn't you mention seeing the changeling twice at the start?" I asked.
"I was nervous! I had assumed that you only needed one instance!" Money exclaimed.
"Fine. Then I have one last question." I told him, "Were you really with a renter?"
"Oh, look at that!" Money gasped, "It's closing time. I'll see you in court tomorrow."
Then Fast Money left the visitor's room.
I sighed, then stood up. Though I had an idea of what happened, I needed more info. I needed to search Money's office.
April 8, 3:10 PM
I stepped into Money's office. It was cozy. It had cushy couches on one side, and a beautiful wood desk on the other side. One wall held some fliers for things like plays and charity. I noted that there was a window behind the desk, but ruled it out as it wasn't bothered.
What took my notice next was the papers on Money's desk. Most of them were "Rent is Due" letters. I thought about what Money had said yesterday.
"A renter? You were collecting rent, I assume?" Malum wondered.
"What else would I be doing?" Money sighed
So, was he really lying? He has to be!
I quickly picked up a couple of the "Rent is Due" letters and stuffed them into my vest pocket.
Then I saw another letter. A letter of Debt.
Dear Money,
My eyes widened as I read the name on the letter. Amos had control of Money too? Thinking it pertinent, I stuffed the letter into my pocket.
I gave the office another look, but decided that there was nothing else I could use.
I then left for my office. I had to talk to Vivid.
April 8, 3:30 PM
I stepped inside the lobby, sighing as I walked to a chair.
"Malum?" A feminine voice called from down the hall.
"I'm here Vivid." I answered
"How'd the trial go?" Vivid asked quietly, sitting in a chair across from me.
"Well. . . I don't know." I admitted.
"What do you mean?" She asked with a cocked head.
"I mean, I hardly had any evidence to prove anything. We had a witness who is obviously lying. AND we have only until tomorrow morning to find out if he was actually there." I explained to her.
"That. . . sounds bad." Vivid agreed.
"Tell me about it." I sighed.
"So if you need evidence, why are you here?" Vivid wondered.
"Because I need to know more about Starry, and currently, you are the only pony who was close enough to her to know some things that others might not know." I said.
"So, you're here to interrogate me?" Vivid sighed.
I gave her a smile, "That's a strong word. I just need to know if you want her true killer found."
"Okay, fine. Ask me anything." Vivid sighed in defeat.
"First, did Starry have many financial problems?" I asked.
"As far as I knew, she didn't have any debts, aside from the one letter in her room." Vivid answered.
"Besides the secret dating thing, did she subscribe to anything else?" I wondered.
"Hmm. . . you know, I think she actually said the dating thing was part of the package. . ." Vivid mused.
I arched an eye-brow, "Okay then, one last question: Do you know where the headquarters for the dating thing is?"
"Um. . . yes, why?" Vivid wondered.
"I'm going to find this "Amos". Mark my words."
April 8, 4:20 PM
"Well hello there!" Said a cheerful light green pony in a pink vest, an over-the-top smile plastered on his face. His two tone brown and yellow mane slicked back in the same style as my own.
"He's like the happy version of you." Vivid whispered to me.
I slowly turned to glare at her, then turned back to the pony in question. "Hello yourself, I'm Malum. I was wondering if I could ask you a few questions?"
"Wonderful!" The pony squeed. "You two must be looking for some relationship advice!"
Vivid and I quickly looked at each other before looking back at the pony.
"Her?! I'm not dating her!" I protested. "Him? I'm not with him!" Vivid shouted at the same time.
"B-but, then w-w-what other questions c-could you have?" The pony stammered in surprise.
"I'm a defense attorney. And one of your subscribers was murdered." I told the pony.
"Oh my! Did I make a mistake? Oh mon Dieu!" The pony exclaimed.
"Was that Prench?" Vivid mumbled.
"Ah, so you recognize the language of love?" He asked while batting his eyes.
I took a deep breath to calm myself. "May I ask your name?"
"Of course!" The pony exclaimed. "I am Sir Eros Barcarolle. Owner and proprietor of Love Letters Inc.!"
". . ." I paused at the name, "Is it alright if I just call you Eros?"
"But of course! We are all friends, non?" He replied, slipping into a Prench accent.
". . . right." I agreed, "I had heard a rumor that a subscription to this place was part of a 'package', I'd like to know more about that, please."
"Oui! Of course!" Eros squeed again. "You see Sir, this place is but one of beaucoup. Several."
"Really?" I exclaimed sarcastically, only to egg him on.
"Oui, they are all part of a social services, so to speak." Frail continued, "There are a many grand services. My dating service, for example."
"Is there any services that deal with money?" I asked him.
"Hmm. . . wait! Oui! There is un! One!" Eros nodded, "Yes, a 'loan shark' company, as many call it."
"Is it nearby?" Vivid wondered.
"In this very same building!" Eros exclaimed, "It sits on la top floor!"
"Thank you." I told him.
"Mais non, thank you monsieur!" Eros answered, "Thank you for showing an interest!"
Vivid and I turned to find the elevators when Eros shouted out, "Good luck with your relationship!"
I sure hoped that Vivid couldn't see my face.
April 8, 5:00 PM
"It's empty?" I wondered aloud.
"I guess so." Vivid sighed.
"Now what?" I asked Vivid.
"Well, we could always search around for a bit. . " She chuckled sinisterly.
"Alright. . ." I sighed in defeat.
I made my way to the desk as Vivid went through a door nearby. On top of the desk were more of the letters of debt. It also held a trophy and a log book. On the wall above the desk a frame of some sort was hung. But whatever the frame held was gone.
I looked at the trophy, it was shaped like a knife. I looked back at the desk but nothing really seemed to help my case.
Sometime later, Vivid came back with a bunch of lottery tickets.
"Why do you have those?" I asked her.
"I found them in a locker labeled: 'Starry Skies'. I'm guessing these belonged to my sister." Vivid explained.
I arched an eyebrow, "So why are they here?"
"Because, they were hidden." Vivid explained, showing me a few with blood splattered on them.
"Now I'm lost, why hide some lotto tickets?" I wondered aloud.
"Maybe one was the winning ticket?" Vivid guessed.
"If that were so, there wouldn't be a motive for killing her." I told her.
"Welllll. . . I also found this," Vivid continued, "It's a letter about hiring Amos's services to frame a changeling."
"WHAT?!" I shouted.
"Oh! Bonjour! I didn't know zat you two were still here!" Eros suddenly exclaimed.
"Yeah, but no one is here." I told him.
"Hmm. . . zat is rather odd. Perhaps you could come tomorrow, no?" Eros wondered.
"Unfortunately, I'll be busy tomorrow." I sighed.
"Ah, tis sad, but I see you again soon, no?" Eros asked.
"I suppose that depends." I admitted.
"Well, I hope to see you again." Eros nodded, "Farewell."
With that, Vivid and I took off for my office so we could further investigate the note.
April 8, 6:00 PM
Vivid unfolded the letter so we could read.
Dear Amos, I assume that you are aware of your clients secret? I want to expose and frame him. I don't care how you do it, just that you do. I know you'll want in, seeing as he's a changeling and all. Then, ponies won't want Princess Heart to stay. Your reward will be 10 times your weight in bits. Yours truly,
I stopped reading as the note was ripped at that point.
"But, how are we supposed to save Velum if we don't know who ordered it?" Vivid wondered.
I shook my head, "That doesn't matter."
"What do you mean?" Vivid asked.
"I mean, all I need to do is reveal Amos's true form." I explained to her, "He is the one who committed the murder."
"But how?" Vivid wondered.
"That's tomorrow's problem. But this note will help." I explained.
"So now what?" Vivid asked.
"Now, we face our final foe, Amos." I stated.
Author's Note
Court Record:
Evidence:
UGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH I messed up this case from the beginning. . . how is it holding up?
Also, Eros Barcarolle was named by Wish I Was There.
Malum Prohibitum: Ace Equestrian Attorney
April 9, 10:00 AM
"This is it." Malum sighed, "If I can reveal Amos's true identity and pin him to the scene of the crime, I can clear your name."
"I have faith in you." Velum smiled.
"Where is Heart?" Vivid wondered.
"She sent me a message in the form of our favorite Detective. She is still at the Criminal Affairs Dept. Something about Amos's namesake." I explained.
"The Defense and it's Co-counsel are to make their way to the courtroom." A guard announced.
"We're running out of time. Velum, did you do any business with a loan company?" I asked as I made my way to the door.
"No, why?" Velum asked.
"You'll see. I promise." I told Velum before entering the courtroom.
April 9, 10:15 Am
The judge smacked his gavel to quiet the courtroom.
"We are gathered here to continue the case of Velum. Defense, are you ready?" The Judge asked.
"Yes, your honor." Malum replied.
The Judge nodded before asking, "Prosecution, are you ready?"
"Yes." Circa answered simply.
"Then you may give your opening statement." The Judge answered.
'Yesterday, the Defense hastily accused Mr. Money of being the murderer. I intend to prove them wrong." Circa explained.
The Judge nodded again, "Then please call your first witness."
"Obviously, I call Money to the stand." Circa announced.
"Hello again. Ready to falsely accuse me again?" He sneered at Malum.
"Mr. Money, please tell the court why you are not Amos." The Judge stated.
"If I have to." Money replied.
WITNESS TESTIMONY
--I'm Not Amos--
It's rather simple, I'm not Amos.
Why? Because, I already send letters of rent to every resident. Bearing my own name.
Now, I think that's all I need to say.
The Judge nodded. "I think that covers everything."
"Your Honor, let me cross examine him!" Malum pleaded.
"I will, and I don't need to remind you of what will happen if this testimony still stands." The Judge said.
"I understand, Your Honor." Malum answered.
"Then begin the cross examination."
CROSS EXAMINATION
--I'm Not Amos--
It's rather simple, I'm not Amos.
"Can you prove it?" Malum challenged.
"Let him finish his testimony, you oaf." Circa hissed.
Malum gulped loudly, "Right."
Why? Because, I already send letters of rent to every resident. Bearing my own name.
"That contradicts what you testified to yesterday!" Malum protested.
"How?" Money asked.
"Yesterday, you said you were collecting rent." Malum explained.
"And? I was, I handle certain cases in person." Money answered.
Malum shook his head, "No, I'm afraid that won't work. You just said: 'To every resident'. That would include Starry."
Money flinched, his mustache giving a little bounce.
"If you're so cocky, then tell me: What was Money doing that day?" Circa asked.
Malum gave a big smile, "Why, visiting the victim of course!" With that, the court burst into chaos.
"Has he lost his mind?" "What does he think he's getting at?" "Muffin?"
"ORDER!" The Judge hollered. "Malum, please tell us why you think that."
"You see, I found a very interesting letter in Money's office. Namely, a letter of debt." Malum answered before showing the letter.
"Are you saying that he owed Amos as well?" The Judge asked with big eyes.
"If the Prosecution would kindly read it for us?" Malum asked with a large smile.
Circa grumbled before reading the letter aloud.
"So. . .where does that leave us?" The Judge wondered.
"It leaves us with the same question: Why was Money in the victim's room?" Circa asked.
Malum smiled, "Because, he worked out a deal with Amos."
"Oh? Did he now?" Circa asked, "Money, please tell the court what happened."
"Al-alright." Money stammered, wiping the sweat from his brow.
WITNESS TESTIMONY
--My debt--
Alright, I admit, I owed Amos.
I needed some extra money to renovate some of the more broken down apartments.
So yes, I met with him on the day of the crime.
He told me to pay up. In a most frightening tone!
I asked what I could do to erase the debt.
He had me follow him to an apartment. There, we collected the rent from a renter who hadn't turned it in.
He agreed to forgetting my debt as long as half the rent went to him.
"So what you are saying is that Amos bribed you to rob your tenants?" The Judge simplified.
"Yes. That's what I am saying." He replied.
"When did this occur?" Malum asked.
"8:00. Same time as the murder." Money replied.
"Then that would mean that Amos and Money were both unable to commit the crime!" The Judge exclaimed.
Circa gave an over exaggerated bow. "I believe that there is no more we need to discuss. Your Honor, that verdict please."
The Judge nodded, "I do believe that I've heard enough. I find the defendant, Velum. . ."
"Your Honor! There's still one more thing I'd like to bring up!" Malum protested.
"Unfortunately, there's nothing more to see." Circa countered.
"But this will change the case! I swear it!" Malum protested further.
"Hmm. . if you can prove the Amos was indeed tied to the murder, then I will withhold my verdict." The Judge explained.
"Thank you, Your Honor." Malum sighed.
"So, this evidence that proves Amos was involved?" Circa asked.
"Another letter?" Circa sighed.
Malum nodded, "Yes. Another letter. This one asks Amos to frame a changeling. One of his clients."
"You think it's Velum?" The Judge asked.
"I'm not sure yet, but I'd like to ask Amos himself." Malum replied.
"Well, you are in luck. He's here." Circa sneered.
"WHAT?!" Malum exclaimed.
"I can go fetch him, if Your Honor wishes it?" Circa asked.
"Hmm. . .yes, I'd like to hear from him as well." The Judge answered. "Prosecution, please go and get him."
"At once." Circa replied.
After a short break, the court gathered to finally see the face of Amos. As they calmed, a pony took the stand.
"Witness, your name and occupation." Circa demanded.
"Amos. Amos Voluntas. I'm the owner of a loan company, see?" A red coated pony snarled.
"Amos, please testify to the court your whereabouts on the day of the murder." The Judge asked.
"Youse talkin to me?" Amos snarled.
"I-I am Mr. Amos. Please, just tell us and you can go." The Judge whimpered.
Oh grow a spine! Malum thought to himself.
"Fine. But I'd better be outa here soon, capiche?" Amos snarled again.
"Of course!" The Judge exclaimed.
WITNESS TESTIMONY
--Where I Was--
So I was with a client, see?
I had pity on him when he couldn't pay, so I cut him a deal, see?
Only us two were there. See?
Then I was at my office since then.
"So. . . no murder occurred?" The Judge wondered.
"None at all." Amos replied.
"Is that enough for you Prohibitum?" Circa asked.
Malum slammed his desk with his hooves. "I'd still like to cross-examine him, please?"
"Of course." The Judge agreed.
CROSS EXAMINATION
--Where I Was--
So I was with a client, see?
"I assume you are referring to Mr. Money?" Malum asked.
"Who else would I be talkin about?" Amos growled.
"Just making sure." Malum clarified.
I had pity on him when he couldn't pay, so I cut him a deal, see?
"And that deal was where you got half of the money he earned?" Malum wondered.
"Is you stupid? Of course that's what it was!" Amos exclaimed.
"Mr. Money did verify it." The Judge reminded Malum.
Oh, Your Honor, if only you could see what I was up to. Malum thought glumly. Only us two were there. See?
"You must really not care about your clients." Malum stated.
"Whatdya mean?" Amos growled.
"Well, if you wanted to save both of your skins, you would've mentioned the third pony like your client Money had." Malum explained.
"W-what third pony?!" Amos exclaimed. "I didn't see no pony!"
"Then I think it's obvious." Malum gave a smile, "You can't be Amos."
"Oh yeah? Try me." Amos snarled, "Show me somethin from my office!"
Malum smiled, "Okay."
"L-lotto tickets?" Amos asked in a baffled tone. "I'm loaning money. Why would I need those?"
"So you don't recognize them?" Malum asked.
"Nu-Uh." Amos stated.
"Pity, because these were in a locker labeled: Starry Skies. And this locker," Malum paused, "WAS IN YOUR OFFICE!"
Amos threw his head back and yelled.
"Not so fast Prohibitum!" Circa shouted, "Somepony else could've planted them!"
"I don't think so! I think that these were hidden so that Amos could make a little more money!" Malum shouted back.
Circa's eyes grew incredibly furious as he tried to find an argument.
"So, you tink youse a great detective now?" Amos chuckled, "Let's say those were planted without my knowledge. What else would you have shown me?"
Malum smiled, "Alright."
"What da heck is this? Some letter?" Amos growled.
"It's a letter that details a pony's want to frame a changeling." Malum explained.
"Oh yeah? And how do I know it isn't forged?" Amos asked, sweat dripping down his brow.
"Because, you said that you've been in your office since the murder." Malum answered. "And this was sitting, ON YOUR DESK!"
Amos threw his head back again and howled.
"ORDER!" The Judge howled. "I can plainly see that the defense believes this pony is not Amos."
"Exactly, your honor!" Malum agreed.
"But without concrete proof that this pony is not who he says he is, I cannot let the defense continue this course of action." The Judge continued.
"WHAT?!" Malum hollered.
"If there are no more interruptions, I will now pass my verdict." The Judge announced.
"Looks like you just couldn't get it this time." Circa laughed.
Malum covered his eyes and sighed.
"Malum! Please, don't give up!" Vivid pleaded.
Malum didn't budge, Circa continued to chuckle and the Judge cleared his throat.
"If there are no more objections, I find Velum. . . "
The whole court held their breath as the Judge readied his gavel.
Malum looked up to see the most beautiful thing he ever saw. Princess Heart and Silver Wings burst through the court doors.
"Your Honor! Please! We have information about Amos!" Heart pleaded.
"W-WHAT?!" The Judge exclaimed.
"I-impossible!" Circa hissed.
Malum slammed his hooves down. "Your honor! We must hear this new piece of evidence!"
"Why?" Circa challenged.
"Because! We have to examine every detail! Every piece of evidence! It can't end like this!" Malum explained.
"Hmm. . . " The Judge hummed. "I will hear this evidence. But if it doesn't change my mind, I will pass my verdict."
"Your Honor, may I request a 30 minute recess to prepare this evidence?" Malum asked.
"I will allow fifteen minutes. No more." The Judge said.
Malum nodded, "Thank you."
. . . To Be Continued
Author's Note
Court Record:
Evidence:
So, one chapter left and we can continue on to the next case.
But one question remains. . .
Who is the real Amos?
Malum Prohibitum: Ace Equestrian Attorney
Case 1 Day 3: Trial part 2.
April 9, 1:00 PM
"Heart, thank you." I told Princess Heart as we sat in the Defendant's lobby.
"Don't thank me yet. We still have to go through this trial." Heart informed me.
"But at least we have one more chance." Vivid reminded her.
"True."
"So, do we know who Amos really is?" I wondered.
"About that, what Silver and I found out was rather interesting." Heart said, "But I think I'd rather wait until we get back to the courtroom to tell you what it was."
"Alright." I sighed. "I almost failed, but now it's all or nothing."
"Let's show the world that Changelings aren't all bad!" Vivid cheered.
"The Defense and it's Co-Council are to make it's way to the Courtroom." A guard announced.
April 9, 1:15 PM
"Court is back in session for the case of Velum." The Judge announced. "Now, may Princess Hear please tell us what exactly she found out about Amos?"
"Yes." Princess Heart answered. "You see, when I started running the name through the police records, a very interesting case was pulled up."
"What was it?" Malum wondered.
"Undetermined Suicide or Murder." Heart answered. "He was found dead nearly three years ago."
"WHAT?!" The Judge yelled.
"NO!" Circa shouted.
"I don't understand!" The Judge exclaimed, "How do we deal with a case that has letters from a dead pony?"
Malum smiled, "Simple. We find the pony who was using his namesake."
"Then it sounds like you are fixing to accuse another pony. Think hard before pointing that hoof." Circa hissed.
"The pony I'd like to accuse is Eros Barcarolle." Malum stated.
"Under what circumstances?" Circa asked.
"Under what was written in the framing letter." Malum explained, "It said that the changeling was one of Amos's clients. Yet the defendant never signed up for a loan."
"I see the defense's point." The Judge spoke up, "I will allow questioning of Eros."
"Thank you, your Honor." Malum sighed.
"On one condition." The Judge continued, "If nothing new comes from the next cross examination, I will pass my verdict."
"I believe that's fair." Circa nodded.
Malum slammed his hooves down. "I'll do it."
The Judge nodded. "Bring in Eros."
Malum looked at the pink vested pony, Malum knew it had to be him.
"Eros," The Judge spoke, "Do you know why you are here?"
"Mais non, Your Honor!" Eros replied.
"Malum is accusing you of masquerading as Amos and committing a murder while doing so." The Judge explained.
"Oh my! How terrible!" Eros exclaimed.
The Judge nodded, "Isn't it though?"
Your Honor, please stop taking his side. Malum thought while sighing.
"If you will please state your name and occupation, we may start." Circa asked Eros.
"I am Eros Barcarolle! Owner of Love Letters Inc. and a très magnifique dresser!" Eros stated.
"Eros, may you please testify to the court about Amos Voluntas?" The Judge asked.
"Oui! I will!" Eros exclaimed, "It will be my pleasure!"
WITNESS TESTIMONY
--Amos--
You wish to know about my big brother, non?
He and I ran a grand business together!
Many companies rolled together, all workable through the post office.
It is true that he sadly passed.
I run the loaning company for 'im, but I am afraid I never leave the offices much.
Oui, life is lonely there.
--End--
"B-brother?" Malum gulped.
"Oui, he was the only family I 'ad." Eros sighed.
"I'm sorry for your loss." The Judge wimpered.
"Merci, Your Honor." Eros said.
"But I don't think anything changed." The Judge spoke, "I believe it's time to hand down my verdict."
"WHAT?!" Malum exclaimed.
"It seems even with the truth, you still failed." Circa chuckled, "The Prosecution rests."
The Judge nodded, "I find the defendant, Velum. . . "
"Not so fast, Your Honor!" Vivid yelled.
"What is the meaning of this?!" Circa exclaimed.
"There's one thing all of you overlooked!" Vivid explained, "If we compare the writing of the letter of debt to the list of names we can determine whether or not he really left!"
"Wait, which one?" Malum asked her.
"Money's!" Vivid answered.
"What would this prove?!" Circa growled.
"It would prove if Eros really did leave the office on the day of the murder!" Malum explained.
Eros flinched at Malum's voice.
"Hmm. . . Bailiff! Have these letters examined. Let's see if the defense is right." The Judge finally declared.
"At once!"
Fifteen minutes later found everypony waiting for the Bailiff to give an answer.
"The writing matches!" The Bailiff exclaimed.
The courtroom burst into chaos, and the Judge kept trying to grab every pony's attention.
"ORDER!" The Judge yelled. "I think I'd like to know what Eros was up to on that day."
"As would I." Malum explained.
"Eros. Please tell us what you were doing on the day of the murder." The Judge demanded.
WITNESS TESTIMONY
--The Day of the Murder--
So, it seems that I was careless.
It is true, I was indeed with Mr. Money.
And we did go to a renters place.
But, alas, without proof, you know not whom we visited.
--End--
"So. . . you really did leave and speak with Mr. Money?" The Judge asked.
"Oui, it is correct." Eros answered.
Malum slammed his hooves down. "Your honor! Permission to do one last Cross Examination?"
"I will grant it." The Judge answered, "But, if you deviate from the case at hand, I will end this trial here and now."
"I understand." Malum answered.
CROSS EXAMINATION
--The Day of the Murder--
So, it seems that I was careless.
"I'm going to cut straight to the point." Malum stated, "You want proof that you visited the victim? Here it is!"
"A. . letter?" Eros wondered.
"This is a letter of debt for the victim, Starry Skies." Malum explained, "It said that you were to come collect on the same day as the murder."
Eros flinched, "Oui, and? What if I visited her first and then Money killed her?"
Malum shook his head, "Unfortunately, Money has no real motive. That, and you were asked to do it."
"What do you mean?" Eros demanded.
"I mean,"
"This framing letter wanted 'Amos' to frame his client. But Velum never signed up for a loan." Malum explained, "Which means that the author of this letter knew that Amos was long dead."
Eros flinched again. "So? What if I decided not to? What if I chose to spare the changeling?"
"If you had, we wouldn't be here." Malum answered. "You did indeed visit the victim, right before she was murdered."
Eros growled. "Prove I was there."
Malum smiled, "Alright."
"L-lottery tickets?" Eros exclaimed.
"Found it Starry's locker. And covered in blood." Malum smiled. "I wonder who that blood belongs to?"
"Guh-" Eros gasped.
"So, is that enough for you?" Malum chuckled.
"Bravo, little lawyer. You've mastered the art of snooping and stealing. But there's one more thing, where is the murder weapon?" Eros snarled, his kind voice and appearance gone.
"T-the murder weapon?" Malum gulped.
"It wasn't found." Circa explained, "And a knife was ruled out because of the wound's shape."
"So, little lawyer, what was the murder weapon?" Eros asked.
Malum looked down at his hooves in thought. He thought of every pony involved in this case, and which would have been able to leave a strange wound.
Malum slammed his hooves down. "You want the murder weapon?"
"That's what we've been waiting for." Eros answered.
"It's a horn." Malum answered.
"Excuse me?" Circa exclaimed.
"A unicorn's horn, to be exact." Malum continued.
Eros chuckled, "Ah, but I'm an only an earth pony."
Malum shook his head. "But you had one thing, you had a contract."
"Please lawyer, spit it out." Eros hissed.
"You used your contract over Money to blackmail him into killing Starry for you so that you could frame the poor changeling that happened by three hours later." Malum explained, one hoof pointed towards Eros.
The whole courtroom sat in silence for a few minutes before Eros made a sound.
"ha. . hahaHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Eros laughed madly. "BRAVO! Well done lawyer! BRAVO! You found it!"
"W-why are you laughing?" Malum wondered.
"If only you knew what was coming next." Eros continued to chuckle before passing out.
"Circa, where is Eros?" The Judge asked.
"He has been arrested and taken away for further questioning." Circa answered.
"Well then, judging by the events that transpired, I think I can finally give my verdict." The Judge declared.
"The Defense rests, Your Honor." Malum stated.
"If there are no further objections, I find Velum. . "
N O T G U I L T Y
"Court is adjourned!" The Judge announced before slamming down his gavel.
April 9, 3:45 PM
"We did it Malum! We won!" Heart exclaimed, giving me a big hug.
"I can finally breathe again." Velum sighed. "I can't thank you enough, Malum."
I shook my head, "I'm afraid I'm not the one you should thank."
"Princess Heart?" Velum guessed.
"Well, she deserves thanks too, but I was thinking of someone else." I said.
"He means me." Vivid spoke up.
"If it wasn't for Vivid's idea, I would have never been able to pin down Eros."
"Thank you Vivid. I know it must've been hard for you to defend me." Velum turned to Vivid as he spoke. "But I'm glad you did. And your sister would have been proud."
Vivid gave Velum a large hug, "Yeah, I know."
"Malum." Heart spoke up, "I want you to know that you are officially a friend of changelings everywhere, and you are welcome in my office at any time."
"Thank you, Princess." I smiled. "Well Velum, have a good one. I'm gonna head back to the office."
"But, your payment?" Velum asked.
"Whenever you're ready." I answered.
Velum smiled, "You are something."
"Yep." I smiled back.
"Uh, Malum?" Vivid asked.
"Yes?" I turned to her.
"I was wondering if. . . If I stayed with you and helped for awhile?" Vivid blushed, "I mean, as thanks, for helping find my sister's killer?"
I smiled, "I don't think there's anything wrong with that."
"I just hope we don't have to deal with anymore death for awhile." Vivid sighed.
I chuckled in agreement as we left the courthouse, but what I didn't realize was that one of the hardest trials of my life was still ahead. . .
Next time, on Malum Prohibitum. . . .
"I have heard enough evidence for this trial. I find the defendant, Princess Celestia. . . "
Malum Prohibitum: Ace Equestrian Attorney:
Author's Note
So, one case down, two more to go.
And yes, our defendant is Princess Celestia herself.
This will tie up the arc introduced in 'Turnabout Time'.
I thank you all for reading, and will see you all in November!
Malum Prohibitum: Ace Equestrian Attorney
Intermezzo 1: Mystery Thief
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A cloaked pony slithered down the hall. It was checking every nook and cranny. After a few minutes, it stopped by a statue.
A lone click sounded out, and shortly after, a thud.
The pony pulled a few things out of the statue, but froze at the voice that suddenly rang out.
"I knew it. You're here just as I planned." The voice chuckled.
"What do you want from me?: The pony whispered.
"Your silence." The voice answered, before the cloaked pony fell to the ground.
September 15th, 8:00 AM
I sat at my desk, leafing through the local newspaper. Sadly, it looked like everything was sunshine and daisies. Unfortunately, that doesn't pay the bills.
I looked up from the paper to see that my purple coated assistant, Vivid Dream, was staring intensely out the window.
"Come on!" She roared, "You can take it! Don't let him win!"
"Vivid," I chuckled, "If you want them to hear you, try opening the window."
Vivid stuck her tongue out at me before turning back to the window. "If I did that, they'd probably start hitting on me."
"Oh?" I wondered, "Didn't you want to find somepony special not to long ago?"
Vivid shot me a glare, "NO! All I want it for that zebra down there to prove to those bozo's that the Black Bandit is the best thief!"
I smiled at her, "That was a quick response."
Vivid grumbled to herself.
I went to read, but paused as another thought entered my mind. "Wait, who is this 'Black Bandit'?"
"He's a new and upcoming thief that steals info on all sorts of underground stuff and makes it public." Vivid explained.
"So. . . he's a vigilante?" I surmised.
"Yep." Vivid confirmed before looking out the window again. "Dang it, some detective just broke the fight up."
I dropped the paper. "Detective?"
Just then, a tan pony with darker brown hair burst into the office. "Malum?" He asked.
"That's me," I answered, "What seems to e the problem?"
"You've been called for," the detective explained, "A pony wants you to defend him."
I looked over to Vivid, who was practically jumping up and down. "Alright, I'll go talk to him."
"Yes sir." The Detective chimed, "Right this way."
September 15th, 8:15 AM
I sat down in front of the glass divider. On the other side sat a rather glum looking pony. He had messy green hair and a deep purple coat.
"Can I help you?" I asked him.
He jumped, as if he wasn't expecting somepony to talk to him.
"What?" He nearly shouted, "You want to help me?"
"Um. If you want it, yes." I answered unsurely.
"I didn't think anypony would be so kind." He answered.
"Why not?" I asked him.
"Because, I'm a thief." He answered simply.
"WHAT?!?!" I shouted.
This caused the pony to mope again. "You can leave now. I won't mind."
I cleared my throat. "Sorry for my outburst, I was just surprised."
The pony looked up at me again, "So, you'll still help?"
I nodded, "As long as you tell me the truth, I'll be able to solve this case."
The pony nodded, "In that case, I'll tell you everything I know."
"Let's start with your name." I told him, "Mine is Malum Prohibitum, though I assume you knew that."
"I did." The pony answered. "I'm Sleuth."
". . ." I paused, "Is that a nickname?"
Sleuth shook his head. "No. It's not."
"Oh. . . ok." I answered quietly. "So what happened?"
. . . To be continued.
Author's Note
Court Record:
Profiles:
Evidence:
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand we're back after a very long time.
. . .
I actually don't have that much to say.
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Malum Prohibitum: Ace Equestrian Attorney
Case 2 Turnabout Thievery Day One: Investigation
September 15th, 8:15 AM
"Well. . . I was asked to steal something, and when I got to the item's location, a pony was laying dead!" Sleuth told me.
"So, you're saying that you found the crime scene?" I asked quietly.
"Yes, exactly!" Sleuth answered enthusiastically.
"And was there anypony else on the crime scene?" I asked him.
"No. Just me and the victim." Sleuth verified.
"Alright. . .now, what exactly do you mean when you said you were a 'thief'?" I wondered.
". . ." Sleuth paused, "I suppose it's because I am raised in a family of them. My dad was one, and so was his parents."
"You mean, your ancestors were all great thieves?" I verified.
"Well, thieves for hire. We were paid to steal things." Sleuth answered, "Actually, now that I think of it, you look familiar. . "
"Hmm, well, in any case, I'll be going to the crime scene." I told him, not completely sure he was innocent.
Yet.
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September 15th 8:30 AM
The crime scene was crawling with police. The body was already gone, moved to be examined for the autopsy. And heading the case was none other then Silver Wings.
"Well, if it isn't Malum." Silver huffed, "Here to defend a crook?"
"I'm here to find the truth," I replied, "And I don't figure you will help either."
Silver shook his head, "Nope. I won't."
"Fine then, may I still look around?" I asked, knowing it'll most likely go nowhere.
"Well, my boys ain't done yet, come back in an hour or so." Silver chortled.
I gave a short glare to him before an idea struck. "That's fine, I can examine the west side first then."
Silver chuckled again, "Knock yourself out."
I nodded to him before heading to the west side of the gardens. I pulled out the complimentary map I was given and began to analyze the scene.
The garden was separated into four parts, and they all met at a fountain in the center, which you had to pass to get to the other parts of the garden. Only two exits were labeled, on the east and west sides. I frowned, the east side exit went directly into the palace, which means the killer, victim, and suspect had to approach from the west side.
One good thing about the west side and east side of the gardens is that they are mirrors of each other, so I won't have much problems seeing what's out of place.
As far as the west side was concerned, there were three sets of hoofprints. Two going east, one west. So, naturally, I jotted that down.
Next came the statues, there were about five on this side. Three were ponies of the past, one was of a wendigo, and the last was a large pony that I didn't recognize.
Knowing that something was hidden in the gardens, I began searching the statues to see if I could find a hollowed out one.
The large pony happened to be hollow, and inside was three things: An old picture of two young mares and Sleuth. A letter, and a contract. Making sure the police couldn't see, I stuffed these into my pockets.
I gave the west side one more look around, but I didn't see anything else that could be a clue. Nodding to myself, I made my way east.
Luckily for me, the east side was now empty of police, aside from the one guarding the palace entrance.
Like the west side, five statues sat in the same order. The large pony had a second statue here, and it had the victim's blood on it. I looked inside the hollowed out statue to find only a key, an old rusted key. Nothing else. I stuffed the key in my pocket.
I examined the hoofprints of the scene, which was considerably hard thanks to the police. But, luckily, I was able to find at least one set separated from the rest. Only, it was heading north from the hollowed out statue.
I jotted down a quick note about the prints then pulled the picture out again.
I now had several questions for Sleuth.
September 15th 9:00 AM
Slueth was whistling a tune when I entered.
"Having fun?" I asked him as I pulled out the letter from the hollowed out statue.
"Oh, yes. I found out who you are. I do believe I am in good hooves." He said with a laugh. "I'm as good as free!"
"Only if you tell me the truth." I sighed, now unfolding the letter. "We'll start with this letter. . "
Dear Sleuth,
You won't believe who hired us for this heist. A member of the Canterlot Council!
But, I have some very sad news, about what they wanted us to steal. It's too big a piece of evidence, and letting them have it would have us caught for treason against the crown.
Me and Feather must hide, live normal lives. I don't know when you'll get this, but I can never speak to you again. . .
I paused for a moment as the writing changed, it was more rushed, and less faded then the first bit.
Sleuth,
I'm getting worried, I received word from Feather. An agent of that council member found her, and is forcing her to show him the hiding place. . . I can't let him know.
There's an even bigger problem now, I have a son, and Feather has a daughter. They must never know who we really are, or what we've done.
I have one last request for you, before I go to Canterlot. Go to the Canterlot Statue Gardens and retrieve the key that hides there.
I love you, brother.
Shrouded Blade.
The visitor's room fell silent after I had finished the letter.
"Now you know. Why I was there." Sleuth finally whispered, breaking the silence.
"You came back to the gardens to see if your sister left you anything?" I surmised.
"I knew about the heist." Sleuth admitted. "There were a many great things we would've scored. But Blade, she learned about the corruption of that Council Member."
"And she made her and her sister targets." I finished.
"And now, I have to find that hiding place." Sleuth muttered darkly. "I have to avenge her, to remove that politician from power."
"And that's why another thief was there, to stop you and find this evidence before you could." I guessed.
Sleuth nodded. "And if I'm found guilty, that safe will remain locked forever."
Vivid, who had been silent the entire time, suddenly spoke up "Should we, defend him? Could something worse happen if we don't?"
I looked back at Sleuth. I knew in my gut that he didn't kill anypony. But I had one last piece of evidence to check.
I pulled out the paper labeled "contract" and read it.
Contract of The Great Thieves
I, the Black Bandit, having been assigned by an unnamed client, do solemnly swear to retrieve the items listed below from the Canterlot Gardens.
And by swearing this Contract, I must see it through, or die trying.
The list of items was rather short, just a key and the letter to Sleuth.
I looked to Vivid, "I know who the victim is now."
"The Black Bandit." Slueth stated, "He and I have had our run ins. But if it is truly him, them I am concerned."
"Why?" I wondered.
"He has never been caught while carrying out a contract. And now a third party wants the letter too." Sleuth explained, "I feel as though the trial will be very informative."
I nodded, "Consider me your lawyer now."
Sleuth smiled. "Great!"
Author's Note
Court Record:
Profiles:
Evidence:
Wow. I Got a lot of stuff unloaded on this one. Could probably pull off only one or two chapters for the trial and just end this case.
Oh well, enjoy.
Malum Prohibitum: Ace Equestrian Attorney
Turnabout Thievery: Trial Day one.
September 15th, 10:00 AM
"Well, here we are again." I told Vivid as we waited for the Trial to start.
"So, I'm your third client, right?" Sleuth clarified.
"Well, Second. Unless you count the time I was an assistant to Rarity." I admitted.
Sleuth's face started to turn green. "Suddenly, I feel less confidant."
"Don't worry." I assured him. "I know I have enough evidence here to at least give us another day."
"Oh, good." Sleuth sighed.
"The Defense and it's Co-Counsel are to make it's way to the court room." The Bailiff announced.
"Show time." I sighed, making my way through the doors to the court room.
September 15th, 10:30 AM
The Judge slammed his gavel down to calm the chattering jury. "Court is now in session for the case of . . . Sleuth?"
"Yes sir, your Honor, sir." Sleuth answered.
"Hmm, odd name. Anyway, Defense, are you ready?" The Judge asked Malum.
"The Defense is ready, Your Honor!" Malum answered proudly.
"Good, and Prosecution?" The Judge continued.
"Ready, as always." Durum Circa answered.
The Judge nodded, "Then please give your opening statement."
"At 1:00 PM last night, The suspect, Sleuth and the Victim, The Black Bandit met in the Canterlot Statue Gardens." Durum began, "It was at this time the defendant killed the victim."
"How did the victim die?" Malum asked.
"Yes, I would like to know as well." The Judge agreed.
"I was getting to that." Durum answered. "The victim was killed by poison, and had suffered a severe blow. Delt with this knife."
Oh my, that poor pony. Malum thought to himself.
"I present the autopsy report and the knife as evidence." Durum announced.
"The Court accept these as evidence." The Judge answered.
"Now, if I may, I'd like the Detective to illustrate more of what happened last night." Durum asked.
"By all means then, bring the Detective up!" The Judge exclaimed.
A few moments later found Silver Wings at the stand. "Hey there, pal."
"Witness, state your name and occupation." Durum asked.
Durum seems confidant today. Malum noted as Silver Wings did as he was instructed.
"My name is Silver Wings, I'm a Detective with the Equestrian Police Force." The Detective stated cheerfully.
"Detective, please tell us in detail what happened last night." Durum instructed.
"No problemo!" Silver stated before pulling out a paper. "I'd like everyone to look at these blueprints for the garden. ."
The picture was a blueprint of the gardens. it showed four sections, the four sections ended at a circle in the middle.
"As you can see, there's only two ways into the gardens, the palace in the east, and the public entrance in the west." Silver explained, "In order to move from one section to the next, you need to cross through this circle in the center, which is a fountain area."
"I see, and where was the victim found?" The Judge asked.
"Here." Silver answered, "In the East side."
"So he was by the palace, then?" The Judge wondered.
"Exactly." Silver answered.
"Detective!" Durum exclaimed suddenly, "Testify as to how the murder went down."
"All right, you're the boss." Silver replied blankly.
WITNESS TESTIMONY
So, the victim entered the crime scene from the west.
Then, he is followed by the killer.
All of a sudden, the killer corners him at the large statue!
After words, the killer leaves the way he came, and was spotted at the entrance by our witness.
--End--
"Well, there you have it, your honor. The events of last night." Durum said, folding his hooves. "I do not believe there is much room for doubt."
"Hmm, it would seem that way." The Judge agreed.
Malum slammed his hooves on his desk, "I'll start my cross examination now."
"Of course." The Judge nodded, "Get to it."
CROSS EXAMINATION
--How it went down--
So, the victim entered the crime scene from the west.
"So, he used the public exit?" Malum asked.
"Well, either that or the palace entrance, but there's no way he could come from there." Silver explained.
"Why not?" Malum wondered, "He was a thief, after all."
"What he was before he died does not matter, as the palace entrance was guarded." Durum snapped.
"Then why wasn't the alarm sounded? Wouldn't a guard have witness the murder in that case?" Malum wondered, "Unless you have a guard as a witness today?"
"Malum has a fair point, why haven't we talked to one of the guards on duty?" The Judge asked Durum.
"Tsk tsk tsk." Durum chuckled, "The answer is obvious, the one and only guard on duty was inside the building all day. There's no way he could've witnessed it."
"In that case, Detective, continue your testimony." The Judge asked.
If there was no witness, then why was Sleuth accused? Malum wondered to himself.
Then, he is followed by the killer.
"So, both the killer and victim used a public entrance? Even though they were both thieves?" Malum questioned.
"Well, pal, the killer was a Unicorn, and unless he knows teleportation, he'd have to walk." Silver explained.
"What about the victim? What race was he?" Malum pressed.
"The victim? He was also a unicorn." Silver answered, "I doubt that a couple of thieves know how to teleport."
The Judge nodded, "That logic seems sound, therefore, I'm going to ask the defense to move on."
Fine, I guess there's nothing else I can get from that. Malum sighed in defeat.
All of a sudden, the killer corners him at the large statue!
"Why was it by the larger statue?" Malum asked.
"Heck if I know," Silver grunted, "That's just where we found the body."
". . . " Malum paused.
"Is something wrong, Malum?" The judge wondered.
"No, nothing." Malum admitted.
The judge nodded, "Carry on then."
After words, the killer leaves the way he came, and was spotted at the entrance by our witness.
"W-wait a minute, what about the moment of the murder?" Malum exclaimed.
"Urp!" Silver gulped, looking down at his hooves. "Guess I forgot to add it. . ."
"Detective, could you please amend you testimony to include the moment of death?" The Judge asked.
"While you do so, you can think about your salary evaluation." Durum sighed.
Silver sighed before continuing.
The killer attacked the victim with the knife, killing him instantly.
"I'm sorry, detective, but I believe the cause of death was poison?" Malum pointed out.
"Gah!" Silver gasped.
"It is unclear when the poison entered the victim's bloodstream. But I do believe I can clear it up." Durum explained.
"Please Durum, tell us how this works." The judge asked.
"It's simple, the knife was coated in the poison that killed the victim. If the poison was fast acting, then death would have been instant." Durum finished his explanation.
"Ah, I see, this makes sense." The judge exclaimed. "Ahem, Detective, please finish your testimony."
After words, the killer leaves the way he came, and was spotted at the entrance by our witness.
Alright, Malum, this is your last chance to help build your case. . . Malum thought to himself.
"So, he walked out the public exit, and another pony happened to be there at one in the morning?" Malum clarified.
"That's pretty much it." Silver agreed.
"But don't you find that a little odd?" Malum asked, "A random pony just happened to be waiting outside at the time of the murder?"
"If you are insinuating that the witness is the killer, I'm afraid you'll need proof." Durum stated.
"I- I don't have any yet. . ." Malum admitted.
"Then I'm afraid I'll have to end this line of questioning." The Judge announced. "It seems this case is pretty solid, I could hand down a verdict right now!"
Durum shook his head, "I'd like to have my witness testify first."
"Oh, by all means then, call him up."
A minute later, a timid blue coated unicorn took the stand.
"Witness, your name and occupation." Durum asked quietly.
"M-my name is Sadet. I'm the Canterlot Gardens caretaker." The witness answered.
"Sadet, was it true you were at the public entrance to the gardens when you spotted both the victim and the killer?" Durum asked.
"Yes, yes it is." Sadet replied almost instantly.
"Hmm. . . Sadet was it?" The Judge spoke up, "I'd like to know exactly what you were doing there that late to begin with. Can you please testify for us?"
"I'll try my best." Sadet answered.
WITNESS TESTIMONY
Well, I was doing my job last night.
While I was trimming the outer hedges, I made my way towards the western entrance.
If last night had been a normal night, I would've cleaned the statues next.
But I swear on my life, I never entered the gardens last night.
--End--
"So, you were trimming hedges?" The Judge asked.
"Yes, they take a long time, so I always do them at night when the gardens are empty." Sadet answered eagerly.
"As you can see, your honor." Durum spoke confidently, "He has an alibi. Any of the guards in the palace can confirm his routine."
"Then I don't really see a point in a cross examination of this testimony." The Judge concluded.
"There is no need, his routines aren't involved with this case." Durum agreed, "I think you'd like to hear what he saw though."
"Hmm." The judge hummed in thought.
Now's my chance! If I can convince the judge to let me cross examine, I know I can find something new! Malum thought to himself. He then slammed his hooves on his desk.
"Your Honor! It's my right as a defense attorney to cross examine every testimony!" Malum exclaimed, "Even the smallest bit of overlooked testimony could change everything!"
"Hmm. . . " The Judge hummed some more. "Prosecution, what do you think?"
"If he wants to cross examine the testimony, let him." Durum answered, "But, if it proves to be a waste of time, I think he should be penalized."
The Judge nodded, "I agree. Defense?"
"Yes, Your Honor?"
"Do you agree to the prosecution's terms?" The Judge asked.
Malum slammed his hooves down again, "Absolutely!"
"The you may begin your cross examination!" The Judge stated.
CROSS EXAMINATION
Well, I was doing my job last night.
"Could you tell us more about your job?" Malum asked.
"Certianly! My job is to keep the gardens clean and healthy!" Sadet explained with glee. "It includes trimming the hedges, cleaning the statues, and weeding the flower beds."
"And did you d-"
"This has no bearing on the case at hand." Durum hissed.
The Judge nodded, "I have to agree, please stick to details relating to the case."
No problem, just another day for Malum Prohibitum, Ace Attorney. Malum Prohibitum glumly thought to himself.
While I was trimming the outer hedges, I made my way towards the western entrance.
"So why did you start with the outer hedges?" Malum asked.
"I already said they take the longest!" Sadet frantically spoke.
"We've already been over this, it's his routine." Durum agreed.
I feel like there's more here, should I keep pressing, or move on? Malum wondered before slamming his hooves down, again. "Did you finish the hedges?"
"Yes." Sadet replied.
"Malum, please stop asking non relative questions." The Judge asked, "I'm afraid I'll have to penalize you."
"Urp!" Malum choked. Blast, I'm gonna have to be more careful.
If last night had been a normal night, I would've cleaned the statues next.
"How did you know last night wasn't normal?" Malum pressed.
"Well, I saw a strange pony enter the gardens." Sadet answered.
"What happened after that?" Malum continued pressing.
"Well, he ran back out, I suppose." Sadet answered.
"I'm sorry, but that can't be right." Malum stated with a smile, "There were at least two ponies who entered the gardens. You should've seen the second one!"
"No!" Sadet shouted.
"So, I have two ideas of what happened, either you followed him in, or you left your post after that." Malum explained.
Sadet began to sweat. "I-I swear, I didn't leave my post!"
"Then you had to have entered the gardens!" Malum exclaimed.
"Then we're back to square one, how did the victim enter?" Durum explained.
". . ." Malum paused, "He was a unicorn, he could've teleported."
"Do you have proof of that?" Durum asked.
"N-no." Malum sighed.
"Then allow me to illustrate what happened." Durum replied, "The pony the witness saw was in fact the killer, not the victim."
"Oh, so where did the victim enter from?" The judge wondered.
"Simple, he's a thief, he snuck his way through the palace." Durum explained. "This is why the witness didn't see him."
"Oh my, that makes so much sense!" The judge exclaimed.
But that was my argument, your honor! Malum screamed internally. Wait, what Durum just said, it contradicts a piece of evidence. . .
"I'm afraid your explanation didn't cover everything!" Malum accused Durum, "Take a look at these notes from the crime scene!"
"There were TWO sets of hoofprints going east on the night of the murder?!" The judge exclaimed.
"Exactly, your honor!" Malum stated, "That means a THIRD pony entered the gardens!"
Durum shouted in fury before slamming his head on his desk, the court burst into chaos for a few seconds while the Judge tried to calm everypony down.
"So, that brings me back to our witness here." Malum continued, "DID YOU ENTER THE GARDENS?!"
Sadet was silent for awhile, but finally answered.
"Yes."
The judge slammed his gavel down a few times to quiet the court. "Witness! You have a lot of explaining to do. I want you to testify about what exactly happened last night."
"Yes, your honor." Sadet said in defeat.
WITNESS TESTIMONY
As you've figured out, I went into the gardens.
I followed that one pony in. I was wondering why he was there so late.
He was out of sight for a time, he had already made it to the east side.
Then, just before I found the body, I heard a voice.
But when I got there, there was only the body.
I ran inside, and sounded the alarm and when I came back. . .
I saw that pony in the defendant's chair.
--End--
". . . " The Judge paused in surprised, "So. . that's what really happened?"
"Yes, Your Honor." Durum answered.
"Your Honor." Malum spoke up, "I'd like to begin my cross examination."
"Then please, do so." The Judge answered.
CROSS EXAMINATION
As you've figured out, I went into the gardens.
"Why not just tell us from the start?" Malum wondered.
"If I had, I was afraid you would think I did it." Sadet replied, fear easily visible on his face.
Malum gave him a smile, "Well if you didn't do it, then you have nothing to be afraid of."
I followed that one pony in. I was wondering why he was there so late.
"Are the gardens closed at night?" Malum asked.
"Well, no, they aren't. . . " Sadet admitted, "But ponies usually don't go in at that time of night regardless."
That makes sense, considering what Sleuth told me. . . Malum thought to himself. "Did you get a good look at the pony?"
Sadet hummed for a second before answering. "It was too dark to tell."
"So you can't tell us if he was a unicorn or not?" Malum grimaced.
Sadet shook his head, "I can't. Sorry."
No! I can't let this happen! I need a contradiction! Malum screamed internally.
Out of nowhere the judge slammed his gavel. "It seems the testimony is solid."
Durum nodded, "Yes, it looks like we can end this case. And in record time to!"
The Judge nodded back to Durum, "So, if there isn't any objections, I will hand down my verdict."
They're right, this testimony is solid. How am I going to get out of this one? Malum thought to himself.
"Come on Malum, I know we can do this!" Vivid tried to cheer him on.
"Can we? Durum is right, this testimony is solid as a rock." Malum questioned. I might as well quit now. I'm sorry I couldn't find the truth for you, mother.
"The court finds the defendant. . ." The Judge began.
Then, all noise faded away, and Malum thought he could see a mare standing in front of him. Although her kind face didn't seem to move, he heard her voice.
"Wasn't the victim. . . wasn't the defendant. . ."
The whole court fell silent as Malum pointed a hoof at Sadet.
"What's going on here?" The Judge stammered.
"And here I thought the defense finally knew when to quit." Durum sighed.
"Your Honor! I can prove that the pony Sadet saw wasn't the victim!" Malum stated.
Durum chuckled, "Didn't we already establish that?"
Malum smirked at Durum, "I can also prove it wasn't the defendant."
With this, the court went into a frenzy.
"ORDER! ORDER IN THE COURT!" The judge hollered.
"Y-you what?" Durum hissed.
"Did you lose your mind?" Vivid asked in utter confusion.
Malum shook his head, "No, I haven't. I want to call. . .the defendant himself to the stand!"
Durum was now completely frazzled, he took heavy breaths as he spoke. "No! I won't. . allow. . it!"
The Judge nodded, "How will we know if he's telling the truth?"
Malum slammed his hooves on his desk, "If I cross examine him, and he is lying, then I'll take the ultimate penalty!"
"Hmmm," The Judge pondered the offer. "Prosecution, do you accept these terms?"
Durum, still frazzled, nodded, "He won't prove a thing!"
At that time, Sleuth took the stand.
"Defendant, I would like you to testify about what you did on the night of the murder!" The Judge demanded with a smack of his gavel.
"I'll do my best." Sleuth answered.
Please Sleuth, you are my last chance, don't lie. Malum pleaded.
"Before we have the testimony, I'd like to take a 30 minute recess." The judge announced before smacking his gavel once more, "Court is adjourned for recess."
. . . To be continued!
Author's Note
Court Record:
Profiles:
Evidence:
And that was something. Sorry for ending on a cliff hanger.
Also, who was the pony Malum saw?
Malum Prohibitum: Ace Equestrian Attorney
Turnabout Thievery: Trial day one part 2.
September 15, 12:30 PM
"ARE YOU CRAZY?!" Sleuth practically yelled the moment the doors closed.
"Most likely." Malum replied without missing a beat. "But it's our only chance!"
"But they won't listen to what I have to say!" Sleuth argued.
"Then, you tell the TRUTH. And I'll stick to using that to prove you weren't involved!" Malum explained.
"I. . I don't like this Malum." Vivid spoke up, "Your whole career rests on Sleuth. Aren't you worried?"
"Yes, I am worried." Malum answered, placing a hoof on Vivid's shoulder, "But if I don't try, then it's my fault another innocent pony got accused."
"Wait, another innocent pony?" Sleuth echoed.
"Yes, another one." Malum replied, "My mother was convicted of two murders. I plan to find the truth behind that case as well."
Sleuth was quiet for a moment, then spoke up "I believe you."
Before Malum could answer, the bailiff called out. "Will the defense and it's co-council enter the courtroom? The trial is about to reconvene."
"Well, let's hope we can turn this around. . ." Vivid sighed.
September 15th, 1:00 PM
The Judge smacked his gavel to get the rooms attention.
"The trial will now reconvene." The judge announced. "Defendant, are you ready to testify?"
"As I'll ever be." Sleuth answered from the witness's stand.
"Then please testify to the court about what you did on the night of the murder." The judge asked.
WITNESS TESTIMONY
As some of you suspect, I went to the gardens to steal something.
But, when I got there, I didn't see another pony.
I heard the hedges rustle more then they should.
So I left before whoever I heard could spot me.
Then I came back later, thinking I could still recover the items I came there to grab.
But that's when I saw the body, and by then, I was found.
But I swear I didn't see anypony else!
--End--
". . ." The Judge sat there in silence.
"Your Honor, the defendant is lying! It's clear as day!" Durum pleaded.
"Can you prove that? Can you prove he entered the gardens without seeing anypony?" Malum countered.
Durum growled quietly, but said nothing.
"So Malum, you are confidant in your defendant, can you please cross-examine him?" The Judge asked.
CROSS EXAMINATION
As some of you suspect, I went to the gardens to steal something.
Malum slammed his hooves on his desk. "Alright Sleuth, I'm cutting straight to the point!"
"O-ok?" Sleuth answered in an unsure tone.
"How did you enter the gardens?" Malum asked.
"As a thief, I never enter through the front entrance. I teleported." Sleuth answered.
"He is lying!" Durum shouted, "I doubt he even knows how to!"
"I do too you idiot!" Sleuth yelled.
"ORDER IN THE COURT!" The Judge hollered. "Malum! Keep your client in check!"
"R-right your honor." Malum gulped.
"Do you want a demonstration then?!" Sleuth continued to yell at Durum.
Durum smiled. "Sure, show us. Teleport!"
"ORDER!" The Judge hollered again, "I will allow this demonstration as long as Malum does not help in anyway."
"I-i don't know how to teleport, your honor." Malum admitted, "But I'll promise all the same."
"Then will Sleuth teleport?" The Judge asked, "But, you are not allowed to teleport out of this room."
Sleuth nodded before firing his horn. In an instant, he was gone. A few moments later he appeared next to Durum.
"Satisfied?" Sleuth asked before teleporting back to the witness stand.
"But. . .if that's true. . ." The Judge asked, stunned.
"Then that leaves us with another hole in our testimonies," Malum answered, "Who left the second set of hoofprints?"
"That was the victim then!" Durum shouted, having rebound from the turn of events.
"BUT HE COULDN'T HAVE!" Malum countered.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN?!" Durum asked in surprise.
"Because by the time Sleuth left, somepony was already there!" Malum answered.
"So, who was already in the gardens when Sleuth left?" The Judge asked.
"Simple, your honor, it was THE VICTIM!" Malum stated.
"Malum," Durum slowly and carefully spoke, "I want you to tell us how you think things went down, and stop beating around the bush."
Malum smiled, "is that all?"
"Yes."
Malum nodded before speaking again, "Here's what happened:"
"Sleuth was afraid of losing some valuable possessions that he had hidden. So he made his way to the Canterlot Gardens. There, he found his possessions intact. However, before he could collect them, he heard another pony approach and he left. This pony was the Black Bandit, who had barely opened the statue when the true killer attacked him! After this, the killer disappeared and that's when our witness arrived at the scene of the crime."
The whole court sat in silence for a few moments.
"I'm sorry, but the police are very thorough. They didn't find any hollowed out statues." Durum stated, "That rules out half of your explanation."
"Where was the body found?" Malum asked Durum.
"It was found about five feet from the northern hedge." Durum explained.
Malum began to laugh, "That's why they didn't find the statue, they didn't know which one was hollowed, not like Sleuth and the victim."
"So, what are you suggesting?" Durum questioned Malum.
"Simple, the Victim was indeed poisoned. By the knife." Malum explained, "And while he was alive, the killer dragged him towards the closest hedge."
"And that's when the witness came in?" Durum asked.
Malum nodded, "Exactly. The true killer didn't have time to hide the body, so he left it there and that's when Sleuth returned."
"Hmm. . ." The Judge hummed, "The only problem I have with this explanation is who is the real killer?"
"Well Malum? Who did it?" Durum asked.
"I don't know." Malum answered.
"You see your honor, a bluff until the end." Durum stated.
"I don't know because YOU DIDN'T CALL HIM!" Malum finished.
The court once again burst into a frenzy as the judge tried to get control.
"ORDER!!" The Judge hollered one last time, "The next pony to make a sound will be held in contempt!"
"So Malum, tell us, who didn't I call?" Durum asked.
"Simple, the one and only other pony there that night, the night guard!" Malum announced with determination.
"But he has an airtight alibi!" Durum hissed.
"Oh really?" Malum smirked, "I call the Night Guard's alibi into question!"
"N-no!" Durum screeched.
"The defense casts suspicion on the guard!" Malum finished speaking, much to the surprise of the court.
"Clearly this was a mistake Your Honor, there was no fourth pony on the scene!" Durum pleaded with the Judge.
"Hmm. . You know, I'm starting to wonder about that guard's alibi myself." The Judge stated, "Didn't you say he was the only guard on his post last night?"
Durum screeched.
Malum nodded, "That's right. He was the only guard. He had to have seen the victim."
The Judge nodded in agreement. "You are absolutely correct. I do believe I can do something now."
Malum waited with bated breath.
"Seeing as the hour is late, I'm going to adjourn court proceedings for today." The Judge announced, "Defense, I want you to find more evidence that this guard had something to do with it, and prosecution, you are to question the guard."
"I understand." Durum spoke through clenched teeth.
"Court is Adjourned!" The Judge said with one final smack of his gavel.
September 15th, 2:00 PM
"I can't believe you pulled that off!" Vivid nearly shouted as she entered the lobby.
"I can't believe I didn't ask Sleuth about teleporting beforehand." Malum sighed as he entered right behind her.
"And I can't believe that a guard would murder a pony." Sleuth added, now in the room with them.
"All I know is that I need some way to link the guard." Malum stated as he turned to face Sleuth. "And I have one more question to ask you."
"Shoot." Sleuth replied, seemingly chill.
"Why did you choose last night of all nights to show up?" Malum pressed.
"Because, I was afraid that I'd lose that stuff if I didn't go as soon as I heard." Sleuth sighed.
"Heard what?" Vivid wondered.
"Heard that the Black Bandit was hired to steal my things." Sleuth answered, now staring into Malum's eyes.
"So, it was only to lure you out." Malum muttered to himself.
"Whatever it was, we need to go back to investigating!" Vivid practically cheered, now bouncing in excitement.
"Please Malum, find the truth." Sleuth told Malum before being escorted out of the courthouse.
"Well, I guess we'll search the palace entrance first." Malum stated before striding out of the courthouse. As he walked though, his mind went back to the strange mare in court.
Who was she?
Author's Note
Court Record:
Profiles:
Evidence:
And another one bites the dust. I estimate about 3 chapters left before this case is wrapped up, then I go onto the final case.
Of Ace Equestrian Attorney, that is.
Malum Prohibitum: Ace Equestrian Attorney
Turnabout Thievery Day 2: Investigation
September 15, 2:30 PM
Malum and Vivid looked around the hall. It seemed like the rest of the palace. Clean and shiny.
"So, how are we supposed to find clues here when this place is spotless?" Vivid asked.
"We're not." Malum stated matter-of-factly. "We're here to see if there's even the slightest chance the victim could've moved through here without being caught."
With that, Malum examined the hall again. There were pillars lining it, but none of them were big enough to hide behind. He also noted the curtains, all of them were drawn up. If the victim really entered the garden from the palace, he didn't hide.
"It doesn't look like there's much else we can get from here." Malum sighed, "And It doesn't look good."
"So what now?" Vivid wondered.
Malum walked towards the exit, "Guess we check the gardens."
September 15, 2:40 PM
Immediately upon entering the gardens Malum went up to the northern walls. He combed through them until he noticed the northbound hoofprints that met up with the wall. He looked closer and noticed a rust colored feather on the ground.
"Well, I sure hope that guard is a pegasus, or I have nothing that'll tie him to the case." Malum sighed as he put the feather in his pocket.
"So, are we literally done?" Vivid asked softly.
"Yup, this was my shortest investigation ever. Now I jut hope I can tie the evidence over." Malum sighed.
"I think we should go ask sleuth a few more questions." Vivid suggested.
Malum nodded, "It wouldn't hurt."
September 15, 2:50
"How can I help you guys?" Sleuth asked.
"Well, I thought I'd go over evidence while asking you a few more questions." Malum said opening his bags
"Alright, shoot."
Malum picked up the first piece of evidence. The Contract. "I'd like to know more about these contracts."
"In order to keep our code of honor, all thieves have contracts." Sleuth explained, "And all thieves are told about said contract so that no one can intervene."
"Who knew?" Vivid smiled, "Thieves with honor."
"So, you knew about the Black Bandits plan?" Malum summed up.
"Yup." Sleuth confirmed.
Malum looked back to the contract. In one corner was a strange golden seal that depicted a griffon. "And this seal, is it on all the contracts?"
"No." Sleuth answered, staring at the seal, "The Contracts are blank until the one who issued it uses a seal of their own, if they have one."
Malum quickly jotted down the information in his notebook. "Ok, next we got. . .This feather." Malum said, "Did it come from a pegasus?"
Sleuth's eyes traced the feather for a bit. "Yes, that is indeed a pegasus feather."
"Alright. I think that's all." Malum sighed, "Still not much to go on."
"Malum, before you go, did. . . did you see. . " Sleuth whispered, "Did you see a mare in front of you during the trial earlier?"
Malum's eyes widened, "You saw her too?"
"I did." Sleuth answered, "She was my sister but. . ."
"But what?" Malum pressed, now aching for the rest of Sleuth's thought.
Sleuth stared in Malum's eyes, "She looked like you."
Author's Note
Court Record:
Profiles:
Evidence:
Malum Prohibitum: Ace Equestrian Attorney
Turnabout Thievery: Day 2 Trial part 3.
September 16, 10:00 AM
Malum sat at the defense bench as the onlookers filed in. Durum had his hooves crossed, his head down, and his eyes closed. Malum smirked at the sight.
This is my last chance to prove Sleuth innocent. And as long as Durum is upset, I'll have an easier time doing so. Malum thought to himself.
*SMACK*
Everypony fell silent at the sound of the Judge's Gavel. "Court is now back in session for the trial of Sleuth."
"The Defense is ready, your honor." Malum said at once.
"The Prosecution. . " Durum started slowly, "Is ready."
The Judge nodded, "Then Prosecution, do you have an opening statement?"
Durum nodded back to the judge. "Yesterday, the Defense cast their suspicion on the Guard on duty the night of the murder. I will provide evidence that will shut down this claim."
The Judge stared at Durum, "And your evidence?"
Durum smiled, "I call the guard to testify."
"The bring him in." The Judge replied.
Soon after, a rusty colored pegasus took the stand. His mane was a steely silver-grey. He also wore a vest with a golden pin stuck on the lapel.
"Witness, name and occupation." Durum spoke carefully.
"I'm Rusty Hinge. A palace guard." Rusty stated, a bored look on his face.
"You were assigned to the Garden Entrance on the night of the murder, correct?" Durum asked.
"Correct." Rusty confirmed.
"Witness," The Judge spoke up, "Could you please testify about what happened that night?"
"Alright." Rusty answered with a shrug.
WITNESS TESTIMONY
I got to my post just before sunset.
Then, I stood where I was assigned, all night.
There was only one point at night that I didn't look.
It was because I had sneezed.
Nothing else happened.
--End--
The Judge closed his eyes in thought. "Hmm." He hummed, "That seems pretty solid."
Malum slammed his hooves on his desk, "I still reserve the right to cross examine him."
The Judge nodded, "Then get to it."
CROSS EXAMINATION
I got to my post just before sunset.
"So, that means you worked the night shift then?" Malum guessed.
"It's pretty obvious." Rusty answered.
"Malum, please stick to the case at hand." The Judge stated with a glare.
"Yes, your honor!" Malum gulped.
Then, I stood where I was assigned, all night.
"So, you didn't leave even once?" Malum pressed.
"Not once." Rusty confirmed.
"I believe we can agree he didn't leave his post." The Judge stated.
There was only one point at night that I didn't look.
"Why was that?" Malum asked.
"If you let him finish, maybe we'll know why." Durum growled.
"Malum, if you continue to deviate like this, I just might find you in contempt." The Judge warned.
"Of course, your honor." Malum gulped.
It was because I had sneezed.
"Y-you sneezed?" Malum grimaced.
"I have pretty big sneezes." Rusty confirmed.
"It's not uncommon that some ponies have big sneezes." Durum stated.
"Continue witness." Malum sighed.
Nothing else happened.
"I beg to differ." Malum grinned.
"The Victim had to have come from the castle!" Malum explained, but to his surprise, the guard didn't even flinch.
"How do you know?" He asked in a monotone voice.
"I. . uhh. . ." Malum sighed.
"He's right. There's no solid evidence that says the victim came from the palace at all!" The Judge exclaimed.
Durum gave an over the top bow. "And there you have it. Without the evidence to prove my witness guilty, we can concede that only the defendant could have committed the crime."
The Judge nodded in agreement. "Then I guess It's time to hand down my verdict."
As the court burst into excited chatter, Malum slammed his head onto his desk.
"Malum!" Vivid cried, "Do something!"
Malum didn't move, he had given up.
Meanwhile, the stone cold guard finally smiled.
"You see? You can't touch me." He chuckled, "I never entered the garden last night."
"I hereby find the defendant, Sleuth. . " The Judge called out.
The whole court fell silent as Malum pointed his hoof at the guard. "I object to your last statement!"
"W-what?!" The guard shouted.
"Malum!" The Judge roared, "What's the meaning of this?"
Malum looked to the Judge, "The witness just said 'I never entered the garden.' That changes his testimony!"
"Oh my, you're right!" The Judge exclaimed.
"Not only that, but I can prove he went in there!!!" Malum finished.
"Then show us!" Durum hissed, "Show us the proof that he went into the gardens!"
"The proof? The proof is-"
"This feather!" Malum exclaimed, "Not only did I find it on the crime scene, but it has a very familiar color."
Rusty yelled as Durum clutched his heart.
*SMACK* Went the judge's gavel. "Hmm. Malum proves a point. Witness, what do you have to say?"
"I went into the gardens." Rusty stated. "That much is true."
"W-why didn't y-you tell me?" Durum heaved.
"You didn't ask about that." Rusty smirked. "And you, defense attorney."
"Yes?" Malum wondered.
"You are starting to amuse me." Rusty chuckled, "Your Honor, let me testify as to what I was doing in the gardens."
"O-ok." The Judge said, startled.
WITNESS TESTIMONY
Okay, you got me, I was in the gardens.
I heard sounds coming from the gardens.
So i left my post to investigate them.
That's when, I saw the murder happen. Right in front of me!
I was gonna pursue the killer, but he teleported away.
--end--
"Hmm." The Judge hummed, "I wish you could've told us about this earlier."
"I'm sorry your honor. I was afraid that I would be convicted of a crime I didn't commit." Rusty explained.
"Well, I suppose I can't blame you." The Judge said while giving Malum a stink eye.
Why is it always me? Malum sighed to himself. "Can I do my Cross Examination?"
The Judge nodded. "I suppose so."
CROSS EXAMINATION
Okay, you got me, I was in the gardens.
"And you didn't tell us because?" Malum pressed.
"Because I was afraid you'd find me guilty." Rusty answered.
". . ." Malum paused in uncomfortable silence. "Continue please."
I heard sounds coming from the gardens.
"So, what exactly did you hear?" Malum pressed.
"I heard what sounded like teleportation." Rusty explained.
Okay, so he was still inside when Sleuth showed up. Malum guessed.
So i left my post to investigate them.
"How long did it take?" Malum pressed.
"How long did what take?" Rusty asked.
"From your post to the sounds in the gardens, how long did it take?" Malum asked.
"Only a few seconds." Rusty said.
Okay, Sleuth said he was only there for a few seconds. Malum thought to himself.
That's when, I saw the murder happen. Right in front of me!
"Can you explain about this moment in more detail?" Malum wondered.
"Okay, I'll do that." Rusty chuckled. "I saw the murderer sneak up behind him and strike him with the knife. It was too quick for me to do anything. After that, the murderer teleported away and left me alone with the victim and the gardener."
"Can you add that to your testimony?" The Judge asked.
"No problem." Rusty said.
I saw the murderer sneak up behind him and strike him with the knife. It was too quick for me to do anything. After that, the murderer teleported away and left me alone with the victim and the gardener.
"I think we all know what's wrong about that statement." Malum said.
"Oh, and what would that be?" Rusty asked.
"The Gardener never mentioned you!" Malum stated triumphantly.
Rusty yelled as his wings fluttered frantically.
"So, how did you know the gardener was there?" Malum pressed.
"Because he had an illumination spell, that's why." Rusty growled.
"Can you try telling the truth?" Malum tssked. "The Gardener didn't mention any illumination spells."
"T-then the gardener was lying to you!" Rusty hissed.
Malum shook his head, "No, I don't think so. I think the gardener never saw you."
"Then, how do we explain this contradiction?" The Judge wondered.
"It's simple, your honor." Durum chuckled. "Rusty left shortly after the murder happened to get back-up. That's how he knew the gardener was there."
"Oh, I see." The Judge said. "I don't think there's anything else that we need to go over. The defendant did it, clear as day."
"And so the cards fall, Malum." Rusty chuckled, "Looks like your voice will be the last voice he hears."
Malum let his head fall to his desk in defeat.
"If there are no more contradictions. Then I shall hand down my verdict." The Judge announced, "The Defendant, Sleuth, is. . ."
"Looks like your voice will be the last voice he hears." Echoed in Malum's head.
Voice.
"I heard a voice"
"W-wait!" Malum shouted.
"What now Malum?" The Judge all but growled.
"Something the witness said just now reminded me of Sadet's testimony yesterday." Malum said, "Sadet heard a voice, and I'd like to question him about it."
"Hmm." The Judge hummed, "And what exactly do you hope to accomplish by this?"
"I want to see if Sadet can help us find the voice's owner." Malum explained.
"As do I." Durum spoke up, "As you should know Malum, I go over all the evidence."
Malum nodded, "Then bring Sadet in."
A few minutes later, Sadet took the witness stand.
"Um, why am I back here?" Sadet asked.
Malum slammed his desk with his hooves. "You're here to talk about that voice you mentioned yesterday.
"Ok." Sadet said.
"Witness, testify to us about this voice." The Judge asked.
WITNESS TESTIMONY
So, as I said yesterday, I had followed the pony into the gardens.
Then I heard that voice.
It said something along the lines of, "your silence".
After that, all I heard was silence.
--End--
"Hmm." The Judge hummed, "What exactly did that change?"
"Nothing, your honor." Durum answered deftly.
"Wait, Sadet," Malum asked. "If you heard the voice again, could you recognize it?"
"Yeah, I guess I could." Sadet answered.
"Then I'd like Rusty to say the line Sadet told us earlier." Malum suggested.
Rusty started chuckling, "I don't know what good it would do you, but, if only for your silence ."
Sadet's eyes grew wide. "It was you?!"
The courtroom burst into chaos.
"ORDER!" The Judge hollered, "Malum! Please explain what this means!"
"Of course, your honor." Malum said, "You see, Rusty lied about what happened. He talked to the victim for a time before the victim died!"
"Malum, why would he talk to the pony he was going to kill?" Durum asked, "That makes no sense, and it gives him even less of a motive, if any."
Malum fell silent. What was the motive here?
Rusty chuckled, "And for all you know, the defendant could have mimicked my voice."
Malum continued to think in silence as the prosecutor and witness continued talking.
"Hold on a second Durum!" Malum exclaimed.
"What is it now?" Durum asked.
"I. . .I forgot what I was gonna say." Malum sighed.
Durum gave Malum a blank stare. "Your Honor, the verdict."
"Of course." The Judge said, "I find the defendant. . . "
I can't believe it, all of that. . .and I have nothing. Malum thought to himself before he slammed his head onto his desk in defeat.
"Malum, there's gotta be something, something we missed." Vivid urged.
Malum didn't move. It was over, he lost.
Then the sound faded away, and Malum looked up at the same pony from before, Shrouded Blade.
"Not his intended target." She whispered, "He didn't know . . .what anything was about."
Suddenly, she was gone and Malum found himself in real time.
"H-hold on your honor!" Malum squeaked.
"What now?!" The Judge sighed.
"Your Honor, I know why Rusty spoke in the gardens that night." Malum said.
"Oh really now?" Rusty chuckled, "Then tell us, why?"
Malum smiled, "Because you thought you were talking to your intended victim."
"I don't understand. . ." The Judge sighed.
"Your Honor, I believe that the Black Bandit's death was a mistake." Malum explained.
"T-then who was the killer after?" The Judge asked.
"My client, Sleuth!" Malum exclaimed.
"Hahahahaha," Rusty chuckled, "And why is that?"
"Because, Sleuth knew a lot, too much even." Malum said, "And he learned it from this letter."
The Judge had the bailiff read the letter to the court, much to the dismay of Rusty.
"What is this joke?" Rusty asked, his mane now a mess and his eyes now wild.
"According to the letter, Sleuth's sisters found some pretty incriminating evidence against a member of the Canterlot Council." Malum explained. "And because the contents of the statue belonged to Sleuth, Sleuth was in the way."
"In the way of what?" Durum wondered.
"In the way of that Council member." Malum explained.
"Okay, say that's all true." Rusty spoke, "Then why was another thief there?"
"Because he was hired. He had his contract on him when he died, and it was hastily stashed back into the statue." Malum explained.
"And what does that prove?" Durum hissed.
"Well, take a look at the seal on the contract, and at the badge the witness is wearing." Malum grinned.
"My word! They are the same!" The Judge exclaimed.
"Exactly," Malum nodded, "Rusty hired the Bandit to steal all the info Sleuth had hidden."
"So why would I kill the pony I had hired?" Rusty asked.
"Because you didn't know it was him you were talking too." Malum explained, "You thought it was Sleuth, who came to gather his things."
Rusty began to growl. It started low, then slowly grew higher and higher in pitch.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!!!!" Rusty broke down, "Very good Attorney!"
"W-what?!" Durum exclaimed.
"You figured it out!" Rusty continued to chuckle, "But, sadly, this is the only victory you can get against my boss! I almost had that letter, and that key!"
"ORDER! ORDER!!!" The Judge yelled. "So, you admit to the murder?!"
"Yes, I admit, old stallion." Rusty chuckled before fainting.
A few minutes later when the Judge calmed the court down, Sleuth took the stand.
The Judge turned towards Durum, "Where's the witness now?"
Durum, who didn't look too happy, sighed, "He was taken away for questioning."
"Oh, then I guess that's it." The Judge sighed, "I guess there's only one thing left to do."
"The Defense rests, your honor." Malum stated.
"Prosecution?" The Judge asked, but decided to just move on after seeing Durum's glare. "I find the defendant. . .
N O T G U I L T Y
The court burst into cheers as the trial was finally over.
September 16, 3:00 PM
"Thank you Malum." Sleuth told me as we left the court room.
"No problem." I replied, "I'm just glad that that is all over."
"Over? Didn't you hear him? It's not over." Sleuth sighed, "But I'm beginning to see why my sister made a family."
"Why?" I asked, still wondering about the two times I saw Shrouded Blade.
"Because, her son is a very smart stallion who's made it his goal to find the truth about his mother." Sleuth explained.
"W-wait, you mean?" I stuttered, still unable to grasp what he said.
"I do believe we're relatives Malum. You are as smart as my sister, and I've already told you that you look like her." Sleuth explained with a smile on his face. "Avenge my sister, and find the truth."
With that, Sleuth teleported away and I went back to my office. To prepare for the next case.
Little did I know what the next case would hold in store. . .
. . . . To be concluded on
Turnabout Retribution!
Author's Note
So, that was that case.
And this final chapter was hard to get through, but I did it.
Now, onto my next fic.
Malum Prohibitum: Ace Equestrian Attorney
Intermezzo Two: A deadly Signing.
October 29th, 10:30 AM
Durum Circa and two other ponies sat around a table.
"What happens here today remains secret." Durum explained as he wrote something down on the paper.
"My dear," Said a mare who sat next to Durum, "Are you sure you want to write out your will today? Why not wait after the wedding?"
Durum sighed, "Because, I have a bad feeling about my belongings. If I were to die right now, before I finished this will, someone would be able to steal it all. So please, let me write it out now."
"Of course," "Said a rusty brown pegasus, who was pouring drinks. Just then, a doorbell chime could be heard.
"She's here already?" Durum exclaimed.
The pegasus stood up first, "Allow me to get her."
Durum stood up as well while the mare took a sip from her teacup, "Excuse me dear, I have to relieve myself."
Durum went to leave, but the mare began gagging.
Durum watched in horror as the mare slumped to the ground, he held the mare in his arms as she took her last breaths.
Then the pegasus from before entered the room.
"He did it sir!" The pegasus accused, pointing at Durum.
Durum Circa, the fearsome Prosecutor, was accused of murder.
October 29 11:00 AM
Malum sighed. His office was quiet.
Vivid Dreams, who had helped him out with a few cases had left.
"It was fun seeing things from your point of view." Vivid said, "But I need to return to my own family and friends. I'll check up on you soon K?"
Malum looked over at the picture on his desk, it was a picture of him with a pony named Rarity. Along with all of her friends.
Next to that picture sat a second. it was of him and Vivid. "To remember me, ok?"
Malum smiled, fun times.
He then looked at yesterday's paper:
Durum Circa retiring?This tough as nails prosecutor has suffered several losses lately, and now several ponies as certain that he is stepping down as a prosecutor..
Before he could pick it up and read further, his door was slammed open and two ponies ran in.
"YOU!" Silver Wings, the Detective, barked "I need your help!"
Before Malum could respond, a familiar changeling spoke up. "Hi again Malum, sorry about the detective."
"Princess Heart? Silver Wings?" Malum spluttered.
"Malum!" Silver barked, "I need you to come to the detention center!"
"Why?" Malum wondered.
"It's hard to explain," Princess Heart of the changelings answered, "But, your rival is accused of murder."
"WHAT?!" Malum exclaimed, "Durum is in custody?"
"That's right pal! And I want you to defend him!" Silver exclaimed.
"But, I thought you disliked me?" Malum asked.
Silver shook his head, "After each pony was found innocent I realized that I was wrong to think that everypony was guilty. Durum is innocent, and I know you'll defend him."
Malum looked down at his hooves, puzzling. "Why are you here, Princess Heart?"
Princess Heart sighed, "Because, I found a lead into the plots against the changelings, and your mother is part of the report."
Malum looked up at her, "My mother has been dead for years."
"That's why I'm here. You are her only living relative." Princess Heart concluded.
"Are we just gonna sit around, or are we gonna go see Durum?" Silver asked impatiently.
Malum sighed, "I guess we're going to see Durum Circa."
Author's Note
Well, after a large gap, we are now back on the track to the final case in the series!!!
Malum Prohibitum: Ace Equestrian Attorney
October 29, 12:00 PM
Durum Circa faced away from the wall. "Why are you here?"
Malum sat down, and answered, "I'm here to help you Durum, I want to defend you."
"No, I want you to stay out of this." Durum demanded.
"You know I can't." Malum pressed, "One way or another I'll get to the bottom of this."
"Hmmph." Durum humphed, not turning around.
"What happened this morning?" Malum asked.
"I. . .I was talking with my fiance and friend." Durum answered, a red aura immediately sprung around him.
"Oh right, Heart's ability." Malum reminded himself.
"Malum," Princess Heart spoke up, "I think we'll need more evidence if we are to convince him."
"Alright, I guess we should head to his place then." Malum answered.
October 29th 12:30PM
Malum stepped inside the Circa manor. A young mare, probably only around 19 or 20 shouted at him immediately.
"Get out of here cretin, this is a crime scene and my home. You wanna stay, have a detective write a slip." She stated, anger clear in her voice.
"Oh, Mora, I've already got that covered." Silver Wings said, handing Mora the slip.
"Fine. My name is Mora Circa. I'm the daughter of the legendary Durum Circa." Mora boasted, taking a pose. "How may I help the investigation?"
"My name is Malum Prohibitum." Malum answered, "And I'm wondering what happened here?"
Mora's confidence wavered, but she recovered quickly. "Earlier today, my father and two other ponies were in a meeting. My soon to be step mother dropped dead."
"What was her name?" Malum pressed.
"Quartz Wine. A rich snooty type." Mora scoffed.
"So, why was your father remarrying anyways?" Malum wondered, finding it odd that Durum would have such family problems.
". . . That's personal." Mora spoke, her voice barely a whisper.
"Alright. Where were you during the murder?" Malum asked, just making sure she couldn't have been involved.
"Me? I was coming here actually. By the time the door got answered, she had already been dead." Mora answered. "Now, I've got to go check in at my new office. See you tomorrow, Lawyer."
Silver Wings scratched behind his head as the three stood there for a moment, before moving into the dining room. "Well here we are. Just ask me if you need my help."
"Before I start looking, I want to know Detective, was Durum planning on retiring?" Malum asked, looking at the Detective.
"I. . .I don't know!" Silver stammered, avoiding Malum's gaze. A red aura sprang up around him.
"Alright, guess I should get looking. . ." Malum sighed, taking a glance around the Dining Hall. Besides the table and a few shelves with expensive glass pieces, there wasn't much to the room. The only thing out of place was a rather old and tattered newspaper.
Scam! It seems that the murderer of Mrs, Circa has come back a mere two years later. Newbie Prosecutor Durum Circa and family are suspected of keeping the first death hushed up.
Most of the rest of the paper was unreadable, besides a dated photograph of the victims and Durum's family, which told Malum that this occurred only 13-14 years ago.
Malum now had an idea of what was going on with the detective. But he decided to wait and take a look at something else.
The table still had the suspected murder weapon, a glass with a small amount of wine left in it. "Silver, Do you have someone testing this for poison?"
"We've already finished those tests. We've concluded that it's poisoned and that only Durum's and Quartz Wine's magic touched the glass." Silver answered.
"Quartz Wine?" Malum wondered. "Is she the victim?"
"Yes, she is." Silver answered, "And here's the autopsy report. Don't tell anyone I gave it to ya."
Malum nodded. He then saw a piece of crumpled paper under the table, he picked it up and smoothed it out, revealing a will.
The will detailed leaving most of the house to Mora, aside from a few random things for a Bronze Goblet. The only thing that struck Malum as important is the mention of a safe. "Detective, it seems that Durum's will ended up out here."
"But that's impossible, we've already got the will, see?" Silver protested, showing a newer cleaner will. This will gave a good percentage of the property to Quartz as well as Mora. Bronze, however, wasn't mentioned in this will.
Malum nodded and looked at Silver. "Was Durum planning to retire?"
A red aura sprang around Silver as he stammered. "I. . .I already told ya that I don't know! I mean, why would the greatest Prosecutor need to retire?"
"Maybe because today is an anniversary." Malum answered, "The anniversary of not one but two murders that occurred in this house."
Silver gulped and his aura turned orange. "S-so? What makes you think that he'd let that stop him?"
"This will, will, tell us." Malum answered with a smile. "If Durum felt scared or suspicious of someone finding out the truth, he'd be found guilty. So, if he chose not to retire, he'd have to have a will on standby. And it looks like he was in the middle of updating it."
Silver sighed, and his aura turned green. "You're right kid. Durum is getting paranoid."
"Tell me, why the big secret?" Malum asked. "Why hide all of this?"
"You see, back when Durum's wife first died, 14 years ago, a lot of ponies believed he'd done it. But I knew from seeing his eyes it wasn't him." Silver hung his head, "But it was the second case that really rattled him. Another mare died. A friend of the family I think. People wanted to see a guilty verdict, but there was no way to determine a cause of death. But this case revealed that his daughter was the pony closest to both victims when they died."
Malum fell silent, unable to think of a follow up question.
"Silver, was the second mare ever identified?" Princess Heart asked.
"No. She had no records. At all." Silver sighed.
"Thank you detective. I'll take one last look then be on my way." Malum spoke up, before moving into the kitchen.
Malum and Princess heart looked around the kitchen. He saw a bottle of wine that was opened recently, and was the same color that was in the glass.
"We should have the kind Detective analyse this." Malum nodded, handing the bottle to Heart.
"Why are we in here? The crime scene is out there in the dining room." Heart explained.
"Simple. We need a game plan. Circa won't crack easily, and I'll need Silver to let me view the cases from 14 years ago." Malum explained, looking to the dining room. "And you also need to tell me about my mother."
"Right. About her. She hardly had anything on her, except that she stole something from someone involved in the plots. . .I'm not sure what or who, just that it would be bad if what she stole was made public."
Malum hummed. "And let me guess, that item went missing before she passed, right?"
"That's. . .right. . . how did you know?" Heart asked. Malum showed her the letter to Sleuth and a picture of Sleuth's sisters.
"I resemble this mare here," Malum said, pointing to the one on the right, "And Sleuth told me she had one son before she died. I'm guessing that whatever my mother did, she had her sister hide it. Only problem is, I'm not sure who the other sister is."
"Hmm, well, we'll concentrate on this later." Heart sighed. "We have a case to finish."
"Right, let's head over to Durum." Malum said, moving out of the kitchen.
Silver looked over at Malum as he left the kitchen. "Hey pal! Is there anything I can do to help?"
Malum smiled at Silver. "I'd like to know more about the other two murders that happened here."
Silver hung his head. "I'm sorry, but those files are classified until they become relevant, and I'm sure they aren't."
"Then can you analyze the bottle first?" Malum asked.
"I'll see what I can do." Silver answered.
Malum smiled. "Alright, I'll go back to the detention center now. I need to have some words with Durum."
Silver nodded and watched the Lawyer and Changeling leave.
October 29 1:30 PM
Durum still faced away from the glass. "I know what you want, and the answer is no."
"Durum," Malum hesitated, "I believe you were talking to your fiance and friend. What was it about?"
A dark red aura sprung around him, and he turned to face Malum. "Family business."
Malum sighed. "Again, I believe that. But I want to know, it might help your case."
"You want to know? How about you show me what you learned in court and give me evidence to what my business was." Durum growled. Malum nodded and proceeded to look through his evidence.
"The real item you were talking about was. . . "
"You were updating your will, weren't you?" Malum asked, noting the red aura lessen.
"So what if I was? It certainly isn't suspicious." Durum continued to frown.
Malum shook his head. "It is when you consider this."
"It seems that you've become a little off guard." Malum sighed, holding the newspaper he read this morning. "It says here you were planning to retire, hence the will."
The aura turned to orange. "How does that make it suspicious?" Durum scoffed.
"I think it's your reason to retire that makes it suspicious." Malum explained.
"I'm old, graying, and rich. My daughter is going to become a new prosecutor." Durum explained. "Not suspicious at all."
Malum shook his head. "I think you had another reason to quit. And that reason is this:"
Malum showed Durum the clip of outdated newspaper. "It seems this is the third time a pony died in your home. And I have reason to believe you don't want the past dug up, as the statue of limitations runs out soon. If I recall correctly, any unsolved case remains open for at least 15 years. Which means that you wouldn't have to worry soon. Or would you?"
Durum sighed, and his aura turned green. "You work quickly, and that Detective has looser lips then a whore house."
"So, what really happened all those years ago, if you don't mind my asking?" Malum wondered.
Another red aura sprang up. "I'm afraid I won't say."
Malum nodded, "That's fine. Those cases haven't tied in yet. So back to the current case. Why did you wait so long to rewrite your will?"
"Well, for a couple of reasons. One was that I had no need to. . .the other is that after about 12 years, it was getting pretty outdated." Durum answered.
"I'm guessing Quartz Wine is the reason it got outdated?" Malum wondered.
". . . Yes. . ." Durum said quietly, "Yes it is."
There's more. . .I know it! Malum thought to himself. "I just have one last question Durum. Did you kill your wife and the other mare all those years ago?"
"No. I would never do that." Durum answered. No aura sprang around him, and he seemed to be shaking a little.
"Alright Durum. Your Trial starts tomorrow. I won't fail you." Malum smiled, trying to boost the prosecutor's confidence.
To be Continued. . .
Author's Note
Welp, another chapter down
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Case 3: Turnabout Retribution. Trial part one.
October 30th, 8:45 AM
"Durum." Malum said, breaking the silence, "I'm still unprepared for this. Is there anything else I should know?"
"No." Durum answered curtly, "There's nothing else."
"Pal!" Silver wing exclaimed, barging into the defendant lobby, "Boy am I glad to see you!"
"What is it Silver? What are you here for?" Malum asked.
"The bottle you had me investigate, I got the results back. It seems that the entire bottle had been poisoned." Silver explained.
"So, where does that leave us?" Malum asked, taking the bottle from Silver.
"I'm not sure pal, it's not looking good. . ." Silver sighed.
"Our main problem. . ." Princess Heart hummed, "Is how we're going to place a third pony on the scene?"
Malum gulped. "I wish I knew. . ."
"Will the defense make their way to the courtroom?" The bailiff asked.
"Well, here goes." Malum sighed.
October 30th, 9:00 AM
Everypony falls quiet as the judge slammed his gavel.
"Court is now in session for the case of. . .Durum Circa?" He gasped. "H-how?"
"Don't worry your honor. This case will be simple." Malum answered.
The Judge shook his head. "No, I mean. . .how is it possible for him to be involved in a third murder?!"
"W-what?" Mora Circa exclaimed, wrapping her forehooves around herself. "What other two murder cases?!"
Malum showed her a dated newspaper. "These two. Your mom is a victim."
The court burst into angry rambling.
"Why is he defending a murderer?"
"Durum has been hiding this for years!"
"Mommy, is the guy in the vest a bad pony?"
Malum shook it off quickly. "The Defense is ready, your Honor."
Mora recovered as well, "The Prosecution stands ready."
"Then will the prosecution give their opening statement?" The Judge asked.
"On the night of the 28th, Durum Circa and Quartz Wine were dining when she dropped dead. The cause of death was poisoning." Mora explained. "As it stands, I have all the evidence I need to prove my father guilty."
The Judge spluttered and dropped his gavel. "Wh-what?!"
Malum slammed his hooves on his desk. "So how do you plan to prove it?"
"First, the autopsy report. Death was instantaneous. She died at 10:30 in the morning." Mora explained. "And I'd like to call a witness as well."
"Who is this witness?" The Judge asked.
Mora smiled, "I will call the Detective to testify of his findings."
A few minutes later found Silver Wings at the stand. "Hey all."
"Witness, name and occupation." Mora demanded.
"Slver Wings, head detective." Silver answered.
"Detective, is it true that Durum was there when his wife was poisoned?" The judge asked.
"Yes." Silver answered shortly.
"Then testify to the court what happened that day." The Judge asked.
WITNESS TESTIMONY
"On the day in question, Durum was dining with his new fiance."
"After he poured her her wine, she dropped dead."
"Then, Mora Circa showed up at her father's home."
"That's all we could figure out."
"Well. . . I don't see any other way it could've happened. Defense, I'm not sure why you thought you could win this one." The Judge spoke after a pause.
Malum gave an exasperated grin. "Well, if I could cross examine this testimony, I might be able to provide something for my case."
"Hmm. . .all right. . ." The Judge conceded.
CROSS EXAMINATION
"On the day in question, Durum was dining with his new fiance."
"How did you know that? Was there any food out?" Malum asked.
"Why. . .No there wasn't!" Silver Wings exclaimed.
Mora grinned. "Can you prove that they hadn't cleaned up before the time of death?"
"N-no. . ." Malum gulped.
"Carry on with your testimony." Mora said to Silver.
"Y-yes ma'am." Silver sighed.
"After he poured her her wine, she dropped dead."
"How long did it take for the poison to kill her?" Malum wondered.
"Death was instantaneous." Silver replied.
Malum gaped. This isn't making it easier for me.
"Then, Mora Circa showed up at her father's home."
". . ." Malum paused.
"If you are wondering, she was dead by the time I got there." Mora explained.
"Oh. . .alright. . ." Malum gulped.
"That's all we could figure out."
"Are you sure?" Malum asked.
"Absolutely." Silver replied. "Nothing else happened."
"Then I'm afraid you need to do better." Malum smiled. "Because something else did happen!"
"W-what? What happened?!" Silver spluttered.
"Durum was updating his will." Malum explained, presenting the will. "And if your Honor will read the will, you'll see my client has no motive."
"Hmm. . . he's right! A good portion of Durum's belongings were going to the victim!" The Judge exclaimed. "He had no motive!"
Mora threw her hooves over her head in a fit of rage.
"But, where does that leave us?" The Judge asked.
Malum smiled wider. "Glad you asked, I have another will here." He then presented an older will.
"Who's. . .Bronze Goblet?" The Judge asked.
"I don't know." Malum admitted. "I believe he's a friend of the family."
"Hmm. . " The Judge hummed. "Prosecution, is Malum right about this claim. Is Bronze Goblet a friend of family?"
"Yes, yes he is. . ." Mora muttered.
"So. . . what does this mean?" The Judge wondered.
"It means. . .well it means. ." Malum sighed. "It just means that Durum was updating his will."
"Exactly!" Mora exclaimed, "Nothing has changed."
"Malum?" Princess Heart asked. "How do we get a third pony on the crime scene?"
"We. . . we can't. . ." Malum slammed his head down on his desk.
"That was. . .the shortest trial I've ever witnessed." The judge admitted. "I think I can hand down a verdict. I find the defendant. . ."
"Your Honor." Mora smiled. "Before we get a verdict, I'd like to hear my father testify."
"You want him to confess?" The judge asked, baffled.
"Yes." Mora smiled.
"Then may the defense take the stand?" The Judge asked Durum, who moved to the witness stand.
"Witness, name and occupation." Mora asked her father, acting professional as always.
"I am Durum Circa. I am a Prosecuting Attorney." Durum answered.
"Mr. Circa, could you tell us about the day from your point of view?" The Judge asked.
"Alright." Durum sighed.
"And, if you will, please state it as testimony." The Judge added.
Durum nodded as he prepared to bear his testimony to the court.
WITNESS TESTIMONY
"It was a day I had been planning for for a long time."
"As we were working out the will, we decided to have some wine."
"I opened the bottle and poured my fiance a glass."
"I had to use the restroom, and when I came back, she was dead."
Malum was sweating bullets as the Judge hummed in thought. "That all seems pretty straightforward." He answered.
"May I cross examine him, your honor?" Malum asked.
"I don't see why not. . . we're sort of ahead of schedule anyways." The Judge answered.
CROSS EXAMINATION
"It was a day I had been planning for for a long time."
"Why didn't you do it sooner?" Malum asked. "Surely you could've done it earlier."
"We. . had conflicting schedules." Durum admitted.
The Judge nodded. "I understand completely. I usually have plans for lunch but end up missing it for trials."
Why is he glaring at me? Malum thought to himself.
"As we were working out the will, we decided to have some wine."
"So, did you have anything to eat before hand?" Malum asked.
"That's irrelevant." Mora huffed.
"She's right. Defense, please keep your questions relevant." The Judge agreed.
Malum gulped. "Y-yes your honor."
"Tell us what happened next?" The Judge asked Durum.
"I opened the bottle and poured my fiance a glass."
"Was that the first time you opened the bottle that day?"
"Yes. Yes it was. That was the first time I had opened the bottle since I bought it." Durum answered.
"Your Honor," Malum asked, "Could I have that last statement added to the testimony?"
"Durum, do you mind appending your testimony?" The Judge asked.
"No sir." Durum answered.
The Judge nodded, "Then please add it."
"It was the first time I had opened the bottle since I had bought it."
"Finally." Malum smiled, "Finally we can begin to see what really happened."
"What are you talking about?" Mora hissed.
"See this bottle?" Malum asked, showing the court the wine bottle, still filled with wine. "Tests reveal that the entire bottle was poisoned."
"And. . .what does that mean exactly?" The Judge asked.
"It means. . ." Malum smiled. "Durum could not have poisoned her!"
"He obviously poisoned the bottle before they drank it!" Mora protested.
"He didn't have time. He was busy working on his will. Quartz Wine would have seen the poisoning happen." Malum explained.
"T-then he poisoned the bottle afterwards to make it look like somepony else did it!" Mora countered.
"He couldn't have, because at that time YOU showed up! He didn't have time to do it afterwords!" Malum smiled, finally getting some momentum in the case.
Mora screeched, and slammed her head on her desk. The court burst into an uproar, only for the Judge to silence them.
"W-well. . . that certainly changed pace." The Judge commented. "But if the defendant couldn't have poisoned the victim, then who could?"
Mora smiled. "Yes, I'd like to hear the defense explain it. After all, there was only two ponies there, and I doubt the victim intended to poison herself."
Malum smiled. "That's because there was a third pony there."
"Oh? Do tell. . .who poisoned the bottle? " Mora hissed.
"Simple, the third pony was. . .Bronze Goblet!" Malum exclaimed, causing Durum to to break out in a sweat.
"How is this pony connected?!" Mora shouted. "Tell us why he'd be involved!"
"Simple." Malum smiled, "It's because of the older will. You remember. . ." He then showed Mora the will. "The one where he gets your mother's safe!"
Mora screeched again as The Judge slammed his gavel.
"I think. . .I think I'd like to talk to this Bronze Goblet." The Judge said, breaking the silence that had fallen on the court.
"I'll. . .I'll go locate him." Mora huffed.
The Judge nodded. "In the meantime, Court will adjourn for an hour recess." He smacked his gavel, and everypony left the courtroom.
October 30th, 11:00 AM
"What are you thinking?!" Durum raged as soon as the doors close. "You can't take on Bronze Goblet, you just can't!"
"What else would you have me do? Forfeit?" Malum asked. "I know for a fact you aren't the killer, and I'll aim to prove it."
Durum sighed in defeat. "Just like your father. He never backed down from a challenge. . ."
"Wait. . .how do you know my dad?" Malum wondered.
"He was once the world's finest Defense Attorney. In his last case, he went against me. It was my first case." Durum paused. "And a magic bomb ended it all too soon."
"So. . .that's how he died?" Malum sighed.
"Yes. His body was never recovered." Durum spoke softly.
"Then I guess I'll figure that out tomorrow. Today, I'm ending this trial with a not guilty verdict!" Malum exclaimed, making Durum jump.
Heart then spoke up, "Malum. Please, be careful."
"I will Princess." Malum answered. "You have my word."
"Will the defense and the defendant make their way to the court room?" The Bailiff asked.
With that, Malum and Durum walked through the doors of the courtroom.
October 30th, 12:00 PM
The Judge smacked his gavel. "Court is now back in session for the trial of Durum Circa."
"The Defense is ready, your honor." Malum spoke.
"The Prosecution, would like to warn the defense." Mora hissed, "Bronze Goblet is a very influential pony. If you insult or waste his time, it will be very bad for you."
The Judge nodded. "Thank you Prosecution. You may now call your witness."
"We call the friend of the Circa family. The same the Defense has accused." Mora answered,
A pegasus with a golden coat and a red-streaked silver mane took the stand. "Hello everypony."
"Witness, state your name and occupation." Mora answered.
"I am Bronze Goblet, friend of Durum Circa and family." Bronze answered, talking slowly and calmly, as if he wasn't phased.
"Do you know why you are here?" Mora asked.
"Because the defense seems to believe I was on the scene of the crime." Bronze answered, simply smiling at the court.
"Mr. Goblet, could you tell us what exactly you were doing on the day of the murder?" The Judge asked.
"Of course." Bronze smiled.
WITNESS TESTIMONY
"The day started like all the others."
"About midday, I received a letter from Durum."
"It asked me to come, alone, to my friend's house."
"When I got there, Quartz was already dead, and the police were swarming the place."
"That's all that happened."
"Hmm, that sounds pretty solid." The Judge conceded. "But I still have to ask the defense if they would cross examine you."
Malum slammed his hooves on his desk. "Of course we will."
"So, this is the great Malum Prohibitum?" Bronze spoke slowly, looking at Malum. "The son of Scelus Prohibitum?"
"I am." Malum answered.
"Interesting." Bronze chuckled. "Do your worst."
CROSS EXAMINATION
"The day started like all the others."
"And how was that exactly?" Malum wondered.
"I got up, took a shower, ate breakfast. The works." Bronze smiled.
"Malum. I think we should ask questions relevant to the case." Heart told Malum.
The Judge nodded. "It would be wise to listen to your co-council."
"About midday, I received a letter from Durum."
"Do you still have the letter?" Malum wondered.
"It's right here." Bronze answered, showing the court the letter.
The Judge read the letter, then spoke. "It seems. . . he's telling the truth."
"You could even do hoofwriting analysis on it. Durum wrote it." Bronze added.
"The court accepts this letter as evidence." The Judge answered.
Malum glanced over the letter, and noticed that it said to show up about 9 in the morning.
"You may continue witness." The Judge said.
"When I got there, Quartz was already dead, and the police were swarming the place."
"Are you absolutely sure that you got there when the letter said?" Malum asked.
"Absolutely. I followed it to the letter." Bronze answered.
"Then I'm afraid that you got there before Quartz wine was dead." Malum pointed out.
"What?!" Mora hissed.
"You see, the letter said to come at nine, an HOUR AND A HALF before she died from the poisoning." Malum smiled.
". . .Good job, Prohibitum." Bronze chuckled. "Now tell me, how do you intend to prove that I was the one that committed the crime?"
"I. . .I don't know yet." Malum admitted.
"Witness." The Judge spoke up, "You knowingly lied to the court?"
"Yes, your honor." Bronze smiled. "It was just a small test for the defense."
"I want you to testify about the moments leading up to the murder, and no lying." The Judge explained.
"Of course, right away." Bronze answered.
WITNESS TESTIMONY
"As the defense said, I arrived at 9."
"We sat down at the dining table and did not eat."
"After a few minutes, Quartz wanted a drink, and I was asked to fetch some wine."
"That must have been when Durum laced the glass."
"When I got back, he poured her glass and she dropped dead after one sip."
"Before either of us could act, Mora knocked at the door."
"That is all that had happened."
"Hmm. . ." The Judge hummed. "That makes sense."
"Malum, that testimony has a hole in it." Heart said. "I know it."
Malum said nothing as his gaze never left Bronze.
CROSS EXAMINATION
"As the defense said, I arrived at 9."
"Did anything happen upon your arrival?" Malum wondered.
"Nope. Nothing at all." Bronze answered.
"You're going to have to do better then that." Mora sneered.
"We sat down at the dining table and did not eat."
"Why not? From what it sounds like, Durum and Quartz should have at least been eating." Malum pointed out.
"We all ate rather early. After all, it was an eventful day." Bronze smiled.
This guy doesn't seem to crack in anyway. Malum thought to himself.
"After a few minutes, Quartz wanted a drink, and I was asked to fetch some wine."
"How long were you away?" Malum asked.
"Well, Durum has an expansive wine cellar, and several different options. I took at least fifteen minutes to pick one." Bronze explained.
"I understand that struggle all to well. I too, get overwhelmed when I have a few choices." The Judge spoke. "Like the other day when I went to get coffee."
Malum cringed at the thought.
"That must have been when Durum laced the glass."
"I'm afraid that's impossible." Malum smiled.
"How so?" The Judge asked.
"Well, first we have the victim. There's no way she would have missed her fiance lacing an empty glass." Malum explained, "and the second thing is that the poison was elsewhere."
"Where else could the poison be?" Mora asked.
"Why, inside the wine bottle itself!" Malum exclaimed, showing the court the wine bottle. "It was laced with the same poison that killed Quartz."
Bronze chuckled. "Tell me lawyer, can you prove when that bottle was laced with poison?"
". . . Well. . ." Malum paused.
"How about I tell you all when it was laced?" Bronze asked.
"Y. . .You knew about this?" The Judge asked.
"I'm sorry I didn't bring it up sooner, your honor." Bronze answered. "But, if it will help, the bottle was laced before the murder."
"But that's impossible!" Malum protested. "Durum hadn't left his fiance's side the entire day!"
"Not only that," Heart spoke up, "But how would you know that?"
Bronze didn't seemed to be fazed. "That's your job, defense. To answer those questions."
Malum closed his eyes in thought. "Poisoning it after the murder would be stupid. . . and Durum didn't have the time. . ."
Bronze gave a crooked smile as the defense fell silent in thought.
"Defense," The Judge spoke up. "Can you tell us how the bottle got poisoned?"
Malum looked up at Bronze. "You said you were gone fifteen minutes. I wonder if you had been working with poison during that time."
"So what you are insinuating is that I poisoned the bottle before bringing it back to Durum?" Bronze summarized.
"Exactly!" Malum smiled.
Bronze chuckled. "Then I have only one problem. My motive, what was it?"
Malum presented the old will, "You wanted the safe mentioned in this will. Or, whatever is inside of it."
". . . But that would mean that my target would have been Durum." Bronze answered.
"No, it WAS Durum." Malum stated, "But the fiance drank first."
Bronze smiled. "Well done Attorney. Well done."
"What. . what's going on?" The Judge asked, now lost.
"I did it. I poisoned Quartz Wine in an attempt to kill Durum Circa." Bronze Goblet confessed, he then looked at Durum. "Take me away, and I'll tell you everything."
The bailiff took Bronze away as the Judge smacked his gavel to quiet the courtroom.
"Malum, that was too easy." Heart spoke up.
Malum looked over at Durum. "I have a bad feeling about this."
"In light of the confession we heard, I'd like to pass Judgement." The Judge spoke up. "The Court finds Durum Circa. . ."
The whole court held their breath as Durum spoke up. "I'm not innocent!" He yelled. "I did it! I killed those two mares all those years ago!"
With that, the court burst into a roar of confusion and anger.
"Order! Order in the court!" The Judge sighed. "And here I thought this would be easy."
Mora slammed her hooves. "The prosecution asks for a day to investigate this claim."
"The Defense asks the same." Malum answered.
The Judge hummed. "Alright then. Court will adjourn for the day, and tomorrow, we will hear Durum's confession."
The Judge then smacked his gavel, and the courtroom emptied. Every pair of eyes in the court was on only one pony. Durum Circa.
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Case 3 Turnabout Retribution: Investigation Day 2.
October 30th, 2:00 PM
"What was that?" Malum asked, looking at Durum.
"That was why I didn't want your help Malum." Durum sighed.
"Durum. I know you didn't do it. I think it's time you told me what happened, all those years ago." Malum said.
". . . I can't. . .it's too difficult." Durum sighed.
"HEY!" Silver wings barked, barging into the detention center. "What happened in the court room?!"
"Durum confessed to the two murders that happened years ago." Malum explained. "I think it's time I got a look at the evidence."
"Alright." Silver sighed. "I'll go gather up all the evidence and files from the precinct. I'll meet you at your office."
With that, the detective left the detention center.
"Alright. Durum. Is there anything you can tell me about this case?" Malum asked.
"Just that, there are some secrets that should be left alone." Durum sighed.
"Durum. I promise you, I will find the truth." Malum said, before getting up. "Whether or not you want me to."
"I know." Durum sighed before telling the guard he was done.
Malum watched as Durum was escorted out of the room, then turned to Princess Heart. "Let's head to my office."
October 30th, 2:30 PM
Malum sighed as he leafed through several papers scattered across his desk.
"This place is a mess." Heart commented.
"Yeah." Malum sighed again, "Vivid always made sure this place was kept tidy."
"So, do you think now would be a good time to talk about your mother?" Heart asked.
"Yeah, just let me get everything I have on her." Malum answered.
Malum opened a drawer on his desk and pulled out a few items. A picture of Shrouded Blade, Feather Dancer, and Sleuth. The three thieves smiling brightly, as if they were unaware of the tragedy to come. He pulled out a key, which no one knew what it was for, and a letter that was written to Sleuth.
"This is everything I got on her." Malum sighed. "It's not much but. . ."
"Sir!" Silver Wings called, stepping into the office, "Here's the info on the last two cases." He explained, before setting down a file folder filled with papers. Malum leafed through it.
First thing he found was the autopsy reports. Both mares died the same way, a magic spell of some sort. The magic was untraceable.
Malum then found a list of all the witnesses present. Mora, Durum, and Bronze.
Then, he pulled out a testimony from Bronze. It read: "Ms. Circa just twitched and dropped. She had an aura glowing around her head just before that."
Malum placed everything aside and then froze as he saw the pictures of the victims.
Shrouded Blade and Feather Dancer.
"That's. . .no. . . " Malum began to hyperventilate.
Heart looked at the pictures and then at Malum. "We. . .found her. . . "
"What's going on?" Silver asked, confused at their reactions.
"The victims of this case here. . . they are thieves. . .and my family." Malum explained.
"But. . .but that means. . " Silver huffed.
"Durum Circa is my uncle." Malum sighed, sitting down.
"What do we do now?" Heart asked. "We have a lack of evidence, and now we know why Shrouded and her stolen item went missing."
Malum looked up at Heart. "I know where it is, the item you've been looking for."
"W-where?" Heart asked.
Malum picked up the key. "Come on, we have a stop to make."
October 30th, 3:00 PM
Malum walked around the study. It was covered in a thick layer of dust.
"Mr. Circa must avoid this place. . ." Heart commented.
"I think he knew." Malum said, heading over to a large portrait. "I think he knew what was going on."
"What are you doing in my father's house?" Mora asked, stepping into the lobby.
"We had a. . .development, and we're looking for your mother's safe." Malum explained.
"Why? It's been locked for ages." Mora sighed, then chuckled. "I always thought that she had hid something for me to find inside of it. Something that tells me why she's gone. . . . "
"Mora. . .I think I actually have the key to the safe. I just want to test it." Malum stated, showing the key he brought with him.
Mora sighed and lifted the large portrait off of the wall. "Have fun."
Malum walked up to the safe, inserted the key, and turned it. A few seconds later a click was heard as the door swung open. Mora's jaw dropped in amazment as Malum pulled out two items. A small journal, and a letter addressed to Mora.
"She really did leave something behind. . " Mora whispered. "Wait. . .how did you end up with the key?"
"Because. . ." Malum paused, "The last case I did was about a thief. I believe that the thief is your mother's brother. He had the key."
"And I'm guessing because of your findings, those two items are now evidence." Mora asked, pointing at the letter and journal.
"Yes. I promise you though, you'll be the first to read the letter." Malum answered. "And thank you for letting me open the safe."
"It. . .it needed opened anyways. Now get out, I have a case to prepare for." Mora huffed before leaving.
"Malum, why didn't you tell her the truth?" Heart asked.
"Because I haven't figured everything out yet, and it's not time for me to say it yet." Malum answered,"Now, we head back to the detention center. I want to talk to Durum again."
October 30th, 3:30 PM
"You're back?" Durum asked.
"We opened you're wife's safe." Malum answered. "Did you know who she really was?"
"Feather Dancer. A thief." Durum sighed.
"When did you learn?" Malum asked.
"It was when her sister dropped off the journal and a warning. Feather explained everything to me. I held my tongue for her sake." Durum sighed.
"So you knew what was inside the safe as well." Malum hummed. "And her sister, did you know much about her?"
"Yes. She was involved in a rather explosive case. . ." Durum paused, "And she was involved with a defense attorney, your father."
"So you knew exactly who I was the entire time?" Malum asked, seeing Durum in a different light completely.
"Yes." Durum sighed, looking down at the ground. "When I heard you had become an attorney, I began taking every case you were involved in. I tried to keep you from the truth. Then Sleuth showed up."
"So he was what pushed your decision to retire?" Malum summed up.
"That is correct." Durum nodded. "I couldn't let the world know the truth. . ."
"Which was?" Malum asked.
"I killed both Feather Dancer and Shrouded Blade." Durum said, a dark red aura springing around him immediately.
"He's. . .lying?" Heart asked, confused.
"I'm not!" Durum protested.
Malum sighed. "I think that's all I'll get from you, isn't it?"
Durum nodded, "That's all there is."
"I will find the truth, I know it." Malum stated, "No one will stop me."
Durum sighed and looked down again, whispering only one word to himself.
"Failed."
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October 31st, 10:00 AM
The Judge smacked his gavel before speaking. "Court is now in session for the case of Durum Circa. Prosecution, are you ready?"
"Y-yes." Mora groaned, keeping her eyes on Malum.
The Judge nodded. "Defense, are you ready?"
Malum nodded. "Yes, Your Honor."
"Then will the prosecution give their opening statement?" The Judge asked.
"Yesterday, Durum Circa admitted to the murders of two mares in his home. I will show the court why he hid this knowledge." Mora answered, her voice shaking a little.
"Then you may call your first witness." The Judge said.
"I call the defendant himself to testify of what happened during the first murder." Mora explained.
Durum took the stand.
"Name and occupation?" The Judge asked.
"Durum Circa, Prosecutor." Durum stated.
"Is it true that you killed your wife and the other mare all those years ago?" The Judge asked.
"Y-yes." Durum hesitated.
"Then please, testify to the court what happened that day." The Judge asked.
WITNESS TESTIMONY
"I came home early."
"Mora was playing with her mother. My wife was teaching our kid magic."
"Not long after, Bronze Goblet arrived, and we met in my office to discuss something."
"Then there was a commotion from the living room."
"I heard our daughter scream, and I was filled with such rage that I shot a spell ahead of me."
"It. . .hit my wife and she collapsed, dead."
"I can only hope that Mora forgot that day."
The Judge paused a moment before speaking, "So you fired a spell under the assumption that somepony was trying to harm your young daughter?"
"That is correct." Durum answered.
"Hmm." The Judge hummed. "I suppose that's why a lot of the information was withheld."
Malum slammed his hooves on his desk. "Your Honor, I believe my client is lying."
"W-why?" The Judge asked in confusion.
"Because. I know him. He would never hurt his family." Malum explained, "And, how do we know his magic is potent enough to kill?"
Durum grit his teeth in anger.
"Hmm, I guess this means you'll want to cross examine him?" The Judge asked.
"Yes. Absolutely." Malum answered.
CROSS EXAMINATION
"I came home early."
"Early from what, and why?" Malum wondered.
"There was a rather. . . explosive case that day. An attack on the courthouse ended the day pretty quickly." Durum explained.
"What he was doing before the murder is irrelevant." Mora stated.
"This is true." The Judge said. "Defense, do you have any way to prove that this is relevant?"
"No, Your Honor, I don't." Malum answered.
"Then continue with the cross examination." The Judge answered.
"Not long after, Bronze Goblet arrived, and we met in my office to discuss something."
"How long were you two talking before you were alerted?" Malum asked.
"About an hour or so." Durum answered quickly.
"And were you two discussing the case?" Malum asked.
"Yes. Bronze saved me that day. I invited him for drinks." Durum answered.
So they just met. Malum thought to himself.
"Then there was a commotion from the living room."
"Can you describe the sound?" Malum wondered.
"It was a shout." Durum answered. "I heard a mare shout, and I came running."
"Hmm." Malum hummed. "Are you absolutely sure?"
"Yes." Durum answered rather quickly.
"Continue please." Malum said.
"I heard our daughter scream, and I was filled with such rage that I shot a spell ahead of me."
"I'm afraid you're lying to the court." Malum said, taking a breath of relief.
"W-what do you mean?" Durum coughed, his brow forming sweat.
"Simple. You claim that you fired a spell. Yet we have a witness's testimony stated that she simply dropped dead. From a different kind of spell." Malum explained. "Actually, this changes another part of your testimony as well. According to this, you were already in the same room as Mrs. Circa!"
Durum howled and slammed his face in his desk.
"How can you prove that Durum, Mrs. Circa and Bronze met in the same room?" Mora hissed.
"Well, for one, he never mentioned any commotion drawing him away." Malum answered, grinning at Mora.
"Durum. . .are you really lying to this court?" The Judge asked in a grave tone.
"Y-yes." Durum sighed quietly.
"I am giving you one more chance to testify. If you are caught lying again I'll have to discredit you." The Judge explained, "Now tell us what really happened."
WITNESS TESTIMONY
"I didn't 'fire' a spell."
"Me, my wife, and Bronze were discussing the court and how it had ended when it happened."
"I. . .I snapped, and killed my wife out of anger."
"No one else could have done it."
"You were. . .mad at her?" The Judge asked.
"N-no. . ." Durum grumbled. "Just mad."
"I find that hard to believe." The Judge answered. "Defense, would you like to continue with the case, or would you like to cross examine?"
"There's really only one part of the testimony I want to focus on." Malum said.
"Which is that?" The Judge asked.
"The last statement. "No one else could have done it." I think I know another pony who could have done it. And I bet I can prove it." Malum answered.
"Malum. . .please, I'm begging you." Durum choked, his face wet with tears. "Don't do this."
Malum slammed his hooves down on his desk. "And there's my proof Your Honor. Proof that Durum is indeed protecting someone, the real murderer."
The Judge's eyes had grown wide at the turn of events. "Please, tell the court the real murderer."
Malum grit his teeth as he looked at the distraught Prosecutor in the defendant's seat. "The real murder is. . .Mora Circa!"
"W-what?" The Judge exclaimed.
"ME?!" Mora yelled. "HOW COULD I HAVE DONE IT?"
"Simple: you had no control over your magic." Malum explained. "You were still very little, and your magic was still susceptible to surges, some of which have been known to reach lethal levels."
"D-dad. . .is this true? Did I. . . ?" Mora asked, looking at her father in confusion.
". . .Mora, I tried to keep it a secret for so long. . ." Durum sighed. "What Malum says is correct. It was you."
"W-well then. . .what do we do now?" The Judge babbled in confusion.
"I'd like to hear my father tell us the events of the day. The real events." Mora said shakily, as the courthouse now eyed her.
"Nothing held back." Durum sighed.
WITNESS TESTIMONY
"Me and Bronze returned home after the explosion at the courthouse."
"We were conversing with my wife about the events of that day."
"Mora was practicing magic nearby, and her horn brightened up."
"I can clearly remember the sickly blue color surround my wife's head, only mere seconds before she died."
"Bronze and I worked to hush up as much as possible, claiming it was a freak accident, but I know now that eventually, all truths come out."
"And with that, I think I can hand down a verdict." The Judge announced. "Although I cannot say what will become of Mora, she will be detained for a small time while we gather more information about this. That being said, I find the defendant, Durum Circa. . ."
The court room fell silent as the Judge paused, Malum still puzzling over the events, and Mora looking down at her hooves. Durum sobbed quietly.
The whole court turned to look at Princess Heart, who had shouted out.
"Princess?" The Judge asked. "What's the matter?"
"It's this case, it seems like we're missing something important." Heart explained, looking at Malum.
"But everything seems to be cleared up." Malum answered, looking at Heart in confusion.
"I still feel like we are overlooking something. . ." Heart muttered.
"Hmm. . ." The Judge hummed, "Now that you mentioned it, it does seem like there's something off here. . . would you like to cross examine Durum's last testimony?"
Malum hummed for a moment. "I will. I suppose we might learn something new."
CROSS EXAMINATION
"Me and Bronze returned home after the explosion at the courthouse."
"I never looked much into that case. Who was involved?" Malum wondered.
"Your father was defending. . . a thief." Durum explained. "In the process, we learned the names of three more thieves."
"And they were?" Malum wondered.
"This is irrelevant!" Mora hissed.
"I must agree. Malum, do you really have any evidence as to why this might be useful?" The Judge asked.
"Well. . I heard there was an explosion that day, one of the thieves might've followed Durum back to his home. . ." Malum answered.
"I suppose that is plausible. . " The Judge hummed, "Well Durum?"
"I only remember two of them. . .Sleuth and Shrouded Blade. . ." Durum admitted.
So my mother was here in Canterlot on the day of the murder. . . Malum thought to himself.
"We were conversing with my wife about the events of that day."
"Can you tell us what she was doing before you got back?" Malum asked.
"She was just taking care of Mora that day." Durum answered.
"Hmm. . " Malum hummed, "Did you notice anything odd when you got back?"
"Now that you mention it, I remember the study window being open. . ." Durum hummed.
If somepony else was in the house, then they would have been able to escape just before Durum got back. . .
"Mora was practicing magic nearby, and her horn brightened up."
"What color was her aura before her horn got too bright?" Malum wondered.
"It's gold, like mine." Durum answered.
"Hmm," The Judge hummed. "Mora, could you demonstrate your magic so we can see what color your aura really is?"
Mora picked up her notes with her magic, a golden aura springing around her horn and the notes.
"Well, I suppose that proves that her magic is golden." The Judge decided.
"Continue please." Malum asked Durum.
"I can clearly remember the sickly blue color surround my wife's head, only mere seconds before she died."
"H-how did you miss this Durum?" Malum asked in surprise.
"What do you mean?" Durum asked.
"You state here that Mora's magic is a 'Sickly blue' color, yet we just proved it was golden!" Malum exclaimed.
"He's right!" The Judge exclaimed. "Durum, as a renowned Prosecutor, you should have no excuse for missing something like that!"
Durum's eyes had grown wide in surprise, then his head slumped. "All this time. . ." He whispered.
"We now have another problem Malum." Mora pointed out. "The real killer. Only four ponies were in the room. One was the victim. Two were unicorns with golden auras. The last was a pegasus. You've ruled out all the possible suspects."
Malum paused for a moment. "You're right. We have no idea who really did it."
"But. . .we're right back where we started. . ." The Judge stammered.
Mora sighed. "If the real murderer really was another pony, how were they not caught? Where could they be hiding?"
"Malum, think it through. If the pony responsible wasn't present, where were they?" Heart urged, looking to Malum.
Malum tapped his chin with his hoof before looking up. "Your Honor, do we have the floor plans for the study?"
"I have them." Mora answered, holding them up. "Let's see how you plan to bluff."
"Now, look here." Malum said when the floor plans were projected for the court. He pointed to the left side. "There's only one door into the study, here. Opposite of it is a window, and a closet sits here on the side."
"Exactly." Malum smiled, "If they were trying to hide inside."
"If not inside, then where could they be hiding?" Durum asked, his voice trembling.
"Remember earlier, Durum said something interesting." Malum stated.
"Now that you mention it, I remember the study window being open. . ." Durum hummed.
"If there was indeed another pony there when the murder occurred, then they used the study window to escape, and hid just outside." Malum explained.
"Hmm. . . " The Judge hummed. "That seems very possible. . . but now the only question is, who really did it?"
"At this time. . .the defense does not have a suspect." Malum answered.
"Then I think we should ask about the second murder," Mora spoke up. "See if the two cases are connected by more then just the location."
"I would like to know more about this second case as well." The Judge spoke up.
"Malum, what do you think?" Heart asked, "Will the second murder have what we need?"
Malum nodded. "I agree. We should hear about the second case."
"I would like to call our friend Bronze Goblet to the stand." Mora stated. "I think we've heard enough from my father."
The Judge nodded. "In the mean time, I think we should take a short recess, and conclude this trial in a half hour."
"Court is adjourned." The Judge announced, smacking his gavel on the desk.
October 31st, 11:30 AM
"I'm so sorry for putting you through this. . ." Durum sighed as soon as the doors closed behind the group.
"Don't worry about it." Malum answered. "We aren't out of the ball park yet. If Bronze is after what I think he's after, he'll try to find one of you guilty, and then that's it, he's won."
"What is he after, Malum?" Heart asked.
"This." Malum answered, presenting the journal. "His name is inside, along with a list of crimes him and others have committed. He works for a corrupt group in the Canterlot Council. The same ponies who tried to have Twilight's crown removed."
"Wait, what does this journal have to do with me and my family?" Durum spoke up, now intrigued.
"For that, we'll have to wait for Mora, as I gave her the letter from her mom." Malum answered.
"Wait, Feather left a letter behind? Where?" Durum spluttered.
"It was hidden, inside of the safe Bronze was after. Right next to the journal." Malum explained, "and the only two ponies who knew why it was there died years ago."
"So, my suspicions were correct." Durum sighed. "My wife died keeping a secret from me. . ."
"Durum, have you ever identified the victim of the second murder?" Malum asked.
"I know who it is, but pretended it was somepony I never met." Durum explained.
"It. . .was my mom, wasn't it?" Malum sighed.
"Yes." Durum answered. "It was her."
"Then I guess we have our murderer/suicide victim." Malum stated.
"Wait, you're saying it was Shrouded?!" Durum asked, "Why?"
Malum went to answer, but the bailiff interrupted them, and told them to get back to their seats. There was one last case to solve.
Author's Note
Welp, only one part left before this story is over. I hope to have it out before Halloween.
Thank you all for reading, and stay tuned!
Malum Prohibitum: Ace Equestrian Attorney
Trial part 3: The truth will set us free.
October 31st 12:00 PM
Everyone was murmuring as the Judge prepared to reconvene the trial.
"We will now continue the trial of uh. . . .who is even on trial at this point?" The judge asked the court.
"Its still the case of Durum Circa." Malum answered.
"Right. The Trial for Durum Circa is now back in session, and we will now here testimony regarding the second murder case." The Judge announced. "Prosecution, you may introduce your witness."
"You all remember Bronze Goblet?" Mora asked the court. "He has agreed to tell us of the second murder."
"But he was blatantly lying before." The Judge hummed, "How do we know he'll be honest this time?"
Mora smiled. "Because he has no reason to, your honor. I firmly believe he wasn't the murderer."
"Hmm." The Judge hummed again, "I'll need more then that to sway me."
Malum cleared his throat. "If your honor would please allow it, I'd like to hear from Bronze as well."
". . . Then I suppose you may begin the testimony." The Judge relented.
Mora slammed her hoof on her desk. "Bronze, tell the court everything you remember about the second murder case and the victim."
Bronze smiled, "Will do."
"Be warned that if you are caught lying at all you will be held in contempt of court." The Judge spoke before Bronze could start.
WITNESS TESTIMONY
"Just like the first murder two years prior, Durum and I came home from another trial."
"We heard the crunch of broken glass, and sped to the study."
"Before Durum could open a door, a thud was heard, following by crying."
"There, inside the study of Mrs. Circa, was the body of a strange pony. And Miss Mora was there, crying."
"So Attorney, are you satisfied yet?"
--End--
". . . ." The Judge had his eyes closed in thought. "Was there anything strange about Miss Mora when you came upon the scene?"
"Absolutely not." Bronze replied.
"Hmmm. . .alright then." The Judge nodded, "Mr. Prohibitum? You may begin the cross examination."
CROSS EXAMINATION
"Just like the first murder two years prior, Durum and I came home from another trial."
"This trial, did it have anything to do with the trial two years before it?" Malum asked.
"Hmm. . .I believe the same mare was on trial, and this time her brother was also their. I believe an order of thieves left a magical bomb there, and ended the case early." Bronze replied.
"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The Judge hollered. "I remember that case! But. . .the defense attorney there was . . .a Prohibitum."
"What?!" Malum gasped with the rest of the court.
Bronze sneered. "The Prohibitum in question was the father of the attorney before us."
My dad was there. . .of course he was. . . that's when he died. Malum thought before speaking, "So, what happened after that trial?"
"We heard the crunch of broken glass, and sped to the study."
"So why was the glass broken, and where was it from?" Malum wondered.
"I believe the mare had broken in through the window." Bronze stated.
"But why, why would she have any need to break into the study?" Mora hissed, "It's not like anything that was valuable was in there."
"Put simply, she knew about something in the room." Malum answered, "Which is why I know who the "mystery mare" is."
"How could you possibly know who this mare is?" Mora screeched.
"I-I agree with the prosecution. How do you know who this mare is?" The Judge asked.
"Two reasons: First, her motive for being there in Circa's study. Second, her connection to the case that happened earlier that day. This is also how she was there for the first murder." Malum explained.
"One thing at a time Malum. What was her motive?" Mora asked, "What was her reason for being there?"
"The safe." Malum simply stated. "That's the only thing in the study worth inspecting."
"How would she have been able to open the safe? Only my mom knew the combination and the location of the key!" Mora objected.
"Of course Mrs. Circa knew where the key was. She gave it to her sister." Malum replied.
"W-WHAT?!" The Judge exclaimed. "W-who is this alleged sister?"
"The sister of Mrs. Circa is Shrouded Blade. My mother." Malum answered. "Mrs. Circa's real name is Feather Dancer."
"Shrouded. . .and Feather. . . .THOSE TWO WERE TWO OF THE MOST NOTORIOUS THIEVES IN EQUESTRIA!!!" The Judge exclaimed as the entire court burst into chaos, causing the Judge to have to foricibly enact a recess.
--30 Minutes later--
"Now that we are all calmed down." The Judge spoke. "We have to ask. Why is Shrouded Blade important to the case?"
"Exactly," Bronze sneered, "All the attorney did was prove that Shrouded knew the Circa's. How does he plan to prove she had the key? After all, it's not like you found it."
The court turned to see Malum pointing at Bronze, "I have it right here."
"W-WHAAAAAT?!" Bronze panted.
"And I know it's the key because I opened Circa's safe." Malum continued. "But what puzzled me until now were the safe's contents and Shrouded being there that day. Now I understand."
Durum looked up as two mares appeared at Malum's side. He gaped as he realized who they were. The spirits of Feather Dancer and Shrouded Blade.
"Shrouded Blade and her brother Sleuth were found guilty of stealing something very very important, and when she learned that she would be forced to speak the truth. She went to warn her sister Feather Dancer, but then they heard Bronze's voice. Unable to keep the stolen item out of his hooves, Shrouded took the item with her and killed her sister. Then she returned two years later with the same item, to hide it in her sister's safe. Her last act was to teleport the key away to Slueth's hiding spot before she killed herself there in the Circa Manor. That item was finally safe and would continue to be for a few years, until Durum would rewrite his will. This is what happened all those years ago, and this is what they planned for. For that same item to be used here as evidence in another case, so that it would finally be safe with the police. And that it could never be hidden again."
The whole court sat in silence for a few minutes before a pony spoke up.
"W-WAIT!!" Bronze heaved, his usually tidy appearance now gone. "You think you figured all this out huh? You forgot one detail. How do we know it was really her body found at the crime scene? How do you intend to prove it?"
Malum stared at Bronze before looking to Durum, "Durum, please, tell me if both of the mares that were killed in your home are present in this family picture."
Durum stared at the paper for a time before looking at his daughter. "Yes. These two were the victims, my wife and her sister."
"N-N-N-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Bronze howled before falling over.
It was at this time that the Judge recovered from his shock, "Malum, may I ask what exactly you found in the safe?"
"We found two things your honor. First, a record of all the crimes committed by ponies in this city. If you read it you'll find Bronze Goblet listed several times." Malum replied, "The second item is a letter addressed to Mora."
"Hmm." The Judge hummed as he read the crime journal. "What I don't understand is why a crime organization would keep a record. . .with photographic evidence no less."
"That is simple your honor." Malum spoke, "A thief was hired to steal that information. He was hired to record it."
Bronze glared at Malum. "You don't know what you've done boy. An entire crime world is going to hunt you down."
"I don't care. I'm here for the truth. And now I have it." Malum stated before bowing.
The Judge slammed his gavel down to quiet the court room. "In light of all of this and the silence from the Prosecution. I believe I can hand down a proper verdict. Durum CIrca, may you take the sand once more?"
Durum walked back up to the witness stand as the Judge cleared his throat.
"For the murders of Quartz Wine, Feather Dancer, and Shrouded Blade. . .I find the defendant. . ."
N O T G U I L T Y
The court broke out into cheers as someone threw confetti.
"Court is now dismissed." The Judge announced with the final smack of his gavel.
October 31st, 2:30 PM
"You did it Malum." Princess Heart smiled, "I knew you could."
"T-thank you. . .Malum." Durum sighed.
"Are you okay Durum?" Malum asked, looking at the old prosecutor.
"I'll be fine. . .I'm just. . adjusting to being free from Bronze." Durum stated.
"I'm afraid you won't be free just yet." Silver Wings barked as he approached the group. "You still have to answer for concealing evidence and tampering a crime scene."
"I know." Durum smiled. "Thank you for helping them Detective."
Silver Wings's scowl soon broke into a smile. "Yeah, well, Malum here did all the work."
"Not all of it." A new voice spoke up.
"Mora!" Malum exclaimed.
"Hello Mr. Prohibitum. . . " Mora spoke, before looking at Durum and falling silent.
"Mora. . .I'm. . .words can't express how sorry I am for all of this. . ." Durum sighed. Then to his surprise Mora gave him a hug.
"I'm just glad that through all of it, I still have some family left." Mora replied.
"Well, now you and Malum should stick together. The world knows now that you two are the children of thieves." Durum pointed out.
"I know. And I'll keep in touch with him. And you." Mora smiled.
"*AHEM*" Silver wings cleared his throat. "I think it's time I escorted Durum back to the detention center."
The group fell silent. Durum gave his daughter another hug before leaving.
"Malum." Mora spoke.
"Yes?"
"I have something for you." She said, handing him the letter.
"But. . .this was. . .addressed to you." Malum protested.
"I know. But I think you should hang onto it. It was written by your mom." Mora explained.
"What? Why?" Malum asked.
"Seems she snuck into the manor to slip me an apology. It's word for word what you said today. . . ." Mora sighed, "And then she said that other skeletons of her past would soon be revealed. She left this picture behind." Malum looked in surprise as he was handed a picture that seemed to have captured another crime scene.
"I. . .don't know what to say. . " Malum sighed.
"She said if there are any contradictions, you'd find them." Mora finished explaining. "And thank you, for helping us resolve the past."
So Mora gave me a quick hug before leaving. Silver Wings soon returned and offered to take me and Princess Heart to a restaurant. But something in that picture was nagging at me. Both me and Heart stared at it for awhile as we ate, before I finally saw it. This murder was. . . .
The End
Written By Paradox Theory
Author's Note
Well, it's finally done. The last chapter of the fic. I hope you enjoyed reading it.
I know, it was kinda rushed, but I couldn't keep delaying it. . .it had to be finished.
Happy New Years to you all.
Malum Prohibitum: Ace Equestrian Attorney
My name, is Malum. Malum Prohibitum.
One year ago, I was in my first case.
The crime: An illegal time spell was cast. The defendant: Twilight Sparkle.
After a long battle in court, I found the truth: It was just a set up by a jealous prince.
Now, I sit in my new office building, waiting for a case.
My office building is about 3 stories tall, the bottom floor is a lobby. The middle is where my office is. The third floor is where I live.
And how could I have afforded an entire office building? I was paid by none other then Princess Celestia herself.
But, it seems that Equestria is a relatively crime free place, as it's been a year since I had a case.
So, here I sit, in April 7th, waiting for a case.
Little did I know that one was coming.
April 7, 10:30 AM
I sighed. There was nothing to do. My office was silent except for the ticking of my clock. As I tapped my hoof on my desk, I thought about just walking around town.
Then an idea hit me, I should check my newspaper.
Getting off my chair, I walked out of the office and to the stairs. The paper always sits in the lobby, as I leave it there incase I get swamped. As if. . .
I opened the paper and began to read. . . Twilight and her friends just fought off some monster thing that called himself Tirek. I knew that though. . . Pinkie plans her biggest party yet for a group of yaks, interesting but not what I want to know. As I continued to read, I didn't notice the mare that was about to barge in.
CRASH!
"Excuse me! Are you a defense attorney?" A light purple mare asked, flicking her dark green mane out of her eyes.
"I am, and you are?" I asked her, wondering what exactly was going on.
"My name is Vivid Dream, and I have to ask you to not defend a pony." Vivid explained.
"What?!" I shouted, "Why?!"
"Because he killed my sister! I know he did. . he's," She paused and grew quiet. "a Changeling."
I pondered it for a moment before smiling at her, "I'm going to the detention center."
"Wh-" Vivid went to say before I left the building. "Wait for me!"
April 7, 11:00 PM
I looked at the changeling through the glass divider. He was still as stone, and his face was emotionless.
"Hello." I said, taking a deep breath, "My name is Malum, what's yours?"
The changeling didn't even glance at me, "Velum"
"Velum," I hesitated before continuing, "Did you really do it?"
"No!" He growled, "I didn't! I don't even know who died!"
"Did they tell you who died?" I asked quietly.
"Some unicorn, Starry Skies, I think." Velum answered quickly.
"That's my sister! She was found dead in her apartment!" Vivid spoke up.
"I'm sorry for your loss." Velum told her, "But I never talked to her, hardly even seen her."
"Wait, so how did they tie you to this crime?" I wondered.
"Simple, I live in the same building. I have to walk past her apartment." Velum answered.
"But they could practically pull the entire building in here with only that to go off of!" I protested.
"That's what I told the police. But they found something of mine near the body." Velum explained.
"What was it?" I asked him.
"Instructions from Princess Heart, my superior." Velum answered.
"Princess Heart?" I wondered aloud, "I thought your ruler was Queen Chrysalis?"
"As if," Velum scoffed, "Princess Heart is Chrysalis's daughter."
"HER DAUGHTER?!" I all but shouted.
"Don't worry your pony head off about it." Velum chuckled, "Princess Heart wishes to undo the damage her mother caused."
"Then that brings up a very important question," I realised, "What is the motive?!"
Velum studied me. "That's what I kept telling them, I have no motive."
"Did they say anything about it?" I asked.
"They said that being a disciple of Princess Heart was just a cover. They said I worked for her mother." Velum answered with a sigh.
"Velum, I want to-" I went to say, only to be cut off.
"Are you serious?!" Vivid exclaimed, "He's a changeling for Celestia's sake!"
"I am serious, Vivid." I told her, "Velum, I want to defend you in court tomorrow." I told Velum, presenting my attorney's badge.
Velum smiled for the first time, "I needed a lawyer anyways. Why not the one who saved a princess?"
I smiled back, "All right, do you have any suggestions as to where I should look first?"
"Well, I'll let you guys search my apartement if it helps." Velum said, "I think the police are still at Skies's apartment, so I'd stay away from there."
I gave a curt nod, "Then I think it's time I start the investigation!"
Author's Note
Right off the bat we have a changeling. . . this is going to be fun.
Princess Heart belongs to GIGA-XISBASS.
I want to say Vivid Dream was named by Wish I Was There. . . but I don't know for sure.
Court Record:
Evidence:
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Malum Prohibitum: Ace Equestrian Attorney
Case 1: Allies and Traitors. Day one: Investigation.
April 7, 12:30 PM
"I still can't believe that we are helping the thing that killed my sister." Vivid muttered under her breath.
"You are free to leave, I don't need ponies making baseless claims."I looked around the apartment.
It was rather small. The living room and kitchen were connected together. On the far side of the living room was a door, probably to the bedroom and bathroom.
"I'll start in the kitchen. Vivid, go check the bedroom." I instructed as I entered the kitchen. It didn't take me long to search the cupboards. I searched the countertop, and found a list.
Things to do. . . 1. Groceries. 2. Clean room. 3. Meet Skyfire123 at apartment 2033
"Who is this Skyfire?" I wondered to myself as I stuck the list into my pocket.
Deciding that there was nothing else to see in this room, I moved to the living room. It was rather neat and tidy. Only a few letters were on the coffee table. Most of them were from our mysterious Skyfire. One was from the complex owner, asking for rent. And the last one was instructions to Princess Heart's office. I grabbed a few of Skyfire's letters along with the instructions for Princess Heart.
A few moments later, Vivid appeared.
"Well, did you find anything?" I asked her.
"Just some stuff from somepony called 'Skyfire'." Vivid answered.
"Really?" I said, "And just what were these things?"
Vivid's purple face turned green, "Love poems."
". . . " I paused. "Do you have them?"
"YOU ARE SICK!" She shouted at me.
". . . " I looked at her for another moment.
". . ." She paused. "Yes. . . I do. . " With that she gave me the poems.
"Alright, seeing as we have no clue where the crime scene is, let's go visit this Princess Heart." I told Vivid.
"Yay. More changelings." She sighed.
April 7, 2:30 PM
Posh was the first word that came to mind when I saw Heart's office. It was tidy, cushy, and it even had a butler in the background.
"Miss Heart will be with you shortly." He informed us in a bored monotone.
I gave him my thanks and went to examine the room. Besides a painting and a list of names, nothing else was worth noting.
The painting, which sat behind Heart's desk, portrayed a changeling using magic to create some sort of glow around a pony who looked like a liar of some sort. I pondered what it could mean, but after a few minutes I turned to the list of names. Amongst the names, Velum's name was listed. "Canterlot District" was scribbled next to his name. I decided to see which changeling was in ponyville with Rarity. I found the name "Sweetie Drops" next to the word "Ponyvile", after that, the word "Rogue" was written.
Sadly, the list only had one bit of importance, and that was proof that Velum worked for Princess Heart.
"Can I help you?" Asked a young feminine voice. I turned to find myself face to face with a changeling.
"Princess Heart?" I asked quickly.
"That's me." Heart replied, "I assume that you're here about the 'horrible monster of your's that killed the innocent pony'?"
I noted the tired tone in her voice. "I suppose that's oe way to put it, I'm a defense attorney. Malum Prohibitum."
"An attorney?" Heart whispered, "One that's willing to help?"
"Yes, I need to know more about this case." I confirmed.
"Well then, what to say?" Heart wondered, "The victim, Starry Skies, was killed in her apartment yesterday."
"And the cause?" I wondered.
"She was stabbed. By a horn." Heart explained.
I paused in confusion, "Wouldn't a spell be easier to do then a stabbing?"
"Trust me, that confuses me as much as it does you." Heart agreed.
"All right then, all I need now is the apartment number so I can investigate." I told her.
"I think that it would be easier if I take you, the cops won't let anypony in." Heart explained.
"I just have one question." Vivid spoke up, "Did he really not know my sister?"
"I'm sorry, who?" Heart asked in a confused tone.
"Velum, did he really not know who my sister was?" Vivid clarified.
"As far as I know, Velum never met with Starry Skies." Heart answered her.
"Then why is she gone?" Vivid asked nopony in particular.
Both Heart and I just stared back in silence. Then, I put a hoof on Vivid's shoulder.
"I promise I will find the truth." I told her.
"I suggest getting to the crime scene then." Heart told me.
"Malum?" Vivid spoke timidly, "You go with heart. I need to lay down."
I nodded, "Go to my office. I have some comfy couches there."
Vivid gave a smal smile before leaving. I turned to Heart. "Lead the way."
April 7, 3:10 PM
The crime scene was abuzz with police, and a detective I recognized from my last case.
"HEY PAL!" Silver Wings, Canterlot's main detective, shouted at me, "What do you think you're doing here?"
"Easy detective, he's with me." Heart replied.
"Oh, you." He huffed, "Bout time you showed up."
"So Detective," I said hesitantly, "What exactly happened?"
"Are you serious? Like I'm going to tell you." Silver replied with a glare.
I flinched before asking my next question, "It was a stabbing, right?"
"Yep. And the Cangeling did it." Silver confirmed.
"Do you have proof he did it?" I asked him.
"We in fact have two pieces of evidence!" Silver boasted, "But I'm not going to tell you."
I sighed, What are you, 9? , "Okay, but was there a motive?"
"As far as I know, he was asked by Chrysalis to do this." Silver explained.
"Did you forget that I took over for my mother? Her words and whishes no longer hold power over my subjects." Heart told him sternly.
"Oh right, sorry." Silver sighed.
"Do you know about what time this happened?" I asked Silver.
"It happened yesterday night, about nine PM." Silver answered, he then turned as another pony yelled something to him.
"Listen pal, I have to go back to the precinct. You can feel free to explore the crime scene. We already got what we wanted." With that, Silver left.
"All right, let's make haste." I told Heart. Heart nodded and went to the bedroom. I turned and entered the kitchen.
Inside, I found a few papers. One was a love letter from "Masked Lover", another was a flyer for some sort of pen pal dating service thing. I thought it would be helpful, so I grabbed them. I then walked into the living room. There, a window was opened and there was tape marking the body's posistion. Near the wall, a crumpled peice of paper had been tossed aside.
I picked it up in my magic and read its message.
To: Skyfire
My eyes widened in surprise as I made a connection. Just then, Princess Heart walked out of the bedroom.
"I couldn't find anything. Jus some poems" Heart sighed, "This looks hopeless."
"Princess, the number for this room, it wasn't on the door." I stated, "Do you know what it was?"
"I believe it was 2033" Heart replied, "Why?"
"Because I have a question for Velum." I told her as I left the apartment.
April 7, 4:00 PM
"So, did you find anything good?" Velum asked as Heart and I entered the room.
"You could say that, but, I think I should ask a question first." I told him.
"Shoot." Velum answered.
"Have you ever, in any way, contacted or met Starry Skies?" I asked him.
"Uh. . . . well. . . . I have to say. . . no." Velum said hesitantly. As soon as he said 'no', a red glow appeared around him.
"What is that?!" I asked in shock.
"It's a lie detector spell of mine, red means he's lying." Heart explained.
"So?" Velum snapped, "Unless you have proof I talked to her, or anyone one for that matter, I'm afraid the answer is still no."
I shook my head, "Let me think about it."
Heart and I turned away from him to discuss how we should proceed.
"Alright, all you have to do is ask again, then present evidence to break apart the lie. The deeper the red, the deeper the lie. Once you start, the aura will change colors until it reaches green." Heart explained.
"Alright, let's break apart the lie." I said, turning to Velum, "Velum, have you ever, in any way, contacted or met Starry Skies?"
"No." Velum answered curtly.
"I think you're lying, and I might have the proof to back my claim." I told Velum.
"Oh yeah, well where is this proof that I ws talking to her, or anypony for that matter?" Velum asked me.
"The proof you were talking to a pony is. . " I said before presenting the evidence.
"Love poems from a 'Starfire123'." I exclaimed. Velum flinched and the aura turned to a orange color.
"So you found poems, how do you know that I didn't write them?" Velum asked.
"Because, you were going to meet her, and here's the proof!"
"My to do list?" Velum said uncertaintly.
"Specifically, the third thing on the list: 'Meet Strfire in room 2033'." I explained. Velum flinched again as the aura changed to a yellow orange.
"But you have nothing that can link Starry and Starfire together!" Velum protested.
"Oh really? I think I do, and it's with these!"
"More love letters?" Velum deadpanned.
"Indeed, letters adressed to 'Masked Lover'." I explained, "And I think that name fits a changeling really well."
"But how do these prove the connection?" Velum protested.
"Because of where I found them." I answered, "In the victim's apartment. Which is also room 2033."
"Gah!" Velum gasped, his aura turned green. Velum hung his head, "You got me, I actually knew her. I talked to her through those letters."
"Speaking of which, what is with the code names?" I wondered.
"I was with a program that would send my letters for me. Anonymously." Velum explained.
"And Starry was with them too?" I guessed.
"Yeah, it's a dating service." Velum confirmed, "We actually didn't know who the other could have been until one of us mentioned where we lived."
"So it was luck that you two got each other's letter?" I asked.
"Yes. But I was happy, she was a beautiful mare." Velum sighed whimsically.
"Is there anything you can tell me about the dating service?" I asked.
"Let's see. . . they are free of charge. They deliver messages fast. And they use a special spell to bring ponies together." Velum listed.
"Hmm. . ." I hummed, my mind now on the bill. Who is the pony that Starry owed?
"I guess we should leave and get ready for the trial tomorrow." Heart said.
"I suppose so, but I'll get rid of some evidence first." I said. Heart left the detention center while I put a few things in a nearby garbage can.
I paused as I looked at Velum's to-do list. Then I turned to him. "Velum, one question, did you enter the victim's apartment on the day of the murder?"
Velum sat quietly for a moment before answering, "No." And a red aura sprang around him.
. . . . To be continued.
Author's Note
Court Record:
Evidence:
Welp, how did you guys like the aura thing?