Title: My Husband, The Devil
Author: Super Judge Bro, me.
Rating: PG
Genre:Drama/Romance
Status: Completed, oneshot.
Pairing: /
Summary: She didn't know who or what
she fell in love with. They were married for nine years. But all things
have to come to an end, even the most tragic ones.

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Hee... hee... hee...

Prople said we were very different. We were nothing alike, not even our
connections to the world. I was from the underground world of illegal
dealings which were all run by my grandpa. Then there
was that other man, one of the most famous attorneys around.

But there was something that denied all odds. Something had sparked between
us, and it all began many years ago. I was accused of poisoning an
interviewer who demanded information about my family. I actually had
poisoned him and my grandpa spent many hours finding an attorney.

He came to the best. Him. The one I called 'Chris Gavin', real name
Kristoph Gavin.

Chris Gavin was at first unsure of defending me in court. My ties to the
underground could make some trouble. But grandpa, dear grandpa Bruto
Cadaverini did what he did years ago.

Threatend him. Chris Gavin was given a deal he just couldn't refuse.
If he hadn't defended me, he would be a dead man. A few days later I
was sitting in the defendant's chair and watched Chris Gavin's every move.

He got me off the hook, I felt saved again. Years ago I was in trouble
under the care of 'Don Tigre'. I claimed we were lovers but I knew
everything. Then one day Tigre was sent to court and never did came back.

I knew all a long it was Phoenix Wright's doing. The man who did such
evil was now gone from my life, I was saved.
Since then I was grateful to Phoenix Wright.

I was again grateful for Chris Gavin saving me. Being in court reminded me
of the cases Phoenix Wright had handled. Once I was declared not guilty,
I wanted to repay my respects to both attorneys.

So I did. But there was something intriguing about Chris Gavin, I kept
wanting to visit him every once in awhile. Have a small chat sometimes,
discuss what was new in the huge world. Grandpa was happy to know I
was making a friend, even though it was the very attorney he had threatend
into defending me.

Chris Gavin sometimes came to visit me as well. I normally never get a lot
of visitors ever. Then I found myself smiling whenever he came or whenever
I visited him. The smile was ever so small though, for I was never used
to smiling.

I hadn't smiled since I was a little girl. The happier I was, the more
delighted were my family.

People never thought it would happen, but it did. Our growing
friendship eventually became something else. Something vastly different
that kept our relationship closer. We began to visit more frequently,
Chris wanted to get to know my family better.

Even I became curious about his side of the family. Chris Gavin had
a younger brother. He seemed very interested in rock music, was
even considering starting a band with a few other people. I couldn't
care less about that kind of music, I prefered soothing sounds that
calmed the soul. Chris Gavin agreed with me.

We kept visiting each other for months.

My family knew. His brother knew. Several times I had caught Klavier
talking to Chris Gavin about me. "Big bruden finally found a girl, eh?"
and then he would playfully nudge Chris.

Grandpa and the rest of my family grew accepting of Chris. Many times
grandpa would consult with Chris and talk to him. I never got to know
what it was they talked about. Perhaps it was about the time when
Chris Gavin was threatend by grandpa. I will never know.

A year later had passed. Chris Gavin seemed to be deep in thought then, but he
would never ignore me. Many times I had wondered what he was thinking
about, but it wasn't any of my business so I never asked.

A month later he approached me with a serious question. Knelt on one knee
and proposed. It took me awhile to think it through, and a week later I
had accepted.

(Author notes: Yes Doctor, I am pointing at you.)

A few months later we had our private wedding. Only my family and Klavier
came to attend, for if anyone else got word that 'legendary Kristoph Gavin'
married someone from the criminal world, my family would be in big trouble.

That day was beautiful and breath taking. I was the happiest on that day,
and my grandpa was very delighted and proud, afterall he does live
to protect me. I think he was at his happiest too.

So was Chris Gavin of course. After the wedding I had moved in with Kristoph,
still keeping my secret ties with my family very close. We were the oddest
couple around, the 'classy gentleman married the depressed emo girl' was
what many people called us.

But I didn't care about them. We had each other and my family, for years
to come.

But everything does change. Chris started to become more involved
with work, and I often caught him mumbling something about Phoenix Wright.
For a second I thought Chris Gavin was rivaling him, but I quickly shot
the idea down. Also Klavier had begun his band he called The Gavinners,
and eventually he became a prosecutor.

Then something had happened. Something so shocking that ie even surprised
me, it was everywhere on the news. Phoenix Wright had forged evidence
and presented it in court, he did the one thing he swore he would never
do, and it costed him his attorney badge.

I was speechless. To think that Phoenix Wright, the
one who saved me from Don Tigre, forged evidence. It was almost like the
time Don Tigre had walked into court with the disguise of Phoenix.

I had discussed this with Chris Gavin many times. He seemed to understand
how unfortunate it was. But he didn't seem to want to hear anything about
Phoenix Wright after that fateful day. I even once caught Kristoph
in the corner, laughing quietly like a mad man. He didn't knew I was
there spying on him.

And for seven years not a word about Phoenix Wright was spoken. I had
heard that after about seven years, a disbarred attorney could try
to take the bar exam again. I've wondered if Phoenix Wright would do
just that, and I hoped so. But I never did told Chris about my hopes
for Phoenix Wright.

Seven years did eventually passed. During that time my grandpa had died.
Just before he did, he offered me to be the head of the criminal world.
But being married to an attorney, I couldn't accept it. So my grandpa
gave that honor to one of my siblings. Kristoph had gotten a pupil
named Apollo Justice. We also never had children, perhaps I was infertile.
But that didn't matter to us much.

Chris Gavin, although wanting to hear nothing of Phoenix Wright, had often
went to dine with him at the Borscht Bowl Club. I had heard that Phoenix
was also a piano player there, I wanted to go until I heard that his
piano playing was pretty bad.

I didn't go out very much anyhow, only to watch trials whenever Chris Gavin
was working on them. Maybe it was a good thing I never went to the
Borscht Bowl Club. Chris Gavin once came home late at night after
going to the club, and he seemed pretty stressed too. But he
acted calm whenever he saw me.

But I knew that something had happened. When I asked he would only say
he was alright.

The next day I heard stunning news. Phoenix Wright accused of murder,
and I simply had to be at that trial. I thought Chris Gavin would be
defending him, being good 'friends' and all. But instead his pupil,
Apollo Justice, was assigned the duty. The boy didn't seem to have
a lot of experience. I thought all was lost for Phoenix.

But Apollo surprised me, Chris and everyone else. He did what Phoenix Wright
did many years ago, turned the tables and found the truth.

The truth... was heart breaking.

Chris Gavin, murdered a stranger named Shadi Smith. It wasn't an accident,
he grasped that grape juice bottle intentionlly and hit him. 'What had
happened..?' I thought to myself. Kristoph never did say his motive
for murder.

I could still visit him during visiting hours. He understood how I felt
about him. I was upset, disappointed in him and memories of Don Tigre
had returned to my head.

But I loved Chris Gavin too much to stop visiting him, nor to hate him.
He may spend years in jail, but at least I could still visit him. I did
so everyday. But the memories and his crime still pained me, at home
I would silently cry.

I lived almost every day like this. Some months later, there was a drastic
change in the legal system. Something called the jurist system. I found
it to be intriguing, and there were rumors that the innocent Phoenix
Wright was chosen to be its chairman. I simply had to watch the proceeding
trials.

I wasn't chosen for the six jurists, not that it mattered much. That
didn't stop me from watching. Apollo Justice was defending the young Vera
Misham. I didn't hate Apollo for getting Chris convicted, I was glad that
justice was served. Klavier was also there, the one who faced off against
Phoenix seven years ago.

The trial made me feel uneasy. The interviewer Spark Brushel had
mentioned about a case seven years ago, then word got out that Vera
could forge anything. Even evidence. Klavier began demanding if she
forged a page with a silk hat symbol. He also began to demand who
her client was back then.

That book... the description was all too familiar to me, then something
horrible happened. Vera began choking and just before she was about
to tell the whole courtroom of whom her client was.

She muttered "the.. dev-il.." and fainted.

The whole courtroom began to panic and the trial was stopped. The girl
had greatly interested me during her testimony, I simply had to hear
what went wrong.

She was poisoned and fortunately survived, but had fallen into a coma.

I went home that day with many questions floating in my head. I knew, I just
knew, about what case Mr. Brushel had mentioned. It had to be the case
where Phoenix Wright lost his attorney's badge. The page, Vera being
Drew Misham's daughter... it couldn't have been a coincidence.

I had heard of Troupe Gramarye a very long time ago. I was not
interested in them at all. But the death of Magnifi was rather... intriguing.
At home I had decided to do my own kind of research about them. The only
things I could pick up was their origin... and Phoenix Wright's last case.
They also originally had a third magician, a woman who eventually
just disappeared. No word about her had reached the public.

I couldn't really gather much during my quick research. So instead
I went to see my Chris Gavin again. They allowed me to visit his
jail cell actually. And was I ever surprised to see it decked
in expensive furniture. Chris Gavin had a way of getting what
he wants, even as a convicted criminal.

When I had arrived I had caught Phoenix Wright, doned in his usual
black hoodie and blue hat. They were both talking about something.
I wasn't allowed to eavesdrop so I had to leave and come back later,
but I did hear them talking about some things related to that
case seven years ago. Did Phoenix Wright knew something?

I did came back but found out that visiting hours had ended, I had
to leave.

Eventually Vera Misham's second trial had begun. I wouldn't had miss
it for the world. And what had happened had shattered my heart.

Everything began to fit into place. Apollo Justice called in Chris
Gavin. He presented the clear nail polish that Chris often wore,
and then the yellow envelope that was mentioned in the last trial.

Chris's testimony proved to be fruitless. Apollo caught something
on Chris Gavin's scarred right hand. And it was something I had
seen once in my life, maybe twice. I had never forgotten that face.

The devil's face. It wasn't a coincidence, Chris Gavin knew about the scar
and the face when Apollo Justice pointed it out.

The next thing was a confession, Chris Gavin said it all without fear.
He was the one who requested the forgry, all because he became jealous
of Phoenix Wright - my savivor. He gotten Trucy to give it to him
and that was how Phoenix eventually lost his lawyer's badge.

My Chris Gavin.... no... Kristoph Gavin. He made Phoenix loose his badge,
all because of jealousy.

But the next was just more startling than ever. It was soon announced
to Kristoph about the jurist system, he never had the slightest idea.
He probably didn't even see the cameras that filmed the whole trial
for the jurists to see.

"NO! I cannot allow this, leave trials to that law itself!"

"They may be common townsfolk, but people have something called
common sense. Even if you walk away innocent, will people think highly
of you after this trial?"

I couldn't agree more with His Honor, whoever his name was.

"The law.... No! The law is absolute!"

"That is where you're wrong. Thw law is far from absolute, it is full
of contradictions!"

At first he slumped over, growling the name of his rival in disgust.
Every word that slipped out of his lips, and the final roar too, I could
tell was tainted with hatred.

Then everything was quiet. Only one person took a stand to leave, me.
I left swiftly yet quietly, taking only one final look at Kristoph Gavin.
He had taken a quick glimsp of my leave, without saying a word.

Soon I was outside of the court and found a lone bench, from which I sat
on and cried my hardest. Had I really married the devil?

The next day, Kristoph was back in his cell. After that outburst in court
the other day, no one could visit him. But judging by the way I left,
he knew it was over. Everything.

"How can... a man be so evil? He cannot even be compared to Don Tigre..."

Kristoph would be given the life in jail sentence, I knew. I suppose that
probably made me a widow now. But I didn't mind, I didn't wanted to go
back to Kristoph Gavin ever again.

But just before moving back to my family, I decided to pay my respects
one more time. I mailed him a letter and sent him a cup of.... tea.

Couples will always hold secrets from each other. There was just one secret
that Kristoph didn't know about me, which I never did disclosed with him.
Not even now.

They accepted the letter and cup of tea to be delivered to Kristoph Gavin.
It'll probably be his last memory of me.

As for the tea.

He's probably drinking it right now. Every single, tainted drop.

"Hee... hee... hee..."

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Holy crap, dude, that was awesome. I never thought about a Krissi vs. Viola pairing, but it worked out so well. It was full of emotion, made sense, and it was fun to read. Keep up the good work!

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