-14th December, 2015-

-Grossberg Law Offices-

Today, I realised something. Lawyers need more recognition.

Why do I say this, you may ask? Because today was my first case as a defence attorney. It really isn't as easy as it looks.

For one, I was facing Franziska von Karma, who is notoriously violent in the Courtroom.

Secondly, Mr Grossberg, my boss, told me I was too young to get a case.

Thirdly, paperwork.

But I also found out that it's easy to get a job after you win a few trials. That's what got me to where I am today. I won a debate against a teacher at Harvard, so I decided I would try to be a lawyer.

Although the details of my first case were gruesome, it was still pretty fun to argue my client's innocence.

"Alison! You've got a call!" Elise said, her voice echoing throughout the small office we inhabited from 9 to 5.

"Okay, Elise!" I yelled back. "There in a sec!"

I quickly walked down the hallway towards the office which Elise and James shared. I had to shared an office with the other rookies, such as Bianca Venis and Trent Marz.

She handed me the phone, before walking off.

"Hello?" I said into the receiver.

I was shocked to discover that this was actually Miles Edgeworth.

"Yes, hello."

"…Uhh…if you don't mind me asking…why'd you call me at the office?" I asked, nervous.

"I simply wanted to…congratulate you on your victory earlier." He said in a casual tone. "But I also want to warn you. Don't join Fey and Co. Law Offices."

"Why?" I asked.

"Just don't."

With that, he hung up.

I put the phone down.

What did he mean?

I knew that Mia Fey had left the Grossberg Law Offices a few years ago and that she established her own law firm, but why would Mr Edgeworth warn me?

I wandered back to my desk, not exactly in tune with what was going on.

-16th December, 2015-

-Detention Centre-

Today I saw Mia Fey and what looks like her newest student.

"Hello Mia!" I said cheerfully. "How are you?"

"Oh!" she smiled. "I'm doing great, Alison!"

"And who's this?" I asked.

He spoke. "I'm Phoenix Wright."

He looked a little older than I was, probably 22-23.

I was 19 at the time, young, naïve and according to Trent, quite pretty.

I smiled at him. "I'm Alison Carver."

"Alison…oh! I've heard Mia talking about you." Phoenix said brightly.

"She has, has she?" I raised an eyebrow. "What type of things has she said?"

"Only that you're a really good attorney." He shrugged.

"…I'm also only 19." I muttered. "Not that that matters anyway…"