I'm not one for grudges, I'm not one for being vengeful.

All I wanted… was to live a normal life, or at least live as normal as I can be. That was until that day.

"What's your dream Miles?" A black haired girl asked while beaming at a boy with blackish grey hair. Beside them were two boys, one who had spikey black hair and the other had light brown hair. The boy Miles blinked in surprise before looking away shyly, his cheeks went pink from seeing her happy smile. It was strange that a girl could be that captivating by just smiling.

I… I witnessed a murder, a friend's father had been shot. I had a bad feeling that day during the earthquake that something was going to happen so I ran out of my aunt's home to help. Being strange is one thing, having the ability to hear the hearts and minds of others is one thing. But to have a connection with the spirit world, being so close to it almost as if you could touch the gateway. Feeling the pull to the spirits themselves that you were once close to when they were alive, it often gives you a sense of feeling that things go wrong. It was then I realised just how strong my connection was when I saw it-

BANG

I witnessed a man screaming in pain before grabbing a gun that was on the floor, the area was dimly lit but I saw white hair and a blue coat. He had shot my friend's father, one who I considered an Uncle because of how he knew my mother. As grateful as I was that Uncle felt no pain, the fact remains that this man took my friend's father away from him. I couldn't truly imagine what it means to lose someone close as I had been too young to know that they passed away. It tore my aunt to pieces and as a result immediately took me in, it was a struggle as I looked like them but unlike mother I shared the same gift as my aunt. Some would call it a curse but auntie told me that it could benefit but we must never use it for personal gain. Seeing spirits when I was only five had scared me but eventually I grew use to it. But I was not prepared to see the spirit of my Uncle Greg leave this physical plane of existence, nor was I prepared to keep my emotions in check. Instead just letting out a single gasp was all it took to alert him that someone had been in the area, I could say he was lucky his aim was good despite the bad arm he had as he hit me on the side of the neck with the bullet. I was even more lucky that I was able to get up and run before he could get to me, maybe it was the spirits that were helping me- giving me strength to move but all that mattered was to get help. To tell someone that my Uncle- my friend's father had been killed. But… I passed out in an alley way. Even now I didn't know who found and took me to the hospital, but what I do know is that when I woke up I was not there.

Instead…

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I was in an unknown area and that two girls of different ages were looking at me in relief. The older one had brown hair and the younger girl had black hair, they were friendly but I was too scared out of my mind to think straight. Thankfully auntie was able to help once she arrived in the room, spirits had told her about my waking up… that is what she had told me but I was unsure about that.

I… when I had found out that I had been in a coma for four years, that I had been moved a month after the incident because the killer would have found me. It shook me, what happened to Miles? Was he… was he okay? Nick and… and Larry, what had I missed? Was the killer caught? Had there been some justice? Sadly there had not, after somehow speaking to Uncle Greg I had learned the sad truth that Miles had been adopted and to our greatest horror. The one who ended Uncle Greg's life had been the one who took him in. At first I was angry at Uncle for lying, for ruining the lives of the family who I found out kept me safe- Misty Fey suffered because of his actions but there was nothing he could do. He could not undo what had happened.

But I could not sit there and do nothing; auntie was even frustrated as we were left to hide because of a killer who was known as the untouchable prosecutor who lost no case. Obviously it had to be a lie, no one would be able to win without resorting to dirty tactics. Seeing no other option I was left unable to think straight until I realised something, if I could not expose him as a normal person then I would have to resort into learning about the law to expose him. It was then that I asked Uncle Greg to teach me how to be a defense attorney, however a prosecutor by the name Alfred Von Karma- the current Manfred Von Karma's great, great, great, great grandfather had also somehow heard what I was going to do. After speaking to auntie I learned that grandmother had spoken to him at one point to help clear up his murder. He had owed my family a debt and by helping me it would settle it. Knowing that this would be the best opportunity I immediately started studying, Mia the eldest Fey sister would often sit with me to hit the books while Maya the youngest came in at times to pester us to play. Saying that we were being too stuffy and should enjoy the outdoors. She was right but I didn't have any time to waste, four years had passed and each year that goes by marks another year of the unjust pain that took place. Apparently Yanni Yogi had been accused but released due to being mentally unstable, it cost him everything that day. His wife, his reputation- everyone hated and scorned him for killing Uncle Greg. It unsettled me deeply at how this could come about. I had to help him as well, I… I won't turn to revenge no matter how much it would appeal to me. It won't undo what has happened but I can do things the logical way, I had to be smarter than Manfred Von Karma. Eventually after studying for two years I had taken up the bar exam which was surprising for a lot of people including myself. Being sixteen and a girl to boot did not go well, some even tried to talk me out of it and it almost worked but I refused to give in. There had been this nice man named Byrne Faraday who had helped me that day of the exams, even he was surprised that someone so young would take not just the prosecuting exam but the defense attorney exam on the exact same day. Despite being sabotaged by some people he had helped me take it on that day and I would never forget his kindness. He truly was a nice man who I had respect for, he even told me about why he wanted to be a prosecutor which led me to telling him why I chose to become both. But I had not included Manfred's name as it would raise unwanted attention, to say that Mr. Faraday was surprised was an understatement. However he had faith that I would achieve my goals… it's just a shame he was killed sometime later when I turned eighteen. When I had turned seventeen, it had been a year I would never forget. I had been sure.

I was so sure I could take Manfred down in a court case after being taught by Uncle Greg and Alfred Von Karma, but… I was not strong enough- not smart enough to see through his false evidence and as a result a twelve year old girl who had been accused of killing her mother was convicted. Unable to believe that I would be able to save her by taking a retrial she took a gun from the bailiff who was going to take her away and shot herself in the head. She killed herself just because of a failed system, because men like Von Karma walked about without any shred of remorse. I had even heard he had a daughter and the fact he could not have any mercy for a child sickened me. I had to study harder to stop him, eventually I had only there was only myself, Manfred, the judge and the defendant. People had fled because of a mafia family claiming that they would not hesitate to hurt anyone who would think about sabotaging the trial, Manfred I was sure was on his toes but was determined but the evidence- my gift to speak to the dead had helped me gain more evidence to cause a mark to form on his record. However as my act of mercy I had asked the judge not to tell anyone about the trial as the mafia group would want this to be kept silent. No media was able to catch wind of it. However… that mattered not to me, I had avenged the girl by saving a sixteen year old boy who was innocent. His father may have done wrong and the boy's sister was almost sucked into being accused but in the end a justifiable verdict was handed down. Von Karma's shocked eyes turned to pure anger as he saw me, he knew that I had been fighting him a few trials back involving that girl. It would never leave our minds whenever we were in the same room I'm sure. Sadly though, I never saw my actions would involve someone being hurt.

A month had passed and I was dragged into Germany once more, secretly I wanted to meet Miles but knew it was a risky move. Manfred still had his hold over him and it would have cost Miles his life. So instead I remained quiet until I saw someone faint in the streets just after I left the library, she was only a few years younger than me and I learned something from her that rattled me. But I didn't do anything except help her as a healer by taking her to my home, she knew nothing of me which was good but it didn't stop me from gaining so many questions. Eventually her mind told me everything and that had been the last straw, again I reminded myself that as long as Manfred was free people would suffer so instead of sending her home… I called her 'brother' and… I wanted to cry. I heard Miles on the phone and he was currently visiting his home country on business, it took everything not to tell him who I was. Instead I spoke to him as if I was a stranger- a professional healer and informed him his 'sister' was unwell and needed to be with someone familiar. At first he suggested Manfred, which I had shot down quickly and told him that being out of the country. That would do her good to be away from stress for a while. He I assume was suspicious but did not argue, at the same time I was sure that Manfred would be seething over what I had been doing but I care not. She was my patient and I refused to allow another casualty to enter his lap. She had thanked me the day we were at the airport and I had swore to her that as a healer that I would not breathe a word about anything which left her really emotional. It was silly really, I knew what she was feeling and that she wanted a friend but I could not truly give it to her. If she were to find out who I was and what I was aiming to do, I doubt she would have trusted me to begin with.

Knowing that Miles was going to keep her safe, even if it was temporary gave me some respite which left me with no other option but to leave Germany. It's strange but maybe I was sent there to help her I don't know, but now I wanted to see my 'sisters' and aunt once more… just wish my aunt would stop whining about boyfriends and that I was going to be single forever… heavens sake I was nearly eighteen at the time. I had and still have time.

I truly wish though that I could help, but now… Mia needs my help, apparently there's a case involving a convicted death row man who escaped. I know that she likes this guy Diego who is a defense attorney and that she is in good hands… but I can't shake this feeling that I have to be there.

Don't worry Miles… Nick, Larry I'm coming back and I do hope that we can all be reunited once more.

"Aya, make sure you come home before you attend the trial" a woman with red hair and brown eyes said on the phone while sitting on the sofa, meanwhile a twelve year old girl with red hair and brown eyes rested her head on her lap.

"No promises auntie! Mia needs me to show up, if the traffic is good I'll say hi first okay does that sound good?"

"Yes, but think of your health! Have you been eating right? Don't think I don't know that you've been studying and training too hard, take a break once in a while. Not even I was this bad"

"But auntie, the longer I wait the close the Statue of Limitations looms closer. I have to get him convicted before then otherwise he'll walk free! Please Auntie, I'll rest soon I just need to help Mia. This is something that bothers her and as a 'sister' to her I want to support her" the woman chuckled as she leaned her head to the left.

"Alright, but be home around nine sharp" the woman said sternly but in a gentle voice.

"Yes auntie, love you lots" and with that the phone disconnected, the woman sighed as she looked at her daughter.

"What am I going to do with Aya… she is so determined that it scares me, I don't want her to get hurt" the girl smiled at her mother.

"Don't worry, she'll be fine… the spirits told me so" the woman blinked before sighing with a light smile.

"I hope so… if she ever did get hurt, I'll never forgive myself" the girl grasped her mother's hand and giggled.

"Don't worry mama, I believe in her" the girl said brightly earning her grateful smile.

The trial was a disaster, that man Terry had been played by that pink haired girl Dahlia Hawthorne and killed himself. I couldn't do much except comfort Mia while reliving the moment that poor child who I had failed to save killed herself. It was no secret to Mia that I was reliving it, it burned heavily in my heart and I was left with the same helplessness. Dahlia had gotten away with it and was now probably plotting a way to escape. Diego was furious as well, usually I would see him calm and collect but like us he was completely rattled. I don't know what he was going to do next as I would try to shut people's thoughts away but as soon as I saw Miles, I was beyond furious. How could he let this happen? All I could hope was that this would give him a lesson or two about being too careless. Instead of speaking or slapping him, all he saw was my furious look before I left to find Mia. I'm sure that as I left I felt some pain coming from him, whether that was true or not. I had other things to do and seeing Miles almost look like splitting image of Manfred Von Karma almost made me want to lash out. I couldn't be in the room with him, instead I comforted my 'sister' before going to the Prosecutor's office, apparently I was being called to see to an office that was left for me to use given what one of my occupations is. At times I would work there and then often work in Mia's law office. Still we both had one thing in common besides the bond between 'sisters' even if we weren't blood related, we wanted justice. Red White had hurt the Fey Family and Mia wanted to expose him, so who was I to say no to that?

At times I would see Miles but I would give him the cold shoulder… most of the time given how he is with people.

"Did you hear about Prosecutor Hina?" Aya stopped while holding a box of files, curious she listened close.

"You mean that harsh icy prosecutor who shows no remorse and never loses a case?" Aya almost smirked from hearing this but kept quiet.

"Yeah she won another case, this time a defense attorney was caught doing dodgy dealings and was stripped off his badge. So in the end both the defendant and the defense were arrested. How scary is that?"

"Very! I the last thing I want is to be on Prosecutor Hina's grasp, she'll get me fired if I take a step out of line and she's not even the Chief… then again I don't know who's worse the Prosecutor or that Defense Attorney Aya Watanabe, both are just as dangerous and scary" Aya as she heard this rolled her eyes with a sly smirk and left them to speak alone.

"There's Defense Attorney Watanabe… why is she bothering Prosecutor Hina Tanaka?" a prosecutor asked as Aya took a key from her pocket and entered the office.

"Ah… if only they knew who Hina was… they'd go silent within one minute" Aya muttered before placing the box down and went to the window. Her eyes grew sombre as she looked at the scene. Dressed in a simple white suit with a black skirt that went up to her lower knees, she wore black flats instead of high heels thanks to her talk with the Chief who thanks to her work agreed to this little change. Her hair was up to her lower back but was tied into a tight bun while a blue clip help the right side of her fringe while the left side remained tucked by her ear. Hearing the door being knocked she turned to look before frowning as she sensed who was at the door. Folding her arms she removed the clips and hid them in the draw, her hair was also arranged into a low ponytail that went to her right side.

"Come in" she called in a baritone voice, a minute had gone by before the door opened to reveal Prosecutor Miles Edgeworth who looked slightly anxious from seeing her cold demeanor.

"What is it?" she asked while keeping her eyes on him, it had taken him half a minute before he could speak after closing the door behind him.

"I have a case I wanted to ask you about Prosecutor Hina" Miles replied, staring at him Aya then extended her right hand so she could take a look. Swallowing Miles slowly handed Aya the file, her dark reddish hair flicked due to movement leaving him slightly on edge as she was his senior. That and… his nerves frayed strangely enough even as he saw her reading the file. Her eyes remained neutral before a sigh left her lips.

"The guy is innocent, give it to a defense attorney. It's a cold hit and miss play" his eyes went wide from her words.

"But how do you know? There is a-"

"Are you here to argue or to ask for advice" Miles recoiled causing her to almost frown "take my advice, the guy is innocent end of story"

"But HOW do you know-?" Miles froze as she sat down and looked at him, this in turn caused him to bite the inside of his cheek. "Th-thank you Prosecutor Hina" he spoke meekly as she stared at him.

"Why are you even here Mr. Edgeworth?" Aya asked bluntly causing him to become more silent. "Obviously you know he's innocent so why bother me?"

"I…"

"I have to go see a court case… I do not have time to babysit" Aya said as she got up and grabbed a case file from a filing cabinet to her right, startled Miles looks at her before wincing at his blunder.

"I wanted to speak to you… but…" Miles looks away as he speaks to Aya who blinks.

"Then speak already, I don't have all day and neither do you" Aya said while keeping her cold composure, to the prosecutors she was the Ice Queen of Trials- one who would ruin reputations and attorneys. But as a Defense Attorney she was a fierce fighter who would fight tooth and nail to bring the truth out to the world. Whether she was an attorney or prosecutor truth meant more than she would ever admit, it had in turn caused good and bad responses but she remained spotless and out of the limelight. The only thing she was guilty of was asking the spirits of the dead for help when it came to investigating, it would be considered unorthodox but if it meant evening the playing field she would gladly step on the corrupt to achieve her goals. Something her aunt would tell her off for and her 'sisters' would at times plead with her to try to do less of. Alas she knew her own mind and remained on her path.

"I wanted to discuss work over coffee!" Miles said before going slightly pink over how he lost his composure for a split second. Aya as she heard this almost dropped her files. "I wanted to… ask about how… you are able to do what you do?" Aya as she heard him ramble which was out of character for him felt her mood deflate mentally.

"I can't even tell him who I am, I'm just a prosecutor… he doesn't remember me as the girl who was in his class" Her eyes almost grew dim "Then again I was silent until Nick got accused and then some time after that we were separated… but-"

"Fine" Aya replied bluntly silencing him once more.

"Even if I can't tell him, I can keep an eye on him to some extent"

"I'll… talk this over, but for now a trial is going to start. Dahlia Hawthorne is going to show up, so I am going to attend this. I heard Aya Watanabe is going to offer support for Miss Fey" Aya almost frowned as Miles grimaced slightly from her words, just hearing Aya's name rattled him but he had no idea why. It was almost as if he was forgetting something.

"Tomorrow at ten, my office don't be late" Aya said sharply before leaving with the file, knowing that he would be relieved to hear her say yes… to some extent.