A/N: Alongside ongoing projects, and a request I owe someone, I mentioned this idea to my boyfriend the other day, and figured I'd do a pilot run, and see how it goes. If it goes well, I plan to write one for every character in the series.

Note! This story is written entirely in Apollo's point of view but written as if I was the one writing for him, so the girl he mentions at the start is actually me (as described by a friend).

Prologue

I wasn't sure what to make of the girl sat before me; she was bashful and nervous as she took the mug from in front of me, taking a tentative sip. She was British, around nineteen years of age, but still with a child's face, making her look around Trucy's age. She partook in the British tradition of drinking tea, which I had never actually brewed before, but she smiles as she places the cup back down on the desk.

She is a university student, she told me in an intitial meeting, an accidental run-in in a coffee bar, where her boyfriend accidentally walked into me carrying a tray, and poured hot chocolate down my suit. He was much different to her. She is small in stature, approximately around five feet in height, and quite plump, but striking in her own way. I notice she gets a lot of looks in the coffee store, if not because her child's face made her boyfriend look like a paedophile but because she was rather, well endowed. She caught me staring, and thus, since it was one of the things I remembered from our initial meeting, she asked to write it into the book. Her boyfriend however, was a tall man, the same age as her, but looking closer to my own age, he was around Klavier's height, easily taller than myself, and adorned jeans and a yellow tshirt, apparently loving the sunshine of where I live compared to home.

We were talking for a while, she offered to pay the bill for her boyfriend's rather clumsy mistake and I had waved her off, but accepted their offer of the free drink. It was then I noticed a familiar name that popped up in a few emails. This girl went by the nickname of 'EvilWaffleS' and she had explained to me that on the internet, it was a good place, because you could hide behind a funny name, and be what you want to be, instead of what you're expected to be. It was then she proposed the idea of writing for me, producing a story by me about me, for the rest of the world to appreciate just who Apollo Justice was and where he came from.

That is how she came to be sat behind my desk. It was slow, I had few clients at the moment, it was relaxing to sit with this girl, who had proved she was talented and skilled in not just writing, but in science as well. She had already explained that she was a science student, but had a flare for writing, and was happy to use her time here in the US to write the story of an idol like myself.

-x-x-

She begins with a few basic questions, how old am I? Twenty-two, I answer, and confirms that birthday was in 2004, which I added the full dates to, my birthday is May 12th, 2004. She then asks me a few basic questions about who I am.
"Apollo Justice" I answer. "Criminal justice lawyer, working on behalf of the Wright Anything Agency." She nods approvingly as she continues to type on her laptop, occasionally glancing up, to meet my eyes staring in disbelief at how fast she could type.

This was a story about me, who I am, where I came from and my past. And I was feeling pretty damn good about telling the world.