Chapter 1

Phoenix's POV

I guess I should introduce myself before you read on. My name is Phoenix Wright. I'm a defense attorney. I'm 24 years old and work in Wright & Co. Law Offices, which was originally Fey & Co. Law Offices. My old boss, Mia Fey, died from murder. Her younger sister, Maya Fey, age 17, was arrested for her suspicion of murder against her sister. I took her case and proved her innocent. Now, she's an assistant for me and is quite helpful when gathering evidence.

July 15, 9:22 AM
Wright & Co. Law Offices

I came in and spotted Maya watching a DVD. Bullet in a Bible I think it was called. The band was Green Day. Seems Maya is a bit of a fangirl when it comes to them.

"Nick!" Maya turned to me and smiled. "Good Morning!" I smiled back at her and looked at the screen. There was a guy who was jumping around as he played guitar.

Welcome to a new kind of tension.

All across the alien nation.
Where everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
For that's enough to argue.

"I wish I could jump like Billie! He's such a ball of energy!" Maya giggled as she continued watching. I sighed and turned off the DVD player.

"Hey! I was watching that!" she whined. She had it the volume at a really high level and I could feel my head pounding.

"You can watch it later, when people won't be complaining about it being played so early in the morning." I turned the television to the news.

"It's already nine! People won't be—," her words were cut short as the news reporter started talking.

"Now for the morning news. Green Day front man, Billie Joe Armstrong was arrested yesterday night from suspicion of murder."

"WHAAAAAAAAAAAT!' Maya stared blankly at the television screen as the reporter continued.

"The victim was 34 year old, Jennifer Ezell, a high school friend of Armstrong. Her body was found on the floor in her bedroom. Police found a bullet wound in the body and also found the murder weapon, a .22 caliber, next to the body. Police are investigating further."

I looked at Maya and she looked like she was going to cry.

"This is a nightmare!" she suddenly screamed. She got up and started pacing. "Billie would never kill anyone! Let alone a friend from high school!" She returned to her seat and sat down in a huff. "Green Day is over. The world is over."

She looked so sad. I turned off the television when I heard the phone ringing. I looked at Maya, who looked like she wasn't going to move, and went to answer the phone.

"Hello?"

"H-hello? I-is this Wright & Company Law Offices?"

"Yes, how may I help you?"

"I need a defense attorney."

"Okay, what's your name, sir?"

"Billie Joe Armstrong."

My eyes widened. Maya would go nuts.

"O-okay. You're down at the Detention center I'm guessing?"

"Yeah."

"Okay, we'll be right there." I hang up the phone and look at Maya.

"We've got a case." She sniffled and looked at me.

"Who is it?"

I gulped and argued in my head whether to tell her the truth or not.

"It was…" Just say it! She'll be glad to help.

"It was…?" Maya repeated. No way, she'd act all crazy. Like when we met the Steel Samurai.

"It was…" SAY IT "Billie Joe Armstrong."

Her eyes widened and she had a smile on her face.

"Great! Now we can prove Billie is innocent!" She grabbed my arm and started for the door. "Come on, let's go!" I was caught by surprise but I guess I can't complain. He asked for us to be his lawyer and I told him we'd be there.