"No! Dammit!" "Edgey, we got to get out of her-" "No! I'm not leaving him!" "Edgey, he's dead okay? Dead!" "No!" Edgeworth kicked one of the enemy agents. "I won't believe it unless I see his cold, lifeless body!"
"Thanks for suggesting me, Mia." "Anytime, Phoenix. I always knew you were spy material." "Even on the first day we met?" "Of course. Even though you were sick, I just had a feeling."
Mia led Phoenix down the dimly lit hallway, passing other agents. It was Phoenix's first day on the job, after training of course, and Mia was his director for the day. She was the one that suggested Phoenix to Chief Gant, head of the spy organization.
"How did your training go? You were gone for six months!" "Well, at first, I was terrible at everything. They almost booted me out until I beat Payne in one of the weekly wrestling matches." "You seriously didn't beat him before?" "Well, we only did the wrestling matches once a week. That was the first time I even attempted double legging somebody. Plus, they had one space too full. That's why they thought of getting rid of me."
Mia turned a corner, Phoenix following, shaking like a lost kitten in his black combat boots. "How did you do when they sent you to training, Mia?" "Oh, they didn't make me do training. I was a black belt in Judo and Jiu Jitsu, I knew how to use a sword, I wrestled for a little bit, and nobody even touched my butterfly knife."
Phoenix began shaking even more, scared of what he didn't know about his friend.
"Well, here we are. You'll get to see your team tomorrow. They're on a mission tonight." "What have you heard about them?" "Well, one's a little crazy, and the other sounds goth, but they really are kind at heart. My ex-boyfriend used to be on this team, but he went rouge. I'm sure you have heard about Godot." "Oh, I'm sorry. What happened to him?" "I killed him." Phoenix broke into a sweat, fearful of what Mia would do to him.
She opened the black metal door that read, 'B-19' and Phoenix stepped in, placing his new clothes on the bottom bed, figuring the other two boys took the top bunks.
"I hope you don't mind me asking, but how's your team?" "Oh, well my little sister, Maya is on it, plus a girl named Maggey. Maggey's a little clumsy, but gets the job done. My cousin, Pearl will join the team when she's old enough." "Oh, sounds cool."
Phoenix looked around the small room with bathroom over to the side. "Wow. Just a year ago, you had to take care of me. Now I know how to shoot a sniper and how to flip open a butterfly knife without cutting my hand." Mia giggled, leaning against the black door frame.
"Well, I hope you have fun. I'll see you tomorrow at breakfast." "Bye, Mia." Mia slowly closed the door, leaving Phoenix alone in the cold, empty room.
He decided to have a look at the top bunks to make sure they were taken. The one above his bed had clothes everywhere and the blankets were rustled. Phoenix looked across the room at the other bed. A few books were on the edge, plus notebooks. A bunch of black posters of probably rock bands hung up on the wall. "Must be the goth's," he thought to himself.
He climbed down the ladder, scared of what they would do to him if they found something out of place. He walked into the bathroom, taking a quick, cold, shower, and threw a huge white t-shirt on.
"Wow. Only 10 o'clock and I'm beat." Phoenix pulled the covers up and thought about what his team mates would be like, besides what he heard and saw. "I wonder if either have a girlfriend. That's a stupid question."
His eyes began to slowly close, covering like curtains until he feel into sleep.
"HEY!" Phoenix almost feel off the bed, due to the shout. "You the newbie?" He looked away from his bottom bunk to see a boy, probably the same age as him, standing like a drill sergeant, but looked funny in his boxer's "Oh, um, yes. My name is Phoenix Wright. Nice to meet you." "Hey! My name's Larry!" The boy, Larry, eagerly took Phoenix's hand.
"Edgey's in the shower now, but you'll see him soon." "Edgey?" "Yeah! That's what I call him anyway. His full name is Miles Edgeworth if you want to be formal, but I'm bad at names, so I do nicknames. Might call you by the wrong name too, Nick." "You already did." "Oh, sorry. What was it again?" "It's fine. You can call me Nick." "Okay, cool. How old are ya?" "Oh, I'm 24." "Oh, me too! Edgey's 23." "Okay. I'll make sure to remember that."
Larry leaned closer to Phoenix. "Edgey might give you a hard time," he whispered. "His dad was an agent and got killed by his girlfriend's dad. Not to mention Edgey's own teammate almost killed him. So go easy if he gets angry or anythin'." "Oh, sure. I understand."
Larry leaned back, stretching. "Who was your directer yesterday?" "Oh, Mia Fe-" "Mia Fey!? The sister of Maya Fey?!" "Um, ye-" "Oh my gosh! Dude! Maya's the best! She's cute, funny, and she's super nice." "Are you friends with her?" "Man, I wish. Every time I try to flirt with her, though, Mia comes in, threatening me with her butterfly knife!" Larry made a stabbing gesture, making Phoenix laugh.
"I didn't know Mia would do that." "Dude, you don't know anybody by first impressions." "Well, I had met her before." "Really? How? Where?" "It was kind of on accident. My ex-girlfriend made me eat this poison stuff, but Mia was on a mission at the time, actually going to arrest her because she had murdered others, so she saved me." "Before or after you ate the poison?" "What does that have to do wit-" "Everything." Phoenix sighed, glad he was getting along with Larry, but terrified of what was going to happen after that. "After." "Nick, your the one she was taking care of?" 'You know about that?" "Yeah. everybody that has been here for more than a year knows about it. They thought she was getting another boyfriend." "Wh-what!? No!" "That's what I thought."
The bathroom door opened for a boy to step out, looking young, but had gray hair, not to mention that his bangs looked somewhat like a bat. His ears had black earrings and he looked paler than most people, despite the hot shower and the steam.
"Hey," he said, not even turning to face Phoenix. "Names Edgeworth. What's your's?" "Oh, um, Phoenix Wright." "Welcome to the team, Wright." Edgeworth finally turned around to shake Phoenix's hand. He smiled and gladly shook it, however, Edgeworth had a stern face the whole time.
"I'm sure your directer told you everything?" "Yes." "Good. Once Larry's done with his shower, we can go eat." Edgeworth turned back around, putting the plain black t-shirt on. "Didn't know someone like him would have a six-pack," Phoenix thought, immediately regretting it.
"You took a shower last night, right?" Edgeworth asked, putting on a death black belt. "Yeah." "Okay, good. If you had to take one, then we would be late."
Edgeworth climbed on his bunk bed and grabbed a notebook. "So how did you do at training?" "Oh, well, I got through it. Near the end, I think I got way better." "Isn't that what you're supposed to do?" Edgeworth asked, smiling for the first time since Phoenix met him. "Yeah."
"Wow. This boy isn't half bad. I thought he was going to be really dark and scary." Edgeworth interrupted Phoenix's thoughts again. "What does Gant call you?" "What?" "What does Gant call you? He gives almost everybody nicknames, but only a few of the names stay once you actually join. Depends if he likes the new you or not I guess."
Edgeworth stayed on the top bed and set the notebook aside. He then started putting on his black combat boots similar to Phoenix's. "Oh, he calls me Wrighto." "Have you seen him since you started training?" "No. That's just the day I got suggested." "I see. Gant calls me Worthy. I guess he likes stupid nicknames." Phoenix stifled a laugh.
"Hey, Wright?" Edgeworth hopped down, both boots on and notebook in hand. "I'm sorry if I don't get close to you, Wright. If we become best friends or whatever, I don't mind, Just don't push it. It gets in the way of the job." "Oh, sure. I understand." "I guess this is what Larry was talking about." "Glad you understand. Larry doesn't, that's for sure."
Edgeworth opened the notebook and started writing. Phoenix didn't want to invade Edgeworth's privacy, so he didn't ask about the notebook. He put the ink stained pen to his lip. "That's good," he mumbled.
Edgeworth stuck the pen in the notebook and threw it onto the bunk bed "LARRY! Come on!" "Almost done!" "I swear, if we are late because you needed to fix your stupid mohawk, I will kill you." "No need to be a jerk to the hair, Edgey." "I don't know if you have noticed, but I'm known for being a stuck up jerk." Phoenix smiled, glad that he chose team B-19.