Shih-na

Wishing is insignificant if you don't take action, but fine. I'll humour you.

There are very few things that I could wish for. You don't know what it's like – being a spy, being a double agent. You have to be able to react quickly and make decisions on the spot to make sure you aren't caught. You mustn't let your guard down, and above all, you have to be skilled as an actor.

Of course, I meet all of those qualifications.

I was part of the Yatagarasu, wasn't I?

It was interesting, to say the least. You would think that, after all of the people I've encountered, one of them would have figured me out much earlier (but of course, if they did, I would've qualified as the worst spy in the history of mankind). Surprisingly, I'm somewhat disappointed - in Lang, in Detective Badd, and of course Miles Edgeworth. They took their precious time trying to figure me out.

Or rather, figure "Calisto Yew" out.

Ahaha, I don't blame them though. Calisto Yew was a defence attorney. Withholding information was a breeze – after all, Edgeworth and the von Karmas pulled it off several times before. It helped that Alba had the wit to make sure that we, the spies of the smuggling ring, had carefully tailored backgrounds.

Phwwwh, I wonder how long he and his lackeys spent making up all of that information.

Although, I suppose it doesn't matter now.

Found guilty of smuggling, not to mention the murders of Byrne Faraday and Mack Rell – this translates to a death sentence. I shouldn't have anything to fear, but I do.

Surprisingly.

I was a spy for the smuggling ring since I left high school. I was sent around the world under several aliases – "Calisto Yew" and "Shih-na" were only two of them. I didn't mind – it was just practice. However, I did lose something in all of my work.

Myself.

Living under different names for more than ten years takes a toll on a woman. It's a hassle to learn to be someone else so quickly. There are people and places you must memorize (not to mention all of the legal jargon I had to know as a defence attorney and as an Interpol agent). It was a lot to do, but I did it.

Well, at the cost of losing who I was.

I probably should have known from the beginning that this was coming for me, but I never had the time to think about myself. Awaiting my execution – aha, isn't it ironic? It's only now that I have the time to reflect on my actions.

So you want to know my wish?

I wish for my identity back. I don't know who I'm going to die as yet – Calisto Yew? Shih-na? Another person altogether? Sitting here in my prison cell – there's only one person I know. She's so near, but so far away at the same time.

I only wish I could get to know her again.

A/N: Sorry a bit for the delay, school's coming up and getting ready is annoying T_T Updates may be less frequent now, what with school, dance, play rehearsals, but I do hope you'll continue to read!

On another note, I hope you enjoyed this chapter and as always, please don't hesitate to review!