I WANDER SLOWLY
THROUGH DESERTED CORRIDORS
WAITING, FOR MY TIME

A TIME TO GLITTER
LIKE A STAR IN THE NIGHT SKY
TIME TO BE MYSELF

TEARS RUN DOWN MY CHEEKS
GLIMMERS OF MY MEMORIES
SURFACE IN MY MIND

DONT WANT TO BE BEST
DONT WANT TO BE BEAUTIFUL
WANT TO BE NOTICED

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'Today new leads have been found in the Scarletta case-' I tuned out the tv. I Had seen this earlier. They were dumber than I expected. I felt cheated,almost. Sigh. They hadn't found the correct leads yet, though they were right before their eyes. Literally. I threw the remote at the table, wich groaned in protest. Stupid crummy hotel. But hey,it's cheap,what d'ya expect. Incredibly cheap. I would have to remember this place. After a glare around my room (and at a few people on the way out) I went to go find some coffee.
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Sunlight.Eurgh.Rather than face this,and face getting up, i buried my face in Klaviers chest.
'Morning, fraulein.Dont feel like getting up yet??'
'Morning...'
'Dont want to go investigate a crime scene...?!?'I lifted my head up.I love crime scenes - until they got messed up, anyways.
'Did you say crime scene??'I grinned.He knew me well.
'Yeah.A murder scene.The 'Scarletta' case.' Even better.
'Time to get up!!'
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I glared at Klavier while searching for any kind of lead.This was a complete mystery of a case.No leads could be found,no posible suspects...no anything. And Klavier wasn't exactly helping. At the moment, we had no suspect, therefore, no one to prosecute. But he insisted on trying to help.The problem is that he usually did more bad than good.
'Found anything yet??' A voice from behind me instantly calmed me. As much of a hinderance Klavier was, he wanted to help. He also new that this was something i enjoyed. So, he tried to help as much as possible... wich was both cute and helpful. I liked to do some pokin around before the forensics team ot here, and i also liked spendng time with him. So this amounted to a very good day... if he didnt break anything.
'Not yet.' It was quite irritating having to admit this. Well, we had worked out one thing. This was one very well planned out murder.
'We'll find something soon...or at least, you will' I turned round to give Klavier a hug. He could be so sweet sometimes.'Its just a matter of time.' He stroked my hair softly, comfortingly. I took a deep breath, feeling better already.
'We just need to look beneath the obvious. Though, the body being missing doesn't exactly help.' I looked up at Klavier's face as he froze. His eyes looked confused as he stared at the floor.
'There is something odd about that floorboard...' I focased on it. Yes,there most certainly was something odd about it- it was raised microscopically higher than the others. A difference that could only be noticed if you were looking for it. Breaking free of Klavier's embrace, I walked over to it and knelt down.
'I'm gonna test for fingerprints.'
'What? But we dont even know if it is anything yet!'
'Yes, but if it is, I want to get fingerprints now, before we wipe them off or something.'
'Nice thinking fraulein, but i think you meant before I wipe them off!!' I quickly got some prints for future reference - I knew that i would need them later on.
'You done now??' Klavier was grinning like an excited child on christmas eve, and i couldnt help but feeling the same way myself- I mean, finally!!!
'Yep!!'
'Good!!!!' With a smile that could save rudolf a job, Klavier ran his fingers along the paice of wood, trying to work out the secret. And I couldnt help but think how gorgeous he looked, smiling like that...with a tapping sound, the peice of wood came free.
'Woah.'
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'Hey Gumshoe!!!'
'Hey Ema! How are you and Klavier??' sigh. He was nice enough, but he didnt seem to realise that if i called him at work, it was because of a case.
'We're fine. We have just found a lead in the 'Scarletta case'.We need some more detectives and possibly a forensics team.'
'Sure thing Ema! Shall i also bring some coffee?It sounds like you're gonna be there for a while pal!!' That was nice. Trust him to think about the details rather than things of importance.'Thanks pal!'
''Kay. It'll take about half an hour to get everyone.See you soon pal!' Excellent. That gave us slightly more time to poke around by ourselves.Yay!! Glad that Klavier had thought to bring a flashlight,(but, seriously, what kind of man had a flashlight in hand? Had he already came up with the possibility of this??) i searched into the corners of the little room, observing from a distance. We only had a limited amount of time before the wolves descended, so I had to be careful with my choice. I didnt want to waste any time.
'Hey, fraulein! check this out!' Klavier looked excited. Or maybe he hadnt calmed down yet. One of the two. Blinding him with the flashlight, i crouched next to him. Interesting...
'About time. I overestimated you...'

a secret room

For a moment, there was silence.I didnt say anything. Not just didnt. Couldn't. Because the man in the shadows, was one we knew well. And one who was pointing his gun straight at Klaviers forhead.
'Have you missed me??'
'Ghah-'
'I bet you had forgotten about me, just like everyone else' He sneered.
'N-no...'
'Liar! What reason would you have for remembering someone like me? None.Just like everyone else.I am of no importance.' I opened my mouth to find that no sound came out.Bugger.Great timing. I could usually speak for hours without taking a breath. And for once, I had something that I needed to say. This was Klaviers life on the line. I wanted to jump in and switch places with him, so I would be dying instead, so he would be safe. In this case a lame attempt would make things worse.If he realised how much Klavier meant to me, then that would be an ace in his deck.I could feel the masked look of concentration on my face and, knowing that they could too, tried to straighten it out.The floor was begining to look fuzzy were I was staring at it and it took me a moment to realise that I was shaking.Uncontrolably.
'What do you want, Nathan?' Klaviers voice was a whisper.So soft, realising that the slightest mistake and he would be biting the dust down here.
'Hmriara....' Great contribution from me. A noise that sounded as if it came from a strangled cat.This was not helping Klaviers situation.
'Hmm... you remember my name... only one who does...'
'You didnt answer my question. What do you want?'
'To be noticed.....'
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I earned a few glares as i charged around the precinct like a bull in a china shop. I even had the others following me.That probably made it worse. Some of them are nearly as clumsy as me. I noticed that Kerry had lagged behind a bit.
'C'mon Kerry! Remember, lives are hanging on this one, pal!' Yeah, to right lives were hanging on this one. Ema and Klavier's! I could only hope that we could get there in time...it was just around the corner, after all.... I tried to speed up the group a bit as we rounded the corner, and the builing came into veiw.

BANG!!!!!
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'Gahh...'My mouth was open from shock, and I couldnt quite work out how to close it. Despite the odds, he had missed. Despite the odds, luck was on my side for once. And man, all the bad luck in the world from now on, was worth it.Totally. I could now feel a grin stretching across my features, that faded slightly as I then saw again Nathan's expression. The dark sorrow that struck his eyes was unbearable to look at, the shadows caused by his tears highlighting it even more. And I felt...sorry...for him. It caused such pain to look at the face... letting slip a little of how it must feel to live it... and yet, I still didnt entirely understand. I doubted I ever would. The look before the trigger was pulled... it wasnt anything, it was everything.Everything he had ever felt, all poured into that one act.
That one act...

That one act...

*'The reason that you dont understand, and never will!!! You are not like me! You haven't lived the way I have,felt what I have felt! You never will! My brother... who cares if he was guilty?! The evidence used was forged!!! He was convicted rightly, with the use of the wrong methods... and the press made him out to be a heartless son of a bitch!!! He may have done the wrong thing, but it was never planned!! It is almost like I have lived in his shadow.Almost as if I have been him, continuing his life... I have been discriminated... hated... even feared! Shop assisstents watch me as i enter, looking for a visable weapon. My school days... my teachers tried to keep me away from all of the oter kids... afraid my laughter would turn to bloodlust.Never accepted. Never wanted...always blocked from memory. None of that would have mattered. If I had the knowlede of justice!! Hidden from us all-that shameless peice of evidence!!! The truth would have never been revealed, had it not been for that case. I have been here all along, biding my time. When he was being convicted, even then there were rumors of forgery in the prosecutors offices. I had this planned all along! While we got shoved together to keep each other company, I was planning your death. Just in case. You see, your sister was at the heart of it all. I had it all worked out. My brother would die... and so would her sister.' I fumbled with the phone in my pocket, our only hope of escape-.
'NO!!!!! Thats not how its gonna roll!!! You shall not hurt my Ema, not on my life! Why should death lead to more death? Lana did what she thought was right. To protect Ema. Just as you try to avenge your brother now.Are you really that different-'
'Thats enough!' The silence that followed was unbearable, and seemed to last for a lifetime. His face was enough to make my heart burst. It was enough to kill. All of his lifes insecurities fell apon him at the same time.And it was Klavier who would pay the price. I could do nothing, I was frozen as his shaking hand lifted the gun, his finger pulling the trigger...
BANG!!!*
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He is Joe Dark's brother. He is being driven by memories that have become fuzzy over time, and he wants to get revenge on Lana, because of the forged evidence used to convict Joe.

'Freeze, Pal!' My God, what a scene. Ema sat in a corner crying, not blinking, her eyes fixed on the people in front of her.Klavier, was in the center of it all, for the first time since I had known him, he looked scared. And he had a right to be. After all, there was a gun pointing straight at his forehead.

'Put the gun down, slowly.' I commanded, trying to sound cool and in charge. Something I was never very good at. Then he smiled, almost as if he could read my thoughts. And then... began to lower the gun? FInally I could breathe again.
'Eek!' I glanced at Ema. She looked even worse than I felt. And that was saying something. Suddenly a new wave of fear entered her face, and I turned towards Darke... Bang!
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'You let him get away?!' The fool.Honestly, he was just the type to run around with Phoenix Wright and Miles Edgeworth.
'He had just been shot.' Pathetic.
'In the arm, fool. And there was about 8 others with him. Inexcuseable!' My fingers twitched towards my whip. god, I wanted to whip the fools. Both of them. But a Von Karma is perfection, and I couldnt lose to such a fool - I had made an agreement with Miles a few days ago. If I didnt whip anyone, he wouldnt watch pathetic Steel Samurai reruns. He wouldnt back down until I did, and I wasnt gonna back down anytime soon. I would have settled or orting out Gumshoes wages, but thanks to that fool Miles Edgeworth, he had recently received a pay rise and promotion, and it wasnt going to go down again any time soon. I turned to glare at Miles. He was smirking as if he could tell what I was thinking. He probably could.I couldnt help but glare frustratedly as I thought of how much I wanted to use my whip. Grrr. I turned back to gumshoe.
'Any idea where he went?'
'None at all. He disappeared without a trace.'
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I was miles away, yet I was still running. And I would carry on running. Running as fast as I could. And if I had it my way, I was never gonna stop. I sped up, so the trees around me became a blur, along with the imagesflashing in my mind. If I could go faster, I would. I wanted to run, to run so fast that the images came and went so fast that there was nothing but blackness, nothing but the sound of my breathing, nothing but the feel of sweat running down my forehead. Nothing. Nothing at all.

'Im sorry.'

I had a chance to take, heaven sent, the perfect opportuninty. Yet I couldnt manage, still. I failed in the simplest of situations. I waited to long. I thought about what I was doing. An amature's mistake. And now, as I run away from opportunity, the scent surrounding me isn't blodlust. It is regret.
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'Klavier, Klavier,Klavier!' Ema was beyond controling. She was shaking, sobbing in a heartbroken manner, that made me glad that Klavier wasn't here, saying his name over and over. As much as it would hurt him to see her like this, she needed him.

'Shhh.' I tried to comfort her, wishing I could do a better job.Sigh.'Dont worry, Ema. Klavier will be back soon. He just needs to tell Gumshoe everything that happened before he got there. He is fine, without to bad an extent to his injuries.' Ema sobbed harder. Maybe it was just releif, but it was also possible that I had unwelcomly reminded her that Klavier was injured.

A lightbulb lit in my head (one of very few), as I spotted Miles talking to Franziska.
'Hey, Miles.' I gestured for him to come near me and Ema.'I'm going to go find out how long this is gonna take. Stay here with Ema for a moment, would you?' Miles lookes slightly unnerved as I passes Ema to him. Ema was so distraught, it was like cudding a crying baby. Just wanted a teddy or person to cling to.

As I walked over to a vending machine, I watched Ema's face. She may be upset, but she was still vaguely aware of her surroundings, and very aware now, of the fact that Miles would go home to his wife and tell her what had happened. And tomorrow,Ema would receive a very worried phonecall from Lana, who would insist on trying to help her. I couldnt help but smile slightly,as I saw Ema immediately try to pull herself together. I knew it would do her more good to cry, but some of the detectives needed to talk to her. And even now, minus the tears, that would be a very lengthy process. This was going to be one very long day.
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Lana has a form of depression, and also worries a lot about Ema, because of everything thats happened t her. Put this with what Miles told her...

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'Shit,shit,shit,shit,shit.'
Well, this was a great use of time. When I could be plotting the next stage of my plan, I was sitting here cursing myself.With good reason. The simplest of plans had failed. Fucking wonderful.As I sat there chewing absent mindedly on Doritos, they were out there somewhere, living their happy lives, handing out information on me. As I frustatedly crumbled up the empty crisp packet, there was a knock on the door. Yet no-one knew I was here. And I had specifically asked all the hotel staff to leave me alone.
'Hello, Nathan. Long time no see.'
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I felt slightly better as I saw his face full of fear, and I could predict all the questions that he would ask. How did you find me? What are you doing here? Why did you do that to my brother?
'What the fuck are you doing here?' Bingo.
'I wanted to discuss something with you.' He hadn't recovered yet. Too bad.
'Ho-how did you find me?' He was stammering. So he should. Oh god, he should be scared. He was gonna pay.
'For me to know and you to never find out.' I could see he was starting to recover and his hand was itching towards his pocket. I decided to beat him to the punch. I pulled the gun from my pocket.
'I wouldn't do that if I were you.'
'What're you gonna do? Hand me over?'
'Nope.'
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You would have guessed correctly,

'Lana...' Miles obviously didn't know what to say. he knew nothing of why I was really in here, what had happened, and he never would. Knowing how much I loved him would have to be enough.
'I love you, Miles.' I was praying that he wouldn't hear the slight note of hystreria in my voice as I said these words to him. I moved closer to him, thankful that they had allowed a meeting without being seperated by glass. It was only because of the baby, and my friendship with some of the workers here. But I was thankful. I needed this. I moved my lips slowly towards his, feeling the rare happiness as his lips touched mine, so soft.His arms around me, so tight. Content in the cagae of each others' arms.Almost like a sculpture, we stayed glued together until we were both out of breath and slightly dizzy. I clung onto the moments of beauty, his scent surrounding me, the happiest memory, reliving the moments to keep for when I needed them the most. My last memory.
'Ah-hem. Mr Edgeworth, there is someone here looking for you.'
'This is for you.' I handed him an envelope. Miles looked puzzled. He looked deep into my eyes and I knew he could see how much this meant to me.
'Thanks, love.I'll see you tomorrow.'Said with the vaguest hint of a question, a hint that he probably couldn't detect himself. He leaned in and kissed me one last time before leaving the room. I wanted to call after him, tell him everything, the whole truth. I wanted to be surrounded by his embrace as he told me it was going to be ok, see the look of comprehension as he finally understood. I couldn't leave him in the dark, not after he had been through so much. He didn't deserve anymore pain. And that is why I couldn't tell him to his face.
6:00
I walked slowly towards the small, bar covered window. Sunset. The warm blue of the sky covered in blood.

My blood.


I had friends here. Friends who thought I deserved to be congratulated for being in here. Friends who had done me a favor to convey their thanks. I picked up the bottle and through piles of white tablets, I shook out four pink tablets.

All the memories I had saved ran through me now, bringing me strength.
'I love you, Lana!' Ema's voice, the savior through a dark time.
'Lana, you are strong.You will always be the strong one.' Mia. Even through the time, the time of hell, she had still wanted me to know how much she believed in me.
And now look how I've become.
'Honey, I'm home.' The feeling of delight the first time he'd been able to say that.
'I do.' The victorious look on Miles' face as he said those words, claiming me. And I'd wanted to be claimed, to say I belonged to him, giving me the sense of identity, and reason for life.
'I'm pregnant!' The elated feeling, above the world, as we realised we were having a baby, making a family, something that had a gaping hole from their childhoods.
'I'm afraid you have lost the baby.' The tears, the torment as this all crashed down. The words that took it all away.
7:30
These things that swam through my head, all of them driving me towards my next act. Slowly, saying goodbyes as I went, I lifted them to my mouth, and swallowed, staggering, watching my body fall.
'You only live once, you know.' A voice through the thick mist that surrounded me. The area between life and death. The area that no-one should enter, let alone return from.
'M-Mia?'
'You still have a chance, a life ahead. An opportunity I urge you to take.'
'....'
'You are stronger than me, strong enough to carry on, with a reason to go back. Miles, you can't do this to him. If you die, you bring him down with you. He would be taken under by the darkness never to surface again. The pain would kill him too. Every memory that gave you strenth a few moments ago, it is all reasons for you to survive. Use the strength to die and turn it into the strength to live.'
'But I don't know how.'
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30 minutes later, Miles left the prosecutors office. Opening his front door, he sat down to open the envelope feeling the cold loneliness of his home minus Lana. The note contained 2 words.
Visit Ema.
7:03
Miles walked up to Ema's home and knocked quietly on the door, and was let in by Klavier.
'Ema! Miles is here!'
'Finally!' Ema appeared in the lounge, looking incredibly happy to see him. 'I've been waiting for ages!' She ferreted under a bookshelf, finally pulling out a long, brown package, before immediately tearing it open.
'Its from Lana. She gave it to us a few days ago, with instructions on when to open it.' Klavier explained.
'Here we go!' Ema passed out individual packaes and envelopes that had been contained within the big package.
Miles slowly opened the letter and smiled slightly at the familiarity of Lana's handwriting. Lana's, very rushed, handwriting.

Dearest Miles,

I love you so much, please, please remember that. Remember, years ago, when we talked of destiny and a time to die - please remember my comment, and don't stop me. I am guilty as charged, and cannot live like this, now, after all of that. But I wrote this because I can no longer keep you in the dark.
I am a murderer, I am the one who orderered Nathan to go after Ema and Klavier. Why, I cannot tell you. Hopefully you will never know.
You are all that has stopped me all these years, you have been my reason for life. I told you to go to Ema for a reason. I wanted you all together, my family, when you received the news. Because I know how important family is. I lost the baby, Miles.

Tears stained those last couple of lines.

Family will often do anything for one another, and that is why Manfred protected you. He took you in, prevented you from being at all suspected let alone found guilty. When all this came up, years later, he couldn't do that to you. After trying so hard to help you, he cared for you like a son. He couldn't let you find out the truth. But at least he got his last wish, that you and Franziska would stay close, as siblings, his children. He taught you that the perfect win record was eveything, because that is what he had been taught. He did what he believed was right, as do I, hence why, now, you find out the truth. Miles, I urge you not to do anything rash. I have one more confession for you. I killed Neil Marshall. I love you so much, and always will,
With love, Lana.

Out of the pakage with it came a gun. The note stuck to it said 'This belonged to your father.'
7:25

7:32
Lana's was lying on the floor, dead in her prison cell.

Miles took the gun that Lana had left him. The rest was pre-determined.
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