Memories of Deception

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memory detective,friends with Jaxon and rivals with Lyra,short black hair,analytical and secretive

tech genius and hacker,friends with Elara and Lyra,tall with curly brown hair,witty and loyal

memory thief and antagonist to Elara and Jaxon,long blonde hair,cunning and charismatic

I remember the explosion.

I remember the burning.

I remember the man who pulled me out of the wreckage.

But I don’t remember my name.

Or how old I am.

Or where I live.

Or who my family is…

The only thing I know is that I have memories that aren’t mine.

Memories of a little girl from five years ago.

I remember her running through fields of tall grass, her ponytail bouncing behind her.

I remember her climbing a treehouse in a backyard filled with swing sets and badminton nets.

I remember her sitting on a lap in front of a crackling fireplace, listening to a man read ‘Twas the Night Before Christmas.

Five years ago.

Five years ago, this little girl’s life was destroyed.

Just like mine.

And then there’s him.

Jaxon Ryles.

My best friend.

My tech genius extraordinaire, hacker, and all-around bad boy.

Together we’re going to find out who stole my memories, who killed my family, and why I’m left with this strange new life.

I sit in the dimly lit room, surrounded by computer screens and wires.

My face is tense, my eyes scanning the data Jaxon pulls up on the screen.

Jaxon types furiously, his brow furrowed in concentration.

His fingers move so fast over the keyboard that it’s hard to keep up with what he’s doing.

He’s a genius, but even geniuses have their limits.

"These memories aren’t just random," he says, glancing at me.

I nod, my fingers tapping nervously on the table.

"We need to find the source," I reply.

Jaxon nods and continues typing away.

He’s trying to hack into a secure database that he shouldn’t be able to get into, but Jax is a genius.

He can do things that most people can’t.

I watch as he works his magic, his fingers moving quickly over the keyboard.

After a few minutes, he looks up at me and smiles.

"Got it," he says proudly.

I smile back at him and lean forward in my chair.

The screen flickers for a second before a list of files appears on the screen.

Jaxon scrolls through them quickly until he finds what he’s looking for.