The Silver Stories: A Collection of Hexxit Stories

''Hello all! This is a collection of short stories I never bothered to publish. They're all favorites, and depict characters in little scenes. I'll post one at a time. Comment below if you want a certain topic!''

Story 1: Stingberry
Gray and Silver stood, back to back, surrounded by mummies. The adventurers had their weapons drawn and pointed at the shuffling masses of linen. But there were simply too many.

Silver grunted. "We're doomed," he murmured.

Gray turned his head. "Not so," he said with a wicked grin. Putting his hand into his pocket, he drew out a strangely shaped green berry. "Eat this," he insisted.

Silver popped the berry into his mouth and chewed. His mouth felt like he had just detonated a warhead in it, and he doubled over, retching.

Soon, his head cleared. Silver dropped his battleaxe and raised his fist. It was encased in a glowing, blood-red aura that flickered and moved like fire.

He swung his fist, scattering over a dozen mummies to the night air. They dissolved into scraps of linen.

Next, he pushed a surprised Gray away from the circle of mummies. With all his strength, Silver lowered his head and charged.

Mummies flew forty blocks away and splattered against the sandy floor of the desert. One knocked over a cactus. Silver wheeled like a bull, drew his axe, and charged one final time.

From far away, MC and FireSlime watched as a plume of bloodred dust rose into the air and was illuminated from inside. Silver leapt out of it, shouting a battle cry. "ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!"

His voice boomed across the dusty plains, scattering linen wrappings everywhere.

When returned to normal, he asked Gray, "What was that?"

Gray grinned maliciously. "Stingberry, my friend."