(This story begins in the game 'Super Chargers', specifically after the level 'Gadfly Glades'. Also, I am 99.99% sure that I am the only one who ships GlumshanksxHex. If this is a real ship, please inform me so I don't look like an idiot. Otherwise, I hereby dub thee 'Skulls'n'trollsshipping'. Disclaimer: I don't own Skylanders.)
Hex stormed through the entrance of Skylanders' Academy. She was soaked to the bone, and the slash on her forearm from that particularly vicious Toxic Tushie throbbed incessantly. The elven sorceress ignored it.
Hex turned right and started up a staircase. Stopping about halfway up, Hex placed her hands on the railing and vaulted over it nimbly to land on a small grassy outcropping. The ledge was only about five by five feet, but every inch was covered in a carpet of flowers. Hex sat down at the edge and allowed her legs to dangle down into oblivion.
She couldn't believe that she and her team had almost become trophies for that madwoman in Gadfly Glades! Calm down, Hex commanded herself as she allowed the nearby waterfall to soothe her irritation. Absentmindedly, she removed her glittering tiara and studied the delicate silver frame and pink jewel. Hex would never admit it especially not to her best friend, Blizzard Chill, but she had taken a liking to the dainty crown.
Closing her gleaming white eyes, she allowed the sun to dry her heavy gown as a memory started playing in her mind's eye…
(Memory takes place in the 'Swap-Force' Era)
"I bet I can beat more enemies than you!" Blizzard Chill challenged with a mischievous gleam in her luminous, azure eyes.
Hex allowed herself a small smile, "I accept."
To her left, Stealth Elf moaned, "Must you turn everything into a contest?"
"Welllll, I don' 'ave to," Blizzard Chill grinned, "But where's the fun en that?" With those parting words, the frost warrior leaped down from the tree where they perched watching the enemy and charged headlong.
Hex massaged the bridge of her nose due to her friend's antics, "Chill, you cheater! You never said 'go'!" Hex sighed and glanced over at Stealth Elf, "Looks like we're going to have to save her. Again." The elven sorceress gathered her voluminous skirts and gracefully dropped to the ground.
"Would it kill her to not impulsively rush the enemy. Every. Single. Time?" Stealth Elf muttered as she followed closely behind Hex.
The elven enchantress sent the ninja a smirk as she summoned a phantom orb, "You know Chill. I'm pretty sure she can't fathom the meaning of 'espionage' let alone your first name."
Having overheard, the frost warrior sent the two elves a playful glare, "Less talkin', more choppin'!"
By now the assortment of greebles and chompies had spotted the elven skylanders. Hex calmly released the phantom orb into the growing hoard of enemies. It exploded taking out a two chompies. "Hey Chill, what's the wager?" Hex questioned, "Money?"
"Naw, that's boring!" Blizzard Chill exclaimed as she summoned her narwhal, "Whoever loses has to go into the next elemental gate of her element and wear the hat she finds there!"
Stealth Elf watched as Hex's eyes widened a fraction in horror. "Regret accepting so readily without knowing what was at stake now?" the ninja teased.
"Never again," Hex swore as a hundred different scenarios played out in her mind, all of them ending in her utter humiliation. Her image of the aloof, somber sorceress could be completely shattered!
Hex focused on the task at hand with new found motivation and conjured up a storm of skulls. Unlike Blizzard Chill, Hex fought strategically and set her sights on the chompies to rack up some easy points.
"Oi, Stealth Elf," Chill burst out from across the battlefield, "That greeble was mine!" The ninja elf smiled beneath her face mask as she turned invisible once more and took out the next foe.
"What's your score?" Hex called out to the frost warrior.
"Twenty-three," Blizzard Chill answered smugly.
A slow smile spread across the elven sorceress's cobalt lips, "Twenty-nine."
Chill huffed under her breath and refocused on the competition, but Hex managed to maintain her lead. At least, until a stray ice javelin went flying at her head.
"Hex, get down!" the frost warrior shouted.
The elven sorceress was in the process of fending off three greebles with her skull shield when Stealth Elf tackled her to the ground as the javelin passed by above. The two landed in a conveniently placed mud puddle and were covered in sludge within seconds. The ninja elf's mask protected her from ingesting the stuff, but Hex, who had been chanting, wasn't quite so fortunate.
The elven sorceress sputtered and coughed as she and Stealth Elf were entangled in each other's limbs and half blind. Together, they struggled to stand and wipe the gunk from their eyes. Blizzard Chill finished off the last of the enemies just as the elves regained their sight.
"So," Chill impatiently asked Hex, "What was your final number?"
"Thirty-two," the elven sorceress gagged. She could feel the moist grit caught between her teeth and coating her tongue. Hex shivered with revulsion and her soggy gown weighed at least twenty pounds more.
"Thirty-four!" the frost warrior crowed
In an instant, Stealth Elf was at Blizzard Chill's side and had punched her on the shoulder. The ninja's braid was caked with mud and hung limply as her eyes flashed dangerously. "What was that?" Stealth Elf demanded, "I know you have better control over your javelins!"
"Oh," the frost warrior shrugged apologetically with laughter in her eyes, "Sorry 'bout that."
"No, you're not," Hex stated with a truly evil smirk, "But you will be. I admit to losing the bet, but you will be doing our laundry!"
"That seems fair," the ninja interjected before Chill could even begin to protest. The sorceress and the frost warrior could both tell she was grinning beneath her mask.
"But you're covered en mud," Blizzard Chill objected weakly, "Wouldn't it make more sense to request 'elp from an earth element skylander?"
"Oh yes," Hex replied sardonically, "Who should we ask? Flashwing or Knockout?"
"Besides," Stealth Elf piped up, "Your a water elemental. You should be fine."
The frost warrior grumbled quietly under her breath, but was otherwise resigned to her fate…
A few days later, the team was working their way through Cascade Glade. The elves wore clean, dry garments. The threesome exited a cave when Chill announced, "'ey Stealthie, do ya see what I see?"
"Is that… an undead element gate!"
"Indeed it is," the frost warrior confirmed. Hex felt herself pale as Chill and Stealth Elf both smirked at her impishly. The sorceress had hoped to put this off for a while. Slowly, she approached the gate and it reacted to her presence. If Hex had been walking instead of hovering a few inches off the ground, she would have been dragging her feet.
The sorceress completed the simple task assigned to her before she made her way to the back of the area silently pondering if she could spend the rest of her existence hiding here. No, that wouldn't work, Hex realized. If she took too long, Chill and Stealth Elf would just come in after her.
The sorceress had come to the end and nervously approached the large present. Never before had the obnoxious orange paper and crimson bow looked so ominous to her. With deft fingers she untied the ribbon. "Please not the plunger head, please NOT the plunger head," Hex begged. Unable to take the suspense, she quickly removed the lid and peered inside. There lay a slender, silver crown with a single pink gem. The sorceress groaned. Chill and Stealth Elf were never going to let her live this down…