A/N: Number two.

Setting: Modern Urban Fantasy AU. Unrelated.


Prompt: Runes

"Okay, done!"

Anna jumped back and observed her handiwork. A large grin threatened to split her face in two when she noticed that, despite her earlier worries, every rune was perfectly formed and united.

She wiped her hands on her jeans, getting white smudges all over them, but she didn't care.

She'd been planning this for months.

What could possibly go wrong?

I could summon the wrong demon, end up with my head lopped off, and be on the first one-way trip to Hell! Don't fuck this up Anna!

The redhead took a deep breath and mentally went over everything. Runes? Check. Space? Check. Sacrifice?

She glanced over her shoulder at her bag, the backpack filled to the brim with food; fruits, sweets, and dry meats.

Check.

Yeah, nothing could possibly go wrong.

Anna squealed and bounced on her feet. "Alright, all set! Let's get this party started!"

Grabbing her book from the floor, she began to recite the incantation:

Born of cold and winter air

And mountain rain combining

The words flowed from her mouth easily and the air around her began to chill. As she grew closer and closer to the climax, a mist swirled around her feet, growing steadily larger. Still singing, Anna glanced around the cave, a shiver running up her spine as she noticed frost crawling up the walls.

The runes before her glowed a vibrant blue and frozen fractals spread outward from the center.

Anna's teethed chattered violently and she gripped her book harder as a loud wind blew over her.

"Beware the frozen hea-"

A white light exploded from the runes and she was flung back with such a force that her ears rung in pain.

Oh god I fucked up! I fucked up badly!

Spots of color danced before her eyes and Anna let out a groan. "Ow, my back," she whimpered.

She was only vaguely aware of the stillness of the cave.

But she couldn't ignore the deathly cold that suddenly seized her heart.

Maybe this hadn't been such a good idea.

You think genius?!

"Um, excuse me?"

Anna blinked. The blurred shapes before her slowly came into focus. From the looks of it, she still had her head on. However, the runes she had taken pain-staking hours to write were unsalvageable, the entirety of her work covered in frost.

And in the center of everything, wearing nothing but a sheer, sparkling blue dress—was her mind deceiving her or was that thing made out of ice?—was

a woman that looked to be around her age.

Anna gaped, eyes taking in the crown of white-gold hair, slim legs, and (fearful?) blue eyes.

"Are you the one that summoned me?" the woman asked, hands wringing together.

She didn't look like a demon. Did I summon an angel instead?

Anna fumbled for her backpack, rummaging mindlessly through its contents. She jumped a bit when the blonde snapped her head to follow the trail of her hand. Slowly, Anna extracted a candy bar.

"Um, do ice demons like chocolate?"