So, here is chapter 7! YAAAAAAAY!

Sorry it took so long but at least I am actually trying.

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Ch. 7 Bested by Ice

Simon and Clary froze at being found out. Anna glared at the two from the other aisle.

"Are you going to keep standing there like a Peeping Tom or are you going to come out." Anna held her ankh in front of her in a defensive position, waiting for an attack. Vampires weren't known for being upfront about their attacks. Concentrating she drew three intersecting lines in the air, displaying her palm the lines blossomed into a bluish white snowflake. Instantly the feeling of foreboding and terror crept through the aisles like moving smoke. Clary felt a chill though her body, instantly her instincts told her to run. She turned toward the door to witness the sparse customers dropping their belongings and running for escape. "Now that we're alone."

"Clary? Simon?" Eric questioned looking at the two surprised. Even Anna's face displayed shock. "Anna I think you're mistaken I know these two."

"Eric…" Anna paused trying to find the right words to say, this was not expected. "This boy is a vampire. I am not mistaken. And Clary here is a Shadow Hunter." Eric looked between the three and laughed nervously.

"Ha, you guys are in on some joke huh…" The tension in the air was all but tangible. Clary had an idea why Eric was with her but she couldn't be sure.

"Eric what are you doing with her?" Clary asked.

"Well she's…umm…well." Eric struggled for the words to explain this very peculiar situation.

"He is a psychic." Anna answered for him. "Which means he isn't any of your business, Shadow Hunter. Now back off, I have a blood sucker I need to get rid of." She turned to Simon the air grew colder Clary rubbed her arms to try and gather warmth.

"Anna enough with this I know these two, Simon is not a vampire, besides he couldn't hurt anyone even if he tried." Though normally Simon might take offense to that at the moment he was grateful for someone to say he wouldn't hurt someone.

"You don't understand Eric, for a vampire, any vampire, no matter how well intentioned they may be at the start will give in to their nature and feed on someone. Just like how were-wolves give into their bloodlust and fey give into their sadistic natures. Downworlders can't be trusted." Eric looked at Anna in disbelief.

"I don't-can't believe that." Eric spoke with enough conviction that Anna's own certainty began to waiver.

"How would you know Eric, you've never met a Downworlder before." She turned to Simon and gave him such a glare that if he still had warm blood it would have turned to ice. "He needs to be ended before he kills someone." In the blink of an eye Anna's ankh was extended into a staff. Anna flipped the staff and held it against her arm, the top of the ankh over her shoulder her left hand was poised gather iced that sparkled like diamond dust in the air. Clary jumped in front of Simon trying not only to shield Anna but hopefully stopping whatever affect the Mark of Cain may cause. "Clary, I have control over my abilities I can kill whether you stand in front of him or not." Anna remarked nonchalantly.

"Simon, get out of here now, I'll distract her!" Clary shouted. When Simon didn't answer Clary dared to look behind her. Simon was turning blue like a frozen corpse, and he made a few movements like someone had put a confused Simon on 'slow-mo'.

"I wonder whether he can actually he can actually understand what you are saying?" Anna questioned.

"What did you do to him?" Eric questioned, green eyes wide in shock.

"Vampire's are a lot like lizards make it too cold and they begin to shutdown." The white haired psychic answered. With the thrust of her arm toward Simon's direction, the gleaming dust scattered through the air toward the vampire. But just as they reached him they were blown away toward the wall, slicing it. Pieces of drywall fell to the linoleum floor. Anna turned to Eric surprised. He shrugged and walked over next to Clary.

"I won't let you kill him." Eric voice was hard and determined, it aged him almost instantly. Standing with his feet shoulder width apart he breathed out abruptly. Using his powers to magnify the moving air of his breath, Eric shoved his hands forward sending a massive gust of air toward Anna. Though the psychic had not been expecting this turn of events she, protected herself in an instant. Raising her hand as if signaling something to stop the gust of wind ceased so abruptly a loud slap filled the deserted grocery store. Eric, for what seemed to him the hundredth time that day was surprised. "But how?" For a few seconds Anna struggled with whether to continue with her assassination attempt or not. In the end she knew that Simon needed to be spared. Her staff of her ankh melted into the air; she placed it back in her belt loop.

"Your power is Aerokinesis, you magnify and manipulate moving air." Anna began to explain. "My power on the other hand primarily consists of me slowing molecules down in order to make cold. Stopping you little gust wind was simple. Besides I have had my powers since I was six, I have six more years of experience than you." Anna looked around the store she walked over to her grocery cart and wheeled it over to the register. Grabbing her wallet she left some bills upon the register. "You have my number; call me whenever you want to learn more…but please be careful, this world isn't one to play with." Anna turned pushing the cart, the large doors opened as she approached turning her head; Anna studied the three through her peripheral. Seeing a psychic, a shadow hunter and a downworlder together, maybe it wasn't a bad idea, but every experience she ever had, except for one, told her it would only end in trouble. "A piece of advice," Anna called out. "Don't give your trust away so easily Eric, some of us have done that and we…have paid for it dearly." With that she was gone.

"So," Eric looked at Clary and Simon. "Care to explain?"

Okay so that was chapter seven…I am in a slump. Would anyone like to help me out? Toss me some ideas or something to get the juices flowing if I use your idea you will be credited and if I don't use your idea than well I'll thank you for the trying to help.