All Eyes on Me

Ana dug her spider legs into the floor, anchoring herself in place as she tried to pull Chloe out through the portal. The table might not move, but she was confident that she was stronger than her aunt.

"I'd never eat Amber, Auntie. I love my baby sister. You, on the other hand? I'm thinking about it. You never treated me like the others. Amber was your favorite, but how could she not be? And Phaedra. Well, I know how close the two of you got. You weren't content just having Mama and Mal. You had to try and steal away Phaedrea from -"

If Dalia had been there, she would have made a comment about getting caught monologuing. Which was exactly what happened to Anastasia as the sudden rush of wind that was Jackal's fist slammed into the side of her head. She wasn't expecting it in the least and went sprawling, losing her grip on the thread attached to Chloe.

Regaining her bearings, she backed away from Jackal and nursed the severe bruising on her face. She kept herself ready. He was fast, but she could dodge if she needed to. She was pretty sure at least that he couldn't crawl as well as she could if she got to the outside walls. "Well if it isn't the replacement boyfriend. You gonna kill me like you used to kill Mal? Do you think she'd be jealous if you splattered me all over the wall?"

"The conversation was already had, Jackie," she said, looking at the spear with disgust. She didn't know the details, but instinctual jealousy rose up in her. But this wasn't the time or the place. Ana started looking for a way out. A window, most likely. Jackal was fast though, so she would probably only get one shot to get away.

Slinging lines of web at and around Jackal, Ana made a break for the nearest window with the full intention to crash through it regardless of the damage she would take from doing so.

Ana wasn't expecting Jackal to be that fast. She wasn't that worried though when she proved to be a good deal stronger than him. All she had to do was get her fangs into that sweet caramel skin and -

Oh. That was a familiar sensation. She recalled when they were girls, Amber had used her strength draining on her. Or rather when she was a girl. Amber still was. And Ana was feeling the light headed giddiness that came with it. She laughed airily and swing her arm to try and knock Chloe off of her. "Noooooo f-"

She stumbled as the power nullification handcuffs went onto her wrists, and she blinked at it as her strength continued to wane. "-aaair. Oh my aunt Chloe. Bringing out the fuzzy cuffs already? Is this a menage a trois? What would Mom say?"

"You make it sound so petty and unreasonable, Auntie," which maybe was true. But Ana really did not care about any of that. She had suffered while Dalia got to live it up. She'd been cut out and she hadn't even done anything wrong. It was bias, really. The demon part obviously had to be the bad part.

"Oh a beach house huh? Are we gonna have mojitos? I didn't bring a swim suit. Hope you two don't mind me going naked. I don't want to get sand in this shirt."