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The New Circle 36/? 
28th-May-2013 08:21 am
Chloe---spell
The New Circle (Part 2)
Title: The New Circle
Fandoms: Smallville/Secret Circle
Characters: Chloe Sullivan, Clark Kent, Pete Ross, Lana Lang, Whitney Fordman, Greg Arkin, Nell Potter, John Blackwell, Gabe Sullivan, Lex Luthor, Davis Bloome, Jason Teague, Tess Mercer, Oliver Queen, Patricia Swan...
Rating: T
Disclaimer: Don't own
Summary: Chloe Sullivan had a normal-ish life before the circle and John Blackwell turned her life upside down and gave new meaning to the unexplained weirdness that goes on in Smallville. Now life's a witch, she's a part of a circle she's not too sure she wants to be bound to, and not only do they have to worry about Witch-Hunters, but unknowingly to them another circle is on the hunt too.
Wanna thank tenshinrtaiga for betaing!


"Jesus, you can't be serious!" Greg's eyes widened, bringing his hand to his head as Whitney filled him in on what was going on.

Faye was somewhere in the backroom kitchen getting herself something to drink.

Melissa and Clark were doing an awkward flirtation thing where the two of them would speak, then look at each other and blush before looking away chuckling/giggling in embarrassment as Clark showed her around the Talon.

"I wish I wasn't." Whitney's voice sounded annoyed and worried, which was to be expected all things considering. "Some demonic looking hand just grabbed her into the pantry and closed the door and by the time we yanked the door open two seconds later, she was gone without a trace."

Clark motioned to the huge flat screen tv in the living area, reaching for the remote and turning it on.

Greg turned his back to them. "Is this Trial related?"

"We're not sure," Whitney growled. "I-"

"Greg..." Clark's voice trailed behind him.

"Not now, Kent." Greg shook his head. "So what's the-?"

"Greg!" Clark snapped.

"What do you-?!" Greg spun around in annoyance before his eyes widened in shock, seeing what the others had. "Everyone needs to come here. Now."

"What are you talking about?" Whitney asked. "What's going on?"

Faye entered the room, a can of Coca Cola in her hand as she moved to see what everyone was watching. "Oh great." She rolled her eyes. "Are we watching lame home movies?"

"Chloe's on the television," Greg whispered to Whitney before hanging up and walking towards the seat in the sitting area, eyes never leaving the large screen where Chloe could be seen in some sort of door-less, windowless room with a cobweb covered throne in the middle.

"What's going on?" Melissa asked as Clark collapsed onto the loveseat behind them.

"We were given free pass..." Clark looked down at the winged serpent tattoo. "Is this what this means?"

"Wait, you're saying this is actually happening right now?" Faye was suddenly interested once more, hurrying to get a better view. "So it's like reality television witch style?"

Greg didn't know what to say about that.

Melissa collapsed next to Clark on the love seat.

"And to think I thought this trip was gonna blow!" And with that, Faye threw herself down on the comfiest chair they had.

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So she'd gone all around the throne room running her hands on the smooth stone, making sure that there definitely wasn't some sort of hidden door and while she hadn't found any, she also hadn't found any traps so that was a little sunshine to her cloudy day. Chloe tried not to really think about the traps, despite keeping aware of any possibilities. Instead she tried to keep herself as calm as she could given the fact that Scales had said that these traps could and would kill her. She wished that the others knew where she was, what was happening and could help her, but none of that was possible and so she was left completely on her own. There was going to be no help. She was all on her own.

Taking in a deep breath, she told herself to keep calm and not use up the oxygen in the room faster than she had to, then Chloe began examining the floor bit by bit. There were symbols, hieroglyphics and mosaics everywhere, each fascinating and depicting a different magical culture. If she wasn't trapped and possibly about to die very painfully, she'd take the time to actually admire this place; everything about it calling to her on a different level.

Shaking her head, Chloe concentrated on the symbols, traversing the whole floor in what seemed like forever before finally reaching the other side of the room and finding nothing. She gazed up at the ceiling but other than the edges, the ceiling couldn't be seen, shrouded in darkness. It made her uneasy considering the place was very bright so that darkness shouldn't actually be there... but the girl just shrugged and took in another breath as she wondered exactly what she was supposed to do now given the fact that the walls and floor hadn't offered any sort of clue.

Tired, Chloe leaned against the wall – and then cried out as a symbol pushed inward.

She pushed away from the wall, stumbling away while turning to face it. Chloe's eyes widened as she saw that one of the symbols had sunken deep into the wall, leaving a dark hole in its shape behind. Something moved within the shadows, a grotesque hand reached out and then the other as two piercing green eyes stared out at her from the shadows.

Chloe's mouth parted as she screamed.

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"What the hell is that?" Diana whispered in horror. Everyone had only just made it to the Talon and crowded into the living room, watching the television in horror as a grotesque creature pulled itself out of the hole left by the sunken symbol. Its bones cracked loudly, realigning itself now that it wasn't stuck inside the wall anymore.

Moira's eyes widened. "No."

Gabe seemed just as horrified. "She's not ready for that."

Diana returned her terrified gaze to the television.

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Chloe backed away as the deformed looking creature, which seemed almost humanoid and yet plantlike as well, stood tall in front of her. Its eyes were endless black with only a small green dot for a pupil, its head large, its body elongated almost like an eel's, and those hands... those hands! It took once step towards her and then it was gone, Chloe's back hitting something slippery as those hands went around and held her prisoner as the spiked tubes it had for tongues latched onto her temples, driving its needle-like fangs into her head.

A scream erupted from her lips at the intense pain before suddenly everything was numb and cold, the blonde staring ahead of her as her world went black.

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"NO!" Gabe snarled, Faye utterly impressed by the mortal's viciousness.

Moira collapsed down onto the ottoman, eyes wide and terrified on the screen.

"What is that thing?" Diana's voice was cracking with fear as she looked between them. "What is it doing to her?"

Faye's gaze went to Cassie who was eyeing Diana more than the screen, worrying her bottom lip.

"That's a Boogonn Mortalis." Lex licked his lips, face emotionless as he stared at Chloe's blank eyes. "Better known as a Boogey Man."

"You're telling me the Boogey Man is real?" Adam whispered, eyes wide.

"Not in the way you might think of him, but the creature that started the myth definitely exists." Jason clenched his fists. "They were thought to have been completely extinct. They were hunted down fiercely around the 18th century due to the amount of casualties suffered."

"Makes sense then that Daddy Balcoin would keep one around as a pet," Faye mumbled.

"What's it doing to her?" Melissa asked softly.

Clark's eyes were wide and teary. "It's killing her."

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She could understand why he'd never gone easy on her, all things considered, but sometimes she just wanted to tell her father to just chill. Yes, they were being hunted all the time because they were Balcoins. Yes, two of her siblings had already been found and killed, but she'd been living safe and sound hidden for years and she didn't see how it wouldn't continue that way.

"You have to understand that he's just trying to do what's best for you." Whitney rolled his eyes from where he was standing by the window. He always thought she was a whiny baby and never took her side on any argument if he didn't have to.

"But he's... overwhelming." Diana was, as always, on her side, even if that meant she clashed constantly in opinion with Whitney, who she usually agreed with. She sat upon Clark's lap, playing with his hair. "We can't do anything, Whitney. We're trapped in his fear. He even acts as if this Circle is his old one and not ours."

"You need to stand up to him," Melissa pointed out from where she was playing solitaire with Greg. "I get that he's worried about you guys after all that's happened, but still, he's almost creepily so."

"He's a dad. Every dad is creepily worried about his daughters," Clark pointed out, pressing a kiss to Diana's shoulder, obviously referencing the fact that it'd taken a lot of convincing to get John to accept their relationship.

"I don't know, I think you must be shady looking." Greg snickered, playing a card. "Melissa's dad loves me."

Melissa rolled her eyes although she was smiling.

Chloe rolled her eyes, about to open her mouth and remind Greg of a certain chat Melissa's dad had given him concerning chainsaws and testicles, when she saw a symbol flashing against the wall next to Whitney. The girl narrowed her eyes as it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

What – what had that been?

It's almost looked like the drawing of an eye.

Her head – her temples – throbbed slightly in pain.

Shaking her head, she took in a deep breath. Chloe gave Diana a little smile when her younger sister looked at her worriedly.

"Getting back to serious conversations... What are we planning on doing about our little problem?" Whitney wanted to know, closing the window as he returned to where they were and sat down next to Chloe before pulling the girl onto his lap, resting his arms around her hips as he gazed at the others. "How are we getting rid of the Luthor Circle?"

"Why can't we just try this peace they're offering?" Melissa wanted to know with a pout.

"It couldn't hurt..." Diana shrugged before twitching.

"I'm with her," Clark piped up.

"She's your girlfriend, of course you're with her." Greg rolled his eyes before turning to Whitney. "You know we can't trust them."

Whitney slowly nodded. "They've proven untrustworthy in the past. I say, 'fool me twice, shame on me'."

"Chloe, you've got to be strong," Diana declared, looking much graver than she had seconds ago. "You can do this."

The blonde gave her sister a little smile. "Thanks."

Diana didn't smile back, if anything she looked more worried. "Chloe, you've got to be stronger than this."

That symbol, the one from before, flashed crazily between Chloe and her sister.

"I will." Chloe's head was hurting more. She turned her gaze from her sister (who was just acting very weird) to Whitney. "I don't think that-"

"Chloe!" Diana's voice was urgent and nearly crying, bringing the blonde's attention back to her. "Damn it! Be stronger than this!"

Everywhere around her, the symbols were flashing and the pain in her temples grew as everything around her began to almost shimmer... flicker... fade.

For one second – only one – she was in a dusty throne room.

But that second was all she'd needed.

This wasn't real.

None of this was.

There – there'd been a creature and then – the pain! In her head! It was-!

"NO!"

Eyes widening in horror, Chloe reached for her temples and yanked those needles out before turning and kicking the creature away. The illusion dropped away, shattering like glass all around her until she was in the throne room once more, the creature crying on the floor, the two things it'd imbedded into her head broken on the ground. It whimpered and cried before racing back to the hole and crawled back inside, its bones cracking and rearranging as it crawled deep inside before it was gone and slowly the symbol returned.

Chloe collapsed to her knees on the ground, breathing in and out, still slightly disoriented, bringing her hands to her temples and not surprised when they came back with blood.

She gasped, holding her palm as it burned, and when she was finally able to unclench it, she gazed down in surprise to see that, above the Hamsa, the point that reached upwards now pointed towards the Eye of Ra. Now that it wasn't blinking madly she could recognize it as the symbol that'd kept flashing in her fantasy, the one that'd begun to alert her to the fact that what she was seeing wasn't real.

The girl stared at the new addition to her heptagon star in confusion, not exactly sure what was going on.

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Diana stared down at her palm, where the winged snake design had disappeared, instead replaced by an intricate and beautiful Eye of Ra. "What-?"

Moira rose and grabbed the younger girl's hand, eyes wide in shock. "You're not the other Hand." Her blues went to Diana's face in shock. "You're the Eye."

"What are you talking about?" Diana looked up at her in confusion. "What does this mean?"

Moira stared at her before breaking out into hysterics, laughter bubbling out of her uncontrollably before she collapsed in her seat once more. "You saved her."

"What?" Diana, holding her hand, came closer. "What do you mean?"

"She heard you." Moira covered her face with her hand, body still shaking with her laughter of relief. "In whatever delusion the Boogonn put her in while it drained her life out of her, she heard you. She heard what you were screaming to the television."

Diana's eyes widened.

"I thought he sent you to her because you were her other Hand, but I was wrong, you're the Eye." Moira continued to laugh softly. "The Eye of Ra is a powerful symbol of protection which deals with safety, wisdom and prosperity... But it's also a powerful destructive force linked with the fierce heat of the sun, which is described many times as the 'Daughter of Ra'." She shook her head. "I should have suspected – but I never once – " She took in a deep breath. "Where Whitney is a warrior champion, you're an advisor."

"So, Whitney is Lancelot and Diana is Merlin to Chloe's Arthur?" Clark blinked.

"You – you could definitely put it that way, yes." Gabe nodded, just as dumbfounded as his wife.

"Wait." Adam frowned, not sure what to make of all of this as he eyed everyone. "If Diana isn't this other Hand – then who is?"

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Her legs were shaky but Chloe forced herself to stand, rubbing her itching palm against her hip as she slowly made her way towards the throne itself. The walls and floors were useless – and she'd already only barely made it through one of the traps, so she was taking her chance with the throne itself. She'd avoided it until then because the girl figured that it was the obvious thing to check so would most probably have a greater risk of being booby trapped than anything else in this room, but now that she knew even the walls weren't safe, she decided there really wasn't anything to lose.

Brushing off the cobwebs revealed more and more of the throne to her. It was beautiful and called to her in a way she really couldn't explain... and then she realized it wasn't exactly just calling to her but to Francis Balcoin's magic trapped deep inside of her. The blonde had to stop what she was doing and press her hand against her solar plexus, almost able to feel the orb trapping the magic inside of her, throbbing as she did so. She gulped down the nausea that built in her throat, forcing her magic to add another layer on that orb and keep the magic trapped within. There was no way that she was going to let it out. Not after what had happened last time. If Whitney hadn't done what he had – she shuddered to think what could have happened.

There didn't seem to be any secret levers anywhere and none of the symbols pushed in, neither did any of the gems. She got desperate and dropped to the floor, sliding as much under the throne as possible, summing her orb of light once more to cast away the shadows underneath.

There was an engraving in a near impossible to reach place.

Chloe's eyes widened. Maybe this was it! Maybe this was the way out!

She didn't know the language, but at least it was based on the alphabet and not hieroglyphic at least. The blonde frowned as she tried sounding out the words. "Martya xwar."

The letters glowed gold... and then something grabbed Chloe's ankle and yanked her out from under the throne, the blonde screaming as she came face to face with a creature that had the body of a lion, the tail of a dragon, and the head of a man with blue eyes, his mouth having three rows of sharp teeth like a shark.

"A Manticore." Chloe could feel her whole body going numb with terror. "I summoned a Manticore."

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It took all of Jason's strength to remain the way he was and not react to this new development as the large, monstrous creature stood in front of Chloe, its body language betraying his aggression, its tail flicking viciously. His gaze went to where Gabe had sat down next to Moira, both holding hands as they watched the screen in utter horror.

The others weren't doing much better either.

Clark was near an obvious nervous breakdown, unable to look away from the television, Melissa rubbing his back softly, she too unable to look away.

Greg kept flipping his lighter open and closed over and over again in a nervous tick.

Diana was shaking her foot in utter nerves, biting her thumbnail as she watched.

Adam sat next to her, his hand on her shoulder comfortingly, although he looked just as nervous as she did.

Whitney sat on Diana's other side, leaning forwards towards the television, elbows resting on his knees and hands clenched tightly.

Cassie hugged her pillow tighter to her chest.

Jake looked a mixture of fascinated and horrified. "I can't believe they really exist! Isaac said they'd gone extinct hundreds of years ago!"

"Obviously, Daddy Balcoin was a collector of Rare and Extinct Uglies." Faye continued sipping on her drink, eyes wide and utterly entranced with what was going on.

Lex... Lex just eyed everything with a calmness and cool that annoyed and frustrated Jason to no end.

This was a Manticore.

Chloe was most probably going to die and they'd just have to watch it and that was it!

Couldn't Lex at least act like he cared?

Clenching his fists, Jason forced his hazels back to the screen.

Comments 
28th-May-2013 04:39 pm (UTC)
OMG! You killing me here! :) Brilliant chapter.
Poor Chloe :( Hope everything's gonna be fine!
I liked Jason's point of view. Tries to hide that he is worried... Cute :) He really likes her, yea? :P
Anyway thanks for updating! Can't wait for more :)
29th-May-2013 05:44 am (UTC)
oh my... i love how much jason worries about chloe...
a possible second hand?... or maybe davis... i still can't see how he will fit in in all of this... ahhh more please!!!!

;)
29th-May-2013 11:39 pm (UTC)
Thanks! Jason's definitely fighting to look just as calm and carefree as Lex right now!
Thanks for reviewing!
29th-May-2013 11:39 pm (UTC)
Even though he wont admit it!
Davis........
7th-Jun-2013 03:38 am (UTC)
Oh wow!! look at all the updates I have missed. But it did give me time to go and reread all your other stories!!

Anyways!!! holy crap!!! The boogy man and a manticore!! So Diana isChloe's eye and Whitney is one of Chloe's hands!! Who is going to be bachelor numbero dos???
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