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The New Circle 40/? 
4th-Jun-2013 12:24 am
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!

"I, John Balcoin do swear by lineage and blood, by magic dark and wild, to hand over to the Luthor Circle my Firstborn child. Whether male or female take no mind, this oath I swear intending to bind, my Firstborn to the Luthor Circle given, in exchange for my successful mission. Lineage and blood, magic dark and wild, all within this Balcoin child, joined forever to the Luthor Circle from first awakening to eternal slumber, a living crystal to strengthen their numbers."

Those words were ringing endlessly in Chloe's mind. She'd put them to heart, memorized it word by word, knowing that it was important that she knew every single detail to the deal that'd culminated in the situation she was in at this moment. She'd told Moira and Gabe the exact wording and for the last couple of days (especially now that she'd survived the Warm Up), whenever her father wasn't working at Luthorcorp, he was at home with Moira looking through old tomes and trying to find a loophole of some sort to get her out of there. So far though, from what Moira was saying, the only options she could see were either to permanently Enthrall the Luthor Circle to Chloe's command... or kill them all. None of these options seemed even remotely plausible to Chloe. Not only was she really not looking forward to slobbering over all those people the amount of times it would take for a "thrall" to be made, but actually seeing a fully Enthralled Davis had creeped her out. She couldn't even think about multiple people being like that towards her.

"I, John Balcoin do swear by lineage and blood, by magic dark and wild, to hand over to the Luthor Circle my Firstborn child."

He'd sworn by his name, lineage, blood and magic. From what she was learning all those things were sacred to witches. He'd sworn by them to hand over to the Luthor Circle his Firstborn child. Her. He'd sworn by the holiest of holies to just give her up. At least he hadn't specified and said "Lionel Luthor's Circle" because then she'd be screwed with no wiggle room at all.

"Whether male or female take no mind, this oath I swear intending to bind."

Once again, that'd been pretty straight forward. If he hadn't said that then maybe, just maybe, since a Firstborn Balcoin girl was so rare it could be argued that John wouldn't have made that promise if he'd thought he'd have a daughter... But that argument was moot thanks to that little line.

"My Firstborn to the Luthor Circle given, in exchange for my successful mission."

This part explained the terms of the bargain; if he didn't pass the Trials then he wouldn't owe them a Firstborn – which was really obvious considering he'd die if he didn't pass the Trials.

"Lineage and blood, magic dark and wild, all within this Balcoin child."

She really didn't understand why this had to be repeated, given the fact that he'd already mentioned all this in reference to himself earlier on. And given the fact that she was the Firstborn it would have been obvious that she'd be the same as he. Also? It was obvious that she'd be a Balcoin.

"Joined forever to the Luthor Circle from first awakening to eternal slumber."

And dude, he'd bound her 'til death to the Luthor Circle. But what intrigued her was the fact that she'd supposedly been bound to them the second that she'd awoken magically. Did that mean that if her magic hadn't awoken then the contract wouldn't have been valid?

"Thanks a lot, Nell, for pushing everyone to forcefully awaken my magic."

Still, there was something about this sentence and the next that always stood out to her and she wasn't exactly sure why. It was why she was constantly going over the binding spell her father had used, going over it over and over again, trying to understand why these two last sentences really made her pause and feel that she was missing something. That they all were overlooking something very important.

"A living crystal to strengthen their numbers."

She got the whole metaphor and yet there was something about this part of it especially that made her have a little bit of a headache and a feeling that she should know something, or realize something, that she wasn't.

Bringing a hand to her head, Chloe made her way towards the back room of the Flower Shop, looking for a tylenol.

The construction on the school was being done in record time and they were promising that within the month, they'd have a high school which was even better than its predecessor. The school board was so grateful for all the upgrades and everything Luthorcorp was doing, that they'd announced to everyone that Smallville High School was being renamed Luthor Academy.

Shaking her head, headache growing, Chloe wondered how Linda would adapt to having to do most of the work again considering she'd gotten so used to Chloe doing most of it herself.

The door opened and Greg stepped inside. "So to what do I owe this summoning?"

"Let me get a painkiller and I'll tell you!" And with that, Chloe slipped into the backroom.

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"Married?" Whitney choked on his water as he helped Clark tend to the cattle.

"That's what Melissa said Gabe told them." Clark eyed the shell shocked look on his friend. "It's why you can sense her when something is up." He chuckled, slugging the blonde. "Don't worry. Melissa also said that Gabe mentioned that if Chloe binds other people to her Circle who aren't blood, that the magic will slowly get that that isn't the case with you two and that she's just being weird, even by Balcoin standards."

"I'm never going to let her live this down," Whitney promised, slowly seeing the humor in this whole situation.

Clark grinned, admittedly feeling a little evilly amused at the thought of the future teasing Chloe was going to suffer. "Just don't let her know I'm the one who told you!"

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"You don't love her." Jason was getting annoyed at having to remind Davis of this, wondering if Lex had been this annoyed with him when he'd been under Chloe's Enthrallment. He sat outside the reinforced glass door separating him from Davis. "You don't even know her name or what she looks like. She was wearing a mask for crying out loud!"

"It doesn't matter, not when true love is involved." Davis smiled dreamily, sitting on the ground in the Quarantine room, leaning with his back against a wall as he gazed ahead. "She is perfection and I will stay here until I die just to prove it to her."

Seriously, Jason was going to talk to Lex about allowing this to happen. Sure, it hadn't been planned, but Jason knew that Lex had had enough time to walk in and stop the Enthrallment from happening once he realized that Davis (and not the random dude hired to do this) was in the room with Chloe. So obviously Lex had just allowed it to happen out of some sort of morbid curiosity and then had ordered Jason to come to Metropolis and stay with Davis until this thing wore off, making sure he had food and water and didn't actually die as he swore he would all in the name of "true love".

"Her lips, they tasted like watermelon."

Jason sent Davis a little look before standing up, too agitated to remain seated anymore. "That's interesting." She'd never tasted of watermelon any of the times they had kissed.

"It suits her." Davis grinned, leaning his head against the wall. "I can understand why she prefers to use that taste."

"Nah, she prefers lip gloss that tastes like cinnamon." Jason couldn't stop himself and knew that he should not be antagonizing Davis right now; this wasn't his friend talking, it was the magic working inside of him. He knew that he should be more compassionate, understanding. Hadn't he been through the same thing himself? But the thing was that while he knew all of that he still couldn't help being so annoyed with his best friend. It was ridiculous. None of this was Davis' fault and yet – and yet the thought of Davis kissing Chloe and believing himself in love with her made Jason pissed off and on edge.

They'd never had this issue before. Davis wasn't the type to really spend his time being interested in women and for a while there, Jason had been preparing that whole "I knew you were gay all along and that's not going to change the fact that we're best friends" speech, but the confession had never come and after Davis' little fascination with the girl from the Luthorcorp facility in Smallville Jason had realized that his best friend wasn't gay at all.


The girl from Luthorcorp!

Jason grinned.

Once Davis was out of this funk Jason was going to go through the IT personnel of the Smallville facility and find the girl for Davis! Set them up!

He grinned, some of his annoyance leaving him.

"You're nothing to her." Davis surprised him.

Jason frowned as he turned his hazels on his best friend. "What?"

"She might have kissed you before, but you don't mean anything to her." Davis sneered at him. "She just used you. But she loves me."

"I doubt she loves either of us, okay Dave?" Jason sneered right back at him. "She's a girl who is scared and cornered and-"

"And I'll protect her." Davis stood, clenching his fists. "I'll be her protector. Her savior. She'll always love me."

He hadn't gone on like this when he had been Enthralled, right?

"Look, Davey, you're not in love with her and she's not in love with you." Jason felt the need to drive that home to his best friend. "Lex wanted her to kiss you, so she did. That's it. She wouldn't even know your name if Lex hadn't given it to her."

"And what? You think you're more important to her? That she loves you?" Davis snorted as he shook his head.

"I'm not saying she does, but why would a relationship between us be so hard to believe?" He knew he shouldn't be arguing with Davis in this situation; shouldn't be lowering himself to argue with a man who was out of his mind at the moment, but he couldn't help it. "When I was dying and she didn't know anything about me, she saved my life." He could see Davis' eyes darkening. "When I kissed her with the pixie dust so she wouldn't Enthrall me, and she felt it wearing off, she wanted to put more dust so she could keep kissing me." He felt like a total asshole and yet the continual darkening of those eyes, and the scowl on that face, meant he was winning. "She's attracted to me, and damn it, I'm attracted to her too."

Davis snarled and the next thing Jason knew a fire ball exploded against the magically protected glass. Davis' hands clenched at his sides before, with a sharp shift of his wrists, he sent one fire ball after another at the glass.

"Stop acting out. You know your magic isn't going to affect this door and you're not going to come out until you've detoxed." Jason leaned his fist against the glass, admittedly provokingly, as he stared inside. "Throwing a tantrum isn't going to help you."

"This is why you've kept me away, isn't it?" Davis stalked up to the door and slammed his fist against it exactly where Jason's was, body language and facial expressions threatening. "Because you knew that she and I share something special and you don't stand a chance!"

"Just listen to yourself, Dave!" Jason shook his head. "She doesn't love you! The sooner you get that the better!"

"Keep telling yourself that, Teague." Davis hissed.

"You know what? Fine. I didn't want to have to do this like this but I'll show you. Maybe it'll help snap you out of it quicker." He whispered an incantation, silencing any noise coming out from the Quarantine room as he pulled out his phone and dialed a number, placing it on speakerphone because he knew Davis would recognize her voice in this state. This was mean and damned awful of him, but damn it! He just needed Davis to snap out of it already! Before he actually really pissed Jason off!

"You know, I'm going to start wondering what sort of stalker you are," Chloe's voice was amused as she answered. "I can see you getting my house number, it's in the yellow pages, but my cell number?"

"You gave it to Lex so he could contact you if you're not home and I took it off of his cell." Jason turned his gaze on Davis, seeing the mixture of happiness and wariness on his face at the sound of her voice.

"Is he still pissed at me for Enthralling Davis?" She sounded a little awkward about that.

"That was more his fault than yours. He could have stopped it from happening if he'd really wanted to. I wouldn't be too worried about him, anyway. He's been spending his time going over the data he collected from the wireless sensors you were wearing when it happened." Jason ran his hand over his head. "How are you sleeping?"

"Fine, actually." She sounded odd. "Adam mentioned nightmares when he'd been harboring this power and, at first, I thought the Baku was what was keeping me sleeping so well so I didn't sleep with it last night, but it was just the same. I don't have the nightmares. I'm fine."

"Good to hear." He cleared his throat. "You wanna go for dinner sometime?"

There was silence.

"You still there?" Jason chuckled a little warily, turning his back on Davis momentarily.

"Did Lex ask you to ask me?"

And there she went again; pissing him off by assuming that everything he did was because Lex ordered him to do so. "You know, you're really going to have to start believing that I'm not some robot who only does what's told and has no incentive or desires of his own."

Okay, maybe he shouldn't have snapped at her if he wanted her to-

"Where would we be having dinner?" She sounded somewhat hesitant and yet curious.

He grinned, sending Davis a sideways glance. The sooner Davis realized she was not his and off limits, the better in Jason's opinion. "I have a feeling a five star restaurant mightn't be exactly what you'd like."

There was a pause and then- "I'm going to ask you something I asked Lex the other day but he was no help whatsoever."

He blinked, not exactly sure if that was a good or bad thing.

"You look like a heartbreaker."

He sputtered, this was not what he wanted.

"So that means that you must have wooed a good amount of women." She took in a deep breath. "So if you're trying to get back your partner, who thinks you've cheated on them but you haven't, but he won't listen to you because he thinks you cheated... What would you do?"

Jason felt so very confused. "Who thinks you cheated on them? Arkin?" He'd forgotten the rumor that those two were going out, something which he really hadn't taken much into consideration since he'd seen them together and they did not act remotely interested in each other sexually, much less like boyfriend and girlfriend.

"What? No. I'm talking about Van!" She sounded flustered. "And I didn't mean he thinks that I, uh, he and I are not, we've never!"

He found himself smiling, imagining her flushed and hands moving at the speed of light as she tried to explain herself. "So I'm assuming we're talking about two friends of yours and not you in particular."

"Yes." There was obvious relief in her voice. "Van and Dawn."

He had no idea who they were but was relieved as he nodded. "So I'm assuming Dawn wants you to set them back up somehow?"

"Something like that."

Jason raised an eyebrow. "How about this? We set them up on a date at a nice restaurant, without him knowing she's his date, and watch and see how things go?"

There was a pause and then... "Fan fiction stereotype Number 2."

"Huh?" Jason blinked, not exactly sure what she was talking about.

"How about we set them up on a date at a nice place and then we do something that doesn't require me having to look terribly out of place because I don't have the right attire for it?"

He grinned, knowing from experience that what he was going to say was going to piss her off. "I could always buy you something appropriate."

She hung up on him.

Jason laughed, shaking his head in dark amusement at this girl. She was right about something; he was used to dating girls and breaking their hearts, but he'd never found someone as interesting as her. And it wasn't because she didn't accept his gifts. There'd been others who'd done that as well. There was just something about this girl that amused him and made him want to tease her a little bit more.

And yet his smile slipped from his face as he turned towards Davis once more, finding a darkness and hatred in that face he'd never seen before.

Slamming his fist into the invisible barrier, Davis flashed him a murderous glare before turning and storming away to the opposite side of the room and sitting down.

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Diana hadn't been feeling so good, and that was why she was only now pulling herself out of bed and into the kitchen, looking for something to eat. Maybe, if she felt a little better, she'd go and keep Chloe company at Potter's Potts. But from how she was feeling, she doubted that she'd be of any use and if this was a cold she might give it to the blonde. It would probably be best if she just trudged back upstairs after nibbling on something and went back to sleep. She was no good to anyone if she felt like crap.

"I'm not sure we can trust you."

Diana turned to see Moira standing in the doorway, arms folded over her chest. "Excuse me?"

"You went and blurted our secrets to a Circle that, only half an hour before, attacked Chloe." Moira eyed her. "You might be the Eye, but I don't know if you're really suitable for the job. For a position of trust."

Diana felt like she'd been slapped.

"You got that designation because of how my daughter feels towards you and also the fact that you do care about her, you being the Eye of Ra betrays that. Only those who are most useful to the Soul, and closest to them, get chosen for actual positions, unconsciously by the Soul itself." Moira didn't crack a smile. "But I don't trust someone who'd just go and do that to us like you did."

"I wasn't betraying Chloe. I was trying to explain-"

"They had no need to know," Moira interrupted her curtly. "It's none of their business. Gabe was the one who allowed them to stay, not me. If it had been left up to me, they would never have been allowed to get this close to Chloe. Especially not given the fact that you've caused bad blood between her and her sister Cassie. I don't care what sort of problems you and Cassie have. Don't bring my daughter in the middle of them. She has enough trouble as it is without getting tossed into the middle of a cat fight."

"I'm not-" Diana tried to interject.

"You're not bound to her Circle yet, don't think your position is permanent," Moira told her straightforward. "If your loyalties are to your old Circle, I can't blame you for that. I don't hate you nor am I persecuting you." She sighed. "But I feel that if your loyalties are to them, you should return. Decide already if you're one of them, or a part of this group." She turned to leave. "Chloe doesn't need such a wishy-washy Eye; doesn't need to grow attached to you only for you to mend things with Cassie and your group and then leave when Chloe considers you a permanent part of her family or Circle – whether she wishes to admit that it's a Circle or not. If that's what you're going to do, then just go and do it now than later. Chloe's already had a mother and a father who abandoned her because they found other things more important than her. She deserves better than that in her Circle." And with that Moira turned and left.

Diana lowered her head, feeling worse than she already did.

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"And I'm only hearing about this now?" Greg raised an eyebrow, eyeing the note in Chloe's hand. "Why is that?"

"Things kept getting in the way." She made a face at the piece of paper. "But I got another one today and I'm just getting a little annoyed now. Obviously this person is all mouth and yet they're persistent little buggers."

"And all they say is: I know who you are?" Greg sneered. "They fail in the intimidation scale."

Chloe took in a deep breath. "I'm sorry to ask you, but could you try and figure out who it is with your special ability?"

Greg grinned lopsidedly, reaching out with his scarred hand. "Let's see what your own personal Sherlock can pick up."

Rolling her eyes in amusement, Chloe reached out and passed the paper to him, watching as he eyed it thoughtfully. She remained silent, knowing he needed to be calm and that just like her, he was still trying to learn how to use his newfound ability. It took him a couple of minutes, but then his eyes shifted, pupils dilated slightly, and she could feel the magic working in him. It was odd since she hadn't felt it quite like that before.

Greg's pupils returned to normal as he took in a deep breath, shaking his head as he brought his other scarred hand to his forehead. "I think I need some tylenol as well."

Considering she'd just brought out the pack for herself, Chloe handed him two pills and before she could get him some water, he dry swallowed them quickly. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah." Greg nodded, passing her the paper. "I saw who wrote and left this here for you to find." He frowned. "But it doesn't make sense."

"Why?" Chloe frowned as she eyed him. "Who did you see?"

"It has to be wrong. It was wonky." Greg licked his lips, face disturbed. "It was – it was almost as if there were two people who did it but it was only one person."

Chloe eyed him in utter confusion. "What are you saying?"

"Chloe... I..." He brought his hand to his forehead again. "The person I saw writing and leaving this here was..."

"Was who?" Chloe stepped closer.

"You're not going to believe me unless you see it too." And with that, Greg reached out and curled his fingers around Chloe's wrist, tightening his grip painfully on her as he pulled her closer, and when she stumbled into his chest, Chloe no longer found herself inside Potter's Potts but outside of it as a shadowed figure made its way towards the door.

The thing about this person, though, was that the body kept trembling and shifting, almost as if it weren't real, as if its disguise was failing.

One minute it was a man she'd never seen before... And then, as he stood after leaving the note, he turned to face her and it wasn't the man anymore.

It... It was...

Chloe gasped, eyes wide in shock and confusion. "John?"

That word seemed to cause the world to shake and return to normal.

"It can't be, he's dead." Chloe turned to Greg, completely shaken by what she'd seen. "And I've been getting these messages since before he died."

"The only way we're going to find any sort of answer is if we find that guy." Greg narrowed his dark orbs. "I don't mean to be an ass, but I'm thinking that until we know for sure who we can trust and that this isn't some sort of trap, we should keep this info from your parents and definitely your sisters, considering they are the ones who supposedly killed him. They could be working together on this."

Chloe hated the thought but she nodded. "I agree. We'll only tell those who need to know."

4th-Jun-2013 04:25 pm (UTC)
i feel like you write only for me at the moment.... where are your comments guys.... a little love for shadowglove please...

and a big cookie from me ;)
5th-Jun-2013 01:24 am (UTC)
Even if so, it's still worth it!
4th-Jun-2013 07:08 pm (UTC)
I confess I was a little sad after the 39. chapter...( No Jason :(, Chloe kissing Davis) But now!!! You did it! :D I'm so happy :) Thank you!
Jason teasing Chloe, hilarious :) Are they gonna date? Can't wait :P
Thank again! :)
5th-Jun-2013 01:25 am (UTC)
Yeah, Chloe's kissed most of Jason's Circle by now *facepalm*
7th-Jun-2013 06:00 am (UTC)
Ohhh naughty Jason!!! Pushing Davis' buttons so!!

Le what??? You just love throwing curve balls!! Don't ya??
So who is the dude that looks like John???
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