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The New Circle 42/? 
5th-Jun-2013 08:25 pm
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!




It wasn't grand like the Luthor Manor and it wasn't intimidating and cold like the Luthorcorp penthouse in Metropolis, but it was still grander than anything else Chloe had ever been in. She wasn't even exactly sure where she was, given the fact that Brent had talked endlessly during the car drive and had taken up most of her attention, with Trent mumbling his little inputs now and again. All she knew was that it was an old warehouse that looked like a piece of crap from the outside, but inside was a state of the art, fully secured place that'd been subdivided into rooms such.

"Welcome to our home sweet home!" Brent grinned, arms flung out. "To be honest, I feel like a Lost Boy showing Wendy his home in Wonderland."

"Neverland," Trent corrected, arms folded over his chest. "Wonderland is Alice."

"Right." Brent nodded, not seeming at all bothered by the correction by his much more silent and subdued friend. "Come now, then, Wendy. Let's take you to meet Peter Pan and the other Lost Boys!"

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"How dare you even suggest that I would break our deal!" Lex snarled, slamming his hands down hard on his desk, not about to back down from this room of furious people, even if he was on his own given the fact that Jason was still babysitting an Enthralled Davis in Metropolis. "When Luthors give their word, they keep it!"

"I knew we couldn't trust him," Moira snapped.

"If you've hurt her-!" Gabe hissed.

Lex narrowed his eyes, his power glowing around his fists menacingly. "I had nothing to do with her kidnapping."

"That's a lie," Greg snarled. "You know the woman who kidnapped her!"

"I know a lot of women. Doesn't mean I'm behind their every action!" Lex snarled right back.

Whitney was silent and yet his hands were clenched so tightly at his sides that they were shaking.

Diana reached out and placed her hand on his arm, eyes wide as she pointed to something.

Whitney gazed down at her hand on his before going to where he she was pointing, the blonde's eyes widening.

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Chloe stood awkwardly in the room where more guys were gathered, all watching her as if she were some interesting sight to behold. She didn't see Gina anywhere and wondered if she was somewhere having her nose looked at. The blonde gulped, looking around the room. While there were many guys here, all of them intimidating looking, there were two especially that called her attention. She couldn't help her gaze from zeroing on them as they stood and gazed right back at her. One of them was fascinated and very curious, while the other had a smirking look on his face and his eyes… Well. The way those eyes raked over her made her a little self-conscious.

"Chloe Sullivan," the one with the smirk returned his gaze to her face as he stepped closer. "Welcome to my humble abode. Not many have ever seen the inside of our Headquarters."

"Wendy." Brent smiled. "Meet Peter."

"Are we doing the Lost Boys thing?" This "Peter' chuckled at Brent before returning his gaze to her as he stepped out. "We've been looking for you for a very long time. We're just glad we were able to find you in time."

"In time for what?" She narrowed her eyes, alert as he drew closer to her.

"The fact that Lex Luthor was so close to you proves that you already know what being the Firstborn Balcoin means." The boy drew closer 'til he was right in front of her. "The servitude."

How the hell did he know so much? "And you're here to save me from being a servant of the Luthors?"

"Of course." He reached out for her hand and brought it to his lips, kissing it. "Think of me as your knight in shining armor."

She was not buying this. "How would you do that and what's in it for you?"

"You wound me." And yet he was chuckling as he pressed another kiss to her hand before letting her fingers slip slowly through his, free. "I merely want to save you."

"And why would you?" She narrowed her eyes on him. "How could you? If you know as much as it seems you do, then you know that I've been promised to belong to a Circle with a Luthor in it. There's nothing you could do to stop that."

"On the contrary." He smirked, reaching out to brush a loose strand of hair out of her face. "I haven't introduced myself, have I?"

Chloe tilted her head up slightly to get a better view of his face. "No, you haven't."

"How rude of me." He gave a flourish of a bow, before chuckling and straightening once more, obviously enjoying this little game. "My name is Lucas. Lucas Luthor."

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"That's her." Whitney stormed over to the picture on the mantle and pulled it off, pointing to a girl grinning brightly at the camera while giving Jason and some dark haired guy bunny ears. "This is the girl. Gina."

Lex narrowed his eyes, furious. "You've gone too far." He jerked the frame out of Whitney's hand. "Get the hell out."

"Who is she?" Greg narrowed his eyes, stepping forwards and placing his hand on the frame before his breath was knocked out and his pupils contracted, obviously seeing something.

Lex pushed Greg back with a snarl. "Do not touch that!"

Greg stumbled back into Gabe's hold, a hand on his forehead as a shocked expression dawned on his face. "That makes no sense!"

"What did you see?" Diana turned to her.

"He thinks – He's not behind this." Greg stared at Lex. "I was wrong. He – she – He's more in the dark than we are."

Lex narrowed his eyes at the boy. "What are you saying, Arkin?"

"I'm saying..." Greg straightened himself, eyeing the bald billionaire. "You've been played."

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Luthor?

Another one?

But Lex had mentioned a sister, not a brother!

"I'm yet another bastard Lionel had and didn't care to give his name to, yet unlike my older sister Tess, I wasn't even allowed to know I was a Luthor." Lucas' smile was resentful as he stood. "I would have gone through my whole life not knowing who or what I was, why I was different, if... Well... Let's just say that someone made sure I didn't live an ignorant fool and I'll always be eternally grateful to that person for that."

"So what? You're a Luthor so you think you're going to "save" me by making me join your Circle instead of your brother's?" Chloe gave him a sneering smile. "Keep me out of your pissing match with him."

The other guy, the one with the straight, chin-length brown hair smirked in amusement.

"You have it all wrong," Lucas assured her, smirking with dark amusement as he drew closer, brushing a blonde strand out of her face and behind her ear. "I don't want you to join my Circle."

She had to admit it, this wasn't what she'd been expecting, and she fought with herself to keep from backing away, wondering if he mightn't have inherited the rare Luthor ability to steal others' powers. "Then what do you want?"

"What I want," Lucas began.

"What we want," the other guy corrected with a European accent while giving him a sideways look.

"Right, we." Lucas rolled his eyes before returning his gaze on her. "What we want isn't for you to join our Circle. What we want is to join yours."

Chloe's eyes widened as she stared at the men all around her. "What?"

"How we see it you need a Luthor in your Circle; it's the only way the pact won't make you a slave." Lucas folded his arms over his chest. "And us? Well. From what we can tell, you have three other siblings, two of which at least have no plan on joining in a Circle with you. Mikhail and I want their place in your Circle."

"I thought no one in the Circle here was bound because you didn't want to lose your solo magic." Chloe felt there was a catch somewhere, the whole thing just too unbelievable.

"I wouldn't have an issue with that." Mikhail gave her a crooked little smile as he raised his palm so that it was facing her.

Chloe's eyes widened and she moved without even realizing it, sidestepping Lucas and going to Mikhail's side, eyeing the Balcoin symbol burnt into his palm. "You're-" Her greens rose to his browns. "You're my brother."

He eyed her silently, almost warily.

Chloe couldn't help her lips from curving in a smile as she stared up into his face. "I've really wanted to meet you."

Mikhail's wariness slipped away, relief crossing his browns before he smiled back at her. "And I you." He eyed her before placing his palm between them. "I am Mikhail."

Chloe moved to place her hand in his. "I'm Chloe."

"And I'm apparently long forgotten." Lucas snickered as he turned to face them.

They didn't notice him though because the second Chloe's hand slipped into Mikhail's, a blast of power exploded outwards from them, engulfing everyone before all the lights in the place burst. And then everything went black.

"That was so awesome!" Brent could be heard declaring.

Orbs of light began rising from the men around her, lighting the room with the ethereal lights, reminding her that they were all unbound witches.

"What exactly happened?" a voice asked, everyone turning to see Gina appearing, her nose a little swollen and yet didn't seem broken.

"ET phoned home," one of the boys declared.

Chloe turned toward Gina, slipping her hand out of Mikhail's as she eyed the brunette.

"I'm sorry for the deception, but I had to make sure." She came to stand in front of the blonde. "I knew that if Lex and his group were in Smallville, you had to be as well, and I also know that John Balcoin's children needed to be protected. At all costs. I've always known this. It's why I've done what I've had to do to make sure that you were all found, safely, and that the Firstborn was never forcefully bound to a Circle that was not her own. She has to be the leader of the new Balcoin Circle. There's no other way it can happen." She smiled. "You're the last remnants of the Sixth family and I don't think anyone else has realized what it would mean for the magical society in whole if one of the Six families became extinct. The ramifications – it'd affect us all profoundly, negatively, at our very foundations." She gave a sad little smile. "It's why my father trained me from childhood to do what I must so that I could be in a position to help the Balcoins, and specifically, you."

Chloe took a step towards her. "Who are you?"

Gina lowered her head with a little sigh before raising it, smile sadder as she reached out her hand. "Let me introduce myself."

Chloe eyed that hand before placing hers in it warily.

"My name isn't really Gina," the brunette admitted softly. "It's Patricia Swan."

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"You're wrong." Lex was obviously taking this hard no matter how hard he tried to seem cold and uncaring. "She's dead. She died." He clutched at the frame so tightly Diana was surprised his fingertips weren't bleeding. "I saw her dead body. I was at her funeral."

"She's alive," Whitney pushed, eyes narrowed. "I've seen her twice now and both times she was wearing a protective bracelet, one which would conceal her very well. I thought she was a warlock because of it, shunned."

"I've seen her too," Diana whispered, seeing the way Lex just didn't want to believe them; how he clung to the belief that this Patricia woman wasn't his enemy now.

Greg reached into his pocket and pulled out the bracelet in question silently.

Lex saw it and his eyes widened as he collapsed onto his plush seat.

Diana felt bad for him for the first time since she'd known Lex, able to see in his eyes just how deeply this affected him, how it shook him to his core. There was pain and betrayal and confusion in those blue orbs.

Lex reached out and took the bracelet from Greg, dropping the picture frame as he eyed the jewelry in his hands numbly. "I gave this to her on her sixteenth birthday. When her magic awoke. She – she'd been worried about Witch-Hunters finding her and I told her that this would protect her, keep her hidden from anyone who she didn't want ever finding her. I buried her with this." He closed his eyes, bringing the piece of jewelry to his lips. "I can't believe she's still alive. Why would she – what?"

Moira and Gabe looked like they didn't know what to do now that Lex was apparently not the villain they would have liked him to be.

"Do you have any idea of who she's working for and where she would have taken Chloe? Why she'd even want her?" Whitney wanted to know.

"No." Lex shook his head, opening his eyes, the blue now steel, no trace of emotion in them. "But it's the person responsible for the kidnapping and torture of my Circle members."

What was he talking about?

"It seems we have a common enemy." Lex stood, slamming his palms into the desk as he eyed them. "Let's crush them."

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"But you're supposed to be dead." Chloe shook hands with a dead woman, eyeing her in shock.

"If people without magic can fake their own deaths, why is it surprising that witches can as well?" Patricia asked a very good question.

"Because, well, other magical people should be able to sense the magic at work?" Chloe tried for a reason.

"Not if magic per se wasn't at work, but a potion," Patricia replied. "It's a very dangerous one, but it's effective in killing the mind and body for three days before resurrecting all bodily and mental functions once more." She rubbed her neck. "There are some permanent side effects from the use of that potion, but I can live with them." She eyed Chloe. "When you hit me, you were actually using it as a distraction to remove my bracelet, weren't you?"

Chloe gulped before nodding, head high. "I was being kidnapped."

"So you left breadcrumbs," Patricia sighed. "I'm guessing one of your Circle is a TouchSight."

Chloe nodded once more.

"So that means they probably already have a good idea of what's going on." She turned to Lucas. "Means he knows I'm alive and will find out about you soon enough."

"Well, since your old Circle mates somehow managed to escape, we knew this was being accelerated." He didn't seem quite as worried as he should be. "I'm ready to face him."

"You really aren't." She sighed, genuinely worried. "He's strong, Lucas. And he has years over you. Also, he's the Firstborn son of the Patriarch, whom Lionel recognizes and will back against you."

"Not when he realizes that Lex has kept the Firstborn Balcoin from him." Lucas smirked. "Then he might think twice about backing his eldest son."

Chloe narrowed her eyes at them. "What I said before still stands. If this is some sort of pissing contest between you and Lex, keep me out of it. I'm not the Queen on the Chessboard."

Lucas sneered, shaking his head as he turned towards her. "You don't seem to get that I don't want to be a part of a family that never acknowledged me, despite knowing of my existence." He moved away from Patricia's side and moved closer to Chloe, eyes intense. "I have no desire to be a part of, or even head the leading Luthor Circle or any other Luthor Circle." He shoved his hands into his pockets and his gaze went to Mikhail before landing on Chloe, standing way too close to her. "My loyalties have always been to the Balcoins and it always will be."

"Why?" Chloe could see the stark sincerity in his eyes and it shook her.

Lucas didn't answer directly, instead smiling slightly as he reached out and once again brushed a strand of blonde out of her face. "Your hair's unruly."

She raised an eyebrow.

He chuckled, shaking his head. "John Balcoin protected his children to the extent that he never even told us more than Mikhail's siblings' first name. He wouldn't even tell us which was the Firstborn or where they lived. He didn't even tell Mikhail. We only knew Mikhail wasn't the Firstborn, which was a relief really because if he had been, I think your family would be doomed."

Mikhail nodded serenely, apparently not insulted by that at all.

Chloe's eyes widened. "What?"

"Your father was the one who visited me at the orphanage and told me who I was, what I was." Lucas cleared his throat, obviously uncomfortable. "He taught me all I know, all everyone here knows. And he said that should he die, I was to find you and protect you. That if his plan failed, I was the only other way to keep you from being my father's little slave." His hazels drifted up and down her body before smirking into her face. "It's a good thing too because if my father or brother are anything like me, you'd be spending that servitude in a slave Leia outfit."

Chloe blushed at the undertone of this conversation. "If you were a part of my father's Circle-"

"They weren't," Mikhail interrupted, flicking his hair out of his face. "Not officially. The Circle was always going to be only Balcoin children. But Balcoins have always contracted outside help." He eyed her thoughtfully. "He had it all planned, but as we know, his plans didn't work out."

Chloe eyed her brother. "Why search for me?"

Her brother raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me?"

"You were apparently raised by him, the only one of his children he chose to keep and not let others raise." And damn it, she was somewhat resentful about that. "You must know so much – why not take over leadership yourself?"

At this, he chuckled, as did Lucas and the others.

Patricia sighed.

Chloe didn't get the reaction.

"I'm not – how do I put this?" Mikhail thought for a moment. "The thought of being leader is tedious."

Chloe blinked, not having expected this answer.

"You have to constantly be on top of things and solve problems, plan strategies for battles, work through the issues the people in your Circle have with each other and shit like that. It's just too much work." Mikhail made a face, almost disgusted at the thought of all that. "The power and position is just not worth the effort." He shivered slightly. "I prefer my more laid back lifestyle."

"In short, he's lazy as hell." Lucas snickered.

"I prefer to think of it as conserving my energy for when I'll really need it." Mikhail smirked.

"This makes no sense." Chloe looked between them. "You're not a Balcoin. John was going to kill every witch who wasn't Balcoin."

"Not every witch." Patricia stepped forwards. "Only every witch who wasn't Balcoin – or aligned to them."

Oh, wow. This was a twist.

"So is he alive?" Chloe finally asked.

Lucas and Mikhail shared a confused look.

Patricia took a curious step closer. "John Balcoin was killed by his other two daughters. You know this."

Guilt for doubting Diana swept through Chloe's body, but it was tinted with confusion. "So why have I seen him since?"

Mikhail frowned. "What are you talking about?"

She let it out, telling them about the notes, about what Greg's ability had shown them.

There was silence as everyone shared looks and then Lucas sighed, tilting his head to the side. "That's not John. He's dead. His magic was yanked out of him and into that crystal, that's how he died, we all felt it." He took in a deep breath. "What you saw was someone who was under a spell that John cast. Your Circle member who has TouchSight is so strong he's actually Seeing a spell."

Chloe was shocked silent by a lot of things, some of them she didn't even want to process, pushing them back for now and concentrating on the issue at hand. "Shouldn't his spell have died on the guy once John himself died? And why would he spell a guy to write lame cryptic messages to me? It makes no sense."

"I never got why John did what he did, only that he thought them necessary for some reason or another," Lucas admitted. "Maybe… maybe he wants you to find out who this other guy is. Maybe that was why he made it so that he'd keep bothering you and that way keep your interest on him. Maybe he's important somehow." He snapped his fingers and a pair of twins came forward. "Hans and Jean are the artists in our group, if you give them a description we can find out who this guy is for you and why John wanted you to find him."

Chloe eyed the twins before turning her gaze back to Mikhail when he sighed.

"And as to why the spell is still working?" Mikhail eyed her. "It's because while our father is dead, his magic is very much alive in that crystal. It was created to imprison our powers from us. If the ancient scripts can be believed, he isn't the first of our family who has had his power and life zapped by that crystal."

Chloe felt her world tilting as suddenly the truth of the matter hit her square in the face like a punch.

She didn't only have Francis Balcoin's magic trapped somewhere inside of her.

She had John's as well!

Now the plural way of speaking when the magic had tried to tempt her made sense! She wasn't only listening to Francis' essence – but her father's too!

"I think the danger she's in is finally settling in." Patricia sighed. "We can't find what the Chance Harbor Circle has done with the crystal skull. It's still a danger to you and to every Balcoin alive."

They didn't know.

They – they didn't know that the weapon they were looking for was gone, disintegrated when the power within it had been absorbed by Adam. They didn't know that the power they spoke of was now inside of her, had made sure it would make its way to her, had somehow activated her instincts to siphon it out of Adam and into herself.

They didn't know she not only had her own Balcoin dark magic, but Francis and John's magics as well.

They didn't know squat.

She was going to be sick.

Mikhail's hand came down on her shoulder, his dark eyes narrowed on her face. "What is it?"

Chloe looked up at her brother, a little dizzy with the realization that she only had one more sibling to meet.

But she never got to say anything, because suddenly she was fading; vanishing, like a ghost.

And then she was gone.

Comments 
6th-Jun-2013 01:30 am (UTC) - Props need to be given!!!
First Comment!! I haven`t been commenting recently but that doesn`t mean I haven`t been reading and props need to be given to you Shadow!! I am addicted and I am loving all of these quick updates keep them coming this story has me hooked. P.S more Davis Please I have secretly always loved this character and its so hard playing favourites between him and Jason. Thanks for giving me a distraction from my prof as I sneak in reading chapters while he is trying to teach me french.
7th-Jun-2013 01:19 am (UTC) - Re: Props need to be given!!!
Glad to know I haven't lost ya! Well, there *will* be more Davis, but not by VERY much I think.
6th-Jun-2013 03:22 am (UTC)
Oh my gosh! This keeps getting better and better! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Ahhhhh!
7th-Jun-2013 01:19 am (UTC)
Thanks thanks thanks thanks!!!
6th-Jun-2013 05:21 am (UTC)
ok... that one of them might be her brother i guessed, lucas was unexpected, still i already thought of him turning up someday.. john really had it all planed out... but for swan beeing alive... whoooa, how do you come up with all this ideas...

loved it
7th-Jun-2013 01:21 am (UTC)
Yep, John really *did* have things planned out---although he didn't expect his daughters to turn on him and ruin his huge plans.

I always planned for Patricia to reemerge, it would be the only thing to shake Lex's confidence.
6th-Jun-2013 07:48 am (UTC)
Awesome! I'm loving all this... But I've still got my eye out for a secret agenda with these guys. If she does agree the Circle line up would be: Chloe, Whitney, Diana, Greg(?), Lucas and Mikhail. Hmm...

Loving the super fast updates, looking forward to more :)
7th-Jun-2013 01:21 am (UTC)
There's definitely the beginnings of a Circle in the works here, even if she isn't admitting it.
6th-Jun-2013 10:32 pm (UTC)
Wow! I love this
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Only, my poor Lexy, again betrayed by a woman:(
7th-Jun-2013 01:22 am (UTC)
He has *really* bad luck when it comes to that, huh?
7th-Jun-2013 06:40 am (UTC)
......
I'm trying to come up with the words for my astonishment and disbelieve but Holy Crackers, holy nachos and WUT??? Do just cut it!!

Lucas is in the mix and then bam Patricia is alive!!! This chapter definitely wins best Twist EVER!!!
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