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The New Circle 43/? 
6th-Jun-2013 08:35 pm
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!

Why the hell was Lex not answering his cellular?

Jason closed the door to the room where Oliver and Tess were sleeping. He had just gotten off of the phone with the doctor, who'd be there as soon as traffic would allow him. When the two had stumbled into the place looking less than stable, they'd collapsed on the ground and at first Jason had thought they were dead. Instead, they were fatigued from all they'd gone through.

And Davis was fighting the Quarantine room down below, making things even more stressful since his attacks were causing the whole building to shake.

Jason brought his phone to his ear, trying Lex once more.

That was when his phone's screen went black and trembled before an image began to transmit to him, causing hazel eyes to widen. "Chloe?"

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Diana was following behind the others as they stormed outside but faltered, bringing a hand to her head as a piercing pain rocked through her skull. She stumbled and might have fallen had two strong arms not reached out and grabbed her by her shoulders, straightening her and keeping her on her feet. The brunette cried out, turning towards Whitney, somehow knowing it was him as she pressed her forehead against his shoulder as the pain got worse.

Whitney was tense and obviously felt awkward but he kept his hands on her shoulders, his presence helping her ride out the worst of it.

Finally, when her head wasn't ringing and her ears popping, Diana pulled away enough to look up into Whitney's face, her own twisted in pain. "Something's happening to Chloe."

He nodded lifting his hand from her shoulder to show her his palm, the Hamsa glowing a multitude of colors and visibly throbbing. "I know."

That was when all the televisions in the house turned on simultaneously, volumes up to their highest, Chloe's voice resounding all around them.

Greg froze, eyes widening as he turned to face the closest sound. "Another Trial is starting."

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Chloe sat upon her throne, legs crossed, the upper shaking with her annoyance as she rested her cheek against a closed fist. Her hair was in an updo, a blood red gown adorned her body, her feet in boots and her fingernails were dark as they tapped impatiently against the throne's armrest. The necklace her father had given her when she'd come of age rested against her breast, out for all to see as she tried her best not to interrupt what was happening and just let it run its course.

"...and so I humbly beg that you..."

Okay, she wasn't a saint and there was only so much of this she could take.

"You don't get to humbly beg anything," the blonde interrupted, knowing the courts' eyes were on her as she stood from the throne, the long, Manticore fur coat slipping from her shoulders and cascading at her feet as she slowly made her way off the dais. "How many times have you come here, asking for advice or help?" She didn't let the person on her knees speak. "Have you listened to any advice I've given? Have you not heard what I have had to say in the past?" Once again, she didn't let the person talk, drawing closer. "Why should I entertain you when you only waste my time?"

"We are allies." Prunella Thoreaux rose to her feet. "The Hibbins and Thoreaux have-"

"But I'm not the leader of the Hibbins clan, am I?" Chloe circled the older woman, eyeing her. "That would be my great grandmother who somehow has figured out how to live ridiculously long and yet look half her age; the conniving old woman." She tilted her head as she continued to circle Prunella. "This is the Balcoin Court and we do not entertain people lightly." She stopped circling to stand in front of Prunella. "You're reaching the end of my last strand of patience."

"Why is she still breathing?" Mikhail asked in boredom as he leaned against her throne, looking like he'd rather be anywhere but there. "Can't we just kill her? Be done with it?" He yawned. "There's a horse race I should be overseeing."

Chloe's lips twitched in amusement. "My brother thinks I should kill you."

"Our brother needs to stop equating killing people with a cure for boredom," Diana declared as she arrived, dressed in a long black gown, sending an unrepentant Mikhail a look. "The Thoreaux have proven to be useful to us in the past."

"But he does have a point." Cassie was leaning against a window, dressed in blue, looking just as annoyed as Chloe felt. "She's done nothing but bother you, sister. She continuously comes for advice, but does not take it, and when the actions you warned her against insults another clan, she comes begging for some sort of backup in a battle we have no interest or stake in. She's a liability."

"My sisters are both correct, Prunella," Chloe commented boldly before her gaze went to where Pete was silently watching. "What do you think, brother?"

Pete made a face. "I believe the Thoreaux could be useful to us still."

"And that has nothing to do with the fact that you wish to court Lana Thoreaux," Cassie sneered at him.

He glared at her.

Mikhail rolled his eyes, clearly bored out of his wits.

Diana made a face at the two contentious siblings. "This is not the time."

Chloe eyed her siblings before turning to Prunella. "Your aunt has angered the Luthor Circle with her workings, why is it that Isobel isn't here herself? Why send you? If she truly wanted our alliance in the battle her actions have promised, then she shouldn't insult us by sending her underling."

"I'm her trusted right hand woman." Prunella raised her chin. "I-"

"I won't talk to the messenger anymore." Chloe turned her back on the woman and walked up the dais once more before sitting on the throne, eyeing the woman below. "If Isobel truly wants our help, then lether come and plead her position. If not, I have no loyalties to the Thoreaux, feel no particular love for your clan and have no reason why I shouldn't just offer your niece sanctuary in my walls for my brother's sake while the Luthor Circle destroys the rest of you."

Pete let out a little sigh of relief.

Prunella's expression hardened but she merely nodded and turned, leaving. The others in the court left as well leaving only the Balcoin children.

"Can I go now?" Mikhail wanted to know as the doors closed behind Prunella and the court, the guy still leaning against the blonde's throne.

Chloe sent him a look.

He sighed and straightened up. "I just don't see why I have to be here. You are our Matriarch, I shall agree with whatever you decide. You want us to stay out of the impending battle? Fine. You want us hip deep in it? Fine." He made a face. "I just want to oversee my horse races."

Chloe knew that despite the fact that she was trying to appear stern, her amusement was shining through.

It was obvious because Mikhail grinned before reaching down to press a kiss to her cheek. "Fine, I shall stay with you, little sister, and miss the first race."

"I'm your older sister," she grumbled through her growing amusement.

"But you're so tiny." So he kept reminding her.

"You need to be more serious in these circumstances," Cassie scolded him as she arrived up on the dais. "I won't have you making her look weak in front of others, especially not the Thoreaux; those power hungry cockroaches."

"Don't talk about them like that," Pete defended.

"They aren't even one of the Six," Cassie snapped at him. "The fact that they feel they have a place amongst us is sickening." She took a step towards him. "The disrespect that clan has been showing ours, the blatant disregard their leader has been bestowing on our sister, is infuriating and I say our sister should let them pay for it. Let others see what happens when they don't take the Balcoin Matriarch seriously." She clenched her fists. "Are you not loyal to our sister? Do we have to worry you'll turn traitor?"

"Don't be ridiculous," Pete snapped back. "All I'm saying is that not all of the Thoreaux clan are like Isobel and Prunella and shouldn't have to suffer because of their pride."

"And we shouldn't suffer because of theirs." Cassie raised her chin. "We shouldn't fight one of the Six because of the Thoreaux." She turned to Chloe. "What do you think on the matter, sister?"

Chloe merely stared ahead of her, deep in thought.

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"Why can't I get through to her?" Diana whispered, her head hurting even more. "I got through without even trying – without knowing I was! So why can't I get through this time?"

"Maybe you're not the real Eye." Moira raised an eyebrow.

Gabe frowned at his wife. "Don't be ridiculous."

"Maybe Chloe doesn't trust her enough for it to work." Greg raised an eyebrow.

Diana flinched as if hit.

"That's not it." Whitney was standing next to Diana, eyes on the television screen. "I can't feel her anymore." His gaze went to Diana. "This has nothing to do with her not trusting you. Even if she shouldn't, I don't think she would ever really distrust you the way she should."

Diana looked up at him in frustration. "I told them about her situation, and I know it's wrong, but that shouldn't be enough for you to think that she shouldn't trust me!"

"That's not what this is about." Greg threw his hands in the air. "She doesn't give a shit about that, although I think she should."

"Then what is this about?" Diana narrowed her eyes, shocked at the fact that there was more to this.

Whitney's gaze went to where Lex was observing them sharply. "Not now."

And even though Diana really wanted to know what they were talking about, she could get why they weren't doing so now, so she only just looked away and nodded.

Still, her mind was working a mile a minute.

If this wasn't about her telling the Chance Harbor Circle about Chloe's situation...

Then what the hell was going on?

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"The tournament is in full swing. Shouldn't you be there cheering the contestants on?"

Chloe turned towards the voice and raised an eyebrow at the man there. "I made an appearance, I placed a bet and I left everything in Mikhail's hands. He's more than capable to deal with that as these tournaments and games are his efforts of love."

"Seems more like he just made sure he was good at something he didn't actually have to use physical labor for." That smirk was in place as Lucas eyed her. "If your father were alive, he'd have forced Mikhail to take a more active role. You're spoiling him."

"Nonsense. I find these tournaments and games of his not only entertaining, but useful. We get a lot of our information from those participating." Chloe denied any such allegations. "And anyway, should my father be alive he'd be the Patriarch and I doubt the Thoreaux would be as... Cheeky... As they've proven to be." She frowned, going to the window and gazing outside at the merriment and cheers. "They doubt that I'm strong enough to rule in my father's stead."

"We could make an example of the messenger," Lucas offered. "Make sure when she arrives, whatever part of her does, sends a clear message to Isobel."

"So you believe like Cassie; that we should make an example of Prunella." Chloe sighed, hugging herself as she continued to stare out. "I can see the appeal – she is an annoying woman."

"Are we talking about Prunella?" Greg asked, appearing with Whitney at his side, the two dressed similarly to Lucas. "Are we killing her then?"

"I thought you favored her." Whitney raised an eyebrow at his companion. "And her low cut neckline."

Greg smirked. "She does have her charms."

"No one is to touch Prunella, or any Thoreaux, unless I've expressly detailed how they are to be treated." Chloe eyed her elite knowing they'd do as commanded and make sure the others did as well. "I'm not even sure if I will want anything done at all. If you ask me, a battle between Thoreaux and Luthor would be beneficial to me. Let them decimate each other's numbers while we grow stronger."

"Your mother's family is tied to the Thoreaux Circle," Whitney reminded.

"So is my father's family," Greg reminded Whitney. "But my father was killed because of the Thoreaux pride and my mother is already residing safely within Balcoin walls and under their protection." He raised his chin. "I won't be the last to defect."

Whitney nodded before his blues rested on Chloe, still waiting for her answer.

"The Hibbins can't be forced into a war if they don't want to be." And yet she clenched her fists, refusing to show any worry, any weakness. "They've played a part in this situation themselves and will need to face the consequences of their actions." She took in a deep breath. "I will offer sanctuary to any of those in their Circle who wish not to fight in the upcoming battle. That is more than my father would have done."

"There's a reason why we serve your court while we didn't serve our father's," a voice declared from the shadows as Cassie appeared, the hem of her blue gown swishing as she drew nearer. "I'm surprised Diana isn't here with Peter talking about diplomacy and how we should rebuild the bridges our ancestors burnt firmly to the ground."

"I believe Diana and Pete are out there, enjoying the games." Chloe couldn't see them outside though.

Cassie sighed as she reached her side. "Sister, you know my stance on this subject, but you know I'll support whatever you decide."

"I know." Chloe smiled, bringing her hand to rest on Cassie's shoulder. "And I appreciate it greatly."

Cassie gave her a small smile, obviously pleased with this.

Trent appeared, bowing in the doorway before moving to Lucas and whispering in his ear.

Lucas' eyes narrowed as he turned to Chloe. "Alexander Luthor has arrived and wishes an audience with you."

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Jason was very confused with what he was seeing on his phone's screen.

What was with the period costumes and the whole scenario?

He watched as Chloe, flanked by her blonde sister and her guards (one who he didn't recognize), arrived at the throne room and readied themselves before Lex Luthor, Davis, and... Jason... entered, all dressed as royalty would back in the day, much like Chloe and her siblings.

The sandy blonde let out a long sigh as he stared at himself.

This was just getting too freaky.

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"My Lord, what an unexpected visit." Chloe kept her face neutral as she sat upon the throne, legs crossed, her body language conveying boredom with a hint of reproach. "Had I known the heir of the Luthor clan was making house visits, I would have had something prepared and waiting for you."

"Your reproach is understandable; it is rude to arrive unannounced." Lex nodded, lips slightly curved as he stood tall. "But I'm sure you already know the situation we are in and that time is of the essence in times of war."

She merely tilted her head slightly as she eyed him, waiting for him to continue.

"I value your friendship too much to beat around the bush." Lex stepped closer. "I have come here personally to ask you to stay out of the impending war that my clan and the Thoreaux clan are about to embark on."

"Is that so?" She continued to eye him. "And why should we? Because you want us to?" She straightened in her seat, eyes flashing. "Do the Luthors believe the Balcoins their lapdogs that they can issue out commands which we must obey?"

"Hardly," Lex smirked. "Your youth might fool others into believing that Balcoin is ripe for the picking, but Luthors are not so easily deceived." His gaze went to those with her. "Especially not when we know first hand of your ability to just bat your eyelashes and have men desert their clans to joins yours."

"So you accuse me of foul seduction." She raised an eyebrow.

He chuckled, shaking his head. "'Tis no accusation." He motion to Jason and Davis. "At this moment, I can feel their desire."

Chloe stood from her throne, tiny compared to the men there as she moved towards them, not at all intimidated. "I have not used any enchantment on your men, My Lord."

Word must have reached Diana and Pete about Luthor's arrival because they slipped in through the back, silent.

Mikhail even arrived, despite his distaste for these sorts of activities.

Lex ignored them, blues on her as she drew closer. "I have no doubt, My Lady." He reached out and placed his hands on both Jason and Davis' shoulders. "My men merely see what I do, a beautiful woman."

She moved closer to Lex. "Flattery, Mr Lord, will get you nowhere with me." She knew not to let him use the men as distractions, as he was obviously trying to, focusing solely on Lex. "You say that you wish not to beat around the bush and yet you have yet to come out and admit that the real reason why you have come here is because I have blood ties to the Thoreaux Circle and not with the Luthor Circle. To many, blood is much thicker than water, especially when it comes to bloodshed." Her eyes flashed. "Do not try to play games with me, nor try to flatter me or distract me with your good looking soldiers. As you see, I am surrounded by beautiful faces and bodies; I've learned to be blind to such things."

Lex was silent as he let his hands fall to his side, his smile growing somewhat twisted. "As expected, you see to the root of the issue."

"As expected." She nodded in agreement. "I also know that you're not here only to discuss this impending quibble between yourself and Isobel's clan, but that you have come with a proposition to make. Lord Lionel wants to even out the playing field and try to secure not only an alliance with the house of Balcoin, but future power for his own clan."

"Tis true." Lex nodded. "I have come here with an offer of marriage from the Luthor clan to the Balcoin, to tie our families forever and cement a true brotherhood between us."

Cassie and Diana exchanged nervous looks.

Pete frowned.

Mikhail looked a little less bored.

"And who would this proposed marriage take place between?" Chloe wanted to know, having known this would happen. "Because if rumors are true, you are engaged to Lady Patricia Swan, so I highly doubt we are speaking of your marriage."

"My sister, Lutessa." Lex nodded. "We wish to wed her to a son of Balcoin."

"What does Lutessa wish?" Chloe eyed him.

Lex paused.

Davis and Jason exchanged looks.

"Lutessa is a daughter of Luthor and, as such, knows that she must do what our father commands of her," Lex finally answered.

"I see." Chloe nodded, turning and going back up the dais before sitting upon her throne. "Before even contemplating something like this, I'd speak to the proposed bride tonight without the presence of her sire or brother."

"This offer-" Lex tried.

"If I accepted the offer, it would be an outright sign of whose side my clan will support, if at all, and should it be Luthors, I would be turning my back on my blood, My Lord." Chloe stopped him straight. "Surely you do not truly expect me to make such a decision on a whim just because it is convenient for you?"

He thought it over before shaking his head with a sigh. "Of course not. I will send for my sister."

"Lucas, Whitney, Greg, please show our guests to their rooms." Chloe never looked away from Lex even as he bowed and followed her men out, leaving the girl once more with only her siblings.

Once they were sure that the others were gone, Diana let out a breath. "For a moment, I thought he was going to have the nerve of proposing to you."

"Luthor is too smart to think that we'd give them our leader." Cassie shook her head at that. "But I was worried you or I would have to marry him, or his brother."

"I will not marry Lutessa Luthor." Pete turned to Chloe, nearly rebelliously. "I do not love her. Don't ask me to marry her. Give her to Mikhail."

"Why are we punishing her?" Cassie gave a little crack.

Mikhail snorted, highly amused with Cassie. "You are a brat." He then turned to Chloe. "Not to be mutinous like our brother-"

"I wasn't being mutinous!" Pete gasped.

"-but I am in my prime at the moment." Mikhail completely ignored Pete's input. "Do you know the effort a marriage is? I do not think I am ready for that sort of commitment."

Chloe ignored both of her brothers, still gazing at the door. "Diana, have the servants know a feast is to be celebrated tonight to commemorate the visit of Lutessa Luthor to Balcoin Castle. It is to be a grand event." She turned to Cassie. "Double the guard, make sure that only our most trusted are in attendance." Green orbs went to Mikhail. "Do make sure this secret is spread, that the people know a Luthor-Balcoin marriage is proposed and make sure it reaches the ears we want it to." She then turned to Pete. "You will do whatever you need to do for the best of our clan and this family, just as we all have. Is that understood?"

Pete stared at her before sighing and nodding, head lowered. "Of course."

"Good." Chloe licked her lips as she stood from her throne. "It's time to begin."

7th-Jun-2013 06:11 am (UTC)
intresting trial... can't wait to see where this will go...

by the way.. if you could have anyone play the role... who would be mikhail....
7th-Jun-2013 07:02 am (UTC)
I too would like to know who you picture for Mikhail!!
7th-Jun-2013 01:17 pm (UTC)
Well, in the series Mikhail was portrayed by Trent Ford, so definitely would keep the actor:

7th-Jun-2013 07:01 am (UTC)
And I'm all caught up and so LOVING IT!!!!!
I am totally HOOKED!!!

Loving this test!!! I have a thing for historical/myth stories. and this test is just hitting the mark!!! You can also cut out from the story and it can so stand alone!!! Sorry to ask you this but seriously you only have yourself to blame but should totally do an AU series set to that time!!!!

MORE!!!! Please!!!!! I need MORE!!!!!!
7th-Jun-2013 10:08 am (UTC)
100% seconded ;)
7th-Jun-2013 01:18 pm (UTC)
It was fun writing this section, and the intricacies of cunning Balcoin court, so I'll never say no. Just a 'maybe sometime in the future' lol :p
7th-Jun-2013 03:22 pm (UTC)
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