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The New Circle 46A/? 
10th-Jun-2013 08:59 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!

"I'm worried about her." Diana hugged her knees to her chest, sitting on the sofa in the living room, eyeing the stairs. "She hasn't left her bedroom in three days and she isn't eating."

"Why is this affecting her so much?" Greg didn't seem able to understand what was going on at all, the leather jacket wearing guy pacing the floor, as he'd been doing ever since Chloe's self-inflicted isolation had begun. "She's been through things so much worse than this. I mean, sure, the thought of being in love with Lex Luthor is nauseating, but still."

"I don't think it's the whole Lex part that has her like that." Whitney stared out of the window, glad that they had the whole house to themselves since Moira was out doing whatever she did during the days and Gabe was at work.

"Then what?" Greg was obviously trying hard to get it and failing. "The kidnapping couldn't have been it because she told the three of us the truth about that and they want her to be their leader. That's not trauma worthy."

"What if something happened to her that she hasn't told us?" Diana worried her bottom lip, brown eyes wide. "What if she hasn't told us everything about what happened during her kidnapping? You did say she nearly broke that girl's nose. Maybe she sought revenge?"

Whitney finally tore his gaze from the window and rested it on Diana, eyeing the girl who, after Chloe had sobbingly confessed everything about seeing John, hadn't actually taken any offense to the distrust they had all showed her. He didn't know what to make of Diana Meade. She was obviously still connected to her old Circle, and yet she was a part of this one as well, and it made him uneasy. He knew that she felt guilty for Chloe's situation and knew that that had been her reason for staying at first, but he'd been observing her for a while now and she really looked as if she genuinely cared for Chloe now. And he knew that Chloe cared greatly for Diana as well.

"That's bullshit." Greg shook his head to Diana's question. "Chloe's magic would never allow her to be hurt by that girl or any of those guys." He shook his head. "I say she was telling us the truth; they want her as their leader. That's a much more believable scenario." He ran his scarred hands through his hair. "It's the Trial that has her like this and I don't get it because she wasn't swallowed whole or nearly crushed to smithereens this time. Shouldn't that have affected her more?"

Diana continued worrying her bottom lip.

Whitney returned his gaze out of the window, ignoring the vibrating of his phone in his letterman pocket.

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Nell put down the phone at Potter's Potts and growled, her head still killing her and adding to her annoyance. She'd been back for three days and so far she'd only gotten through to Whitney once and instead of agreeing to round up everyone to have a meeting to fill her in on whatever was going on, he'd told her that he was sorry but he had other more important things to handle right now and hadn't answered any of her calls since then. It was annoying her how they were expecting her to be out of the loop like this.

When she'd gone to Chloe's home, because obviously that was where everyone was since they seemed to have abandoned the Talon during her absence, Moira had basically told her she couldn't come in and that whatever was happening was none of her business! That one still stung her pride because, yes, this was her business! It involved three of her niece's Circle mates!

And what was this about Chloe having a sister? There were too many conflicting rumors going around town and if this sister was Balcoin, Nell felt she had the right to know this sort of information.

Ignoring Linda, who was talking to a client, Nell dialed Whitney's number once more.

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Chloe sat on the floor in the corner of her locked bedroom, hugging her knees to her chest as she stared ahead of her.

She felt guilty because she knew she was worrying everyone, but she couldn't summon the desire to move. The last Trial kept playing over and over in her head and it made her sick to her stomach. If that was a glimpse of what life would be as the Firstborn, as head of one of the Six, she didn't want it! That version of her had been miserable!

Chloe closed her eyes and leaned her head back against the wall, remembering all too easily what it'd been like.

On the outside, she might have seemed so in control; grounded and ready for what she had to become, and yet on the inside she'd been a nervous young girl with a desire and desperate need to prove to everyone, but especially herself, that she was ready to fill the shoes that her father's unexpected death had left her in. She'd been unable to sleep, unable to enjoy any minute of her life or any aspect of it because she was constantly being watched. Any little action of hers could have some sort of adverse effect, not only on her clan but her family, and so she'd stopped doing anything that wasn't necessary.

Love was definitely one of those "unnecessary" things. That version of her might have been in love with Lex, in love in a way Chloe had never actually figured she could ever feel given her abandonment issues and subsequent problems with trusting anyone. And despite that strong love, need, comfort... That version of her easily turned away from the source of it because she had to think of her clan first, had to sacrifice everything she wanted for herself and her future. She couldn't be selfish like that, resigned to the fact that he'd marry someone else and so would she – once she found someone suitable who would not only be a beneficial ally for her clan, but come from a respectable heritage and would ensure she had strong children (both physically and magically) so that their lineage would remain the way it had always been since the first Balcoin.

Her mind – it was filled with so much information now that she felt so very numb. It was almost as if she'd lived two different lifetimes. She remembered everything about the imaginary her and it was messing with her mind because sometimes she forgot exactly which her was the real one and which had been conjured for the Trials.

Chloe's hand reached up to clasp around the necklace John had given her, the one she'd been wearing in the fantasy.

She just wished – if only for a little while – that she didn't have to be the Firstborn; that she could be a normal girl.

As a single tear trailed down her cheek, her pendant flashed white.

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"Hey." Jason smiled a bit guiltily at Davis from the breakfast table, watching the dark haired man approach. "How are you feeling?"

Davis collapsed onto the seat, groaning as he leaned against the table. "Like I have the hangover from hell."

"You remember anything?" Jason asked, knowing the Enthrallment must have passed given the fact that Davis had actually left the room.

"Some." Davis brought his hand to his head. "There was a girl, in a mask, and she kissed me unexpectedly."

Didn't that bring back memories?

"And then it was like, I don't know how to explain it." Davis' dark eyes finally went to Jason. "It's like everything sparkled and was humming and there were colors I've never seen before."

Yeah. Jason could definitely relate to that experience. "It's a bit trippy, ain't it?"

"That was the Firstborn?" Davis frowned.

"Yeah." Jason pushed his cereal bowl away from him. "Apparently you walked into an experiment Lex was conducting and she thought you were the subject she was supposed to Enthrall. He's really to blame for it all. But if it makes you feel any better, your experience gave him ample material to study so he's happy." Jason's smile fell. "All things considering."

"All things considering?" Davis pressed his hand harder to his head. "What happened while I was, uh?"

"We've got Oliver and Tess back and they've got their fingers back." Jason gazed up, where the two were still sleeping off their time in captivity. "Patricia's alive, Davis. And from what we understand, she's working with the Circle that took Ollie and Tess. It's a Circle that has a Balcoin in it; a Circle that kidnapped Chloe."

"Is she alright?" Davis sat up straighter.

"Thankfully a Trial took her away from them." Jason leaned back hard on his chair. "It seems to have done a number on her though; she hasn't been the same since. Says she doesn't remember the kidnapping; don't know if Lex believes it. I know I don't." He ran his hand over his hair. "I think she's traumatized though and maybe doesn't want to remember whatever happened there." His hazels darkened. "Tess and Ollie did lose their fingers."

Davis's eyes narrowed. "Why would Patricia fake her own death and turn on us?"

"We don't know." Jason hated it. "And it's driving Lex crazy."

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Chloe opened her eyes, taking in a deep gulp of breath, and then froze. Those eyes widened and yet they weren't green anymore. No, they were hazel. Her hair wasn't blonde anymore, it was dark brown. She was also much taller than she had been previously and that face wasn't hers. She also wasn't in her room anymore, sitting in a corner. Instead she was in the bathroom of what seemed to be a high school, applying dark lipstick to her lips.

"Stop being so mean." Melissa opened the bathroom stall behind her and went to the sink next to Chloe, turning on the water as she soaped her hands. "I know Cassie's been spending more time with us but Ilike her. And you would too if you actually gave her a chance."

Chloe just eyed Melissa blankly, not sure what the hell was going on.

"Don't give me that blank look, young lady. I know that despite all of your bravado and bad attitude, you don't actually hate her." Melissa dried her hands. "And she needs us now more, after Diana..."

Chloe returned her gaze to her reflection, telling herself to breathe, to calm down.

This had to be a dream.

It had to be!

"I'm Faye Chamberlain." Those were her first words, and damn it, it was freaking weird to say words that Faye's voice actually vocalized!

"I know that, but still, you have a heart in there somewhere." Melissa gave her a teasing smile. "Let's go, we'll be late for English Lit."

"Right. Of course. English Lit." Chloe told herself to just chill, and that was when her phone rang an unknown number. She stared at it in horror, feeling terrified and not knowing whether she should answer it or not.

Melissa raised an eyebrow. "You going to answer that or just look at it?"

Chloe gave her a weak smile before bringing the phone to her ear.

"Please tell me I'm talking to the real Chloe." Her own voice spoke in her ear.

"Faye!" Chloe's eyes widened before clearing her throat when Melissa gave her a weird look. "That's my name! Don't wear it out!"

"Oh dear god, don't say that type of stuff when you're me!" Faye begged. "Because, uh, you are me, right?"

"Am I ever." Chloe turned to look at her reflection, or, Faye's.

"And I'm you." Faye took in a deep breath. "Do we know why I'm you?"

"No idea." Chloe's gaze then went to her chain and raised it, the Balcoin pendant around her neck. "Then again..."

"That's new," Melissa commented, putting on her lipstick.

"Melissa's there?" Faye asked.

"Yuh." Chloe nodded, hiding the pendant under her shirt once more.

"Has she figured out that you're me?"

"Doesn't seem so."

"Some best friend she is." Faye sounded like she was pouting.

"What about over there?" Chloe wanted to know.

"I'm still in your room so they haven't seen me, much less figured anything out yet." Faye replied. "How could she not see the difference?" There was a pause. "You're seriously short." Faye let out a growl. "If your friends figure me out and mine don't-" There was a pause. "Wanna play a game of Freaky Friday?"

"Excuse me?" Chloe frowned and seeing Faye's reflection… Just so freaky.

"You be me for a day and I'll be you, see if anyone figure's out what's going on. See who has better friends."


"Look, I've seen the Freaky Friday movies. These sort of freaky things only happen when the people who switch either need some time away from being themselves – or need to learn something they could only learn by being in the other person's shoes." She seemed to be rummaging through something. "And I need to buy you new shoes."

"Don't touch anything." Chloe took in a deep breath, tempted. "We do a whole reveal by the end of the day?"

"Sure." Faye seemed a little preoccupied. "So this is what you put in your hair."

Chloe palmed her face. "Just for the day."

"Cool! Talk to you later so we can fill the other in about what's been going on!" And then Faye hung up.

Chloe didn't get how the other girl could be taking this so easily.

"So, who was that? A new boy toy?" Melissa asked curiously. "Things really not working with Jake?"

Chloe snapped the phone shut, taking in a deep before turning to Melissa and trying out the smirk she'd continuously seen on Faye's face, that single dimple going deep, face mysteriously secretive. "Since when have you known me to kiss and tell?"

Melissa giggled. "Always?"

"Well, I'm keeping this one – at least until tonight." Chloe felt very awkward looking down at people given the fact that she was one of the shortest people she knew and was used to looking up at them.

"Mystery." Melissa laughed, looping her arm around Chloe's arm before leading them out of the bathroom.

Chloe felt a little guilty for deceiving Melissa, but hadn't this what she wanted? At least a day where she wasn't the Firstborn?

Her smile was much more genuine as she walked the halls of the high school of Chance Harbor for the very first time.

11th-Jun-2013 05:58 am (UTC)
You're a goddess!! How is it possible that you post so many chapters in such little time??

Seriously how do you come up with all these twists??
11th-Jun-2013 12:40 pm (UTC)
Aw! Thanks hon! I'm actually quite shocked at how many chapters this story has considering it was only supposed to have ten-fifteen!
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