Title: The New Circle
Fandoms: Smallville/Secret Circle
Characters: Chloe Sullivan, Whitney Fordman, Greg Arkin, Cassie Blake, Diana Meade, Mikhail Balcoin, Lucas Dunleavy, Faye Chamberlain, Byron Moore...
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.
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Zatanna sensed it the second it happened, grabbing the girl by the neck and reached for her dagger. She pressed it against the other girl's abdomen with one fluid movement, lightning fast. "Who are you?"
Those green eyes widened before magic pushed against Zatanna, burning her, forcing her to drop the blade and yet she kept her hand clasped hard against that neck. "Whitney." The voice was Chloe's and yet the tone was different, the intonation slower, more pronounced as those greens rolled to the witch who'd stood, obviously having sensed the change as well. "Can you tell the bitch witch to let go of me before she hurts me? It's not like I was actually trying to switch bodies again. I was only supposed to maybe get in her head for a second, long enough for her to realize we were here." Those lips pursed in a pout. "Ididn't switch. This was her doing."
Whitney raised an eyebrow. "Faye?"
"Someone give the boy a pat on the back." The girl rolled her eyes before fixing them on Zatanna. "Back off, Volturi Guard wannabe. Can't have you damaging the package."
Zatanna was a little confused, but considering that Whitney seemed to know who the person in Chloe's body was and he didn't seem angered or bothered by this, she let go. "Where is Chloe?"
"Out there, with the others," the person, Whitney had called her "Faye", announced. "We were being attacked when she switched with me."
"She can't be out there." Zatanna turned to Whitney as she stood. "As long as she's outside of the protection of my sigils, they can find her."
"'They' being?" Faye wanted to know, standing as well.
"None of your business," Zatanna declared.
"Hey, I'm a part of her Circle and rescue detail. I have every right to know if she has someone on her tail." Faye anchored her hands on her hips.
"Since when are you a part of her Circle and not just a really persistent groupie?" Whitney raised an eyebrow.
Faye smirked. "Since I am her official Prophet."
"Prophet?" Whitney raised an eyebrow, not impressed.
Zatanna froze, examining Faye with a narrowed gaze before turning her grays on Whitney. "How do you know this girl?"
"It's complicated." Whitney shrugged, running his fingers through his hair, gaze turning to Faye. "What's this about being a Prophet? You're a psychic or something?"
Zatanna didn't let Faye speak, still talking to Whitney. "Has Chloe possessed her body before? Has this girl shown immense loyalty to Chloe and unshakable belief in her and her cause, her power? Has this girl, of her own free will, left family and friends to follow Chloe and be near her? Has she expressed an intense yearning and desire to not only follow Chloe physically, but magically as a disciple, and is willing to go to any lengths to achieve that goal, no matter how dastardly the means?"
"Dastardly." Faye smirked. "A little fifties, but I like the word."
"If, when you say disciple, you mean a part of her Circle..." Whitney blinked, staring between Faye and Zatanna. "Then you've creepily hit everything a hundred percent on the nail."
"A Prophet," Zatanna whispered, eyeing Faye in a different light. "I see. But I thought Royals could only possess their prophets, not actually switch bodies with them."
Faye sent a "take that!" look to Whitney before she turned to Zatanna. "She's Voldemort Barbie, general rules don't apply."
Zatanna frowned, obviously not getting the pop cultural reference and yet getting the gist on it nonetheless. "I'm starting to suspect that." She shook her head, grabbing a bag and beginning to stuff things inside of it that she'd need. "We need to go. She's not safe out there. They'll find her and when they do-"
"But she's in Faye's body." Whitney frowned. "Shouldn't that make it a little harder for them to track her down?"
"That's what I've been trying to explain to you people." Zatanna turned to him, agitated. "You don't seem to get that magic isn't tied to our bodies. It's tied to our souls. It's why, when she jumps bodies, her magic doesn't stay locked in her body, it jumps with her." The witch clenched her fists. "That girl's body might be human, but half of her belongs here and that half is going to call to the Royals and they're going to come find her."
"Wait, what?" Faye narrowed Chloe's green eyes, the girl vastly in need of getting caught up.
"No time." Whitney moved towards her. "Do you have a rough idea of where you guys were?"
"I have no idea where we are!" Faye snapped.
"Tell me the layout of the land you were in," Zatanna ordered as she continued grabbing things she'd need.
"It was like a rain forest, I don't know!" Faye threw her hands up in the air.
Zatanna turned towards her. "You can't be serious. Your rift opened up in the Valley of Gorgons?"
"I'm taking that as something that isn't good." Whitney frowned.
"It's good in the sense that it isn't too horribly far away." Zatanna took in a stuttered breath, running her hand down her face. "But there are things in there even my parents were terrified of."
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It seemed like the farther they ran into the jungle, the thicker the fog grew. It was hard to not get lost, not to lose each other in the thickness, and it almost felt as if they were being herded somewhere. The thought was terrifying, but Chloe didn't really have much time to think as she tried to keep from tripping in Faye's heels. Seriously though, why did Faye come to a rescue mission in heels and a dress? What was the idea?
Sensing a shadow racing towards them through the fog, Chloe threw up the shield in time for a giant mongoose looking creature with fangs and claws dripping some sort of orange liquid to bounce off of it, shrieking as the dome emitted an electric shockwave, frying the creature, the scent of burnt fur filling the air. Another creature, this one seeming a mixture of a baboon and an ape, threw itself at the dome in a frenzied attack, seeming to brush off the first couple of electric shocks it received before finally exploding from the accumulation of electricity in its body.
Greg caught her, his hands on her shoulders. "You okay?"
"Yeah." Chloe nodded, bringing a hand to her forehead. "I'm fine."
Up ahead, a creature with a rhino's horn charged with a roar.
Cassie and Diana slammed their palms against the inside of the shield seconds before it could hit, their magic feeding into the barrier and causing spikes of magic to spear out, impaling the creature right through its horn, killing it instantly.
The monsters withdrew into the fog once more, assessing the situation.
Greg kept his scarred hands tight on Chloe's shoulders, his eyes narrowed. "What's blocking you?"
"What?" She turned her head sideways to look into his face, the boy standing behind her slightly.
Greg was obviously using his ability as he gripped her, eyes narrowed. "Something's blocked in you. I can't See why. But it's why you're growing weak power-wise." There was a pause. "Also?" He frowned, tilting his head. "I'm Seeing something I'm not understanding."
Chloe frowned. "Which would be?"
Greg opened his mouth.
Suddenly the shield shattered.
The teens' eyes widened.
"What just happened?" Cassie asked in wide-eyed shock.
"I don't know." Chloe looked around. "I didn't do that."
"Run!" Diana screamed, seeing a creature beginning to charge.
Greg pushed Chloe forwards before grabbing Cassie and Diana, pushing them forwards as well, throwing a fire spell behind him. "Air around me, grant me flame!" He tried catching the pathway on fire, tried slowing down the pace of their pursuers, but Chloe knew that there was little that he could do, especially since the teens had no idea where they were going. She tried desperately to throw back up her shield but no matter how many times she did it, she couldn't get even a flicker of it to appear. Just what the hell had happened back there? Why had it shattered like that? What was going on?
Cutting through some bushes, Chloe skidded to a stop as her eyes widened and she realized that she found herself at the mouth of a stone temple. It was all very Indiana Jones except the Temple was in perfect condition, the flames in the torches spewing black flames, and the markings on the walls... and the statues adorning the courtyard of the Temple… were all monstrous Dragons. The others stumbled into the clearing behind her, but Chloe didn't notice them, the girl in silent awe as she stared at the dark, ominous beauty of this place.
She moved towards one of the statues, felt drawn towards it almost as if against her own will, the girl staring up into the eyes, realizing that the statues were made with different gemstones and so were the eyes. This one's eyes were made of a stone that resembled a bloodstone, half green and half red.
"They haven't followed us here," Cassie whispered.
"Makes you wonder why," Diana whispered back.
Greg joined Chloe's side as the girl stood in front of one of the large Dragon statues. "Are we thinking those things are here too?"
Chloe gulped. "Yep."
"Oh, great." Greg licked his lips.
Chloe hugged herself, feeling a cold chill race down her spine. "We need to get out of here, now."
"Maybe we should stay," Greg announced. "I understand why you would want to leave, but those things out there don't seem to want to be here, so maybe we could stay here until they leave and once they do, we can slip away."
"You don't get it." Chloe's gaze returned to the Dragons. "I can't be here."
"Why not?" Diana frowned, looking from Chloe to the stone Dragons and back. "What don't we know?"
Chloe licked her lips, still half in denial as she hugged herself tighter. "It's just not safe here."
"Okay." Cassie nodded. "Fine." The blonde looked around. "We'll leave then, figure out some way to slip through unnoticed."
Suddenly the teens found themselves forced to their knees on the ground, magic hard and oppressive, nearly suffocating, as a man appeared from the mouth of the Temple, making his way slowly down the steps towards them.
He stepped in front of them, eyebrow raised, his blue eyes observing them, lips curved. "It's a little too late for that, I'm afraid."
Chloe could feel the magic of this man slithering over her like a snake, forcing her on her hands and knees. She tried pushing up off of her knees but there was no such luck. The girl grunted, hating the fact that she was so powerless as he came to stand before them, eyeing them curiously. He had to be a Royal, a Dragon. Zatanna had said that they were the only ones who had the ability to shift into human form and Chloe couldn't help but wonder exactly why he had chosen to take that form right now. Why did he feel it would benefit him to do so?
He stopped before her. "I was told a girl with golden hair held our magic in her veins, and yet, unless there is another golden haired girl in our world that I do not sense, I was lied to."
Her gaze darted away to the side, feeling the magic pressing down harder on her, driving her face into the dirt, her cheek pressing into the dust.
"So he was finally able to successfully do it I see," the man announced as he bent in front of her. "And yet something seems… off… about you."
Chloe remained silent.
"I am speaking to you." He grabbed her hair, yanking her head up so that she was staring into reptilian eyes, the whites inky black. "I know you're truly only a human, but even you should know enough to speak when spoken to."
"Even you should know that you don't touch a woman like that," Greg growled from where he was.
Chloe turned her gaze on him. "Greg, don't."
But the damage was done, the man letting go of her as he turned his attention on Greg. "You think you're being brave? Standing up to me like that, human?" He smirked down at Greg. "For that, I will have my servants eat you first." He raised his hands in the air. "Beasts of the air, consume him!" His smirk grew evil. "Slowly."
Creatures that looked almost like feathered pterodactyls circled above.
"No!" Chloe screamed, fighting against the magic holding her down, her hand trembling against the force keeping her still as it moved slowly towards the pendant that somehow always appeared around her neck, even when she switched bodies.
"Please!" Cassie begged, face closer to the ground than Diana's, and redder as well from her effort against the magic pressing on her.
"Don't hurt him!" Diana struggled and yet it was not as hard as the others, the brunette seeming more intent on trying to take in her surrounding and everything going on around them.
"You asshole!" Greg fought, ever defiant as the creatures continued to circle over him, reaching lower and lower with each swoop, their clawed legs reaching for him. "Fight me like a man and don't send Tweety to do your dirty work!"
Finally Chloe's hand clasped around her pendant and the second it did, a bright light exploded. The girl could feel a tug of magic from her naval, expanding outwards, knocking out her breath, blinding her and driving away the diving pterodactyls with a screech.
Once the light retreated back into the orb, Chloe was more tired than she'd been before, her whole body trembling, but she was in her own body was more and the bright light had done what she'd hope it would, having both blinded, scared, and disoriented everything in this Shadow Realm which was unused to light. Even this man, this Dragon, had staggered back, his control on them loosened, his hands on his eyes as he bent over, trying to recover from the brightness. Chloe staggered to her feet, Diana, Cassie and Greg fast on theirs as well, the teens barely making it three steps before the magic was back, forcing them onto their knees once more.
The man moved towards them before bending on his knees in front of Chloe once more, eyeing her, reaching out to touch her now blonde hair, seeing her in her true form for the first time. "Do you understand how rare you are?"
Chloe stared up at him in silence.
"Do that again, the light," he ordered. "But make sure not to do anything funny this time."
He leaned closer to her, his lips brushing against her earlobe as he whispered, "If you don't do that again, I'll randomly pick one of these girls, strip her naked, and leave her to the mercy of the beasts in these jungles." He took a sniff of her hair. "They won't kill her at first, but she'll wish that they had."
Chloe licked her lips, eyeing her sisters as she reached up and placed a trembling, weak hand over his eyes. "I don't know if this will work." It was with that warning that her free hand clasped around her pendant and she closed her eyes, the light erupting fiercely from within, bathing the whole damned Temple and Courtyard in its brilliant, blinding warmth. It was a large dome of visible bright white light that pushed away the darkness and spread high into the sky, stretching far.
Despite the fact that there was no way he could see it, the man whispered one word, "Incredible."
The already weak blonde couldn't hold the light for long though and the light died away quickly as her hand dropped from the man's face as she swayed, the world tilting, darkness creeping around the edges of her vision as she was caught and thrown over his back.