Title: The New CircleFandoms: Smallville/Secret CircleCharacters: Chloe Sullivan, Whitney Fordman, Greg Arkin, Cassie Blake, Diana Meade, Mikhail Balcoin, Lucas Dunleavy, Faye Chamberlain, Byron Moore...Rating: TDisclaimer: Don't ownSummary: 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.
Chloe pushed herself to her feet, brushing herself off. "What the hell just happened?"
"I wanted to talk, just the two of us," a very familiar voice announced, sending chills down her spine.
Twirling around, Chloe found herself no longer in Smallville but in darkness, apparently in a cave, but this wasn't her caves. No, this cave didn't give her the feeling that she could reach her hand out and command it. No. She was a stranger in these caves. A trespasser in the pitch black, unable to see even the tip of her nose in the unbelievable darkness. "Rao."
"This is just happening in your mind, we're both too tired, mentally and magically, for this to actually be happening corporeally." His voice echoed all around her in the darkness. "That relief you're feeling right now is insulting. I wouldn't kill you. You're too important."
"Right." Chloe nodded, twirling around, trying to see, trying to pierce the darkness, and yet unable to. "It's the females that give birth to the darkness, right?"
There was silence, and then: "Exactly."
"Why not just use Alura then, huh? She's a female and she's here. And she's a whole Dragon, not just a half like me." Chloe licked her lips, trying to get some answers. "Why let Augo get her? And where are they anywhere? Because they weren't with you when I was there – not that I was there that long."
"I see Zod has been talking." He chuckled darkly. "How is my favorite pupil?"
"Married. To me." Chloe glared into the darkness.
There was a pause. "That… can't be possible."
Chloe blinked, not having expected that one. "And why not? Isn't that one of the reasons you sent my family and friends to Apokalips? To tempt him out with a trade so he'd come back and 'wed and bed' me?"
Something heavy moved in the darkness around her. "While I did not plan on you going to Apokalips so soon, when I realized that that was where you had teleported to, I knew that you would meet him: Dru-Zod, the one I had planned for you but who had failed me. I knew that Zod would, without realizing what he was doing, help me further my plan by doing something we could not do… I, due to being your father, and… a certain someone else… due to the fact that he did not know what he was or how to illicit the necessary responses."
"What are you talking about?" Chloe frowned at the darkness, turning around and around, unable to pinpoint his location.
"I needed Dru-Zod to, as a male Dragon aware of his abilities, illicit a response from you as a female Dragon. That was all. You are not married to him," Rao declared, shocking the hell out of her.
"Yes, I am!" Chloe announced, yanking the back of her shirt up to reveal the intricately designed scales leading down to the tribal Z at the small of her back. "He has my symbol on him." She continued looking around her in the darkness. "This means we're married!" She then paused, eyes widening. "This does mean we're married, right?"
There was another pause, and then the sound of something heavy dragging in the darkness, drawing closer.
Chloe gulped, losing her nerve, dropping the hem of her shirt and looking around her nervously, wishing she could see something and not be so vulnerable.
While the girl couldn't actually see Rao, she had a feeling that she was in there (wherever there was) with his Dragon form, not him human one, and it filled her with some terror. Just because she could bring down a bolt of lightning, didn't mean she could go up against him, especially when she couldn't even make herself see! She was way in over her head here, completely vulnerable and at his mercy, and they both knew it.
Confirmation that this wasn't his human form came when a talon clawed up her back, lifting her shift so high that she was forced to grab it at her breasts to keep it from being yanked off completely. It was only her terror that kept her from saying anything, but she could feel that he was only using one talon to do this, and that that talon was humongous. Her heart raced rapidly, her breaths escaping through her lips, her eyes wide, staring unseeingly in front of her into the darkness as she gripped her shirt protectively at her breasts, the shirt basically pulled up over her head from behind so he could have a better look at the scales she'd only given him a scant view of earlier.
Finally, he growled, the whole place shaking with it, his breath hitting her whole body.
Just how big was he in Dragon form?
Chloe gulped, trying to remind herself that Dragons had those pesky senses and, even if this was a mental trip, he might be able to smell her terror – the gods knew he could probably see it on her! She couldn't let him see this on her! She had to be strong! She had to! Even if she was alone and terrified!
"Seyg, you meddling old bastard."
Chloe narrowed her eyes, sending a sideways glance towards that pissed off voice. "So I am married to Zod then."
"No, it isn't a marriage." He dropped her shirt and stepped away into the darkness, his voice clearly displeased. "It's a Meld. Damn it, Seyg."
Her eyes widened. "Wait, what?" Pulling down her shirt, Chloe's fear was tempered with her confusion as she turned towards Rao, who she was now sure was behind her. "What's a Meld?"
"It doesn't matter," he announced, voice rumbling with his displeasure. "Once he comes into his own, it won't matter. Zod had his chance, but he refused my offer. That was his first mistake. Now he comes here and aligns himself against me." His voice lowered angrily. "That was his final mistake."
Chloe's eyes narrowed into the darkness. "Is that what this was all about? You telling me to stay away from Zod?"
"No." His voice was echoing from all around her once more. "I initiated this conversation to applaud your spirit. I will crush it, of course, but I applaud it nonetheless."
"How flattering." Chloe looked around her.
"You're so young, so inexperienced, and virtually untrained in your superior, Dragon magic, and yet the night of the attack on the Balcoin House, I was both infuriated at your continued defiance – andfascinated at your display of power. If you can tap into this amount of power at this early stage of your development, you have vast wells of magic at your disposal that you cannot begin to understand, and it excites me to think about what we can become once you have been brought into line and taught to harness that control for the right reasons."
"The right reasons being your reasons," she clarified cheekily.
"Exactly," he agreed.
"Such as world domination," she said, pushing her luck, clenching her fists. "Bringing the surviving humans, and maybe even witches, remaining to heel under our command and bringing a new breed of Dragons into existence through this Half Dragon and I, and possibly Alura and Augo."
"Alura lost her ability to breed," he responded candidly. "It was one of the reasons her relationship with Zor turned so sour."
"So it all rests on my shoulders. Geez Rao, nice to know one has a purpose in life. Breeding. Like cattle." She sneered, her annoyance helping to mask her fear as she gazed around her in the thick darkness. "Sorry to ruin your grandiose plans of world domination and population, but Vika wasn't the only Balcoin woman who is going to refuse to be used like that." Suddenly pressure clutched around her throat, Chloe gasped as her oxygen was cut off completely and her body was levitated off of the ground, the blonde clawing at her neck despite the fact that there was nothing there.
"Do not speak of her so lightly when you know nothing of her." His voice was hissed, furious, around her.
Chloe gasped, desperate for air. "I know she preferred to send you back – to sacrifice the child she must have loved to do so – to stop your plan the first time!" She was flung through the air and hit something hard, the girl crying out as she was pinned against it, trying to use her own magic and yet she was still in the process of healing and had used up whatever reserved she'd had stored up on Kate Meade. "Go ahead! Be a damned bully! Throw me around! Slap me up! We both know you're not going to kill me! And all you're going to do is make me more and more sure that I'm right standing up to you and not doing what you want me to do!"
"I could kill you this instant!" he hissed to her angrily. "I could take your sisters – the both of them! I could impregnate them myself and have more Balcoin heirs! An army of them!" He grew closer. "I grow tiredof your continued resistance."
For a moment, his words caused a spear of terror to pierce through her, and then she paused, her voice scratchy. "Then why haven't you?"
There was silence, his magical grip on her throat loosening slightly, allowing some oxygen to return.
"You've had both of them in your clutches – while you were in a host, yes, but you've had them both. Sure, you might have still thought I was a feasible option at the time but you've proven yourself to be incredibly cunning, smart, and remarkably patient." Chloe breathed in oxygen greedily as she spoke, feeling his presence moving around her like a predator circling its prey, the girl struggling against the hold on her and yet unable to get free. "So why didn't you take Cassie and Diana then, just in case I didn't work out? As a Plan B?"
"I should have." He snarled.
"But you didn't," she reminded. "Which means you have a reason. You don't do anything without a reason." She coughed, trying to breathe in more oxygen than he was letting through. "It's obviously not an issue of infertility; that was John's problem, not yours."
His movement was becoming urgent, anxious, clearly unhappy and uncomfortable.
"And Dragons can interbreed normally with humans, not just magically. You proved that when Vika became pregnant with your child." Chloe hissed when the grip on her neck tightened once more, though not to the degree where she couldn't breathe once again. But it meant she was getting somewhere and he was warning her off. That merely served to spur her on, her mind working a million thoughts a second, trying to figure out what the hell was going on here that she wasn't getting and had him so angsty.