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The New Circle 119B/? 
7th-Feb-2014 12:42 pm
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Title: The New Circle
Fandoms: Smallville/Secret Circle
Characters: Chloe Sullivan, Whitney Fordman, Major Dru-Zod, Greg Arkin, Cassie Blake, Diana Meade, Mikhail Balcoin, Lucas Dunleavy, Faye Chamberlain/Byron Moore, Adam Knight, Zatanna Zatara, Bart Allen, Clark Kent, Pete Ross, Jor-El, Vika Balcoin, Van McNulty...
Rating: T
Disclaimer: Don't own any original material used in the television series or artwork, they belong to their respective creators. I have merely tweaked them for my story.
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.

"Ego sum tenebrae et lux."

Whitney looked up at that, eyes narrowed. He didn't know the spells used in this particular binding ritual by heart, the beginning ones had been in Syrian and the ones in this section were in Latin-but he'd looked them over enough times, examined what Chloe would be committing herself to, to know that that wasn't a part of the ritual Morgan Edge had given her. The Sanguine knew for a fact that the Avatar shouldn't have erupted into a monstrosity of a creature and begun to circle Chloe, Byron and Adam, blocking them off from Whitney, Mikhail and Pete.

"Ego sum initium, draco omnipotens, ostensor vitae, sponsa de mortis." Chloe wasn't stumbling through her reciting anymore, her eyes flying open to reveal her reptilian eyes, the pupils which were midnight black and expanding similarly to when the Balcoin dark magic took over, and yet Whitney knew that this was something else all-together. "Auscultate mundus, anima, draco, daemonion, mortalis… Auscultate et scitis quod ego sum quod praecantatio. Ego sum nata ut tenebras, osculatus ex lucem, et desideratus nam meus blood. Ille impatienter in vincula nam memet, nam libertas, et in mundus voluntas memento reverentia."

"What's going on?" Mikhail stepped forwards.

Pete stepped forwards as well, eyes narrowed. "Do you feel that?"

"Depends on what you're feeling." Mikhail didn't take his eyes off of Chloe.

"That… power." Pete gulped.

Chloe raised her joined hands with Byron as she stared up at the ceiling, voice louder. "Ego coligo, Byron Balcoin, ontologia opscurum et lux, homo et monstrum, ut memet."

Those were not the binding words.

She was not drawing on the Balcoins for this ritual, it was obvious from how neither Mikhail nor Pete were showing any signs of strain or drain.

"Ille est meus obscuro creatura, obediens, submissum, fidelis et fidus." Chloe's Avatar raced around them so quickly it was hard to distinguish, the magic a mere streak. "Milesque ut inservio mihi, ego revincio eius vitiosus usque desiderans. Ipse voluntas quibus nulla dominus nisi mihi."

Adam was glowing with the power he was conducting between Chloe and Byron, the Tentagel Balcoin-Circle member acting like a living wand as he kept his eyes open but narrowed, obviously concentrating.

Byron looked in pain, the boy's face scrunched up as he tensed, and yet he held on tightly, riding through the power that was seeping into him, the magical chain of light, darkness and blood around his and Chloe's wrists tightening and tightening.

Pete frowned and moved towards them.

Whitney held his arm out in front of his friend, stopping his movement.

"You sense it, don't you?" Pete glared at Whitney. "You don't go from stumbling through obviously rehearsed lines to speaking a dead language fluently like that in seconds! Something else is going on here!"

"Whatever it is, you won't help the situation if you interrupt the spell." Whitney kept his narrowed, worried gaze on Chloe. "In fact, you could just make it worse."

"Restringo mei frater, et liberare mei prodauctor." Chloe stared up at the ceiling, magic exploding out of her and searing through those in the room, sending Pete and Mikhail flying backwards. "Sicut ego voluntas, ita festucam illud sit."

The chains snaked their ways up the rest of Byron's body in the blink of an eye, binding him in blood, light and darkness, before they disappeared, and the boy collapsed on the floor, unconscious.

Adam stumbled back, still glowing slightly as he brought his hand to his head. A trail of blood slipped past his nostril but he brushed it away with the back of his palm quickly.

Whitney ignored the fallen Balcoin males (and Adam's plight), the Sanguine moving instead towards Chloe, wary and alert as he stood in front of her. "What the hell was that?"

She stared at him, almost as if she wasn't seeing him, a small smile on her face. "It's done." Chloe then brought her hand to her head, confusion coloring her features as she narrowed her eyes and looked at him more clearly, fear filling her greens as she reached for his shirt, her voice soft and scared. "Whitney?"

Whitney felt it, felt the stabbing pain that echoed throughout his body, and knew with a sinking feeling that something very wrong was happening.

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He laughed as all around him the barriers, the shackles, the wards and spells that'd kept him prisoner, which had been breaking little by little, finally shattered into millions of pieces.

Rao looked up, the Dragon able to sense it immediately now that the countless spells binding him were gone. "What is the meaning of this?"

"Is that fear that I smell in the air surrounding you?" He tilted his head to the side, a smirk playing on his lips as he eyed the Dragon who had been so high and mighty for far too long, who had reveled in his lowly state. "You did not truly believe that I would forever be bound in that pathetic, controllable state, did you?"

"How did this come to be?" Rao didn't answer, still playing the king in his palace, secure in his own power and in the thousands of witches surrounding him who were willing to lay down their lives for him should he require it of them. "Your powers were sealed away by the most powerful Ruling Council in Apokalips' history, an act which they accomplished at the expense of their lives, something they knew going into the sealing and yet did willingly to make sure that your powers would never be unleashed by you ever again." He stood, eyes narrowed. "So explain to me how you have managed to do the impossible."

"I don't answer to you, I never did, I was merely biding time." He sneered at Rao, disgusted at the Dragon who thought he could be king. "And now that it is here, as I always knew it would-as I told them it would, you have a choice."

Rao raised an eyebrow. "Do I now?"

He nodded. "Give up your desire to rule this planet, and instead agree to step down from the fight and abdicate in favor of your daughter."

Rao's eyes shifted to their reptilian form. "Why would I do something as stupid as that?"

"Because, if you fight her, I promise you that you will lose." He grinned at the thought. "You made her a powerful tool, but you do not even know how to read the instructions in the manual. She's an electric saw-you're still working out how to handle a monkey-wrench."

Rao snarled. "I will not have you speak to me with such disrespect!"

"I'll show you something about respect." He raised his hand, his magic reacting with ease and such naturalness despite having been so restricted and sealed for so long, the blow of intense power visible as it raced towards Rao. The magic sent the Dragon in human form flying into the wall with a loud thud and kept him pinned there as fire began to spring up everywhere, a smile appearing on his lips. "It's been too long… Too long."

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Diana would've fallen if Lucas hadn't caught her.

The Balcoin Hand narrowed his eyes as he stared down at her. "What is it?"

Bringing her hand to her forehead, Diana whimpered as out-of-focus images flashed through her mind. "It's Chloe-I felt-our connection-it's fuzzy-but-…" the girl licked her lips and tried to concentrate on the images, to make them come into focus. "It's the ritual-I think Pete and Mikhail have done something-but even that's not what I'm feeling."

"What are you talking about?" Lucas waited for her to get steady on her feet before he let go. "What's happening?"

"I'm seeing flashes-I think-" Diana groaned as she tried to concentrate harder. "Chloe, Pete, Mikhail, Byron, Adam and Whitney are somewhere together-she's in pain, and Pete and Mikhail are fighting."

Lucas' eyes widened.

"But then it changes to Zatanna running by herself-and then quickly to Greg, Faye and Cassie in some sort of electric box-and then-then-" Diana wiped at the trail of blood trailing down from her nostril. "Darkness-but not-Zod-my gods!" Diana's eyes flew open. "We can't be here. We need to wake up, now!"

"How do we do that?" Lucas wanted to know. "We weren't supposed to be here in the first place."

"We can't use our magic, that's important," Diana stressed, before her eyes widened and she turned to Lucas. "Scales!"

Lucas made a face. "She can't manifest inside here."

"No, but she's the manifestation of Chloe's Balcoin magic, and we're Chloe's Balcoin Circle, which means not only does Scales have a consciousness but she has a connection to us." Diana held out the hand with her Balcoin symbol to Lucas. "Come, give me your hand, it might strengthen the connection."

Lucas eyed her hand, eyebrow raised. "No."

She glared at him, unable to believe that even in this sort of circumstance he'd let his own feelings towards her get in the way of them helping Chloe. "I know you and I have issues because of what Cassie and I did to John, but we're in the same Circle now so you're going to-."

Lucas rolled his eyes and grabbed her hand reluctantly with his marked one. "For the record, that wasn't the reason I didn't want to do this."

Diana frowned. "What other reason could you possibly have?"

Lucas snorted. "Despite the fact that I'm a natural flirt, I don't like the idea of hounding on another guy's territory, or to even give the impression that I'm doing so. I only pretend to flirt with her while the guy is there to annoy him, and only once he's sealed the deal and is secure in their relationship. It's one of my ground rules."

Diana blinked as she stared at him in confusion. "Huh?"

Lucas sneered at her before he paused and blinked. "Wait, you really don't see it?"

"See what?" Diana eyed him in darkening confusion.

Lucas snorted in amusement. "So I see the whole being 'oblivious to guys and their attraction' thing runs in the females of the Balcoin family, and it's not just Chloe who suffers from it."

She was being insulted, she was sure of it, but didn't have the time to deal with this. "Scales!" The brunette tightened her grip on Lucas' hand. "Lucas and I need to wake up now. It's urgent."

Lucas took in a deep breath. "Come on Scales, do your thing, tap your heels together and send us back to Kansas."

Either Scales was a fan of Oz references, or she just preferred Lucas, because the world whooshed around them and the two witches awoke in the cave, and yet things were different from how they remembered it. For one thing they were in a barrier, there was a thick dark fog all around the room, and…

"Whet the hell?" Lucas pushed to his feet and moved towards the barrier, voice low in horror.

Diana joined his side, staring at the barriers around Pete and Mikhail, which were trembling under the force of the attack on them by the unconscious witches inside. "We need to do something, we need to help."

"But how?" Lucas turned to look at her.

"I was not so patiently awaiting for someone in there to wake up and ask that," Zod's voice announced from a distance, causing both teens to jump in shock.

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Chloe cried as she held onto her arm, eyes widening as swirling icicles seemed to twirl their way up her arm, leaving a thin coat of ice over her like a second skin. She didn't understand what was going on, her mind having blanked out from the beginning of the ritual to the moment it'd ended and this nightmare started.

Byron was on a heap on the ground.

"Through my connection with her I can feel her magic flickering." Adam stood on one of Chloe's sides, eyes wide.

"It's not stopping." Whitney had his hand on Chloe's frozen arm and was whispering incantations desperately, his eyes widening in horror as the ice rose up her shoulder and downwards towards her chest. "Whatever happened whenever she got in between those two spells-!"

"This is your doing!" Mikhail snarled to Pete, eyes darkening, the pupils seeming to dilate. "This is why you came, isn't it? I wondered why you'd suddenly give a damn about what was going on with us and now I know why!" His eyes were nearly black. "You're here to kill her and take over as First!"

Chloe opened her mouth to tell them not to start this stupid fight, but all that came out were visible huffs of cold breath.

Pete shook his head as he stepped forwards. "You know what? I am sick and tired of hearing this crap from you. You know what I think? I think this is all your doing. Have we found out who the Third is? Because I have a feeling it's you and this is your way of getting rid of both of us so you can take over!" There was something dark and vicious that Greg had never seen in Pete before. "What can you really expect from someone who was raised by John Balcoin?" Pete's own eyes began to grow darker as he moved closer. "But I'm not going to let you hurt her, let you touch her. I mightn't be living in the same house as her, or want to be in the same Circle, but Chloe is my sister and my friend and I will not let some monster like you hurt her." Those pupils trembled before they bled out. "Stop whatever you're doing to her, or I'll make you."

Chloe's eyes widened in shock at the realization that Pete's Balcoin dark magic was active. Just when exactly had that happened and why hadn't he at least mentioned it to her? Sure, they weren't in the same Circle, but they were family! And the Balcoin dark magic was a heady, problematic thing that only Balcoins could really understand.

Mikhail sneered. "I thought Chloe said your Balcoin dark magic wasn't active. I see there were many things about you she didn't know." He clenched his fists. "Doesn't matter if you have your dark magic or not, whether you're the Secondborn or not, I'll still prove to everyone who you really are." Mini tornados appeared all around him. "Stop whatever you're doing to her right now and reverse it, and I'll let you live, for her, because for some crazy reason she loves you."

Pete chuckled darkly, ice crawling up his clenched fists. "I was just about to tell you the exact same thing."

Mikhail snarled. "So we're going to have to do this the hard way then."

Pete growled. "It would seem so."

Simultaneously, they yelled out curses, air and ice racing towards each other, and the second they clashed violently, Chloe screamed in agony, this the only sound that would escape her lips as the cold and pain erupted within her viciously and spread throughout her body.

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Diana and Lucas nodded to each other as they walked slowly, carefully, and yet purposefully, their barrier having split to form two separate ones around their bodies as they moved. The witches ignored Zatanna despite her being closer to them, giving her more time to do whatever it was that Diana had seen her running to do, and instead moved towards Cassie's bubble. They shared looks before raising their Balcoin-marked palms towards the barrier the youngest Balcoin female was unconscious within.

Lucas hesitated and lowered his hand as he sent a look behind him despite the fact that with the miama they couldn't see the others. "Are you sure that we're not going to hurt Chloe more by using magic?"

"It's not offensive magic, not even defensive magic." That was the Dragon Councilman, Jor-El, speaking through the darkness. "It should be fine."

Lucas licked his lips as he turned to Diana. "It's the "should" that gets me every time."

"I know." Diana agreed. "But if we took them physically we could risk breaking the barrier, or we mightn't even be able to reach them-and we need to do this as quickly as possible, you've seen the barriers waver like I have."

Lucas took in a deep breath. "I don't like this."

"Neither do I, but we're the only Circle that's awake, so we need to do what needs to be done to help Chloe. It's our responsibility." Diana squared her shoulders.

Lucas frowned as his gaze went to the only other member of their Circle, Adam, who was trapped in the orb with Chloe. "We need more members in our Circle. This would go by quicker if there were more people helping out."

"We'll make do with what we have." Diana turned towards Cassie and raised her marked palm towards the blonde.

Lucas shook his head as he did the same.

"Cassie Balcoin, light as air... Cassie Balcoin, light as air... Cassie Balcoin, light as air." Diana and Lucas focused their intent on raising the unconsicous blonde, watching as slowly, surely, the orb/barrier the blonde was in, and the blonde herself, began to rise in the air.

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"You two need to stop! Stop cursing each other!" Adam was yelling at the boys fighting each other when she finally found them. Pete and Mikhail weren't listening to Adam in the least bit, the Tentagel leaning over Chloe and Whitney. "You're only making matters worse!"

Zatanna raced as fast as she could and shoved Pete to the ground, tumbling on top of him before she looked up and aimed her palm warningly at Mikhail when he turned towards them to continue the fight. "The two of you need to stop immediately!"

"Step out of the way, Zatanna." Mikhail snarled. "He's hurting Chloe, and I'm going to-."

"I'm not the one doing it! He is!" Pete snapped.

"You both are!" Zatanna yelled at them, feeling Pete tense beneath her, and seeing Mikhail go pale.

"What?" Mikhail whispered.

"What are you talking about?" Pete wanted to know as he leaned up on his elbows.

"It's what I've been tying to tell you two. It's the spells," Adam spoke, agitated. "When she got between them they affected her, hurt her."

"That's what I felt?" Whitney narrowed his eyes.

Zatanna pushed to her feet. "Think about it, we're inside Chloe's psyche, and you two numbskulls are using magic! These aren't really your physical bodies. You're attacking her!"

Mikhail, pale as death, stumbled backwards. "N-no... I w-wouldn't-!"

"You're still implying I would!" Pete snapped.

"How do I know you didn't know all this and goad me into a fight on purpose?" Mikhail snapped at Pete but was visibly restraining himself from actual physical fighting. "If anything happens to her-if you've made me help you hurt her-I swear to the gods, Pete Balcoin, I'll kill you."

Pete sneered at him. "You should really consider a career in acting because that performance was Oscar-worthy."

Mikhail clenched his fists before he turned and went towards Chloe, who was curled in Whitney's arms as the jock sat on the ground. Mikhail's face was twisted with worry and guilt as he knelt down in front of her. "Chloe? Are you okay?"

Chloe merely stared ahead, eyes glassy, breaths coming out as icy storms.

"Does she look okay to you, Mikhail?" Whitney snapped at him as he held the trembling girl closer, a sheen of cold ice covering most of her body, her face the only thing left uncovered. "Chloe, you need to do something, don't just take this laying down! You're stronger than the both of them combined could even hope to be!"

"Normally I'd agree with you, but she's depleted a lot of strength." Adam knelt down on Chloe's other side and placed his hand on her forehead. "Right before this happened, while she was doing the binding, she did something else, something that weakened her tremendously."

Zatanna moved closer, eyes narrowed. "What do you mean?"

Adam looked up at her. "I know enough latin to know that that spell she used to bind Byron wasn't the spell she was supposed to do, plus, she didn't draw on any of the Balcoins as power sources as she should've."

Whitney lowered his gaze. "I noticed that as well."

Adam licked his lips. "Thing is, some of her last words, while I couldn't get every part of them-it seemed like she was casting two different spells simultaneously."

Pete stepped forwards, eyes narrowed. "What are you talking about? Why would Chloe do something so dangerous like that? Nell said that-."

"Who gives a damn what the Thoreaux heffer said?" Mikhail interrupted viciously, gaze on Adam. "What was the other spell?"

"Again, I haven't exactly been able to get the education I should've so my latin isn't exactly what it should be..." Adam licked his lips, clearly uneasy. "But from what I could make out, it seemed as if she was performing a binding, and an unbinding, all at the same time, and those are polar opposite spells."

"Wait, what?" Zatanna narrowed her eyes as her gaze went to the youngest, as well as unconscious, Balcoin. "Are you saying that Byron isn't bound?"

"Oh, he's bound." Adam moved towards Byron and picked up his palm to show a design there, it looked like a sun and moon eclipse. "The thing is, I felt that power, that unbinding, directed somewhere else."

Pete took a couple of steps towards them. "Towards someone else? Like who?"

"That doesn't matter right now!" Whitney snapped as he rearranged the girl in his arms. "We need to get her out of here and back before whatever the hell you two did to her becomes permanent."

Both Mikhail and Pete flinched back at the vicious accusation in his words.

Zatanna eyed them before her gaze turned to Whitiney. "Your eyes."

"What about them?" He snarled as he turned those reddening orbs on her.

"Control yourself." She ordered. "You'll do her no good if you lose control."

Whitney eyed her in confusion and yet his eyes slowly returned to their normal tint as he stood and easily pulled Chloe up with him in his arms bridal style. "Let's go." His gaze turned to Adam. "We have to head back to the tree, right?"

Adam nodded silently in response.

Whitney turned to Mikhail and Pete. "Make yourselves useful and grab Byron."

They were surprisingly submissive, working together without complaint as they grabbed their youngest brother's unconscious body and started out after Whitney, who'd already started walking back in the direction they'd come from, heading out of the cave.

"The Avatar disappeared." Adam looked around, eyes narrowed.

Zatanna grabbed Adam's arm and brought his attention to her as she lowered her voice. "Chloe's not the only one vulnerable right now."

Adam stared at her in confusion for a second before his gaze went to Whitney's back. "What? You mean because of his eyes?"

"I mean because he's her Sanguine and she's his Animus, and they apparently still don't get what that means." Zatanna gave a groan. "I don't know too much about it myself, my parents and I weren't exactly a part of the Dragons' inner circle... I thought Zod had explained it to them." She shook her head. "All I really know for sure is that if anything happens to Chloe, Whitney is going to become a rabid animal."

Adam frowned. "What are you talking about?"

Zatanna took in a deep breath. "Let's just get her out of here and get her better. Now."

Adam eyed her before he nodded, and the two of them hurried after the others.

7th-Feb-2014 09:54 pm (UTC)
one word...awesome
21st-Feb-2014 01:11 am (UTC)
Thanks you :)
8th-Feb-2014 02:10 am (UTC)
Uh oh sounds like they need to wake up before Whitney gets magical rabies.

Lucas is right the circles are too unbalanced. They need to bind the Balcoin circle before that creepy dragon who kicked Rao's ass comes looking for Chloe.
21st-Feb-2014 01:11 am (UTC)
magical rabies… i love that.

They Are. Most definitely.
8th-Feb-2014 02:40 am (UTC)
Ohhh goodness, ohh goodness!!!!!
Wow!!! That was awesome!!!

Why does this new player want Rao to step down in favor of Chloe?? Does he just hate Rao or does he have other intentions???

Are we finally going to know what the whole sanguine/animus means????

21st-Feb-2014 01:11 am (UTC)
I wouldn't say he hates Rao…
9th-Feb-2014 04:40 am (UTC)
Omfg! Loved everything can't wait for more zod and rabis whitney and the reveal of the new big bad!
21st-Feb-2014 01:12 am (UTC)
Rabies!Whitney…. That just makes me giggle!
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