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The New Circle 131a/? 
17th-Jul-2015 04:14 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.
A/N: So…. I'm considering changing the rating of this story but am not sure….

Chloe found him. Of course she did. Just like Whitney always managed to find his way to her, she always found him, no matter what. She'd started taking it as a given. Whitney and her would forever be tied and drawn towards each other, as if there was an invisible cord that bound them.

Whitney leaned against the dead end he'd finally come to after heading down into, until then, an unexplored cave vein. He sat on the ground, back against the wall, knees hugged to his chest as he kept his head lowered, his hair shielding his face from her gaze. "Go away."

Like hell she would. She moved towards him and bent to her knees in front of him, her hand on his scaled one.

Whitney yanked away and turned away from her. "Don't touch me!"

"Stop it." Her voice was harder than she would've wanted, but why the hell did he think that this mattered to her? "Let me see." When he tensed she sighed. "Whit..." Chloe reached out and touched his face, tilting it to face her. Her own eyes were reptilian, allowing her to see him in the darkness.

There was no denying Whitney looked different. There were silver scales trailing over the bridge of his nose and cheekbones which led down in a patterned design down his throat and neck. They were mostly hidden from view by his shirt but given the fact that his arms and hands were scaled she figured his chest must be as well. His nails were claws, similar to his "Freddy Kruger Hamsa". His eyes... The pupils had shifted in shape, almost reptilian, and they glowed blood red. It reminded her of Whitney's reflection in the pool of blood in Rao's kingdom, except he didn't have her heptagon symbol blazing on his forehead.

"What's happening to me?" Whitney's voice was hoarse.

"I don't know, you shocked Zod. He's calling this a half-form, and apparently Sanguines aren't supposed to have one." She continued her examination of his face. "You look incredibly badass."

He laughed darkly. "Don't lie to make me feel better, I know what I look like. Maybe not in detail, but I know enough to know I look like some deformed freak."

Her eyes narrowed and in seconds she felt her own silver scales showing. "Are you saying I look like a freak?"

His eyes widened in shock. "Of course not! Yours is cute! All delicate and feminine! It's nothing like mine! I'm repulsive!"

"You're far from repulsive." She brushed his hair out of his face.

He raised an eyebrow at her in disbelief as he raised his scale-covered hands palms-up. "I call your bull."

Her lips twitched at his attitude as she took his hands in hers, running her fingertips along the scales (Whitney shivered) before tracing the under-curve of one of his claws. It drew blood from her digit. It was that sharp.

"What the hell are you doing?" Whitney pulled away as if scared to hurt her further.

"It's just a cut." She put her digit in her mouth, the taste of metallic strong on her tongue.

Whitney stared down at his hands. "What if this doesn't go away?"

"It's a half-form, it will." She moved closer. "What were you thinking? Challenging Zod like that? You knew that it was dangerous. He's a Dragon." She hesitated. "I would've defended you if he'd attacked, but you're usually much more diplomatic than that."

"I don't know what came over me." Whitney leaned hard against the wall, resting his arms on his knees. "I just wanted him to leave. He's always there. Always. It's like I can't talk to you anymore without him there. And then most of the things he says make me wanna hit him, but I usually can control myself better than I did back there."

"I thought you two go along?" She tilted her head.

"Yeah, I guess." Whitney shrugged. "Doesn't mean I want him around all freaking day though. I also don't think he has any right to an opinion on you, your Circles, or how you choose to lead." He huffed, clearly annoyed. "Especially when he's so wrong."

"Wrong how?"

He looked up at her at that. "Chloe, you're a witch with Dragon magic. I get it, but you grew up human. That culture is what has shaped you. They shouldn't expect you to suffocate your human side so your Dragon side can become dominant." He pressed on when he saw her lips part. "We've been through this before. You suppressed your Balcoin Magic in favor for your Darkseid and we all know how badly that would've gone if you hadn't stopped."

Chloe leaned back on her knees, shocked, she hadn't thought of it that way. "So you think I should remain as I was."

"I think you need to strike a healthy balance," he corrected. "You're coming into your Dragon heritage and I get that. You're going to need to be one with your inner reptile if we're going to beat your dad... but Zod, Jor, and any other Dragon out there is going to try to take advantage of your transition period. They're going to want to mold you into who they think you should be instead of letting you discover who you are all on your own."

Chloe stared at him and wanted to cry at just how much he worried about her. "I'm going to be okay, Whitney. I'll find a compromise between both sides."

"You sound so confident," he muttered.

"Of course I am," she whispered. "You won't let it be any other way."

He looked up at that, eyes wide, silent.

She reached out and carefully wrapped her hand around his much larger one. "Whatever happens we'll get through it, together, like we always have." She didn't just mean herself and her situation. Whatever was happening to Whitney she'd be there for him, helping him figure out what was going on with him and how to control it. He'd always been there for her when she'd needed him, and she'd be there for him whenever he needed her, no questions asked.

Whitney stared at her, still silent, and then brought her hand to his lips in a soft kiss that left her heart fluttering like mad. "See?" He whispered softly. "If Zod was here I wouldn't be able to do that, and I really wanted to kiss you." His expression was a mixture of wry amusement and reluctant defeat. "Until I find a way to change back, this will have to do."

Chloe didn't remember moving, but suddenly she was kneeling between Whitney's thighs, her lips on his as she kissed his shocked lips apart.

Whitney's hands carefully grabbed her shoulders and pushed her away. "Don't-not when I look like-!"

"Shut up, Fordman," she whispered, voice low, and brought her lips to his once more as she cupped his face.

Whitney's body seems to go through a series of spams, and then the grip on her shoulders was pulling her closer instead of pushing her away. He responded to her kiss hungrily, sending shocks of desire down her body as she gripped him tighter.

Chloe could feel the darkness within her coming alive, leaving every nerve overly sensitive. Whitney's every touch, his kiss, his breath on her skin, it had her whimpering and trembling in pleasure.

His clawed hands tore down the back of her gown, ripping the material to shreds. The dress would require magic to be fixed, and even then Chloe wasn't sure it'd be as it was before - but she didn't care. In fact, as she kissed him harder, more urgently. Chloe reached around her to grab his hands as they'd been about to pull away - and brought them back to the tattered material.

Whitney groaned into her mouth as he gripped the material tightly and ripped it completely apart, destroying the back of the regal gown and exposing her whole back all the way down to the dimples on the small of her back. His hands lowered to dig into the material at her hips, which he grabbed with desperation as he yanked her towards him and twisted his body, falling backward onto the floor, pulling her with him.

A cry escaped Chloe's as she suddenly found herself straddling Whitney's hips on the cave floor. Crimson heated her chest and trailed up her neck, yet while she was slightly embarrassed that wasn't the reason for the color on her skin. Heat bloomed inside of her, heat unlike anything she'd ever felt before, and she leaned down to capture his lips once more in a kiss so incredible it curled her toes.

Whitney's hands were like fire, leaving a hot path as they reached up and trailed their way down her bare back. His thumbs found the line of scales down her spine, and she nearly screamed at the pleasure that attacked her almost violently every time his nails scraped down yet another scale. Chloe clutched his shirt tightly and bucked against him, her body desperate, the slow torment down each and every scale leaving her close to sobbing.

Something soft brushed against her, and something else, and something else... It was so soft she almost didn't feel them, and then she did, and finally pulled away, eyes wide.

Darkness surrounded them, leaving the cavern completely black, but within the darkness there were thing moving. There were butterflies. The shadows seemed to give birth to them; the butterflies swarm in the hundreds around them, multicolored and breathtakingly beautiful with the design of dragon eyes on their wings.

Whitney leaned up on his elbows, eyes wide. "Wow. I've never seen this many at the same time before."

Chloe stared at them in wide eyed shock. Are these…harbingers?

But these hadn't crawled out of her throat - they'd just - appeared! Was it because she was stronger now? Because she could manifest the darkness - which was all around them?

"They're not turning into monsters like they did in Apokalips," Whitney declared in relief. "Why is that?" He then turned towards her.

Chloe's eyes widened. "Whitney, your forehead!"

His eyes were wide as he brought his hand to his forehead. "What? What is it?"

Chloe instead reached for her hand and pulled it up. The X was still there, glowing. She glanced up and gulped at the sight of her heptagon symbol blazing on his forehead.

Something Zod had told her when he'd first come to earth played through her head:

"When you entered Apokalips, we connected immediately. My magic hunted and marked yours, showing intent to claim a fertile female, and you accepted by producing a harbinger whilst with me, showing an instinctive desire and acceptance that cannot be faked. Once that harbinger escaped your lips, it was sealed." He sighed. "We're bound to produce an heir."

"Whitney, my back."

His eyes widened and he sat up. "Did I scratch you? Merlin, if I hurt you—!"

Chloe rose from his lap and gripped the front of her dress as she turned her back to him. "My back, Whitney, what's on my back?"

Whitney moved to rest on his knees. He was silent as he examined her, the soft touch of his fingers against the intricate scales leading down her spine towards the small of her back caused the shivers of pleasure to return and spike throughout her body, momentarily distracting her as moisture continued to pool at the vee of her thighs. "…gone."

"What's gone?" She tried to glance over her shoulder but couldn't see anything.

"Coach's symbol, it's gone." Whitney's breath was against her skin. "There's an X here instead." His lips pressed against the skin softly.

Chloe's eyes fluttered closed at the sensation. "How—?"

Whitney's hands anchored at her waist, his fingers digging into the material of her broken gown as his lips began to tease her scales, her skin, his teeth scraping softly over her skin.

Chloe's breath escaped her lips in soft cries as she clutched the gown to her chest. The scales were incredibly sensitive, so every suck, every kiss, every flick of his tongue against them slowly drove to her insanity. She rubbed her thighs together, the insides embarrassingly slick. Whitney's claws slowly ripped through the fabric at her hips. Even with magic this dress would never be the same, but she couldn't care less.

"Chloe," Whitney whispered against her skin.

"Whit," she responded softly, instinctively.

"CHLOE! WHITNEY!" Greg's voice could be heard calling for them. "WE NEED TO TALK! WHERE ARE YOU GUYS?"

Whitney groaned and hid his face in the small of Chloe's back. "I really hate Arkin."

"Maybe he'll go away if we don't answer," Chloe hoped.

"GUYS! IT'S IMPORTANT!" That was Diana.

"Oh Merlin, they're not going to go away, not if they're together." Whitney closed his eyes with a groan. "You should get out of here. Get changed into something else. I'll see what they need."

"Are you sure that—?" Chloe turned towards him, eyes wide. "You're back to normal."

Whitney's eyes widened and he looked at his hands before he pushed up to his feet and chuckled. "I'm back!" With that he grabbed her and lifted her off of her feet in a twirl. "I'm back!"

Chloe laughed, his enthusiasm catching.

"Zod said they went down here, they have to be here somewhere," Greg could be heard telling Diana.

Whitney groaned and put Chloe down. "Go on. I don't want them seeing you like this."

"Yeah, I don't either." Clutching her hand, Chloe held it upwards, a translucent dome appearing around her and the ground, and then, seconds before Greg and Diana turned the corner, she was gone.


Whitney never got used to it when Chloe did that. He stared at the place she'd teleported from. There were some who'd wondered why she'd asked Alicia to teleport her outside the dome instead of doing so herself the other night, but he'd understood without having to ask. She'd been using a lot of magic just making sure that the barrier stayed up, especially after Zor-El had momentarily pierced it. She hadn't wanted to compromise her own power for a minute, and that was why she'd used Alicia to get through. It'd been risky, since there were definitely risks with going through with Alicia, but she'd still done it for the children, and while Whitney understood Chloe's change, he didn't want her to change too drastically to the point where, like a Dragon she wouldn't have risked it for the sake of innocent children. He didn't want to think it would get to that point, but he knew that if the Dragons had anything to say, it would. It was why he had to stand between them, and he would, even though power-wise he knew he couldn't defeat a Dragon - didn't really stand a chance.

"What the hell?" Greg's voice was audible, and yet his presence wasn't visible, not through the hundreds of butterflies. The creatures reacted to the sound of his voice and shot out passed Greg and Diana, flying down the cave's vein to only Merlin knew where. "THE HELL?"

Diana stood with her hands up to shield her, her eyes wide as they finally landed on Whitney. "Are you okay?"

Greg turned to look at the butterflies before he rounded on Whitney. "Those aren't earth butterflies. I know insects. Those weren't ours."

Wait, so were the butterflies hybrids too?

"What's going on?" Greg wanted to know. "And where's Chloe?"

"She, uh, had to leave," Whitney responded, a little embarrassed. "Why? What do you need her for?"

"It's Alicia," Diana spoke as she moved closer. "Something's gone very wrong."

Comments 
17th-Jul-2015 10:43 pm (UTC)

Before I even start reading I check the icon you use to post the chapter and your A.N. and both of those had me grinning like a loon. So I was reading this part like a little kid in the candy store!!!!


I just love how like Whitney always manages to calm Chloe down she was able to do the same. But I also love how Whitney was able to get to Chloe as well.


And yes I giggled madly that Jason's sign is long gone and Whitney's is now on Chloe, that was of course til freaking Greg and Diana showed up!!! SO RUDE!!!!
Sorry Jason I was cheering for you but it's Whitney!!!

20th-Jul-2015 12:28 am (UTC)
Very clever! That's definitely always a little hint on what the chapter will have in store for you!

Yes, Whitney definitely gets Chloe, even more than she does sometimes!

Jason is out of the running, like Adam before him. Now, the only two left, Whitney and Zod :)
19th-Jul-2015 03:23 am (UTC) - Can I get a woot woot!
This section had me cheering for Chloe and Whitney like the first time I saw Cinderella on VHS, and she danced with Prince Charming.

I hope those harbingers are flying into Zod's face.

Ah, Amore!

I don't care if you change the rating, but I think you've been doing an excellent job within the rating.
20th-Jul-2015 12:29 am (UTC) - Re: Can I get a woot woot!
You know, they probably DID fly in his face considering that there was only one way in and out of that tunnel and he was close to the entrance!

Thanks!
20th-Jul-2015 12:43 am (UTC)
'I'm considering changing the rating of this story but am not sure…. '
*squeals* yes,please

Ohh my! Greg and Diana are cock blocks!damn it! LOL
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