Title: Illusions And Truths
Sequel to: Omens
Universe: Morning Star Series
Characters: Chloe Sullivan, Castiel, Midnight, Lois
Disclaimer: Don't own
Summary: So it mightn't be the Apocalypse, but something is definitely up, especially close to Chloe. And she might've noticed it, or paid better attention, if she wasn't so caught up in her relationship with Cas FINALLY starting to turn romantic.
Written for my paranormal25
150 Prompt Table. Prompt # 108. Illusion Des Sosies.
That was it.
She was quitting.
Slamming the goddamned outfit down on Midnight's desk, the blonde looked around her, wanting to destroy the whole fucking place. The whole night she'd been unable to do anything to defend herself from that slimey bastard's touches because of the extra heavy anti-violence spell he'd placed on Papa Midnight's after the John Winchester debacle. Chloe didn't know what the fuck was going on with Midnight, but he needed help, and he needed it from someone who wasn't her because she'd just kill him. She did not let anyone touch her without her wanting them to, and right now she was-.
Taking in a deep breath, Chloe was glad that Midnight had disappeared before the club closed.
This way she didn't have to see him face to face and figure out who was stronger, him or a novice Morning Star.
Whipping out her cellular, she punched in Midnight's number, nearly breaking her phone with the force.
The phone rang once.
And then Midnight picked up.
"You better have a very good reason for calling me at this hour, girl." His voice was a low growl.
Usually she'd be intimidated, but tonight she was too pissed. "How about 'I quit', huh? You bastard."
There was a moment's silence, and then the sound of movement. "What the hell are you talking about?"
"You really didn't think that I'd stay after tonight, did you?" Chloe snapped, giving his desk a little kick. "You fucking harassed me!"
"Are you drunk?" Midnight asked.
"Am I-?" Chloe snarled. "How dare you-?"
"If you're not drunk then we have problems, because I'm in Vancouver right now and I have no idea what the hell you're accusing me of." Midnight let out an aggravated sigh.
Chloe froze. "You told me the meeting was cancelled."
"Cancelled? Hell woman, I've been stuck with a bunch of gremlins and goblins for five fucking hours listening to them bitch back and forth!" Midnight snapped. "So either you're drunk or there's someone there impersonating me."
Chloe collapsed onto a seat. "Oh boy."
"I take it you're not drunk."
"Sorry." Chloe covered her face with her free hand. "I take back what I said to you. I should have known that you wouldn't...do...something like that."
He scoffed. "Precisely."
Chloe groaned as she leaned back in her chair. "Can I un-resign?"
"Find the bastard pretending to me and we'll talk about it." Midnight mumbled. "And when you catch him, put him in the cage in the acquisitions room. That'll keep him, whatever he is."
"Okay. Sure." She nodded, wondering just how she was going to do this.
She might need some help.
"Is he stealing money from the vault? Is that his reason for trying to be me? Other than harassing you, of course?"
Flinching at his tone, Chloe got up and went to Midnight's vault.
She closed her eyes and went to touch it, giving a hiss of pain and pulling her hand away at the horrible sting.
"The spell's still intact. If the valuables you keep here is what he was after, then he failed big time."
"He must have a reason to try to be me, so you need to get it out of him when you capture him."
She could read along the lines, and nodded. "In Hell I witnessed every single sort of torture there is. I'll get it out him."
"And if you don't, then I will." Midnight promised darkly. "I'm coming back on the first flight."
"Wait!" Chloe stopped him from hanging up. "How do I know if its you you or him you?"
"I'll be the only who doesn't have his hand up your skirt." Midnight snapped, hanging up.
He was pissed.
Shaking her head, Chloe called Constantine and let him know what was going on as she locked up everything, standing under the flickering streetlight that shone on the entrance of Papa Midnight's.
"How could you not tell from the beginning that it wasn't Midnight?" Constantine scolded her, disappointed. "I think that anyone who knew Midnight for a second would know that he is not the type of person to do something like that."
"I know." Chloe sighed, ashamed. "I was just...distracted."
"You can't be distracted Chloe. Not you. How many times do I have to tell you this?" Constantine nagged, sounding like a disapproving older brother. "I'm not going to always be here to help you you know."
Chloe rolled her eyes. "God complex much?"
"Chloe..." Constantine mumbled.
"I'm sorry John." Chloe sighed. "I'll do better next time, I promise. I won't let anything distract me when something weird is obviously going on right in front of my-."
Suddenly a scream filled the air.
The blonde looked up.
It was coming from the alley behind the diner.
Dropping her phone, Chloe rushed across the street, dodging a couple of cars, before diving into the alley, following the sound, and when she came upon the scene that greeted her she went still.
Lois Lane was bloody and bruised, kneeling on the ground, eyes closed tightly, waiting for the blow without even trying to defend herself.
And above her, sneering down at her with hatred, was Chloe.
"Do it." Lois whispered, eyes still closed tightly. "I deserve it. Do it."
Raising the dagger in her hand, the Chloe-double sneered. "Go to hell you fucking bitch."
"Hey!" Chloe yelled.
The Chloe-double turned to her, eyes widening.
Lois' eyes flew open and she looked in Chloe's direction before looking up at the double, and back, shock on her battered face.
"You!" Chloe pointed at the double. "You don't get to kill her!" She then pointed to Lois. "And you! Don't you just fucking let someone kill you you idiot!"
"But-." Lois still kept looking between them.
"Now the hell away from her." Chloe returned her attention to the double.
"She sent you to hell." Her double sneered. "She betrayed your trust and sided with your enemies. If you can't do it then I'll do it for you!"
"I don't need your help. If I wanted her dead, I would have killed her the first time I saw her. Believe me, killing doesn't bother me." Chloe snapped, taking a menacing step towards them. "Now get the hell away from her or I'm going to send you to hell."
"You wouldn't." Her face sneered back at her. "I'm on your side."
"And what side is that? I'm neutral!" Chloe threw her hands in the air. "I don't care if I'm the fucking new Morning Star! I don't give a shit who wins in the divine war! So guess what genius? I don't have a side."
"There is no such thing as neutral." Her double shook her head. "The only ones who really think that are in denial."
"What's it with one side or the other wanting a fight? Seriously." Chloe shook her hands, hands akimbo. "We just had an Apocalypse what? Last year in earth years? You all wanna go nose dive into another already? If you want the world to die, wait a couple of years, global warming will kill everyone anyway."
Her double smirked, amused.
Chloe raised an eyebrow. "You know I have a point. Soon humanity will have killed their earth to the point where only paranormals or Vessels will be able to breathe their air and survive. Humanity will die off because of their own stupidity. Everyone but us are going to die anyway. I say why kill off ourselves in some stupid battle just to have earth to ourselves quicker."
"We prefer not to share the earth." Her double responded.
"We." Chloe caught the word. "Is this hell? Heaven? Or some little sect? Are there more of you out there?"
"Why don't you come with us and find out?" Midnight's voice rumbled in her ear from behind her seconds before she was grabbed, her arms twisted behind her painfully.
"Oh, I was hoping you'd show up." Chloe growled before knocking her head back into his face violently and pulling out of his grip when he let go with a scream, hands to his face. The blonde kicked him in the mouth of his stomach, knocking the air out of his lungs and forcing him to bend over. She then twirled and kneed the side of his face, sending him to the ground.
"Chloe behind you!" Lois screamed.
Twirling around, Chloe barely ducked the dagger thrusted towards her, and she grabbed that hand, jerking her double towards her and using the momentum to slam the heel of her palm into the other's face, the sound of a nose breaking loud and clear. She then grabbed the screaming female by her hair and jerked her head back violently.
Her own eyes were looking at her in fear.
But before Chloe could do anything, she felt a sting in her neck, and cried, letting go of the double, who collapsed to the ground, holding her nose.
"Chloe!" Lois screamed.
Palming the dart deep in her neck, Chloe yanked it out, looking at it as the world started to spin and she collapsed to her knees.
Someone at the end of the alley was walking towards her.
"Cas." Chloe whispered, her lips beginning to go numb.
The figure kept coming closer.
"Stay away from her!" Lois stood in front of her, holding herself in a way that betrayed the fact that a couple of her ribs might be broken.
There was laughter.
Suddenly a bright light appeared, and when it was gone Chloe found herself in her bedroom, on the bed, with Castiel and a still bloody and beaten Lois standing by the edge.
"What the fuck just happened?" Lois asked.
But Chloe couldn't hear the answer because the world went black, and her eyes rolled in the back of her head.