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House of Frost 3/6 
16th-Jun-2011 11:29 am

Title: House of Frost
Characters: Chloe Sullivan, Lana Lang, Deacon Frost, Crease, Clark/Kal
Fandoms: Smallville/Blade
Rating: T
Disclaimer: Don't own
Summary: When Chloe and Clark are turned by Deacon Frost thanks to Lana, Chloe is thrust into the vampire life, closely watched by Deacon Frost who not only wants her to decode the Books of Erebus, but is the only one who knows she's a Daywalker.
AU for the Smallville Season 5 Episode "THIRST".
A/N1: Set BEFORE the FIRST Blade movie.
A/N2: Due to the fact that my story "Vampire" is in hiatus and I have no idea when it will be updated, I've taken the "vampire" prompt from that story and applied it to this one instead.

"Chloe!" Lana rushed out and hugged her tightly before pulling back and smiling, fangs peeking through her lips. "I'm so happy to see that you've lived through the change."

Chloe tilted her head to the side, digesting the fact that obviously some didn't survive the transition between human and vampire. Although she'd just spent hours with Deacon Frost there was much she still didn't know, but she supposed she knew what was the most important, like not telling a soul of her ability to step out into sunlight. She gazed at her high school friend, still so incredibly perky despite being a ruthless vampire. "Lana."

"We're going to be sisters forever now." Lana smiled, reaching out and grabbing Chloe's hands, giving them a squeeze. "I'm so happy."

Chloe just nodded silently, eyes going around the large building with the boarded up windows. "This place is huge."

Lana nodded. "Welcome to the House Of Frost, the only 'House' of vampires whose leader isn't a Pureblood." Her hazel eyes looked around quickly to make sure no one was listening as she looped her arm around Chloe's and began leading her down the corridor. "Usually the Purebloods are the only one with power and Houses, but ever since he became a vampire Deacon has slowly been changing things. He's risen in the vampire heirarchy, and many of the Houses fear and dislike him because of it." She smiled. "He wants to give us the power, to tear down the dominion the Purebloods have over us. Just because they were born vampires doesn't mean they're greater than us."

"Vampires can be born?" Chloe was shocked to the core at that one. She'd always figured that if vampires really existed, that they wouldn't be able to procreate considering they were all basically dead.

"The Purebloods." Lana replied. "We Half-bloods can't...it's one of the reasons they look down on us."

Chloe's green gaze slid to Lana, surprised by the snarl, the hiss, the utter loathing in her voice as she spoke.

The blonde wondered how long exactly Lana had been a part of the House of Frost...how long it'd taken for Deacon Frost to fully indoctrinate her. "Deacon said he'd turned Clark."

Lana nodded, worrying her bottom lip. "It was hard, Clark resisted...and he was strong. And fast. And lasers shot out of his eyes! Deacon had to have Quinn and a couple of the others help him because he couldn't capture Clark on his own, and then Quinn bit Clark...and broke his fangs on Clark's skin!" She gazed towards Chloe. "Clark couldn't understand, couldn't see why we were doing it, that it was for his own good. He resisted and burnt up a couple of the boys really badly, and for a second I was worried he was going to get away." The brunette sighed. "But then this container with a green rock dislodged itself from its hiding place during the scuffle between him and the boys, and Clark became weaker than water. One minute he was shooting fire from his eyes...nearly searing through the boys! And then the next he's on the ground, trembling, unable to even look up."

Chloe narrowed her eyes, worried of how being exposed to both Kryptonite and the vampire virus could have affected her friend. "Is he alright? Has he awoken?"

"Not yet, he is still in the Deep Sleep." Lana gazed at her in worry. "Did you know? About Clark?"

Chloe nodded.

Lana looked away, hurt flashing over her features. "I always suspected you did. You stopped...you stopped asking questions. The only reason you would do that was if you knew the answers." Her hazel gaze returned to Chloe. "Then again you two were both meteor freaks, it makes sense you confided in each other."

"Meteor freak?" Chloe frowned, pulling away from Lana. "I wasn't a meteor freak."

"You don't have to keep it hidden from me anymore, Chloe, I saw you heal yourself." Lana announced. "It's one of the reasons Deacon agreed to sire you and forgave me for planning to do so without his permission. You were a meteor freak, just like Clark was."

Chloe didn't correct Lana's assumptions on the origin of Clark's abilities, lost in the shock that apparently she herself had once been what she'd persecuted.

The irony!

Lana had said that Chloe healed...maybe it was her specific meteor mutation that'd in turn mutated the vampire virus inside of her. She doubted that this could be repeated by just infected a meteor freak...and that made her realize how true Deacon's words were. If word of her ability reached the wrong ears she would become the experimentation of the Purebloods dreams. They'd take her apart, bleed her dry...

She gulped, shaking her head of the terrifying imagery.

Deacon didn't really care how he'd done it, the pride of having accomplished Siring a Daywalker enough for him. Already he was planning how she could be useful to him, and Chloe realized that as long as she was useful to Deacon he'd keep her safe and protect her from the Purebloods. As long as she was under Deacon's protection, and kept her ability hidden, she would live.

It surprised her how dying made her realize how much she wanted to live.

Even if it was only a half-life.

"Has Deacon mentioned what division he plans on putting you in?" Lana asked, beginning to lead Chloe down the corridor passed a couple of beautiful, statuesque females who were deeply concentrated in their conversation, one noting things down on a notepad. "After bringing you and Clark to him, Deacon thinks that my talents are in the scouting Division, like Buffy. I will mingle with humans and find the best of the best, the ones who deserve to evolve, and after deliberation and presenting their files and such to him to turn the ones he believe will serve the House of Frost better." She smiled. "I love the idea. It's so easy for me to be social so it is going to be fun."

Chloe tried to associate this Lana with the girl she'd known before, finding them identical and yet completely different at the same time.

Her attention was distracted by a beautiful dark skinned woman in white, hair long and curled, who walked passed them, chin raise. The blonde watched her until the woman with the air of a princess turned the corner. "Who was that?"

"Vanessa Brooks." Lana responded, eyeing the direction the vampiress had disappeared in as well. "She's one of Deacon's concubines, one of his Favored."

"Concubines." Chloe confirmed, eyebrow raised. "As in more than one."

Lana smiled. "I was shocked by the concept as well, but if you remember in all those Dracula movies we used to watch-Dracula usually had three wives."

"Right." Chloe nodded, making a face. "But usually I wouldn't use Hollywood as a credible reference."

"And it usually isn't-not what I'm learning anyway. Most vampires are players from what I've seen...but there are those who find a bond so strong with another that they couldn't stray even if they wanted to." Lana's smile was soft and romantic. "They turn their lovers if the one they love is mortal, and together they will live, forever."

Chloe sent a look in Lana's direction, understanding that this was Lana's reasoning for turning Clark, and in a less passionate way, her reason for turning Chloe as well. Ever since Chloe had awoken and fed her feelings had muted, numbed almost, and this was yet another example of it. She should be pissed at Lana, should yell at her, tell her off for her selfishness and about taking everything from Clark and her. Chloe should be scolding the brunette to the point of tears, telling her that she'd had so much to live for, and that she'd finally begun to live her own life. For once, everything hadn't been about Lana Lang...and then Lana had gone and made sure the world was right and everything was about her once more.

Lana was dead, and didn't want to spend eternity alone, so she'd killed Chloe and Clark too so she wouldn't be lonely.

That'd been selfish and wrong...and yet while Chloe's mind rebelled against it she couldn't muster the emotions needed to argue with the brunette.

A blonde whose hair was in cornrows stormed passed, looking pissed, taking the same corner Vanessa had.

"That was Mercury." Lana leaned in, whispering. "She's part of Deacon's personal guard, and she's also a lover, but doesn't have the Concubine status Vanessa has. I don't talk to her that much because she has a stick up her ass, but I can tell she's insanely jealous of Vanessa."

Chloe raised an eyebrow. "How long have you been a part of the House of Frost?"

Lana smiled. "It will be going on to two months now."

The blonde was shocked at how long her friend had been changed, and Chloe just hadn't noticed, hadn't cared to notice.

"I'm very sociable, so I basically know everything about who is who around the House of Frost and the House of Erebus, which is the House we deal with the most. Though we do deal with the House of Damaskinos and Talos as well. But we try not to deal with Overlord Damaskinos more than we have to." She made her nose at the thought. "He is one of the Purest of bloods and looks down on Deacon and everyone in the House of Frost even more than the others do."

These were a lot of Houses and names and personalities to remember.

Chloe was about to ask Lana more about these Houses, when someone came up to them.

"Miss Chloe, Mister Frost wishes to speak to you." The vampire declared. He was tall and husky and his face a cold mask. "Come with me."

Making a face at the vampire, Chloe nodded before turning to Lana. "We'll talk later."

"Hopefully after Clark awakes, so I can explain things to the two of you at the same time." Lana smiled.

Taking in a deep breath, not sure why she was so wary of the thought of a vampiric Clark, Chloe turned to the messenger vampire and followed after him. She didn't speak, just barely managed to keep up with those long legs, and when the vampire just stopped outside of a door and wouldn't go in, wouldn't acknowledge her, she took in a deep breath before pushing forwards and inside.

There, sitting by a network of computers, was Deacon Frost.

"If you put Clark in the sunlight he'll roast." She had no idea why that was the first sentence out of her mouth once she closed the door behind her, but she felt urgent as she said it. "It has to be my previous mutation that kept me sunproof, he doesn't have that."

Deacon eyed her before nodding. "I'd guessed as much. Your tests were designed for you, he won't be subjected to them." The vampire smirked. "I'm not foolish enough to believe that two Daywalkers could miraculously be created...but I do know that whatever amalgamation he becomes it will be spectacular." He motioned to the computer. "Lana told me that there wasn't a code you couldn't crack. I want you to prove her faith in your abilities."

Giving the leader of the House of Frost a wary look, Chloe walked towards him and gazed at the different computer screens on the table, seeing the different figures and symbols and such. "What is this?"

"It is something from the ancient libraries, written in the first vampiric language, one so old not even the oldest Pureblood know how to read it." Deacon patted the seat. "You're going to be my Rosetta Stone and decipher it for me."

She had only turned a couple of hours ago and he wanted her to decipher some ancient vampire language that not even the oldest bloodsuckers could crack?


The blonde frowned.

She could kick Lana right now.

"Fine." Taking in a deep breath, Chloe ran her hand over her head. "What deadline do I have?"

"The sooner the better." His voice was tinted with warning. "I don't think I need to stress that this is confidential and you cannot breathe a word of anything you do or discover in this room to anyone."

"No, you don't." She agreed, having already figured this was yet another one of the things he'd expect her to keep secret from everyone else. "So what exactly is this supposed to be? What am I decoding?"

"A very important ritual." Deacon replied, hands going to her shoulders and lowering her down to the chair, swinging it around so that she was facing the computers. "Start now. Should you need someone to eat or anything at all, just go to the door and Crease will get what you need."

"Crease." Chloe raised an eyebrow.

"The vampire who brought you here." Deacon responded. "He'll be posted outside your door whenever you are inside here working, making sure you are not...distracted...by anyone from the outside. And as I said before, if you need anything, he'll bring it for you."

"Okay." Chloe nodded.

"Good." Deacon rubbed his hands together. "I'll leave yourself familiarizing yourself with the system, and you start work tomorrow, so rest after this."

Chloe watched him leave the room, closing the door behind him, before mimicking him mouthing 'You'll be my Rosetta Stone' as she turned to look back at the computers. "Great, just great." Her eyes narrowed on the incomprehensible codes on the computer screens before sneering, shaking her head. "Thanks a lot Lana."
16th-Jun-2011 04:57 pm (UTC)
My not so inner Lana basher is having a fit right now. If it weren't for the fact vampire!Clark and Vampire!Chloe will be awesome, then I would be raging at Lanas selfishness. "For once, everything hadn't been about Lana Lang...and then Lana had gone and made sure the world was right and everything was about her once more." Seemed to be the recurring theme of the first few seasons of Smallville.
16th-Jun-2011 05:36 pm (UTC)
The first couple of seasons *were* very Lana-centric, I agree!!!!
16th-Jun-2011 04:57 pm (UTC)
I think she has sufficently worked up enough anger and frustration to fuss Lana out now for her selfishness and self-centeredness. Chloe has just been gifted an impossible task. Can't wait to see her crack something that no has been able to crack before.
16th-Jun-2011 05:36 pm (UTC)
Yeah, poor undead soul, just awoken and already given a headache-inducing task...while all Lana has to do is...socialize. lmfao
16th-Jun-2011 05:08 pm (UTC)
*laught*... now we wait for chlo to pull the rabbit out of the hat ... seriously she shoulg kick lana the next time.... who does deacon think she is... houdini?
16th-Jun-2011 05:37 pm (UTC)
He's testing her, just like he did before with her Daywalker abilities... :)
16th-Jun-2011 09:52 pm (UTC)
I don't know a lot about the Blade 'verse, but I am very intrigued by this fic. I can't wait to see what you have in store for Clark. I kinda hope he chews Lana out for this. I guess I'll just have to wait and see. :D

16th-Jun-2011 10:51 pm (UTC)
Ah yes, Clark....can't say anything about that yet!
19th-Jun-2015 06:38 pm (UTC)
I'm so nervous to see what happened to Clark now that he's turned. I'm sure chloe will be fine tho. She'll make it.
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