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The New Circle 23B/? 
7th-Apr-2013 06:41 pm
Chloe---spell
The New Circle

Title: The New Circle
Fandoms: Smallville/Secret Circle
Characters: Chloe Sullivan, Clark Kent, Pete Ross, Lana Lang, Whitney Fordman, Greg Arkin, Nell Potter, John Blackwell, Gabe Sullivan, Lex Luthor, Davis Bloome, Jason Teague, Tess Mercer, Oliver Queen, Patricia Swan...
Rating: T
Disclaimer: Don't own
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.
Wanna thank tenshinrtaiga for betaing!



"Are you sure about this?" Jason leaned against the light post, staring through the plated glass windows as Chloe showed some guy some flowers.

"Definitely." Davis sighed. "I was trying to figure out where I'd seen that guy, and after some research I realized that the guy Diana Meade left with is a witch – though I doubt she realizes it."

"And they're heading in this direction." Jason shook his head. "It could be a coincidence."

"Or maybe John Blackwell wasn't working alone," Davis replied evenly. "If Lex's hunch is right and the Firstborn is in Smallville, it would make sense that now that he's dead his people would try and join the children."

"If that's what's going on then why isn't Cassie Blake on her way here?" Jason wanted to know. "Nah, it has to be something else."

"It almost sounds like you don't think the Firstborn is in Smallville – even though Lex said you were kissed by her again."

"I'm just saying that Lana Lang isn't here and Lex is sure it's her," Jason mumbled, gaze following Chloe as she laughed and rubbed the head of the dejected looking boy inside. "So I don't see why they'd be coming here. Obviously Nell Potter realized what our presence here means and she took off with her niece with a flimsy ass excuse. Now that Tess is trying to track them down, I think-" Jason didn't understand the reason why he was so uneasy with Chloe being in there with that boy she seemed to be getting along so incredibly well with. "Don't read so much into nothing like always."

There was a pause and then Davis sighed. "Who pissed in your Wheaties?"

"Is that all?" Jason was feeling edgy. "I really need to-"

"What about the other one?" Davis interrupted. "The Hibbins girl?"

Jason gulped, turning his back on the store. "What about her?"

"What are the chances that she was wearing a wig at Crouch End and that she is the Firstborn?" Davis wanted to know, echoing Jason's own thoughts hauntingly. "Just because Cassie Blake was the daughter of the leader doesn't mean that Blackwell would have only had children with leaders. Lex mentioned she was blonde – Cassie Blake is a blonde too, so it might be something genetic. What else can you tell me about her? What are the color of her eyes? Her body type? Her height? I could compile all those answers into usable data because half of her genes would be the same as Cassie's and so maybe I can-"

"I can handle this." Jason hadn't meant to snap at Davis; the guy was usually his best friend in the Circle, but the thought of Davis having anything to do with this girl annoyed the hell out of him. "Just concentrate on your Balcoin and let me handle the situation here."

"Dude, not my Balcoin." Davis grumbled, still obviously annoyed. "And even so, none of this is relevant; only the Firstborn Balcoin was a part of the pact. We're only keeping an eye on these others because they're Balcoins and can't be trusted."

Right.

The pact.

Jason cleared his throat. "What do you think Lex's game plan is going to be now that we're not bound anymore?"

There was a pause. "You mean now that Patty's dead."

Jason paused as well before nodding. "Yeah."

Davis cleared his throat, obviously thinking as well. "I don't know, but it does change things, doesn't it?"

"She kissed him and nothing happened." Jason pointed out, knowing he didn't have to clarify who he was talking about. "There was no connection."

"Unlike with you?" Davis asked carefully. "Jace… is there still some enthrallment in you? Because, to be honest, you sound jealous."

"Don't be stupid," Jason grumbled, turning back around in time to see Chloe inside fixing the boy's collar. "I'm here on a job. Nothing else. I'm just saying that now that Pat's not around, Lex might decide that since circumstances are different… You know what? Never mind. When the time comes, the time comes." His gaze narrowed as the guy reached out and flicked Chloe's nose, making her laugh. He clenched his fist, feeling the anger and resentment curl in his stomach and knew he was lying to Davis shamelessly.

There was still some of the enthrallment in him, but it wasn't enough to control him. But it was enough to make him aware of the Firstborn. And he knew he was looking at her now. He knew that Lana Lang wasn't the Firstborn, that Chloe Sullivan was, and knew he was betraying Lex and his whole damn Circle by not only not telling them what he knew, but by trying to keep her hidden from them. From Lex.

Maybe it was the enthrallment, maybe Davis was right. They'd heard about how the Firstborn Balcoin, if female, could bewitch other witches completely and indefinitely. They knew how dangerous she was. They knew she was a weapon. And yet Jason was going against his promise to his Circle mates without a second thought. There was something within him pushing to protect her, to keep her hidden, to keep her safe, to keep her his.

His mother and father would throw a fight if they knew that he was the Judas of the Circle.

"Just… be careful, okay?" Davis asked, reminding him abruptly that he was still talking to him.

"Sure." Jason nodded, eyeing those inside. "You too." And with that he hung up, clearing his throat as he entered the shop once more.

The boy was rolling his eyes at something Chloe was laughing at, both of them concentrating on a card the boy was filling out. "Are you telling me that Arkin does gooey shit like this for you?"

"Huh?" She looked up at the teen from where she was putting glittery heart stickers on the card.

"Greg Arkin? All leather and attitude?" Van waggled his eyebrows. "Your boy toy lover?"

For a moment Chloe looked at Van as if she was completely lost and then her eyes widened and her lips formed an "O" as if she'd finally gotten it. "Right."

"What? Forgot you got a boyfriend?" Van snorted, shaking his head. "You player."

Jason shucked his hands in his leather jacket.

So Arkin was in a relationship with Chloe… That hadn't come up in his little investigation.

How exactly had he missed that?

If anything, he'd suspected maybe she and the Quarterback were in a relationship given the amount of times he'd seen them in each other's company.

Chloe must have sensed Jason because she turned her head in his direction and smiled brightly. "Hey." She seemed to forget about the other guy, turning fully towards him. "I thought you'd left."

"Had to take the call." He shucked his hands in his pockets.

The guy looked between them, mumbled something about Arkin upping his game, and then slid the card across the counter to Chloe. "So you'll have it all ready by tomorrow?"

"Will you have a gift to her by tonight?" she countered, eyebrow raised. "I heard her talking to Charity about a golden necklace with her name on it in some shop in the Metropolis mall."

He groaned. "She stops and looks at it all the time."

"There you go!" Chloe clapped her hands in proclamation. "Get her that necklace and with these, everything will be perfect."

"If it does, you'll get a tip!" he proclaimed, turning and walking away, nodding his head to Jason before leaving.

Jason eyed him before turning to Chloe. "Classmate?"

"And friend." She nodded, pulling a strand of blonde hair behind her ear. "His girlfriend is kinda high maintenance and he's very clueless."

Jason's lips twitched as he drew closer, feeling that near physical tug between them.

She licked her lips, pupils dilating slightly, visibly affected as well.

He'd noticed it before, when he'd purposely gone too close to her.

He'd wanted to gauge her reactions, her body, to try and figure out if she knew exactly who he was and what she'd done to him. Lex was sure that everything was done purposefully, and yet her reactions were just of a girl attracted to a boy. She didn't know that she'd enthralled him; that it was him at Crouch End. And while a part of him was resentful of that, the other was intrigued with the possibilities that presented themselves to him.

"I've been considering our little predicament," he declared, drawing closer to the counter. "And I was thinking about maybe a standing order for daily, fresh-cut flowers to be delivered to the manor. Different kinds every day, no matter their meaning; surprise me." He leaned on the counter, eyeing her. "A different color and type every day, to bring some color and life to that dead place."

She tilted her head as she listened to him intently. "How many are we talking about?"

"Fifty vases." He pulled a number out of the air.

Her greens widened in utter shock. "Fifty?"

"Too little?" he teased with seriousness. "A hundred then."

Her glossed lips opened and closed wordlessly.

Oh god, she was cute and adorable.

That wasn't fair.

"A hundred." Her voice cracked with her shock as she blinked, clearing her throat. Embarrassment colored her cheeks as she leaned over the counter as well, bringing their faces closer as she whispered, almost as if afraid to be overheard. "I don't know if we have enough to cover that big of an order."

He could only grin at her.

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"I don't see a gun," Moira declared as she emerged from the woodlands, wrapping the fur around her like a blanket as she stared at her husband. "So I suppose you don't intend to kill me tonight."

"You attacked Chloe," Gabe replied without any emotion, bathed in the darkness. "You must have known that I would retaliate to protect her."

"Ah yes, your precious little Balcoin blood charge." She nodded, leaning hard against a tree trunk. "Did it ever occur to you that I was protecting her as well?"

"By attacking and wounding her?" he snapped.

"I was trying to awaken her dark magic." she snapped back before making a face. "I hadn't realized it'd already happened."

He didn't answer, staring to the side.

She sighed, drawing closer. "If you're actually coming to me, you must know as do I, that John's dead."

A muscle jumped in his cheek, grief flashing through his eyes.

Moira stared up at the sky. "I know you loved him, Gabe."

"Didn't you?" he countered.

"Once, maybe. Until I found out that he was going to kill me and every other witch without Balcoin blood in them." She shrugged. "That he was going to use my daughter as a tool." She clenched her fist tightly. "That he bartered her away before her birth like some sort of possession to the highest bidder!" Her eyes flashed. "She belongs to the Luthor Circle for crying out loud, Gabriel! Belongs to them by blood oath!"

He flinched, looking away. "They don't know."

"The hell they don't." Moira sneered, shaking her head. "They're here in Smallville, Gabe. They know."

He closed his eyes, proving that he knew so as well. "I could take her away, hide her."

"That won't do any good." She shook her head. "The damage is already done. They know the Firstborn is here and they probably have a good idea it's her." Moira eyed the man she'd married and lived with for so many years. "You've raised that girl as if she was yours and protected her, even when I couldn't be there. And while I know you did it out of your love and devotion for John, I thank you."

He was silent, grave.

"But you know that you need my help now," she declared. "Chloe needs my help."

"You can't just think you can waltz back in as if you didn't abandon her for most of her life," he protested.

"That's exactly what I plan on doing," Moira announced, wrapping the fur around her tighter. "You can't protect and hide her from that Circle anymore; it's too late for that. What Chloe needs is to learn how to use her… unique abilities… to her favor." Her lips twitched. "With the right moves, she can use this to her advantage." A snort escaped her. "And if she's anything like her father, she'll possess the natural manipulative instinct that she'll need to pull this off."

Gabe frowned at her, obviously not happy with this and yet unable to say or do anything, knowing it was true.

He needed her.

Chloe needed her.

Moira smiled, raising her chin. "Mama's come home."

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"I feel like I'm betraying Jace." The guilt was obvious on Davis' face through the Skype connection. "But the way he's acting is off. I'm worried about him… worried he's been compromised."

Lex drummed his fingers as he stared at the man's face. "I know that Jason still has a bit of enthrallment in him, which was strengthened when the Firstborn kissed him once more in the High School."

"Then why isn't he in isolation until it is gone completely?" Davis asked, worried.

"Because as long as there's no more kissing, it'll leave him naturally. Also, with this enthrallment there's a connection to the Firstborn; a subconscious one that she might not even realize is there herself," Lex explained patiently. "With this connection, and thus Jason's actions, I'll be able to confirm my suspicions as to the identity of the Firstborn."

"So you're using him," Davis muttered, face betraying his disapproval. "This is dangerous, Lex. Female Firstborn Balcoins can completely bewitch-"

"Jason will be fine, the Firstborn is clearly untrained." And that made Lex even more intrigued because if she could do what she did instinctively, then exactly what could she do once she'd been taught? "He is being useful to me and I know that, should his mind be his own and not clouded by the enthrallment, he'd do this freely." Lex's lips twitched. "Soon we will have the Firstborn and the blood oath promised to our families by John Blackwell for our… favor… will be completed."

Davis was silent before clearing his throat. "How do you plan on proceeding once ownership of the Firstborn is secured?"

Lex eyed the man. "Now that there is a… vacancy… we could bind the Circle with her if she's bound to one of us… thus her power won't be an addiction to us as her father's was to our parents."

"We promised never to re-bind the Circle if one of ours died." Davis' eyes narrowed.

"We also never considered that the Firstborn would be a girl," Lex replied evenly. "The Balcoin bloodline seemed to have been cursed with pure males for centuries; she's the first one in a very long time. Neither our parents, nor us, accounted for that fact."

Davis lowered his gaze before looking up at him, pensive.

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"So, is this going to be a thing?" Whitney wanted to know, parked outside her house, having picked her up after practice. "Because when I walked in on you two, I felt like I stepped into some serious UST."

"Don't be ridiculous." Chloe scoffed before nibbling on her bottom lip. "You think he could be attracted to me?"

"It's not out of the realm of possibility." He shrugged. "You're not horrendous or anything."

She gave a little gasp, laughing as she slapped his shoulder.

Whitney chuckled, shaking his head. "I'll tell you right now, Clark won't approve."

"Clark never approves," she admitted.

Whitney snorted, obviously amused as he turned towards her, face slowly going serious. "Just be careful, okay? I still feel like there's something fishy with him and Luthor."

She nodded, smiling as she reached out and rested her hand on his. "If so, I'll have you to protect me."

He scoffed. "No way! If you get into trouble with him, you're on your own! I warned you and other than to say "I told you so" I won't pay any attention to the matter!"

She shook her head, knowing that despite his words, Whitney would help her.

They'd made that pact, hadn't they?

"I wouldn't want you to get hurt anyway." She shrugged, turning and grabbing the handle.

"Hey, I could hold my own against them!" Whitney cried out.

"Sure you can, darling," she tut as she slipped out of the truck, closing the door behind her.

He leaned over and stuck his head out of the passenger's side window. "I could so totally kick both of their asses."

She blew him a kiss.

He narrowed his eyes at her.

Laughing, amused, Chloe waved her fingers at him and made her way towards the front door. She reached into her bag, found the key and waved it at Whitney, who started the engine and drove away as she turned her key in the lock and opened it.

Entering the house, Chloe locked the door behind her and stretched. "Dad? I'm home!"

"Honey?" His voice echoed through the house. "Could you please come to the living room?"

"Is everything alright?" she asked, hearing an odd note in his voice as she made her way towards the living room. "If this is about me being a little late while still technically grounded I-"

And then Chloe stepped into the living room and froze.

Her father stood by the fire place, tension in his whole body despite the smile on his face… the one that didn't reach his eyes.

Moira Sullivan sat on the sofa, smiling at her as she stood, clasping her hands in front of her. "Hello Chloe."

Chloe dropped her bag, the sound reverberating off the deadly silent walls.

Comments 
8th-Apr-2013 05:02 am (UTC)
*speechless*
8th-Apr-2013 06:08 am (UTC)
OMG! We need more stat...... This is getting so good :)


I can't wait tell Davis and Chloe meet face to face! Or for Chloe to realize what's happening to her and Jason.
9th-Apr-2013 02:46 pm (UTC)
Holy crackers!!! These is getting so good!!!!! All these twists and turns!!! WOW!!!!

I need more!!!
9th-Apr-2013 10:41 pm (UTC)
Dun dun dunnnnnnn, oooh moiras a bad mother-shut your mouth! Can't wait to read moreespecially btw jason andchloeand hisenthrallment protectiveness.
9th-Mar-2014 11:04 pm (UTC) - Second Spin 23b
Better late than never, right?..... Right?

So, interesting that Jason carries a bit of the Enthrallment still. But I now wonder how much of that was Enthrallment residue and how much was his Zod-half being territorial? I like him and Davis being closer than other people in the Luthor Circle. The only equivalent situation is Tess and Lex (I think, anyway) and they're too Luthor to really have a half-sibling bond. I guess that's a carry over from Jensen's incredible chemistry with Jared on SPN, but Jensen does brotherly really well.

Van, as always, is awesome. Loved the casual byplay between him and Chloe while Jason is watching from outside. I also loved his 'Arkin' muttering and how Jason would've thought Chloe and Whitney were dating from sheer time spent together and intimacy.

I wonder if Nell would be grateful that Chloe got such a huge standing order or resentful that she and Lana had nothing to do with it. ;-)

Your Moira is at the same time or in swift sequence both predatory and pathetic/sympathetic. So she did love John, once. Hmmm. Wonder how she felt when the burning-skull plan and Chloe's "enslavement" came out. Did she ever love Chloe? I think I've asked this before and the answer was... not really. 'Mama's come home' was positively creepy knowing Moira's ultimate goals.

As much as I'm Team!Jason at this point in the story, I think Lex's assessment of what he'd be willing to do to flush out the Firstborn is probably correct. Davis is also right in that Lex is using his people in dangerous situations without clearing that with them - and Lex eventually acknowledged (122?) that he was unfit to lead his circle because of just this behavior. So they both have a point.

You have a very subtle way of making Lex's coldness apparent. I noticed that you described Davis as guilty, worried, disapproving, and pensive in the same stretch that you showed Lex making Mr.-Burns-ish gestures but not giving him any emotions beyond patience and intrigue. This was great writer-craft.

I also liked the way you showed Chloe and Whitney as lively and reactive and engaged before contrasting that with 'the deadly silent walls' invoked by Moira's presence. Chloe's shout-out to Gabe and sensitivity to his tone as well as her ease in negotiating with him is beautifully contrasted with his tense, non-eye-reaching smile and body language once Moira's presence is revealed. Moira clasping her hands in front of her feels almost penitent but Chloe's reaction is priceless. You didn't give Chloe any lines of dialogue or description but the sheer contrast showed her emotional reaction just amazingly clearly.

I really liked this chapter as a whole and think it showed your writing chops off beautifully.

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