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The New Circle 25B/? 
13th-Apr-2013 07:30 pm
The New Circle (Part 2)
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.
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The doctors had wheeled Grant into the emergency unit and Diana hadn't seen him since, but to be terribly honest, while she was worried about him, his health wasn't what was foremost in her mind. One, he'd apparently done this to himself, and two... her sister was here. At first, she'd reacted badly to her. Diana realized that blaming the girl hadn't been the nicest move on her part, but Chloe was a Balcoin and Diana already knew two Balcoins... both highly unstable thanks to their dark magic. Sue her for automatically blaming the dark witch in the midst!

But... she supposed she was now a dark witch too thanks to Cassie... and it bugged Diana, realizing that she didn't have the right to be judgmental anymore.

She was one of them.

The brunette hugged herself tightly, sending a little look in the blonde's direction.

Chloe and Whitney, as they'd called each other, were talking in the corner, apparently arguing.

Diana wondered if Whitney was one of the members of the Circle Cassie had seen Chloe belonging to. Maybe they were a couple. Maybe liking blonde boys was a Balcoin thing, because while Adam wasn't blonde both Jake and Grant were.

She scratched her arm nervously, trying to stave off her oncoming nervous breakdown.

Chloe wasn't the one behind all of this. If anything, she was the most in the dark. Diana had felt her trying to stop the curse when Diana's own dark magic had been activated. Chloe hadn't been working along with John. At least not intentionally.

And it brought many other questions to Diana, like why Grant had brought her here, why poison himself – and why with hemlock of all things?

It almost felt like this had all been on purpose so that she'd meet Chloe – and yet how could he have known that Chloe would be outside when Diana needed her?

It made no sense!

Diana's dark gaze went to Chloe's palms, which the blonde was scratching nervously. The brunette could feel her own symbol tingling, had been since this morning, and wondered if it was because they were close to each other. Chloe had hers covered, wearing a long-sleeved shirt whose sleeves had a hole for her thumb to stick out of thus basically covering everything up to her knuckles. Diana couldn't see the Balcoin symbol there, but she could feel it... And from the way Chloe sent her confused looks while scratching at her palms she figured Chloe could feel hers too.

"I'll be fine," Chloe promised Whitney, hand on his arm, giving him a little smile. "Go."

He sent a distrustful glance at Diana from over Chloe's head, obviously protective of the blonde, before returning his blues to her greens and nodding. "Stay in touch."

"Go." She let out a little chuckle, giving him a push and watching him stride away before the smile fell and she hugged herself much like Diana was, turning towards her.

Diana could sense the same questions, the same insecurities and confusion in this girl and for the first time in a very long time, she felt someone kindred.

Chloe came towards her, giving her an uneasy smile. "So, we never introduced ourselves." She reached out a hand. "I'm Chloe Sullivan."

Diana gulped, sensing the test beneath this action, hesitating for quite a bit before reaching out and placing her hand into Chloe's, squeezing tight. "Diana Meade."

Sparks visibly shot from their touch and Diana didn't know how Chloe's magic reacted, but her own dark magic roared almost in victory within her, bathing her whole body with electric tingles and making ever inch of her hyper aware. She calmed down almost involuntarily; that fear and need to run that she'd experienced ever since Cassie had forced her dark magic to activate – it all disappeared into calm serenity; into peace, into something right.

Chloe's eyes rose to hers and the pupils seemed to dilate, the black enlarging as Diana could feel her own eyes tingling, knowing that Chloe was just as at fault for whatever was happening to them as she was.

A shiver raced down their spines nearly simultaneously, Chloe's pupils returning to normal as she gave a little shudder, eyeing Diana. "So, I'm guessing you're one of my sisters."

Diana nodded as their hands slipped from the hold to fall at their sides. "You know everything then."

"Just found out everything last night, actually," Chloe admitted, hugging herself. "And I'm still trying to digest the fact that I have two sisters I don't know and three brothers – one who might be my best friend, whose crazy family basically kidnapped him because of what happened the other day. They think John's going to come after him."

Diana hugged herself once more as well. "He won't."

"Because he's dead." Chloe surprised her.

"How did you-?"

"My mother and father mightn't agree on much, but they are both sure that the only way everyone is still alive is because John isn't." She gulped. "Because someone reversed the curse onto him."

John's death at her and Cassies' hands flashed before her dark eyes, the brunette hugging herself tighter. "He was trying to kill other witches. He had to be stopped."

Chloe nodded, looking a little conflicted. "I've been told about his ultimate plan – the Balcoin Circle – but I can't believe that the man I met is the same one who was willing to kill millions of innocent people... no matter the reason."

There was silence as they gazed around them before finally Diana spoke. "So, does your Circle know?"

"I'm not a part of a Circle," Chloe replied, shocking the brunette more and more with each word she spoke. "There is a Circle here and from my mother's side I'm supposed to be a part of it, but I've decided that Circle life isn't for me." She gave a little shrug. "Whitney and I left it and we've been doing well on our own."

"Your boyfriend left for you?" Diana felt envious.

"Whitney's not my boyfriend." Chloe snorted. "I'm not exactly sure what he is, but boyfriend definitely isn't it."

"Why did you decide not to bind the Circle?" Diana asked in intrigue, allowing herself to forget about Grant and her own troubles for a moment.

"Lack of solo magic, for one-" Chloe began.

"That wouldn't affect you," Diana interrupted, clearing her throat. "Cassie, our – our other sister – she was bound to our Circle but was able to use solo magic because she wasn't using normal Circle magic, but dark magic."

"Cassie." Chloe's eyes narrowed as she brought her hand to her head. "I think I've dreamt about a Cassie."

"And she dreamt about you." Diana cleared her throat, nodding.

"Where is she now?" Chloe asked, the shorter girl looking up at her.

"Chance Harbor – with the rest of my old Circle." Diana felt a stab of both nostalgia and horror at the thought of what had once been home and sanctuary for her, but now only held horrible memories. There were too many deaths and too much darkness in Chance Harbor. "I-I left."

Chloe looked like she wanted to ask more but seemed to realize it wasn't the time, nodding. "Look, it's going to take a while before the doctors can tell us something. I'm almost shocked that they haven't sent him to the hospital in Metropolis... But would you like something to eat? There's a little cafe not too far from here that serves decent breakfast and we can talk." She rubbed her hands together nervously. "Afterwards, we can come back here and wait for the doctors to tell us what exactly is going on with him."

Diana knew that she shouldn't leave Grant's side; that she should have to be dragged away kicking and screaming, and yet she nodded, giving Chloe a little smile. "Thank you."

Chloe returned the small smile before beginning to lead her away.

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"Can't you just, I don't know, stop?"

Well, he supposed this was better than complete silence but as Greg stared at his mother, he had to take his time and force himself from asking her if she was seriously that – that – stupid. He didn't say it though, because this was the first time that his mother had actually sat down with him since discovering what he was and he wasn't going to discourage whatever this was. So instead of flat out telling her that that was the dumbest thing he'd ever heard, the boy only shook his head and tried a more diplomatic approach. "Did it ever occur to you that I don't want to stop?"

"But why?" she asked, apparently completely bewildered. "It's abnormal. Aren't you worried that people will find out and make fun of you?"

"They were already making fun of me before. I didn't care then and I wouldn't care now," he replied truthfully, eyeing his nails, which were painted black. "My powers awakening are the best thing that ever happened to me. I wouldn't stop using them for the world."

His mother eyed him thoughtfully, mouth twisted slightly, betraying that she was wondering how to word something. "I still can't believe your father never thought it important to let me know he was a warlock."

"Witch, mom," Greg corrected. "Warlock is only if you've been banished from the magical community for something you've done. It's an insult."

"Oh." She twisted her mouth once more. "But I thought witches were only women."

"Big misconception." He shook his head. "The word "witches" is like the word "people"... can mean either gender."

"I can't believe I'm having this conversation." She brought her hand to her face. "My son, Gregorius the Teenaged Witch."

"You let dad name me Gregorius, what did you expect?" Just to spite her he wiggled his nose.

Surprisingly enough, her lips twitched in reluctant amusement. "You're too cheeky for your own good, young man."

Greg gave her his first genuine smile in a long time. "Yet another thing I apparently inherited from dad."

His mother sighed, shaking her head. "Next time I go to your dad's grave, he's gonna hear an ear-full from me."

Things weren't great, but they were finally starting to look up, and so while his mother was promising to complain about him to his dead dad, Greg found himself chuckling, grin wide.

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Chloe could tell that Diana was being vague on purpose about John's death, but she figured that it was a traumatic experience and left it at that. Honestly, she didn't know exactly how to feel about his death. A part of her felt really sad, as if she'd lost something extremely important in her life, and yet with everything she was learning about John, he didn't seem like the best person to have around. Especially not with the dark magic in her veins. John was charismatic, enthralling, and she from what she'd heard from both Diana and Moira, he was a master manipulator. Chloe couldn't blame Cassie for falling for his lies; hadn't she done the same thing? Maybe their dark magic made them more susceptible to the patriarch of their clan…

She didn't know.

"So, why Smallville?" she finally asked, drinking a sip of her coffee. "Why come through here? If you were running away from Chance Harbor and the memories you have there, then why come through Smallville at all? It seems really out of the way."

"I didn't plan anything, Grant always drove." Diana nibbled on her thumbnail. "Adding the fact that hemlock is a magical poison… I don't want to talk bad about him when he's fighting for his life, but coming here of all places, where you are..."

"You think he might have done it on purpose?" Chloe frowned, eyeing the beautiful girl.

"Maybe." She shrugged, looking loathed to admit it. "Maybe he was working with John. Maybe he brought me here because you were here. John wanted there to be a Circle of Balcoins... maybe this was his contingency plan.

That was an intriguing idea. "Yeah, but Cassie's there, and let's be honest, you and I are sisters but we don't have any sort of bond. You and she had a friendship before you ever discovered that you shared blood." Chloe leaned forwards. "So why take you from the sister you have a bond with and bring you to one who is a total stranger?"

"I wanted to run away, to get away," Diana replied softly. "I wouldn't have stayed even if Grant wasn't involved."

Chloe watched the girl, saw the haunted look darken her features, and sighed, reaching over to squeeze her hand, feeling the jolt once more at their touch. "Well, even though it's been under undesirable circumstances, I'm glad I got to meet you."

Diana eyed her before a little smile tilted her lips, squeezing back, warmth filling Chloe from their joined hands. "Thank you. I'm glad to have met you too."

"Miss Sullivan," a voice declared behind her. "Imagine running into you here on a school day."

Chloe froze, recognizing that voice, doing her best to push back the momentary terror she felt now that she knew the truth about him and why he was there. She looked up at Diana, and those dark eyes were narrowed on her face, as if through their joined hands she could sense the terror and fear. Diana squeezed her hand tighter, obviously not understanding what was going on, but lending her support.

Giving her sister a little smile, Chloe forced herself to relax as she let go of Diana's hand and turned to smile up at their breakfast crasher. "Mr Luthor."

"Please, call me Lex." He gave her a charming smile, his gaze going to Diana and he cleared his throat before returning that smile on her. "I don't think I've met your friend."

Chloe kept her smile on her face as she turned to the brunette. "Diana, this is my father's boss, Lex Luthor."

Diana gave him a little nod of the head. "Nice to meet you."

"Lex..." Chloe returned her gaze to the handsome, bald young man. "This is my sister, Diana Meade."

Shock did not register, Lex's lips only curved slightly as if something he'd already known as fact was confirmed. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Meade." He turned his attention on Chloe. "Jason's told me that we have you to thank for the flowers bringing some life to the manor."

"It's really all him." Chloe just kept smiling at him, knowing her parents would be pissed at her for having confirmed who she was to "the enemy", but this was her life and her gamble and she was going to do this her way. "I also wanted to apologize for not being able to get back to your phone calls, but it's been hectic."

"Jason informed me." Lex nodded his head. "Apparently you've taken over Potter's Potts on top of your other responsibilities."

"Temporarily," she replied easily. "But this weekend I have some time to come over and talk about the Wall of Weird with you, if you have free time."

His smile curled further. "I'd love that. How does Saturday sound?"

"Perfect. I work half-day in the mornings but anytime after twelve would be fine with me."

Lex nodded, pleasure and satisfaction mixing in his eyes. "Please, have lunch with us if that is the case." He sent a small smile to Diana. "Feel free to come as well."

She gave a little nod and yet never responded, her eyes dark and distrustful on him despite the half smile on her glossed lips.

"I'll have a car come pick you up at twelve and bring you to the Manor." He returned his gaze upon Chloe and reached his hand out. "Is it a deal?"

Chloe eyed his hand for a second before licking her lips and raising her hand, placing it in his, his fingers grazing across the symbol hidden there by her fingerless gloves, causing tingles of magic to erupt between them. "It's a date."

His smile grew as he lifted her hand to his lips, bending somewhat to kiss the back of her palm, before nodding to her and Diana and leaving.

Chloe brought her tingling hand to her heart, watching him go.

Diana raised an eyebrow, highly unimpressed as she took a sip of her coffee. "Who's Prince Smarmy?"

Chloe watched Lex slip into his Ferrari, annoyed at how her heart had actually skipped a beat at that gesture of his. "That's one of my owners."

"What?" Diana's eyes widened in horror and turned to her. "What do you mean owners?"

"As in he – or his family – and some other families own me," Chloe replied, watching Lex drive away before finally turning her greens on Diana. "One of the reasons John Blackwell tried to kill the other witches was because, before I was born, he bartered me away to those families in exchange for some sort of favor. He got what he wanted out of them but didn't want to live up to his part of the deal: me." She gave a little shrug, licking her lips as she looked away. "Since he failed, his deal is still in place, and it's really just a matter of time before they use whatever magical power they have over me to pull me in line."

Diana's chest heaved with her erratic breath, eyes wide in utter horror. "I didn't know." She reached over and grabbed Chloe's hand in near desperation. "We didn't know."

"How could you?" Chloe asked softly, giving her sister a sad little smile. "I'm going to fight it. I never made that pact; never agreed to belong to anyone. And I'm not going to go down without a fight."

Instead of looking assuaged, Diana let go of Chloe's hand and leaned hard against her seat, her features haunted as she stared unseeingly at her cup of coffee.

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Whitney had come back from phoning Chloe's dad with the news that one of Chloe's sisters had made it to Smallville, and when Gabe hadn't seemed surprised, Whitney was more and more certain that this wasn't a coincidence. Chloe's dead dad was still somehow working things even from the afterlife and that pissed Whitney off. He felt like he was beginning to live in constant anger. Every day something else happened to make him angrier and angrier, his frustration growing, and he wondered if situations like this were what had made his father the bastard he was. He hoped to hell not because if so, he might one day slide down that slippery slope and he never wanted to be anything like his father.

He'd made it back to the hospital but couldn't find Chloe anywhere, stressing for a second before finding her text message telling him that if he got back before they did, that they were at the Beanery... and that yes, this girl was definitely her sister; it was confirmed by the girl's own words.

Whitney turned to leave and find them when the tail end of a couple of nurses' conversation found him.

"...and then he upped and left!" the burly nurse declared in shock. "We thought he was dying! Were readying for an emergency evac to Metropolis… and then he just sat up and ran out of the Emergency Room!" Whitney froze, eyes narrowed as he turned to look at the women. "Last anyone saw of him, he ran out of the back entrance," the nurse continued.

Whitney didn't stay and wait for more. He took off towards the back entrance, pushing past patients and staff alike, ignoring the security guard who yelled for him to stop running. The Quarterback threw the doors open as he raced out, skidding to a stop as he looked all around him, eyes widening when he realized that the Beanery could be seen from here.

Taking off once more, Whitney ran, heart in his throat. What if this was all a trap? What if that Balcoin girl and this guy had used this as a way to get Chloe and do something to her? What if-

Whitney skidded to a stop, able to see Chloe and Diana talking, both somewhat uncomfortable with whatever was being discussed.

And there, spying on them from behind a near building, was Grant Hardy.

Narrowing his eyes, Whitney stormed up to the guy and grabbed him by his collar, using momentum and surprise on his side as he threw the guy out from his hiding place.

Grant yelped, stumbling forwards, nearly falling on his face.

Chloe and Diana looked up, both standing immediately, eyes wide as they hurried over.

"Grant?!" Diana reached them first, stopping before him, eyeing him in confusion. "What are you doing out of the hospital? Are you okay? What happened? Why-?"

Chloe reached them, gaze going to Whitney before silently moving towards him.

"Grant!" Diana snapped when he straightened himself yet wouldn't answer.

Grant sighed, raising his gaze to her. "I know you're a witch."

Her eyes widened, face paling.

"I know the reason you've been wearing long sleeved shirts is to hide the Balcoin symbol that's on your palm." Grant turned to Chloe. "You have it on both palms right? Because you're the Firstborn?"

"You know a lot about stuff you shouldn't," Whitney snapped, taking a protective step in front of Chloe, feeling the star on his palm tingle. "And you're also incredibly healthy for someone who should be dying of hemlock poison by now."

"I've cultivated a tolerance to hemlock," Grant admitted softly. "Enough to have myself enter into shock… but not enough to actually hurt me."

"Grant?" Diana whispered, seeming like a vulnerable little girl and not a powerful dark witch.

"Your father raised me," Grant declared, unable to look at her. "He told me that if anything happened to him, to bring you or Cassie-or both if possible-to Chloe. That you were family and would be able to help and protect each other." He gulped. "So even though you killed him... I needed to protect you because that was what he'd want."

Tears were filling in Diana's eyes. "Everything we went through – was because he told you to?"

"I do like you, but that's why I need you to stay here," Grant whispered, eyes rising finally to meet hers. "You'll be safer here, especially with what's coming."

"What do you mean 'what's coming'?" Diana's voice cracked. "Grant, what's going on?"

"I'm sorry," he whispered before reaching into his pocket and throwing something down, the container exploding into powder that made breathing painful and forced their eyes closed as they stung.

"Pepper bomb!" Whitney coughed, pulling his shirt up to cover his face as he coughed. "Use your shirts to shield your face – don't breathe this in!"

He could hear Diana and Chloe coughing close by and by the time the dust cleared enough for them to open their tear-filled, stinging eyes, it was no surprise that Grant was nowhere to be seen.

Diana just stared at where Grant had been standing, a heart-wrenched cry escaping her lips as she collapsed to her knees and brought her hands to her face, sobbing wretchedly.

Chloe wiped at her own eyes, which were tearing up from the pepper, and reached out to rub Whitney's arm before slipping past him to her sister. She hesitated a second before lowering herself on her knees in front of Diana, wrapping her arms around the sobbing girl and holding her tight as Chloe whispered softly to her.

Diana, obviously desperately in need of comforting, wrapped her own arms around Chloe and held on tightly as she cried into Chloe's neck.

Standing there, watching them, Whitney wondered if the girls realized Chloe's hands were glowing as she embraced her sister. He also wondered, as Diana's fists clenched tightly against the back of Chloe's jacket, as if to anchor herself, if either girl could sense the magic visibly reaching out of Chloe's back and curling around Diana almost as if in a second embrace, seemingly binding the brunette to the blonde.

Once again, Whitney felt the star on his palm tingle and he scratched it, watching the sisters, wondering exactly what this whole thing meant.

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John's other daughter was here.

Moira stared at the stairs where both girls had disappeared up once Whitney had dropped them off.

The woman hadn't needed introductions, seeing John immediately once she'd seen Diana. And once the girl's story had been told, Moira had nothing in her but enough energy to welcome the girl to the home and let her know that as Chloe's sister, this was her home as well. She'd seen the look in Chloe's eyes and knew there'd be questions in the future, but for now Moira could only lie on the sofa and look at the stairs. The faint murmur of conversation could be heard above, and while she couldn't hear what they were saying, she knew that they were bonding. They were already halfway there. It was natural and it was magic.

Dark magic.

Moira licked her lips as she turned her light eyes on the ceiling.

This could work out in her favor.

John had been right. Together, the Balcoins were an unstoppable weapon, a formidable army.

And if Chloe couldn't get herself out of that damned pact, an army was going to be exactly what they'd need.

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17th-Apr-2013 03:43 am (UTC)
Yep, he gets it from his mom.
14th-Apr-2013 09:32 am (UTC)
i'm going to open a cult ... just to worship your magnificent writing skills.... i'm serious here... ;).... and de vid... soooo great..
14th-Apr-2013 06:31 pm (UTC)
Let me know so I can be the first to join!!!
I just spent the entire weekend reading her Lost Princess series (chloe/arthur) and Curse of the Black Pearl story (chloe/will) hopefully she continues with both series!!!
17th-Apr-2013 03:44 am (UTC)
Ah, shucks, a cult isn't needed! *le blush* Thanks for the love and hopefully you continue enjoying!
14th-Apr-2013 06:28 pm (UTC)
Ohhh. Is Diana the second in Chloe's circle???
And what is going to happen in this meeting between Chloe and Lex???

Ohhhhhh I can't wait!!!
17th-Apr-2013 03:45 am (UTC)
Diana will definitely become an important person to Chloe, and Circlewise...you shall see....
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