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The New Circle 37/? 
29th-May-2013 06:53 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.
Wanna thank tenshinrtaiga for betaing!

"You dare summon me, you foolish child?" His voice was like a trumpet as he spoke, taking a menacing step towards her.

Chloe gulped, taking a step backwards. "I didn't mean to?"

"You insult me on top of everything?" he snarled, flicking his tail towards her, spikes flying off of it and zooming towards her.

Chloe rose her arms crossed up in front of her instinctively in a protective move, the spikes hitting a barrier and falling down to the ground, leaking what looked like some sort of liquid... most probably poisonous. She gulped, realizing that if impalement hadn't killed her, the poison would have. Or maybe it wasn't a poison but a paralyzing agent so she couldn't move or protect herself while it ate her alive. She knew about these creatures, had glimpsed them in Whitney's bestiary, and knew that Manticores devoured their prey whole leaving no clothes, bones or possessions behind.

The Mantiore growled as it circled her, alternating between flinging poisoned spikes to actually slamming the dragon's tail into the barrier around her. It was searching for a weak spot, attacking at different intervals at different spots and in different frequencies or potency. Chloe kept her eyes closed, her hands up, and concentrated on keeping the barrier strong.

Suddenly the orb inside of her throbbed viciously and Chloe grunted, doubling over, losing her grip on the barrier as the Manticore slammed its tail into it, his hard flesh slamming into her midsection and sending her flying into the throne. She cried out, pain filling her as she tried catching her breath, her back inflamed from the blow and her hand pressing hard against her solar plexus, against what almost seemed like a slight bulge, the orb having grown inside of her. Green eyes opened in time to see that tail flicking in her direction and she only just managed to roll away, those poisoned spikes hitting the throne where she'd been moments ago.

Rolling to her side, Chloe pushed to her feet and tried reassembling the barrier but every time she did the orb within her grew larger, more painful.

The Manticore charged, mouth wide, teeth shining with saliva.

Chloe pulled herself around the throne and bent over still holding onto that slight bulge, her skin throbbing visibly now.

As the Manticore turned to face her, Chloe reached behind her and the spikes that were littering the ground rose. With a swift movement forwards from her hand, she sent them flying towards the Manticore, the spikes piercing skin, a roar of pain and anger echoing through the throne room.

"My own poison does nought to my system!" The creature with the human face snarled, reaching out and yanking one of the spikes out of it with its teeth, spitting it out.

Chloe cried out as the bulge pressed hard against her ribs.

Even if she managed to somehow defeat the Manticore she was going to die like that guy in Alien!

The pain forced her to her knees, clutching at the bulge, her fingernails digging deep into her skin as she screamed. Her hand pressed hard against the throbbing bulge in her solar plexus, trying to push it back inside and yet with each bit of magic she used it seemed to get bigger and bigger, threatening to break her ribs on its way out of her body. Strengthening the magic around the orb only made it worse and it was getting harder to breathe.

A spike imbedded itself into her thigh.

Chloe screamed, yanking it out of her and throwing it away, already feeling whoozy as the poison made its way through her system.

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"No! Don't you friggin go to sleep!" Whitney snapped as he stood, going to the television in fury as Chloe's body collapsed next to the throne as the Manticore approached, readying for its kill. "Fight it, Sullivan! Fight it!" He slammed his tattooed hand into the wall next to the television. "FIGHT IT!"

Cassie watched Diana stare at the television with tear-filled eyes, Adam tightening his grip on Diana's shoulder. It still hurt sometimes, to see him so engrossed in other girls. She knew that their love had been a curse, and that they'd had to kill their love for each other, but if she'd known that her dark magic would be strong enough to overpower the potion and leave her still loving him while he was free to love others – she didn't know if she would have put herself through this sort of torture willingly.

Jake continued to lean forwards, hand hiding the bottom half of his face, his eyes wide in horror as the Manticore reached Chloe, standing over her.

Faye had forgotten her drink, eyes wide, all fascination turned to horror as the Manticore opened its mouth wide and began swallowing the girl whole, like an anaconda might its victim.

By the time it was finished, there was nothing left of Chloe in that room, nothing, just like the legends.

Diana let out a heart-wrenching cry and turned to Adam, hiding her face in his shirt as he held her tightly, whispering to her as she cried inconsolably against him.

Clark stared at the television in horror, silent tears making their way down his face.

Greg kept shaking his head, as if refusing to believe it, before he finally snapped. "That's bullshit! It's a lie! This is all a lie!"

Tears falling down her face, Melissa awkwardly hugged/cradled Clark much like Adam was doing to Diana, as the giant farm boy began to sob.

"It's a lie!" Greg was still on about that, pacing back and forth, running shaky hands through his hair. "They just want us to believe – She's alive!"

Moira and Gabe were silent, just staring numbly at the screen.

Cassie chanced a glance at the two older witches in the corner, surprised at the stark difference in their faces.

Lex was disappointed; it was obvious in every feature.

Jason was distraught, his face passive and yet his eyes...

And yet it was Whitney who drew Cassie's attention the most, her greens landing on the blonde who remained where he'd been moments ago, his eyes closed tightly, nearly angrily.

Whitney clenched his fist against the wall, the hand shaking. "Fight it."

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Of all the ways she'd expected to die, this was not one of them.

She was completely paralyzed, unable to do anything as the creature swallowed her whole, scraping her with its rows of sharp teeth on the way down. Her blood filled him and she was unable to really breathe, its digestive juices flowing around her. She couldn't move, couldn't even scream as that bulge in her stomach grew even more, nearly cracking a rib as it did so. The blonde didn't even have the will to keep trying to stop it anymore. What was the purpose when she was going to be digested alive anyway?

With the next throb of pain, Chloe let go of that orb she'd created inside of herself to contain Francis Balcoin's dark magic and keep it separate from her own. Her whole stomach cramped horribly as a coil seemed to snap within her and the magic that'd been fighting the barrier exploded outwards with such a force that...

...The next thing she knew, she lay in a pool of blood and chunks of Manticore on the ground next to the throne.

Chloe coughed, spitting out the chunks in her mouth as she could breathe once more. The blood of the Manticore covered her, seeping into her body through the many cuts she'd received from its teeth and slowly she could feel her leg once more... and then her other.

Apparently the cure to a Manticore's venom was its blood because within five minutes she was slowly pushing up to her feet. Her legs weren't ready to support her though and she quickly fell to her knees, wincing at the pain and yet trying once more, grabbing hold of the throne to help her up. She managed to somehow pull herself up enough to collapse onto the throne, exhausted and in pain. Bits of Manticore were stuck in her hair and she was never going to get the blood out of her clothes. She wiped at the blood on her face before just giving up and resting on the throne.

That was when straps wrapped around her legs and hands, fastening her to the throne... and the room began to grow smaller.

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"Nonononononononononono!" Gabe Sullivan cried as he rapidly stood, only having just rejoiced with Moira over the explosive survival of their daughter.

Chloe, already horribly tired from all she'd gone through, was struggling in vain against the binds holding her to the chair as the room continued to fold in on itself, threatening to crush her in a matter of minutes.

"How is this a solo test?" Faye wanted to know, surprisingly enough quite pissed off.

The room continued to close in on the struggling blonde.

Greg collapsed on the armrest of Cassie's chair, causing her to jump slightly at the unexpected movement.

On the screen, with crushing imminent, the look-alike entity referred to as Scales appeared in the throne room.

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"Enjoying the show?" Chloe couldn't help but be snappy as she tried struggling with the magical binds. No matter what spell she tried on them, they couldn't loosen or catch on fire or anything.

Scales eyed her curiously. "You blew up the Manticore."

"Don't tell me I'm going to get in trouble for that." Not that she really cared at the moment.

"We've only had a few people actually summon the Manticore and none of them have actually... exploded it." Scales shook her head, unable to believe what she was saying. "You have bits of it in your hair."

"I know." That was yet one of the many things she was choosing not to think about at the moment, especially when her mirror image was oh so pristine clean. "Look, not to be snappy, but I'm kinda in the middle of something, so-"

"You're kinda screwed," Scales interrupted her, lips pursed. "Those are magic resistant straps. Francis Balcoin had a thing about other people sitting on his throne. He was against it."

"You don't say," she declared with mock surprise.

"You realize you're not going to get out of this one, right?" Scales made a face.

"The thought has crossed my mind." Chloe stopped struggling, just glaring at her counterpart.

"Well, I don't want you to die, and from what I hear, there's a loophole. You don't have to die here." Scales seemed quite proud of herself.

Chloe narrowed her eyes even as the walls continued to close in closer and closer to the throne. "And what's this loophole?"

"Once the Balcoin Firstborn is in the Trials, there is one time he or she can use a special pass in case a Trial is too hard for them." Scales eyed around them before coming closer. "Your "phone a friend" option in a way of speech." When Chloe only kept her eyes narrowed at that, Scales continued. "The only way you can bypass this death is by switching with someone of your own blood."

Chloe felt as if she'd been kicked. "You've got to be joking."

"Nope. It's one of the reasons why this was such a feared time, not only for the Firstborn." Scales took a couple of steps towards the throne as the walls grew uncomfortably close. "You switch places with one of them and they'll die while you can go on. And don't worry, it's not one of those cases where if you sacrifice someone else for yourself, you lose. This is a Balcoin test. You'll get extra points for doing this."

"No." Chloe shook her head. "I'm not going to-"

"No one's going to know you did it." The smile slipped from Scales' face as she had to come closer to the throne. "You just say the word and one of them will be here and you'll be safe. No one will ever know what happened here."

"No," Chloe replied with more force.

"You like Diana and Pete, so forget about them, they'll be safe." Scales looked around her, looking a little nervous as she gulped. "But what about Cassie? She's not exactly on the road to bosom buddies right? She doesn't think of you as a sister and never will. Just say her name and I'll switch you."

"No." Chloe looked away from Scales, watching as the walls closed in at the bottom step, which folded in under it.

"Fine! You've seen her face. Your conscience couldn't take it!" Scales pressed against the throne as she looked around her, worried. "You have two faceless brothers. Pick one of them! It'll-!"

"I said no!" Chloe screamed, clenching her fists tightly.

"Don't be so stupid!" Scales screamed right back at her as the steps continued to fold under, the walls forming a small square around the throne as they began to truly close in around them. "Say a name! Say one! Just-!"

"No." The voice was a whisper but resolute as she hung her head. "No."

"You're a Balcoin! It's their way!"

"It's not my way!" Chloe snapped despite the tears of fear that were slipping down her cheeks. "I might have dark magic inside of me but that doesn't make me evil. It just means I have to try a little more than others. And I am not going to sacrifice someone else for me, even if I've never met them before. The Balcoins might have sacrificed their family or anyone else without a second thought, but they were hunted down to near extinction for reasons just like that one! If I'm going to pass these Trials then I'm going to do it my way or no way at all!"

"Do you think your father gave up like this when he became First and was granted access to this room?" Scales looked all around her in terror before somehow climbing up on top of the throne's backrest, straddling it, gulping and closing her eyes tightly as the walls reached the throne. "You're the Balcoin Firstborn! The first Soul even remotely capable of competing with Francis Balcoin! You have his magic in you for crying out loud! Why do you think it's always been in that crystal, used but never consumed? It's a magic so strong it was feared more than it was coveted!" The wall began to press up against the edges of the throne. Scales whimpered, shaking slightly. "We're not supposed to die like this."

Suddenly it struck Chloe like lightening and she looked up, eyes widening.

How could she have been so foolish?

She was the Firstborn – they'd only been allowed inside because of her!

And she had Francis Balcoin's magic inside of her – somewhere!

Francis Balcoin – the one who'd created this place!

Who commanded it!

The throne trembled under the force of the four walls, readying to break.

"Stop." Chloe tried, but nothing happened, the blonde licking her lips as she tightened her grip on the handrests she was tied against. She didn't know exactly where Francis Balcoin's dark magic was, now that the orb was gone, but she narrowed her eyes and concentrated. "Stop." Nothing, but she just closed her eyes and calmed her mind, her racing heart. "STOP."

The walls stopped trying to crush them and the throne.

Scales, crouched over and eyes closed... slowly peeked open one serpent eye and looked around her in utter disbelief.

Chloe stared at her arms, feeling the magic inside her – the Balcoin magic – acting very oddly. It was almost hard to detect from her Hibbins magic. "Release me."

The straps disappeared in light.

Green orbs went to the walls. "Return to where you were."

Immediately, the walls slid back smoothly to their original places, leaving the girl sitting on the throne. "I want to leave now."

The Balcoin symbol on the floor flashed green before detaching slightly from the floor, hovering in stepping distance from it.

Chloe's eyes widened as she looked up at the darkness above.

That had always been the way out.

Scales slipped down off the throne, smiling in shocked pleasure as she looked around her. "You're commanding the room."

"Isn't that what I'm supposed to do?" Chloe asked curiously as she pushed off of the throne, standing.

"You were supposed to have either taken the switch or found the trap door you were brought in through that's only accessible to other forces during the Trials," Scales replied with laughter, running her hand over her hair, her forked tongue slipped out from between her lips as she pointed to the back of the throne. "But you're commanding the room. How-?" Scales' serpent eyes went to Chloe before she laughed and transformed, becoming a winged snake and taking off upwards into the darkness and disappearing.

Chloe watched the serpent go before gulping as she limped her way towards the rise, stepping onto it and holding her hands out to keep balance as it lifted off into the air, taking her up out of the room and into the darkness above.

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There was silence in the room as the television suddenly went black before a football game appeared in mid game and was completely ignored.

Suddenly a cheer broke out amongst everyone, Gabe and Moira hugging each other and laughing, both declaring they'd known she would pass the test despite everything.

Cassie smiled slightly as she watched them, envious of Chloe for having two parents, even if one really wasn't her biological father. It was obvious that Gabe adored Chloe and was dedicated to her.

It made Cassie feel even lonelier than she already did.

Diana hugged Adam tightly and laughed and cried as she held on tighter, Adam smiling tenderly as he held her close.

Melissa and Clark grinned at each other brightly before Clark pulled her off of the sofa and began a victory dance with the laughing yet blushing girl.

Whitney leaned on the wall by the television, arms folded over his chest, a smile curving the side of his lips.

Jake and Faye rolled their eyes and yet were smiling brightly anyway.

Jason, like Whitney, was merely smiling, relief visible in his hazels.


Cassie gulped.

Lex was smiling in dark satisfaction.

"I know," Greg whispered to her.

She turned to look up at him, finding him staring warily at Lex who was still smiling darkly at the television.

Greg narrowed his gaze on Lex before lowering his dark orbs to Cassie silently.

Worrying her bottom lip, Cassie returned his uneasy stare before returning her greens to Lex, a surprising, cold shiver of dread racing down her spine.

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Chloe stepped out of the darkness... into the Balcoin Caves.

She laughed softly, shaking her head, somehow not surprised at this new development.

Stepping out into the main chamber, Chloe froze when the huge Balcoin symbol on the cave wall lit up and then shone down on her, bathing her in an unnatural light, the color of which she hadn't ever seen before. The magic within her reacted to this immediately, explosions happening within her so brightly she could see them through her skin. One particularly bad one had her holding her solar plexus once more, the blonde crying out as she was driven to her knees in the chamber as behind her eyes the explosions continued everywhere.

Digging her fingers into the ground, Chloe screamed as she arched her back upwards much like a cat might, her back on fire.

She could feel the pupils of her eyes contracting and dilating like crazy behind her closed eyelids while her heart raced and her pulse went crazy. The hairs on her body stood on end and a strong draft seemed to be racing through the different veins leading into this chamber, whipping at her clothes and her hair.

But while all of this was most distracting, what Chloe felt the most was the magic inside of her bubbling, boiling, exploding only to repeat once more.

Her throat was killing her from her non-ending screaming.

'Kill them...'

'Kill the bitches...'

'Kill them all!'

Chloe forced one hand from the ground and the other from her chest to grab at her head – at the words whispering all around her in male guise. "No."

'We've been waiting for you...'

'Kill those who killed us...'

'Avenge our deaths!'

She shook her head, images passed before her eyes almost too rapidly to see of a group of people killing a man who could only be Francis Balcoin. "No!"

'The Luthors, the Capets, the Thoreaux... everyone… kill them all!'

Chloe fought, shaking her head.

'Free yourself... free us... kill... kill... KILL!'

"SHUT UP!" Chloe screamed, holding her head.

'You will listen and-!'

"NO!" Chloe forced herself up to her knees, still clutching her head as she shook it. "I WILL NOT LISTEN TO YOU!" She breathed in and out, trying to calm herself once more, to force her mind to be still, quiet. "You will never force me to do anything again. Ever." The blonde could feel the hold slipping. "Francis Balcoin is dead. I don't care if some of his essence is trapped in his magic. It's mine now. I'm not going to let it control me and if you can't get that I'm your new master then I'll find some other prison for you and hide you away so no one can be corrupted by you. Do you understand?"

Silence reigned.

The explosions continued within her, but they were slowing and somehow Chloe knew what was happening.

Her magic had appropriated the foreign magic within her, breaking it up enough so that it was absorbed by her own and made its own.

She doubted that she'd actually be able to pour it out of her into another crystal skull like she'd threatened to do.

Taking in a deep breath, Chloe pushed to her feet and walked out of the Balcoin Caves, no longer limping.

30th-May-2013 12:31 am (UTC)
So good, so good, so good, so good!

And that's all I have to say about that. So there!


31st-May-2013 01:17 pm (UTC)
30th-May-2013 06:16 am (UTC)
man... it's like a drug... and i want moooorrre....;)
31st-May-2013 01:17 pm (UTC)
I shall update the next chappie in the next minutes!
30th-May-2013 08:57 am (UTC)
that was awesome
31st-May-2013 01:18 pm (UTC)
Thank you!
7th-Jun-2013 03:59 am (UTC)
Holy crackers!!!!
I just loved it when Chloe told scales she wasn't going to switch places with anyone and when started commanding the room, well yeah that was awesome!!
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