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The New Circle 55/? 
29th-Jun-2013 12:37 am
The Secret Circle Part Three smaller

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!

"It's not our business," Greg tried to assure. "It's not even really happening!"

Van unsheathed the Sword of Truth. "I'm the Seeker, even if this is only some weird fantasy, but while I have the Sword of Truth, I cannot just go by this and not help." With that his horse reared and then took off towards the caravan that was being attacked.

"We don't have time for this," Whitney hissed. "As much as it hurts me to admit it, Arkin's right. This isn't really happening – it's not important."

"Is it?" Diana asked, watching Van's back as he charged the bandits. "If we really felt that way, we wouldn't be searching for Chloe the way we are."

Whitney's head lowered. "Fine." And with that he urged the horse towards the bandits.

"Just great." Greg could be heard grumbling behind them before joining in.

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Lex wondered exactly when his right hand had become such a weak spirit as the one he was displaying at this moment, holding Chloe closely and giving into her temptation instead of doing what he should have. The young leader of the Circle let out a little sigh, having hoped that Jason would use what little influence he had over the girl to convince her to take off the Rada'Han, for everyone's best interest, and yet Lex wondered whether explaining things had been the best course of action. Jason hadn't seemed to have realized that the Rada'Han – or the mental block she'd unknowingly conjured up with the appearance of a Rada'Han – had basically nullified Chloe's powers and while there'd been a little hesitance on Jason's part at first, he'd now given into the girl. And it wasn't the Enthrallment to blame.

A part of Lex was fascinated with the realization that Chloe could control the Enthrallment, even if unknowingly. And yet another part of Lex (a greater part) was highly annoyed as he continued to watch those two kiss in the middle of a meadow surrounded by flowers and butterflies, almost as if they were a part of some fairy tale that was playing itself before his eyes.

This was hardly the time or place for this and Lex was more than sure that Jason used to have better self control than this around women. Sure, he'd been something of a heartbreaker (Davis was the only male in their Circle – before Lex and Oliver had gotten in relationships with Patty and Tess – who hadn't been a born Casanova) and yet Lex couldn't see his normally composed right hand man acting like this – and he couldn't even blame the Enthrall either because it was obviously being controlled and held back. This was all Jason.

Lex took in a deep breath, eyes narrowed on the couple, who were now kneeling in the grass, Jason's hands in Chloe's hair and Chloe's clutching at his shirt desperately as they kissed deeper.

The bald witch's annoyance was growing, and rapidly.

Up above him, the sunny sky began turning dark.

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To be honest, every time she fought with the Agiels a part of her screamed that this was obviously dark magic, that it was the Balcoin in her using the Agiels, fueling them, but Diana pushed away her self-judging and just concentrated on fighting. She stumbled a couple of times (damn these heels!) but as Diana forced two of the bandits to the ground in screams as she pressed hard with the Agiels, she found herself smiling slightly.

One of the bandits was a Wizard, a low class Wizard but still one, and she only realized it when he sent a cloud of fire racing towards Whitney, whose back was to the Wizard and was unprepared.

Diana's eyes widened and she reacted on instinct, raising her hand towards the flames, flinging them back towards the Wizard – the fire consuming him entirely.

She gulped.

Whitney looked behind him in confusion, not having realized that she'd just saved his bacon.

Greg sent three of the bandits flying. "Leave now before we really hurt you."

The bandits didn't need being told twice, running away as fast as their bruised bodies could take them.

"Thank you," the old woman Van had been protecting whispered, tears in her eyes. "Thank you so much."

Van just smiled at her, helping her to her feet. "You and your family are safe now."

Diana still continued to look at her hands, not sure how she'd done what she had considering she'd thought she was only able to use the Agiel and not real magic.

"You're a Mord-Sith." Van had left the old lady and her family, coming to stand next to Diana, watching the bandits disappear over the hill. "If someone uses magic in front of you, you can turn it on its wielder."

"Oh." That was all she could say, just staring at her leather gloved hands.

"Let me ask you something." Van watched Whitney and Greg helping some of the wounded. "You say we're in a dream. It's Chloe's, isn't it?"

Diana remained silent, merely looking at her hands.

"I see." Van cleared his throat. "Is this because it's the full moon tonight?"

Diana blinked and looked at him finally, confused. "Huh?"

"You know, the full moon," Van pressed, making a face. "I figure it's too much of a coincidence to overlook considering what's in her veins and everything. It must be finally manifesting itself, like she's come of age or something."

Diana continued look at him in confusion until she remembered something Chloe had told her once. "She's not a werewolf."

"Of course she's not. And you guys are definitely not her wolfpack." Van patted Diana's shoulder with a very visible wink before joining the others.

Diana watched him go, her lips twitching in reluctant amusement.

It would appear that Chloe was never going to get Van to believe she wasn't a werewolf.

The poor girl.

"We should start heading back." Greg looked up from where he was talking with one of the people they'd helped. "They've come from the direction we were going and said they haven't seen any soldiers."

Diana worried her bottom lip as her gaze turned to the direction they'd come from.

Hopefully one of the other groups had had better luck.

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They'd decided to start their way to the meet up place early, more than sure that this was not the direction that the soldiers had brought Chloe in. The two boys were silent, their conclusions from earlier still ringing in their ears. The two kept sending the other little, thoughtful looks, questions in those orbs before they'd look away with identical sighs. They'd known that as the Firstborn, Chloe should be the most powerful of their family, and yet neither of them were prepared for this. It was somewhat daunting. If what they were thinking was correct, there had never been a Balcoin as powerful as Chloe and never would be.

"I definitely cannot even contemplate revenge on Cassie or Diana anymore." Mikhail finally broke the silence. "I wouldn't want someone with Chloe's power against me or even annoyed with me."

"I'm a bit relieved that I've always been Team Balcoin," Lucas admitted, scratching the back of his ear nervously. "I think I'm going to stop flirting with her now though."

"Not that you were having any sort of success on that front," Mikhail reminded.

Lucas made a face at him but refused to answer that, gaze returning ahead of him. "I need to be a part of her Circle, Mik. We both do, no matter what it takes."

"I know," Mikhail responded softly.

The two rode the rest of the way in silence.

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Jason stiffened just as something sharp pressed against the front of her chest, Chloe's eyes widening in horror at the taste of blood in her mouth as she pulled away. His hazels were wide, going greener as his skin paled, the man holding his stomach – from which a blood-stained arrow protruded.

"Jason?" she whispered in horror as he collapsed to the ground revealing D'Haran soldiers pouring into the meadow, an archer still training an arrow at Jason. "No."

He coughed up blood, which splattered onto her face, before his eyes closed.

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Davis leaned down over Jason, pinning the man's body to the bed as it jerked violently. "What the hell, man?"

Suddenly Jason's eyes flew open and he took in a deep breath, looking around him in disorientation. "What – what happened?"

"You're awake," Davis whispered, letting go of Jason and backing away. "How? Why?"

"I died in Chloe's dream." Jason blinked, sitting up and running his hands over his chest before he noticed the others sleeping, his gaze falling onto Chloe before he tensed. "What are you doing here, Davis?"

"Really?" Davis made a face. "I think there are more important questions than why I'm here. Like how do we get them out of this dream you all are sharing?"

"Well, I died in it." Jason took in a deep breath. "I guess they all have to die too."

"Or wake her up," Davis announced, now having confirmation that this was indeed the Firstborn's dream. "But how do we do it without unknowingly putting everyone in danger?"

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"Jason?" Chloe stared down at his body, horrified and numb, her hand going from the nonexistent pulse in his neck, to the non-beating heart in his chest, to the absence of breath from his lips. She stared down into his blank eyes, trembling as tears began to trail down her cheeks onto his face reminding her of the day she'd saved him from her father's curse and yet there was no salvation for him. He was dead. She'd killed him. This was her dream and she'd killed him in it. Didn't they say if you died in a dream, you died in real life? "I killed him."

"Come now, Confessor," Ranssyn Fane announced, coming forwards. "Don't make us have to kill your other friends."

Chloe looked up, only now seeing through the wall of tears to the fact that they had Mikhail and Lucas, both boys beaten up and yet still alive, captive. She could feel a shock of darkness racing through her.

The archer fell, a dagger in his gut.

Lex emerged from the tree-line, his sword drawn.

Chloe's magic boiled in her veins.

"You have chosen an unwise battle, First Councilman." Ranssyn Fane sneered. "You will die just as easily as-" He then coughed, grabbing his throat.

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"Are those-?" Jason eyed the butterflies flying around one of the many potted flowers in the infirmary.

"They came out of her," Davis declared oddly, staring at Chloe. "Out of her mouth."

"What?" Jason would have turned to face Davis but he realized something, eyes wide. "Davey, the plants, they're dying."

He then realized that the winged serpent design on his palm was gone.

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Lex stood there, eyes unable to leave Chloe as she stood in the middle of the clearing, her pupils having dilated like they had the other night. Wind and magic whipped around her as the D'Haran soldiers collapsed to the ground, grabbing at their throat, burning up from the inside out. Lucas, Mikhail and Lex himself were untouched by this dark magic that sapped the life out of those soldiers, bringing them to the ground without the girl having even moved a finger. She just stared ahead of her, tears falling down her cheeks as the soldiers withered on the ground around them.

Above her, a swarm of butterflies rose from the grass, covering the sky completely, their normally silent wings sounds like war drums as they flapped in unison in the wind above them, darkening the skies.

The girl stood there numbly, not even seeming to know what was going on in front of her, reminding Lex too much of that night when she'd nearly killed him. And yet this time, her black fury wasn't against him, this time he was the one protected as he slowly drew closer, able to walk closer to her and seeing the nearly translucent shadows surrounding her, emerging from her and moving like fog, like clouds, around her.

She was...


Lex's gaze turned to where Mikhail and Lucas (who'd been the one to speak Lex's thoughts) stood staring in awe at Chloe.

The bald witch returned his gaze to Chloe as the last D'Haran withered into ash, but it didn't stop. Chloe continued to stare ahead of her unseeingly as now the grass and trees began to wither, all life being sucked out of the surroundings, her Rada'Han whipping around her neck by the magic, a completely useless trinket betraying by now that Lex had been right. The Rada'Han had never truly been the cork on her powers but her intense desire to deny her ability to Enthrall had.

The leaves began to fall from the trees, turning to ash before they hit the ground.

"Chloe." Lex moved towards the girl. "Chloe."

She continued to stare ahead of her.

"Chloe." Lex reached for her arm and jerked her closer, trying to break through whatever this was, but Chloe merely continued to stare ahead of her, the sound of the butterflies' wings louder and louder. He raised his voice to be heard over the sound of those wings and the trees slowly disintegrating. "Snap out of it!"

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"What's going on?" Van asked, eyes wide as they gazed at the entrance to the grove they'd decided to meet up in. Everything there was dying, the cloud of death spreading everywhere.

Greg's eyes narrowed, listening to the loud buzzing in the air. "What is that sound?"

"Chloe," Diana whispered, somehow just knowing her sister was behind this.

Whitney must have realized the same thing when she did because by the time she'd whispered Chloe's name, he'd urged their horse forward into the madness.

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Cracks began forming in the ground all around them, going deep into the core of the earth, heat visibly rising up from them.

"What's she doing?" Lucas wanted to know, stepping forwards. "If she doesn't stop, she's going to kill us all!"

Mikhail didn't do anything but reach out to place his hands over one of the crack, hissing and pulling his hand away went it was scalded by the steam rising up from it.

"Chloe, listen to me, this is just a dream, Jason really didn't die." Lex was in awe at the power of this girl but would prefer if he wasn't in danger while her magic was at work. "People don't really die when they die in dreams." Or, at least, he didn't think so. Either way, it was in his best interest that she believe it. "Jason's really alive."

She continued to stare ahead of her and Lex realized this went much deeper than Jason's death. This was her losing her grip on her magic again, once more agitated by her emotions. The fact that she'd unknowingly trapped the whole damned school in her dream just spoke about her power and her lack of control over it. She was so strong. So incredibly strong. And yet her grasp on it was terribly fragile, as he'd seen numerous times by now.

All the emotional stress she'd been going through lately hadn't helped things either, and Lex realized that he and his family had contributed to this breakdown of hers, to this method of escapism.

And truthfully, as havoc wracked the dream world, Lex thought of her destruction of his father's magically secure place in Metropolis, thought of when she'd come to kill Lex and Jason... saw his father be taken down like child's play. Lex stared into those eyes and realized that he must have been lied to because he could feel no power over this girl. There was no magic inside of him that felt like he could reach out, touch her, chant the spell and bind her to him. None.

He'd been lied to.

This girl was a powerful hurricane of power that was untamable, unable to be possessed by someone else or quelled by another power.

He, nor anyone else (be he Luthor or not), would ever be able to forcefully bind this girl and her magic to them.

Lex remembered the smile on Lionel's face as his magically secure building crumbled dangerously from her power.


Lex and everyone else had been fooled since childhood.

They'd thought they'd known what the pact was, known what to expect, but they were wrong.

So horribly wrong.

This girl... she'd possess them all; was more than capable of binding them to her, not the other way around.

Lex was humbled, shocked out of his wits, as he realized that this tiny blonde whose arm he gripped, was the next Big Player. She was the Queen on the chessboard.

"Chloe, you need to wake up now," Mikhail declared. "I don't think Jason is dead but if your magic kills us in your dream, I don't think we'll be so lucky... and I have money riding on Sunday's game so I'd like to live to collect my winnings."

Chloe didn't react to him, her eyes as blank as they'd been when she'd come to kill Lex that night.

Lex took in a deep breath as the world began to crumble around him, reaching out to cup her cold cheek as the butterflies continued beating their wings furiously above them. The images of that night kept rolling in Lex's mind, and he knew all too well what had saved him, what had quelled the darkness inside of the Balcoin magic.

Closing his eyes, Lex leaned down and pressed his mouth to Chloe's before he moved his lips against hers. He could feel her body freeze in shock, the girl finally registering something from the dark place she was in, and he pulled her closer as he deepened the kiss. The Luthor pushed in his magic, feeling it connecting with hers inside as an explosion of magic swept out from her body like a violent wave.

The sounds of the butterflies died, and the darkness disappeared, but Lex didn't notice, kissing her harder, his heart racing in his chest as he could feel her magic responding.

All around them, the earth repaired itself and grass grew while flowers bloomed brightly.

She trembled in his arms and he held her closer, tilting her head back further so he could kiss her deeper, harder, coaxing her mouth open to his exploration and swallowing her gasp.

"Sorry, Arkin, but I have to admit I saw this coming." Van could be heard behind them.

Realizing their audience had grown, Lex tore himself from Chloe with a little growl, frustrated at himself for allowing his guard to fall so very much.

Chloe's knees gave out on her and she collapsed onto them on the ground, her fall padded by the soft grass now beneath her. The girl stared up at Lex in confusion, her lips parted and swollen from his kisses, her hair messed, a dark blush working its way up her neck as her wide eyes stared up at him nearly sparkling in question.

It was at that moment, as he stared down at the girl, that Lex realized with a horrible shock that he actually wanted her, naked in his bed, crying out under him and running her nails down his back as he moved within her. For a second that very image raced before his mind in vivid detail, and the shock was so great that Lex found himself backing away from her, paling as his eyes widened.

"Chloe?" Diana asked from behind Lex. "Are you okay?"

"I think..." Chloe's voice was soft, her gaze still confused, still half dazed. "We need to wake up now."

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They all woke up at the same time, taking in deep breaths and staring around them in confusion. Van was the first to react, stumbling off of his chair and grabbing a trashcan to vomit in, the magic too strong for him. Outside, they could hear others waking up and being sick all over the newly opened, previously immaculate school.

Davis stood by the now fully healed plant, upon which the two butterflies had perched, eyeing Chloe Sullivan as she brought her hand to her head and then trained her gaze on someone.

"Jason," she whispered, smiling, such relief in her voice.

Jason smiled at her, a little hesitant yet pleased. "So, you don't die in reality if you die in a dream."

"Something I'm sure we're all grateful for," Lex replied, slipping off of the bed with a little groan, straightening his suit. "That doesn't matter. What matters is that we're all back safe and sound."

"I'm sorry about – everything." Chloe kept her head bent, a dark blush making its way up her neck, seeming unable to look in Lex's direction.

Lex, for his part, was busy straightening his clothes. "Yes, well, I had a perfect speech written out for the opening ceremony. It would have gone down for the ages." And with that, he walked away without a second glance.

Chloe looked up and watched him go, a confused expression on her face.

Jason looked between the two in confusion as well.

Davis clenched his fists.

Chloe turned to look at him, almost as if having sensed his spike of resentment for being overlooked. "Hello, Davis." She gave him a small smile. "You probably don't recognize me since I don't have the mask on, but my name's Chloe."

He could feel how forced his smile was. "It's good to finally meet you, Chloe."

"Sorry about the, you know, it was unintentional, I swear." She gave him a sheepish smile before her gaze went to Van, her sister and the boys having filed out of the room groggily after Lex. "I'll leave you with Jason, sorry for mucking up everything, again." And with that, and one last look to Jason, she hurried out of the room to catch up with Van.

Davis could feel his fists shaking from how tightly he was closing them, disappointment rife within him at their interaction.

"Come on, Dave," Jason placed his hand on Davis's shoulder. "You look like you need something strong, and this whole school smells of vomit."

Jason was right on both counts, so Davis just nodded and followed his best friend out.

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Chloe walked side by side with Van, rubbing his back and feeling so very conflicted about what had just happened. She could tell from the conversations she was hearing that no one remembered exactly what had happened, all believing they'd come down with some sort of flu and were being ordered out of the school (which now stank of vomit). But she could tell Van did remember and Chloe was trying to figure out how to explain this to him. Should she just come out and say she was a witch? Would he freak out? Would it affect their friendship?

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone you were responsible for this. Also, I'm not freaked by it in case you're worrying about that," Van finally spoke. "If anything, I find this whole thing fascinating, but then it makes sense you can do this, I guess. I mean, your kind is governed by the moon, which affects the brain, so it shouldn't be all that big of a leap once you think about it."

Chloe stared at him, confused. How did he know she was a witch and why the hell did he think witches were governed by the moon?

He turned towards her and gave a little grin, even if he was still a little green around the edges. "Thanks for bringing me along for the ride though, and I'm glad that I remembered. I, well, let's just say I needed this sort of a distraction."

"I didn't do any of this on purpose." She needed him to get that. "I'm still really new to all of this and I don't have control over it."

"Makes sense." Van shrugged, though his expression was curious. "It's got to suck to be you now, though. I mean, you're a girl and you get cranky once a month anyway, so this has got to magnify it. Not that I'm looking for details or anything! I'm just saying, you know, so I don't accidentally annoy you and lose a limb, maybe we should have a secret little hint that it's that time of the month. Like maybe you could use certain jewelry or something."

Chloe just stared at him in confusion and a little embarrassment – because he could not be talking to her so candidly about menstruation! "Excuse me?"

"Don't worry, Sullivan, I've got your back." He sent her a grin. "No one will ever learn about your furry little problem from me." And with that he walked away, whistling to himself.

Chloe stood there, staring at his back, before it finally hit. "I'm not a werewolf!"

He laughed and continued on, giving her a backwards wave, obviously not at all believing her.

Chloe sighed, running her hand over her face as she whispered: "I'm not a werewolf, I'm a real screw-up of a witch."

"I don't know about that, we get another day free from school," Lucas declared from behind her, the girl turning to see her Circle plus him and Mikhail standing there. "Sounds just about right to me."

Chloe eyed those five, not exactly sure what her future was going to be like given everything, but she still managed a little smile. "I need junk food. Who's in?"

29th-Jun-2013 06:51 am (UTC)
soooooo hot *fans herself* ....
lex didn't lose his tattoo, right?
and i'm happy van has no problem with chloe beeing diffrent... and is not randomly shooting at witches ;)
29th-Jun-2013 07:08 am (UTC)
Glad you enjoyed :)
HAHAHA! I laughed out loud at the "randomly shooting at witches" part!!!
30th-Jun-2013 05:45 am (UTC)
Read this last night but LJ was being a butt and couldn't comment!! GRR!!

But sweet baby batman was this chapter awesome!!

So Chloe can control who she enthralls, I'm wondering if Lex will tell her that she has the power to control her power.

Love how Van is okay with Chloe being a werewolf and she is trying to tell him she isn't one.

And yet another part of Lex (a greater part) was highly annoyed as he continued to watch those two kiss in the middle of a meadow surrounded by flowers and butterflies, almost as if they were a part of some fairy tale that was playing itself before his eyes.

I don't know what I love more Chloe and Jason kissing or Lex being jealous!!! XDDD

Closing his eyes, Lex leaned down and pressed his mouth to Chloe's before he moved his lips against hers. He could feel her body freeze in shock, the girl finally registering something from the dark place she was in, and he pulled her closer as he deepened the kiss.

And then we have Chloe and Lex kissing!!! XDDDDDDDDDDDDD

Chloe's knees gave out on her and she collapsed onto them on the ground, her fall padded by the soft grass now beneath her. The girl stared up at Lex in confusion, her lips parted and swollen from his kisses, her hair messed, a dark blush working its way up her neck as her wide eyes stared up at him nearly sparkling in question.

It was at that moment, as he stared down at the girl, that Lex realized with a horrible shock that he actually wanted her, naked in his bed, crying out under him and running her nails down his back as he moved within her. For a second that very image raced before his mind in vivid detail, and the shock was so great that Lex found himself backing away from her, paling as his eyes widened.

Dear gawd you love to tease us!!!!
Not gonna lie but I reread this section I don't know how many times!! XDDDDDDD
Ohhh gawd I loved it!!!!

I need MOAR!!!!
30th-Jun-2013 03:11 pm (UTC)
Yeah, Chloe will eventually be able to control it, but for now she's still unable to.

Yeah! Van's inner monologue is definitely: "Chloe's a werewolf, and that group that keeps growing around her are obviously a part of her wolf-pack...in which she's obviously the alpha! Her mother either arrived to start the transformation in her by biting her----or because she knew the bite would jumpstart the transformation which would have happened anyway, and she's here teaching her the ways of the wolf."

Lex is not as excited about this new development as you are :P In fact, he's quite horrified and deeply disturbed by it!
2nd-Jul-2013 03:01 am (UTC)
Loving this fic great job can't wait for more.
3rd-Jul-2013 03:43 am (UTC)
LOVE the icon!
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