Title: The New CircleFandoms: Smallville/Secret CircleCharacters: Chloe Sullivan, Whitney Fordman, Greg Arkin, Cassie Blake, Diana Meade, Mikhail Balcoin, Lucas Dunleavy, Faye Chamberlain, Byron Moore...Rating: TDisclaimer: Don't ownSummary: 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!
Rao watched as Chloe emerged from the caves, the girl horribly pale and obviously injured, and yet her eyes (now human green once more) were determined as she moved towards the group surrounded by the witches who'd been protected by the Balcoin Bleeding Caves. He watched her, saw her stumble for a moment, before taking in a deep breath and continuing towards the group, speaking to her brothers, who shook their heads. She placed her hands on their shoulders before turning her gaze on the witches standing guard over her captives, the witches standing down and moving back.
Chloe lifted her hand in the air, an electric dome appearing around her and the group of captives who were still alive, pain visible on her face, the color bleeding out of it as her features twisted in pain. The girl clasped her free hand around the pendant Vika had once worn and then, in the blinking of an eye, she and all of those who'd been inside of the dome were gone.
Rao leaned back hard against the throne.
Silence filled the throne room.
"What do we do now, Master?" Desaad asked from his left. "She has put herself in enmity with you."
"She has realized that she can choose both sides of her magic." Granny took in a deep breath from his right. "This is unfortunate."
"The night has not been a complete failure," Rao announced, thoughtful.
His two most faithful turned to him.
"Five of the Six Houses have fallen into ruin, never to rise again." Rao smirked, resting his cheek against his closed fist. "Did you not see her eyes? They were Dragon's eyes. And not only that, but she's finally displayed scales." His smirk grew. "While she was in Apokalips, she met him."
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When Chloe appeared in the middle of the courtyard, it was all she could do to keep from vomiting. Her magic had been stretched, beaten, sliced, cursed, and had taken blows from every angle it could have tonight but she couldn't show weakness, especially not here of all places. She stood tall, looking around the Dragon statues, the witches she'd teleported with her vomiting onto the courtyard, trembling with aftershocks. The girl kept her gaze around her sharp, not just on the Temple itself but on the hills and jungle around it. Her eyes caught glimpse of a spark of red that appeared in the middle of the jungle, a small smile tilting her lips as she nodded.
"Where are we?" one of the soldiers groaned.
"I feel sick," another whimpered.
"Something's not right with this place," another gasped.
Movement caused her gaze to go to the steps as humanoids descended from the Temple.
Seyg was one of the humanoids, the Major another.
Chloe raised her chin, facing the Dragons in human form. "I don't know the rules of this place, but I'm taking all of my people back with me, so I've made sure I've brought more than enough replacements."
"You're a Dragon," Seyg announced, the Councilman angered as he came near. "You cannot come and go as you please. You are subject to our customs. To our rules. To our verdicts."
"I'm a human," she countered, stepping forwards. "I have Dragon magic in me, yes, but this body is human and it is why I can teleport back and forth from one place to the other. I don't have a Dragon body. Physically, I'm not bound. Magically, I might be, which is why I've brought replacements, subject to your rule of trade."
"Human or not, you have Dragon magic and you have cast harbingers," Seyg snarled, his eyes going to their reptilian form, his scales appearing. "It means that you are compatible and that means we cannot let you leave."
Chloe smiled at the old lizard. "I don't care. You don't have a choice in the matter." As Seyg sputtered in shock at her disrespectful reply, her gaze went to the Major. "It wouldn't have worked out between us anyway. I mean, we only would have been able to mate while you were in your human form which would have taken away half your fun, and all my taunting aside, you're a Dragon." She slapped her palm against one of the humongous statues. "Let's be honest here. Even in your human form, you probably would have torn me."
He raised an eyebrow, apparently reluctantly amused before something odd flickered in his eyes. "Do us all a favor and watch your back."
She narrowed her eyes curiously at him before tightening her grip on her pendant and then, in a blink of an eye, she was in the jungle where she'd seen the flash of red, finding herself in the middle of her friends.
Greg stood. "My mother? Is she safe?"
Whitney did as well. "What about my parents? I tasted your blood, I-"
Chloe smiled. "They're all fine. We need to leave here now though." Her gaze went to Zatanna. "All of us." With that, she raised her hand and cast the dome over them, envisioning the Balcoin symbol in the Bleeding Caves, the scenery outside the dome beginning to ripple.
"This is new," Faye whispered before turning to Whitney. "This is new, right?"
Whitney nodded. "This is new."
The magic inside Chloe wavered, tired, before she managed to establish the connection and, with a blink of an eye, they were inside the main cavern of the Bleeding Caves.
The second the teenagers teleported back into the caves, Chloe stumbled yet kept herself upright, watching as Whitney's and Greg's mothers cried, hugging their sons tightly. Chloe eyed the boys before smiling, watching Martha Kent rush to Cassie, Faye and Diana's side to tell them how worried she'd been about them.
Chloe eyed the dispersed people before placing her right palm on the closest wall, a new set of lights coming alive, lighting up a pathway into a part of the cave she hadn't explored before. The girl eyed the path, her gaze going to the people who were busy around her, before starting off on her own. It didn't take her long to realize that she wasn't on her own at all, another pair of steps echoing off the tunnel and another slim shadow cast against the wall.
Zatanna finally appeared at her side, pulling a dark strand of hair out of her face and behind her ear. "Where are we going?"
The blonde ran a shaky hand down her face. "There are people in town who are being massacred and need help. We can't just hide here and leave them to die while we're safe and sound. We need to find a way to help them."
Zatanna stared at her in silence before shaking her head. "You're not what I expected."
Chloe narrowed her eyes. "What do you mean?"
"When you left, I was sure we'd never see you again." Zatanna eyed her. "Your friends back there? They never once doubted, even after I told them that you needed a trade to escape and that it would be stupid for you to come back. They knew you were coming back for them."
Chloe smiled, genuinely smiled, for the first time in what felt like far too long. "Thanks, I needed that."
Zatanna shook her head once more before clearing her throat as they started walking once again. "So, how is whatever is at the end of this tunnel going to help us help the townspeople?"
"Not sure, but the Caves are connected to me and know what I need, so it'll help. Whatever it is." Chloe licked her lips, pressing forwards. "I can't believe he's involving mortals in this battle, that he's killing them indiscriminately."
"Really?" Zatanna asked softly. "They're less in his eyes than Witches and you've seen what his kind think of ours. What do they care if whole towns are razed to the ground?"
Chloe sent the girl a worried frown. "I care."
"Like you told the Council, you're human with Dragon magic. Apparently that means you have a conscience." Zatanna smiled crookedly. "I don't know what you told him, but Councilman Seyg's face was sopriceless!"
Chloe shook her head, chuckling. "He looked comical."
"Like a chicken about to utter his last cluck and not a Dragon," Zatanna snickered before pausing, her amusement melting into seriousness. "That conversation you had, at the end…" She licked her lips, grays sliding away as she took in a deep breath before they returned to Chloe. "What happened between you two?"
For a moment, Chloe thought that Zatanna was still referring to Councilman Seyg, and then her eyes widened, realization hitting hard. "Oh, you mean with Norbert."
Zatanna blinked. "Norbert?"
"He never gave me a name, just said he was a Major, so I started calling him Norbert." Chloe felt a little silly as she admitted that, the girl's memory flashing back to her encounter with the Dragon Major and a blush climbing up her neck. "Nothing happened. I annoyed him a lot though, mostly on purpose. I was trying to provoke certain responses out of him but he was incredibly calm and collected despite it all. It was hard to get a rise out of him no matter what I tried." She scratched the side of her face, embarrassed. "I think he was downgraded to babysitting me or something like that; there was something about the task being beneath him, which I got, considering he was a Major." Chloe made a face. "Are female Dragons rare? Because they made a big deal about that." She shrugged. "When we last exchanged words he told me to watch my back. That's all." She paused. "Now that I think about it, he really took this whole thing really well. Much better than Councilman Seyg."
Zatanna narrowed her eyes at Chloe. "Have you looked at your back?"
"I think that's physically impossible," Chloe pointed out.
Suddenly the cavern in front of them lit up, the girls sharing a look before peeking inside, eyes widening as they gazed at the magnificent cavern within. Each wall was made of a different gemstone in its raw form, sparkling with living magic. The left wall was made of Ametrine, the right made of Hematite. The back wall was Moldavite and the front wall, the entrance, was Fluorite. The ceiling of the cavern was Tanzanite and the floor Herkimer Diamond.
Neither girl dared enter the room yet but they could feel the power emanating from within.
Taking in a deep breath, Chloe stepped within and immediately the blonde was besieged by images and a rush of power as the room responded to her presence. She fell to her hands and knees on the diamond floor, coughing, gasping for breath, eyes wide as the images, the screams and the cackles, the blood, it all twirled around her.
A curse whizzed past her to hit a child, who fell dead by her mother's side.
The image – the death – fell, shattered. Chloe looked up to see Zatanna bent on her knees in front of her, hands on her shoulders, shaking her.
"Are you okay?" Zatanna asked, eyes wide. "You looked like you were having a nightmare while you were awake."
Chloe didn't answer, merely looking up at the ceiling before giving a little stuttered breath. "Get the others, bring them here. I have an idea."