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The New Circle 98B/? 
14th-Oct-2013 01:34 am
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Title: The New Circle
Fandoms: Smallville/Secret Circle
Characters: Chloe Sullivan, Whitney Fordman, Greg Arkin, Cassie Blake, Diana Meade, Mikhail Balcoin, Lucas Dunleavy, Faye Chamberlain, Byron Moore...
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.

"I hate you. If I die, I want you to know that without a semblance of a doubt."


"And if I come back as a ghost, I'll haunt you. I'll make your Dragon existence a total misery. You'll come to detest that Dragon longevity."

"Chloe, you're not going to haunt me."

"I'll haunt whoever the hell I want to haunt, buster!"

"Who is this bust – you know what? Never mind, that is not important right now." Zod sighed deeply, obviously trying to keep his patience with her. "You're not going to die."

"If that shield thing did that to you, the All Mighty Snooty Dragon, imagine what it's going to do to little ol' halfling me, whose powers aren't even working!" The blonde glared at him, not about to back down from this one, pointing at his bandaged hands.

"I believe that Rao must have done something to the shield, which is why it is not reacting to me." The Dragon raised an eyebrow at her. "You are his daughter. You have his magic in you. Even if it is not active at this moment, the shield should be able to recognize the familial link and grant you passage."

"It's the should that gets me every time." Turning back towards the door, Chloe took in a deep breath. "If this doesn't work and I die-"

"Don't start with that again." Zod groaned.

"I'm serious this time!" she snapped, turning her narrowed eyes on him. "If this doesn't work and I die, I need you to promise me something."

The Dragon frowned as he eyed her, nodding. "Ask it of me."

Licking her lips, Chloe took in a deep breath. "Take my body back home to my family, tell them how much I love them, and keep your promise. You have to still help them. Even if I'm dead, you still must help them fight Rao, or I'm not risking anything."

Zod eyed the girl in deep contemplation. "Those humans mean much to you."

Tears stung at her eyes but she kept them at bay she stared deep into his blues. "They mean everything to me."

The Dragon seemed conflicted before he nodded, holding his hand out. "If you die here, I will help them."

Chloe's eyes widened, the blonde staring at that hand in shock. "You're agreeing that easily?"

"He might have killed my whole race."

Chloe looked up at Zod at that, realizing that they both had everything invested in that, the girl moving to place her hand in his, when he suddenly pulled his hand away. She frowned, staring up at him in confusion.

"I want to add my own condition to this pact." Zod stared down at her in determination. "If that is a trap inside there, if there are no survivors of my kind, you will help me keep our kind from going extinct."

Chloe's eyes widened in shock. "Do you realize what you're asking me to agree to?"

"My terms have never changed, Chloe, neither has the fact that we both need the other." Zod stared down at her gravely. "The only difference is that now we need the other more than ever. Because if Rao now holds the power to destroy a world of Dragons, humanity stands no chance against him." He stepped closer. "But I will still fight him by your side if you will promise, should we live, you will help rebuild our kind." He must be able to see the fear and conflict in her eyes because he pressed closer. "Just as your family and humans mean everything to you, my race, my people, mean everything to me. Would you not do anything to ensure the survival of at least their legacy, should they perish?"

Chloe gulped, wavering. "If I did, the children still wouldn't come here to Apokalips. That wouldn't change."

He frowned. "How do I populate my world if no one lives here?"

Chloe pulled away, shaking her head. "No. No." She backed away from him. "My children will never live in a place like this. They'd be from Earth. That would be their home." She turned her back on Zod. "I'm sorry, you're going to have to do like Rao did and find some other witch and just convince her to have your kids. I'm sure that there's tons of them who'd like traveling to a different dimension and being Eve to your Adam." With that, she turned and stormed towards the doors, ignoring Zod's call for her as she slammed her palms into the doors.

Upon contact of her palms against the crackling shield, its magic seeped into her body, driving the blonde to her knees with a scream.

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Jake had recruited Clark to help him teach the growing Vigilante Initiative because there were too many highly capable candidates, and he had to admit that he liked the farm boy. There were a lot of layers to the kid. He'd also known that Clark had wanted to slowly reintegrate himself into the Circle somehow and while, like Jake, he'd never be Inner Circle, they could be Combat Circle, which was what Jake liked to think of himself. Chloe had called him from Chance Harbor for his specific knowledge and had put him in charge of creating, well, a militia. And now he'd recruited Clark to help him grow that militia, Jake teaching Clark what he knew and Clark teaching him what he'd learned from his mother, the boy knowing some seriously interesting things. He was glad that he'd gone to Clark and asked him to join the Vigilante Initiative as Second Instructor, especially considering that Clark was actually from Smallville and knew a lot of the people who were being trained.

Also, before they learned anything, they had to undergo the magical swearing/binding to Chloe, which meant that nothing they learned made them liabilities to the team and from day one, they were extremely loyal to the cause. They might have had their reservations before, but after the swearing, they were visibly different towards the witches in general and Chloe in particular, making Jake wonder if somehow bits of Chloe's Enthrall hadn't instinctively woven itself through the swearing. He knew without a doubt that, should they for any reason have to leave Smallville, these mortals would leave with them. Jake could see that Chloe had realized it as well and wasn't too comfortable with the swearing/binding, but they all knew that it was necessary.

The great thing was that these people might be mortals, but there were some seriously fit and talented people here, and more and more kept applying for positions. The only reason why Jake hadn't been able to accept them was the fact that to do so would mean taking on new instructors and other than Clark, he hadn't found anyone (who wasn't already busy doing something for Chloe) who could help him.

Jake knew that Lana and Pete wanted to be more proactive as well, but to be honest, Jake wasn't sure they could trust them. They knew they could trust Clark. Adam had read him, and that made Jake feel really bad sometimes due to the fact that they hadn't told Clark the real why he was being read, but they had and that was why everyone knew they could relax around him. He hadn't given Chloe up. In fact, he'd fought valiantly to protect her, even in when they'd used Melissa's appearance, he'd held firm, and that won him some serious brownie points in everyone's eyes. But they'd also gleaned from Clark's mind that someone else must have spoken, must have told, for how else would this Desaad character have found out about Chloe?

And that meant that they couldn't trust Pete or Lana.

Not really.

At least not until Adam went into their brains and was able to try and look through the wreckage that was their memories and figure out what had happened.

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"And a door would open to the sky... Abominations created of cold intelligence would walk the planet, and the rebellion of evil would tear the world apart," Chloe kept repeating over and over again as she spasmed, her eyes rolled back in her head so that only the whites were visible. "And a door would open to the sky... Abominations created of cold intelligence would walk the planet, and the rebellion of evil would tear the world apart."

"Chloe, wake up." Zod knelt over the girl's body, keeping it pinned to the ground so she didn't hurt herself by bashing herself against the ground. "Wake up!" He didn't even notice the doors opening, the Dragon staring down at her pale face, blue eyes widening in horror as tears of blood began to slip from her eyes down her cheeks.

"And a door would open to the sky... Abominations created of cold intelligence would walk the planet, and the rebellion of evil would tear the world apart."

"Wake up!"

"And a door would open to the sky... Abominations created of cold intelligence would walk the planet, and the rebellion of evil would tear the world apart."

"Will you listen to me for once in your annoying-!"

"How long has she been like this?"

Zod looked up, never having felt as much relief as he did when he saw Councilman Jor. "Since she touched the shield." He looked down at Chloe. "It's my fault. I was so arrogantly sure that because she was his child that it wouldn't hurt her." He tightened his grip on her shoulders. "I was a fool."

"And a door would open to the sky... Abominations created of cold intelligence would walk the planet, and the rebellion of evil would tear the world apart."

Jor placed a hand on his shoulder comfortingly. "That is not the shield, Zod. You were correct. She absorbed Rao's shield the moment she touched it and freed me from where he'd left me to die alone, the sole survivor of our species, trapped inside the Ruling Council's chambers."

Zod looked up at Jor, relief spearing through him that he hadn't done this to her before the relief was chased away by confusion, staring down at Chloe. "Then what is wrong with her, Councilman?"

"And a door would open to the sky... Abominations created of cold intelligence would walk the planet, and the rebellion of evil would tear the world apart."

"I know those words, they are written in ancient scrolls hidden deep within Apokalips that only the highest Councilmen know of. Those words speak of a prophecy." Jor closed his eyes, taking in a deep breath, the man so pale, obviously having had to spend days trapped in that chamber, having to deal with the loss of his people. "It's Rao's Prophecy."

Chloe screamed before going deathly still.

Zod reached out, pressing his fingers to her neck, finding a very faint pulse, his urgency growing. "The Stones of Power. Where are they?"

Jor's eyes narrowed. "Why would you-?"

"Someone put her in the Orb when she was here the first time." Zod's voice was a growl as he stood, lifting her in his arms, the girl limp, her head resting against his chest. "I'm guessing the fact that Councilman Seyg was so desperate to have her returned was due to the fact that the ritual wasn't completed. I don't know much more than hearsay about that ritual, but I do know that she won't live much longer if that ritual isn't completed."

Jor's eyes widened in horror. "Father must have realized that Rao was planning an attack and this girl was his backup plan." His gaze went to the girl. "She must not die."

Zod shifted the girl's weight in his arms, her cheek resting against his heart. "The Stones of Power."

Jor took in a deep breath. "Come with me, you are about to see something only the Ruling Council have ever laid their eyes on."

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"How are you, honey?" Mrs Arkin wanted to know.

Cassie gave her a little smile, looking up from what she was doing. "I'm fine."

"Are you sure? Greg explained who those two women were and what they'd done, why Chloe was so – unhappy with them." Mrs Arkin frowned. "I completely understand her. If I were a witch, I probably would have hexed them myself."

Cassie gave the woman a little tremulous smile. "Thanks, Mrs A. But I'm fine. At first I wasn't, I was really tempted to do something, you know? I really wanted to do something."

Cassie ducked her gaze. "But then I would have missed out on Chloe totally owning Kate Meade like that." Cassie cleared her throat, looking up once more. "It's weird, you know? For the longest time, she and I did not have the best relationship. I even thought I hated her at one point. Now though?" Cassie paused. "Now I think she's the family member I'm closest to, that I care about the most." She cleared her throat another time, not comfortable with talking about these kinds of things. "And I know for a fact that she's the only family member I have who loves me one hundred percent." She finally cracked a smile. "Even though she thinks I'm a brat."

Mrs Arkin smiled as she reached out and hugged the girl. "That's older sisters for you, child. You fight with them, but when you need them, they will always be there for you."

Cassie hugged back, a small smile on her lips as she nodded. "Yeah, I know."

They pulled away, the females sharing a little smile before looking at their group's project.

"Well, what do you think she'll think of it?" Mrs Arkin wanted to know.

"I think she'll like it." Cassie placed her hands on her hips.

"I like it," Mrs McNulty announced, entering the room with Mr Kent, bringing in the last bits of things they needed.

"We're doing a great job, ladies," Mr Kent assured them.

Mrs Arkin smiled at Mr Kent before turning to Cassie. "I am glad that your sister is back, but I must admit that I miss having you around the house, Cass. I'd gotten used to having you around."

Cassie smiled brightly. "I know Greg must be relieved to have me gone though. For a guy, he likes having his bathroom all to himself."

Mrs Arkin laughed. "I don't know, I think he was getting quite used to having you."

Cassie's smile wavered slightly. "You think?"

Mrs Arkin nodded, a twinkle in her eyes. "Of course. You should come and visit us more often. Don't make yourself a stranger. You should definitely have dinner with us one night, just the three of us like we used to. It'll be nice, don't you think?"

"I'd like that." Cassie nodded as her smile grew. "We can torture Greg together and make him rue the day we ever met."

"He already does." The older woman's laughter was like a bell as she hugged the petite blonde. "But no matter how much he complains about it, secretly, he loves it."

As Cassie hugged back, a part of her had to admit she kinda believed the woman's amused words.

Greg was just twisted like that.

It was a part of his charm.

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Zod followed Jor through a series of hidden tunnels and labyrinths under the Temple that he hadn't known existed, listening to the much older Dragon telling him of how Rao had used his key to open a rift into Apokalips and his army had come flooding in. And yet it hadn't been an army of flesh and bone, but an army of cold darkness, of shadows and shapelessness. They'd tried fighting back, had tried defending their families and land, and yet how could one bite something that had no form or shape? Something that could enter into your body through your nostrils and cause your own hearts to explode in your chest?

"Why did he let you live?" Zod wanted to know, shifting Chloe's weight as her head fell so it hung backwards, the Dragon moving it with his shoulder so that her head was resting over his heart once more.

"To punish me because I am the Gatekeeper, and no matter how many times he begged me, I would never open the open the gates for him." Jor shook his head. "I still will never understand how he fashioned himself a key."

"You believe someone might be helping him," Zod realized. "One of us? Why? What could they possibly get out of this?"

"I don't know. What could they possibly get out of this?" Jor wanted to know, clenching his fists, emotion thick on his face. "I lost my wife, Zod. I watched her, my young son Kon and my niece, Kara, die right in front of my eyes." He stopped, those clenched fists shaking with emotion. "Nothing, no power in any known dimension, is worth this."

Zod could understand Jor-El's pain. "I am sorry, Councilman."

Jor nodded, taking in a deep breath as he continued forwards, leading them through a seemingly endless labyrinth before finally they reached a stone wall guarded by a stone Dragon with blood red eyes staring down at them. The last Councilman moved so that he was standing beneath the Dragon statue, staring up into its eyes as his own changed to reptilian. Light shone down from the statue's eyes into Jor's, the Dragon statue suddenly descending into the ground and revealing a set of steps leading further into the ground.

The older Dragon turned to the younger as he began to descend the stairs. "Follow me."

Zod shifted Chloe in his arms and slowly, carefully, began their descent into the darkness.

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Whitney and Greg were busy with preparations, readying things with the Suicide Squad for when they had to leave to go look for the Genesis Caves. They'd spoken to Mrs Kent since she'd proven herself an excellent teacher when it'd come to Clark, and she'd agreed to take over the training of the Squad while they were on their "confidential assignment". They'd also asked her to make sure that Nell Potter didn't get her grubby hands on the training of the Suicide Squad, as they were sure she'd want to 'impart her vast wisdom' should she be given the opportunity and they did not want her to be given the opportunity. Mrs Kent had merely smiled and reassured them that she could handle Nell Potter.

That was good. One less thing that Whitney and Greg had to worry about as they got everything else ready for when Chloe and Zod returned.

"So, new husband." Greg sent Whitney a sideways look as they worked side by side. "At least you're the First Husband, right? If that's like the Muslim equivalent to the First Wife, you're the one who rules the nest."

Whitney paused what he was doing, sending Greg a look. "I'm not her husband, and neither is he. No matter what anyone says."

Greg nodded as he cleared his throat. "And you're not at all threatened by the fact that Jason's back either."

"Why would I be threatened by the Coach?" Whitney wanted to know. "I don't know why you seem to think that there's something romantic between Chloe and I. There isn't. We're just, us. Whether this Dragon is her husband, or there's some half Dragon out there who is, or Coach Teague and her still have unresolved issues that are going to work out and they'll get together – that has nothing to do with me."

"Right. You're right." Greg nodded once more. "Adam's crush on her has nothing to do with you either."

Whitney's eyes widened. "Wait. Adam too? Areyou serious?"

"I have a chart I use to keep tabs on these things, if you'd like to cast your eye over it one of these days, if you're ever interested," Greg offered with a shrug. "Van and a couple of others are mentioned on it, Lex too, whenever they got close enough that it seemed like it might be romantic. I'm even on it once or twice at the beginning until I realized that I loved her, but not like that."

Whitney stared at Greg in silence for a moment before shaking his head. "You scare me sometimes."

"I know." Greg nodded, lips twitching in amusement. "It's one of my many finer qualities."

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"What is this place?" Zod stared at the chamber far beneath the labyrinth under the Temple. There were dark crystals and carvings and all sorts of things that he couldn't really concentrate on right now, not with Chloe in his arms. But there was a large slab floating in the middle of the room fashioned out of what seemed like black pearl.

"There is no time to explain. Now, lay her on that," Jor instructed, motioning to the floating slab as he moved towards a wall with symbols written on every inch of it. "If someone did place her within the Orb as you say, then-"

As Zod laid the girl on the slab and stepped away, suddenly her eyes flew open, those orbs white as snow.

Chloe cried out as she arched off of the slab, darkness emerging from her solar plexus like smoke.

Jor and Zod circled her, eyes wide.

"You have bedded her." Jor sounded surprised.

Zod shook his head. "No."

"But she is-" Jor stopped when he saw a miniature black Orb emerging from the darkness within her. "The Orb."

"The Ritual…" Zod hissed, coming closer. "It was begun."

Jor closed his eyes in relief. "There is hope."

Zod turned to Jor. "The Stones," he reminded. "Can we tell if the Stones have been used?"

Jor nodded, going to stand over Chloe's head, placing his palm over her eyes as he whispered an incantation softly under his voice, his eyes turning reptilian.

The Orb began to move, to spin, a symbol appearing on it. It was of a winged serpent, not a Dragon, within a heptagon. It blazed white within the darkness of the Orb.

"What is that symbol?" Councilman Jor frowned. "I do not recognize it."

"I do." Zod's gaze went from the Orb to the girl. "It's hers."

Jor frowned. "I'm not sure that should be happening."

Suddenly the Orb zoomed back into Chloe's body, the shadows racing within her as well, Chloe's body beginning to spasm violently once more, foam appearing at her mouth.

"What's happening?" Zod asked, eyes wide, pinning Chloe's legs down.

Jor struggled to keep the top half of Chloe pressed down as well. "Her body is reacting to the incompletion of the ritual. Hold her down. This should be over soon. Once it is, we'll retrieve the Stones of Power from their hiding place and finish the ritual."

Zod held Chloe down as hard as he could, the spasm seeming to last much longer than he'd anticipated, but finally it stopped and the girl went limp. The Dragons let go of her with twin sighs, the youngest leaning over and wiping away the foam that had gathered at her mouth with worry. "You should have warned me that could have happened to her as a result of the ritual not being completed."

Jor raised an eyebrow, a wry smile tilting his lips. "Have you actually grown fond of your new wife?"

"She's not my wife." Zod wiped his hands on his pants, a muscle jumping in his cheek. "We have a Meld, not a marriage."

Jor paused, eyes wide. "I see." He cleared his throat. "You have grown fond of her."

Zod glared at the older Dragon. "I need her and she needs me. There's a difference."

"Of course." Jor nodded, turning his back on them as he moved towards the wall with the symbols once more.

Zod ignored the Dragon and reached down to brush golden strands out of Chloe's face, eyeing her pale face, unnerved with her silence, her pallid countenance. "I'm not used to her being so quiet. She's a mouthy one, never knows her place. Utterly infuriating." He let out a sigh. "It takes so much of my self-control not to let all of her barbs and purposely provoking comments and attitude get under my skin." He shook his head. "She has the potential of being such a powerful being and yet she can be such a child that most of the time, I just want to throw her over my lap and-" Zod looked up at that moment and noticed Jor eyeing him oddly. The younger dragon straightened and pulled away from the girl. "What is it?"

Jor was pale, his eyes wide. "They're gone."

Zod frowned, confused. "What's gone?"

"The Stones of Power." The Dragon moved, showing an empty opening in the wall. "From the amount of dust accumulated inside, they've been gone for a very, very long time."

"What?" Zod came towards him, staring inside the space to see that there was an outline in the thick layer of dust. "The Stones of Power weren't here but something else was left. What was it?"

"It was this." Jor held up a golden key on a chain. "It is a clue."

"About where the Stones are." Zod eyed key.

Jor twirled the key around, showing Zod the symbol of the House of Balcoin engraved on it. "Or who took them."

14th-Oct-2013 08:58 am (UTC)
It's interesting to see Chloe and Zod trying to renegotiate their deal about possible children.

Love the interaction between Cassie and Mrs. Arkin.

"So, new husband." Greg sent Whitney a sideways look as they worked side by side. "At least you're the First Husband, right? If that's like the Muslim equivalent to the First Wife, you're the one who rules the nest."
LOL!! Fucking Greg. I want to see this chart of his!!
And Whitney try as you might say your not jealous, it shows and I love it!!! And yes I'm still rooting for Chloe/Whitney.

"You have bedded her." Jor sounded surprised.

Zod shook his head. "No."

"But she is-"

But she is WHAT?????? BUT SHE IS WHAT??????/

WHAT??? WHo has the stones??? Who took them?? Well What Balcoin took them???
15th-Oct-2013 04:40 am (UTC)
Those negotiations fell through in flames though!

Yeah, Cassie definitely has another mother figure in Mrs Arkin.

Greg---Whitney's ultimate bane!

Now, that would be telling :)
14th-Oct-2013 10:33 am (UTC)
Wow looks like you (and Chloe) have had a busy week while I've been away.

I would love to see Greg's chart. It souds very helpful/hilarious. Loved Whitney trying not to sound jealous. Especially loved Greg sending him over the edge by mentioning Adam's crush. I haven't given up on a harem for Chloe.

I'm guessing the stones, that key and the genesis cave are all linked somehow.
15th-Oct-2013 04:42 am (UTC)
I had a little time free and a lot of inspiration and I wrote a lot! But I'm back to the grindstone so it'll probably be slowing back down again :(

Haha, that chart would be an interesting project to actually do, but time consuming considering you'd have to go through chapter by chapter with all the *maybes* Chloe has had! lol

Edited at 2013-10-15 04:42 am (UTC)
15th-Oct-2013 02:30 am (UTC)
Okmg I can't believe ur at al.ost a hundred chapters congrats! This story is sooooooo epic. I am loving everyone and the plot and I am loving all the zod/chloe, but I still miss my jason/chloe interaction tooo! Blah to fayes mom she's a succubus. Can't wait for more thnx for updatijng so much! Xoxo
15th-Oct-2013 04:44 am (UTC)
I know right! Someone had mentioned once how this story should have more than 100 chapters and I laughed and said "no way" or something like that... and this will definitely have more than 100 chapters. I totally jinxed myself when I said it wouldn't!!!!

Glad you're enjoying!
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