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The New Circle 106B/? 
29th-Oct-2013 10:24 pm

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 any original material used in the television series or artwork, they belong to their respective creators. I have merely tweaked them for my story.
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.
A/N : NEVER been to Romania, so my information is from research. Sorry if I get anything wrong!

It was hard to imagine what Băile Tușnad would have looked like in Vika Balcoin's time. The Spa business had done the town very well, and while it was still isolated in the mountains and amidst the forest and nature, it was modernized enough to kill the illusion. If it wasn't for the fact that Chloe was trying to connect with the past of this particular town, she would have loved it, but instead it annoyed her. Each passing car jolted her, each light pole seemed out of place.

It'd been hard enough to convince her utterly overprotective family and friends to let her do this and it made her feel like a monumental failure to not be able to have any sort of result. It was probably her frustration keeping her from achieving any sort of success and that only served to annoy her further and make her progress seem even less likely. She'd only just managed to lose the last one of them (she'd told them she wanted to do this alone and while they'd said they'd respect that, they were the worst spies ever) and took in a deep breath, trying to concentrate. Now that she didn't have an audience maybe she could connect better, or at least fail with a bit more dignity.

"Cum ajung la..."

Chloe's eyes flew open and she turned to see a tall dark man speaking to her. "Oh, I'm sorry, I don't speak… whatever you're speaking."

Relief flashed over his face. "A fellow American." He grinned. "That's good, I'm almost sure I massacred that sentence."

She grinned up at him. "What were you trying to ask?"

"If you knew how to get to the Sunrise Spa. I'm there with my nephew and he's there receiving his first treatments as we speak." He took in a deep breath. "He's not been very well and the doctors back home haven't had any luck with the more conventional treatments so I've brought him here as a last resort. We've heard that people who come here…" He shrugged and cleared his throat. "I went for a walk and got a little turned around."

"I'm sorry, this is my first day here and I don't have a clue where I am either." Chloe felt bad for being unable to help.

"That's alright." He nodded as he looked around at the street names. "You're not lost too though, right?"

"I don't think so, not yet at least." She looked around as well. "Do you remember anything that could help us find your way back?"

"You don't have to do that." He shook his head.

"It's okay. I'm not exactly getting anywhere anyway and need to clear my head." They had said it was better if she wasn't looking for the Caves, right? "So, first time in Romania?"

"No, actually, I've come here quite a couple of times, it's how I found out about this town and it's supposedly miraculous curative qualities." The man shook his head. "I'm an anthropologist majoring in folklore and I found the folklore of the Balkans quite fascinating. It's what I wrote my thesis on."

Chloe sent him a sideways glance, a little shocked to hear this. "How coincidental."

"Oh?" He eyed her. "Are you interested in the folklore of these countries as well?"

"You could say that." The blonde couldn't help but feel that maybe she was meant to have met this man. "Do you know any stories about this town maybe? Other than its curative qualities?"

"Well, maybe not about the town itself..." the man announced thoughtfully. "But there's a lake 30-something minutes away."

"Lacul Sfanta Ana." Chloe nodded, knowing she was massacring its native pronounciation.

"Yes, the lake no form of Anne should ever visit." He chuckled darkly.

Chloe frowned, taken back. "What do you mean?"

"There are legends that surround that lake, also supposed mysteries and miracles. The shape is unusual as well, as it has the form of a large tear-drop. It adds to the romanticism, I suppose." The man took in a deep breath as they continued to walk side by side. "Its water is nearly as pure as distilled water given the fact that rain is its only supplier, not a brook or stream. It's believed to be the hiding place for pagan gods or genies, but interestingly enough, is also the site of Christian pilgrimages as well. It's become a tradition for the youth to gather at the lake every year to find a partner under the guardianship of Saint Anna, who is the Patron Saint of young adult girls and expectant mothers, and infertile women also pray to her for pregnancy."

Chloe eyed him curiously. "I still don't see how this ties in with how 'no form of Anne' should go to the Lake. Seems like a love-fest to me."

"There are two legends on how the lake got its name." Her companion cleared his throat as he shucked his hands into his pants' pockets. "The first says that it was from a young girl named Ana who was forced by her parents to marry a man she did not love because they wanted the land the man owned. This man wasn't a nice man to say the least, and on the evening of the wedding, she ran away and jumped into the lake. Her body was never found, not even to this day."

Chloe sent him a sideways glance, feeling a slight chill go down her back. "She was being forced to marry someone against her will because it got her parents something they wanted."

"That was how it was in those days." He shrugged with a sigh. "Girls were bargaining tools for their parents."

She remained silent.

They turned a corner, side by side. "According to the other legend I was telling you about, there were two tyrant brothers who were always competing with each other. One of them had a fortress on the top Puciosul nearby, and the other brother's fortress was on the site of what is now the current lake. The one with the fortress of Puciosul had a magnificent chariot with six horses he'd won in a dice game from a stranger that filled his brother with a tremendous envy, and his brother promised that the next day, he'd visit with a chariot that would put it to shame. Not only did he find a better chariot, but to make sure that he one-upped his brother, he ordered twelve of the most beautiful girls be harnessed to the chariot instead of horses."

Chloe's eyes widened in horror and she begged to the gods that these brothers didn't turn out to be Balcoins.

"The chariot was, understandably, too heavy for the girls and they couldn't move it, but he was too angry to understand it. He wanted to show-up his brother and began beating them to death." The man made a face as he shook his head. "The most beautiful of the girls was a young virgin named Ana, and she cursed him and his castle for what he'd done. Immediately an awful storm started and the castle sank into the earth, the lake appearing in the crater. The maidens were turned into swans and the cruel master into a Dragon."

Chloe nearly tripped as she turned to face him. "A Dragon?"

The man nodded. "He was furious and tried to catch the swans to punish them for Ana's curse, but they swam as fast as they could to the shore, and when they touched the earth, the swans turned back into maidens and escaped. The cruel master approached the shore likewise but just as he was about to escape, legend has it that a powerful whirlwind pulled him back and sucked him down, deep into the Earth's surface, where he descended into the darkness never to be seen or heard from ever again." He shook his head. "There are whirlpools in that lake, and while it may be superstitious of me, while doing my research, I noticed that the few people I had noticed who had drowned were females with variants of the name Anne."

Chloe stared up at the man in shock.

His eyes widened in a smile as he looked ahead. "Ah! We've found it!"

Chloe turned her numb gaze to stare at Sunrise Spa, that numbness growing as she saw the sign. "A Dragon?"

"Hmmm?" He eyed her curiously. "No, that's not a dragon. That's a balaur."

She frowned, confused. "What?"

"I'm assuming you mean the reptile on the signpost?" he asked curiously. "It isn't a Dragon, though I can see why you'd assume that considering that a balaur is similar to the European dragon, such as representing evil that has to be defeated by a knight figure in order to save a damsel in distress, but it has many distinct differences."

"Distinct differences?" Chloe pressed as she stepped closer. "Like what?"

He blinked. "Well, it has fins, for one." He thought for a second. "It's also polysepalous…" He chuckled when he noticed her blank look. "Means it usually has three, sometimes seven, or even twelve serpent heads." He paused before nodding with a grin. "Also, fun trivia fact, it's believed in Wallachia, that the saliva of a balaur can form precious stones."

Chloe's eyes widened. "I've got to go."

He blinked once more. "Are you going to be okay?"

The blonde stuttered out a little laugh. "I think so." She nodded. "Thank you." She began to back away. "I think I know where I'm going now."

Turning around, she started heading back towards the direction of the RVs.

Chloe Anne Sullivan and her crew were going to Lacul Sfanta Ana.

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Lionel either didn't know what the Stones of Power were or was one hell of an actor, either way, Lex was not only nowhere closer to figuring out what the hell was going on, but he now had his father hounding him on what exactly were these Stones of Power and why did Chloe want them. The good thing was that Lex had no idea himself, so it wasn't like he could actually tell the man anything, and while not knowing annoyed Lex, it infuriated Lionel, and that was amusing to watch to say the least. But what didn't amuse the younger Luthor was the fact that it was obvious that his grip on his Circle was slowly slipping, if not gone completely. Davis spent most of his time with his mother at the Kents, worried that if he left her side, Lionel would take revenge on her, and Davis was probably right in that aspect. Oliver and Tess were having some sort of problem, and while Lex normally couldn't care less about his sister's romantic issues, she was key in keeping at least Oliver faithful, and if their relationship was staggering, that meant that they could be losing Oliver as well, and that was an issue, especially considering that Jason had up and disappeared without asking for permission or even explaining what the hell was going on.

Taking in a deep breath, Lex tried to reign in his annoyance with the whole situation but he couldn't. Patty's deceit had made him feel enough of a failure as leader, and with each and every inch the members in his disintegrating Circle pulled away, Lex didn't know exactly what he was going to do to prove to everyone, himself included, that he was still the boss here. They were a part of his Circle, they'd bound themselves to his Circle, and Lex wasn't exactly sure what sort of magic John Balcoin had pulled to unbind that Circle to fake Patty's death, but the hell if Lex allowed it to destroy his Circle and his command of it!

It didn't help to see that while his Circle crumbled, what remained of Julian's grew closer and worked like a well-oiled machine. It made Lex feel inadequate and question himself. What did his younger brother have in leadership skills that he didn't? In what area was he so horribly lacking?

Lex took in a deep as he calmed himself, it would do himself no good to become so vexed.

"Are you not listening?" Virgil Swann wanted to know, eyebrow raised. "This is important, Lex."

Lex turned towards the man with a nod. "I know."

"If you remember, it was you who searched for me and proposed this alliance," his father's old Circle member announced with a frown. "If you are not going to truly place your whole attention on what I have to tell you-"

"No need to whine, Virgil." Lex raised an eyebrow. "I understand that this is important. Get to it."

The older man took in a deep breath, clearly annoyed with him. "If this wasn't important and we didn't need you, I wouldn't be working with you."

"You've made it clear that you don't like working with me, and I find that intriguing considering that I've never done anything to you personally." Lex took the dislike personally. "Since we've decided to be allies, why don't you tell exactly why you allowed your only child to date me for all those years considering you obviously think I'm the devil?"

Virgil Swan took in a deep breath. "That is not important."

"Oh, I think it is," another voice announced from the doorway; Tess, a shadow in the darkness. "I want to know the same. If we're on the same side, this time there shouldn't be any reason for you to keep any secrets from us, should there?" She sauntered into the room and slammed her hands palms-down onto the table, her eyes narrowed on Virgil. "You want us to work alongside you? Against our own father? Then tell us that. Tell us a very good reason why we're on a hit list, a real reason and not the bullshit you've been spouting since we've come here."

Lex's gaze went to Virgil. He'd been about to say the same thing, though in a less crude way. "You heard my sister, Virgil. Talk, and keep in mind that I'm getting very tired of you."

Virgil took in a deep breath, obviously annoyed with the both of them, and yet weighed his options before he finally spoke. "Fine, I will tell you. The reason you had to die, and the Luthor bloodline be diminished to near extinction, was because when Rao cured John Balcoin of his infertility and Chloe Balcoin was conceived, a half Dragon was made to breed with her when she came of age and their magics activated." The man stared at Lex and Tess with narrowed eyed. "We could not let that happen. We had to kill the Dragon, and weaken its House, whom it would draw power from."

Lex's eyes widened in shock. "You think I'm the half Dragon?"

Tess' lips parted. "I did not see that one coming."

There was a knock on the door and Davis stuck his head in the room. "You guys need to see this."

The three shared looks, proving that this conversation was far from over, before they moved to follow after Davis.

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This was the place, she was sure of it! And yet she'd swam around in the water of Saint Anne's Lake for half an hour and other than getting cold, hungry and tired, Chloe could feel nothing. She ended up trudging out of the water, drenched and confused, let down, knowing that this was where she was supposed to be but not sure what she was doing wrong. There was no way that all of those stories had been coincidences. No, they'd been messages left by Vika Balcoin for her descendants, the blonde was sure of that fact, but while it was obvious that the entrance to the Genesis Caves was through the water somehow, what wasn't obvious was what activated the entrance. She'd been forced to go bathe in warm water to keep from catching a cold, and had gathered around as Diana and Moira cooked for the group as a whole in the RVs' kitchens, the group eating outside under the starlight in fold out chairs as they tried to figure what they were going to do the next morning.

"It could be just a coincidence." Mikhail scratched his eyebrow as he looked up from his bowl. "There must be hundreds of legends in this area."

"No." Chloe shook his head. "It's a message, I know it is. Call it a gut feeling." Her gaze went to the lake, the waters black in the nighttime. "That is the entrance to the Genesis Caves. I just don't have the right key to unlock it yet."

"You'll figure it out, don't worry." Diana reached out and gave her knee a little squeeze. "We'll all figure it out."

Chloe smiled at her. "Thanks."

Diana nodded as she stood and stretched, placing her plate on her chair. "I should probably call Greg and fill him in on what's been going on today."

"I already did while you and Moira were cooking." Cassie got up and reached for Diana's plates. "He says that everyone's asking questions but seems to have bought the story that we're down with the flu for now."

"Oh." Diana cleared her throat as she pulled a dark strand out of her face and behind her ear. "Did he say anything else?"

Cassie thought for a moment before she shook her head. "Not anything that had to do with Circle stuff."

"Oh." Diana licked her lips. "Good, I don't have to call then, one less thing that I have to do." She looked around. "I, uh, I'm going to take a break and walk around the side of the lake to work off dinner."

Cassie was already heading inside the RV with the plates.

Chloe eyed her dark haired sister. "You sure that's a good idea?"

Diana nodded with a smile. "If I see anything fishy, I'll scream loudly."

"Just… be careful?" Chloe warned.

Diana grinned. "Promise." She then turned and began to hum as she moved towards the water.

Chloe watched her sister go, uneasy, and would have stood to join her on that walk if it wasn't for the shadows that distracted her. She narrowed her eyes as the ever growing darkness around them seemed to dance, shapes in the shadows moving as if alive. The movements were rapid and urgent, a multiple flurry of activity unlike the singular movement before. A part of her wondered if the increase in activity was due to the fact that she was so close to the mouth of the Genesis Caves.

A shadow in the shape of a hummingbird flittered around her, its wings moving so fast, she could hardly distinguish the movement.

In the distance, an old hourglass turned, the shadow-grains filtering inside slowly, time running out, and even then the glass was cracking.

A tower rose from the ground, black and charred, smoke rising from it, towering over what seemed like a courtyard.

To her side, what almost looked like a baptismal font stood proudly, and yet something dripped loudly into it from above, and while it was mere conjured shadows, Chloe somehow knew that what dripped down the sides was not overflowing water.

The blonde licked her lips as she stared around her and tried to make sense of the images that surrounded her, more and more appearing around her as she sat silently on her fold-up seat.

It didn't appear that anyone else could see what she could see, they were talking amongst themselves, their voices distorted demonically, almost incomprehensibly, until it was as if they were very far away.

A shadow tree grew from the ground next to her. It had multiple stems, heart-shaped leaves, and clusters of pea-shaped flowers covering the entire tree from the shoot tips right down to the trunk.

The Balcoin symbol emerged in the shadows.

The Omega did as well.

So did her own.

Chloe took in a stuttered breath as she reached her hand out towards it, and the second her fingertips brushed against the shadows, the symbol dissolved, as did all the other shapes around her.

Suddenly a scream pierced the peaceful night and jolted Chloe out of her trance.

The blonde shook her head as she brought her hand to it and turned towards the water, eyes wide in horror.

There, standing on the shoreline, clutching Diana in its massive hands, was a humongous humanoid monster with a canine head. "No."

"Let go of me!" Diana struggled against the creature to no avail.

The creature turned to look straight at Chloe before throwing Diana over his shoulder and racing into the waters of Saint Anne's Lake, diving under the surface and disappearing with the girl.

Chloe took off running without even thinking, the girl running onto the dock and taking a deep breath before jumping off where the creature had disappeared, diving down into the black waters. She couldn't see where she was going, couldn't see any sign of the creature, but she continued swimming downwards. Her lungs began to burn her, begging her to return, her mind telling her that even if she did find that thing that she'd be no match for it with no magic, but Chloe pushed on, swimming down further and further into the all-encompassing darkness until the burn in her lungs was a pounding in her chest and she was disoriented from lack of oxygen.

Diana's smiling face flashed her in mind, pushing her onwards, the girl pushing on even as the last of her breath escaped her body in a rush of bubbles that raced desperately to the surface.

Chloe gasped for breath desperately, swallowing lake water instead, the girl realizing she was drowning. A part of her wanted to die, wanted this whole damned thing to end already, but a much bigger part of her was a fighter, and had a little sister in danger, and fought to keep conscious even as the shadows around her grew dimmer and dimmer, closer and closer as her body drifted downwards towards the seemingly endless lake-bottom.

Her heartbeat began to grow slower and slower, the drumming in her ears louder and louder.

Suddenly, someone grabbed the back of her shirt and Chloe's necklace exploded with light, and everything around her shifted, the water disappearing as air filled her lungs. Chloe coughed as she lay on her stomach on the wet cave floor, weight resting heavily on her back as a male voice panted in her ear for breath as well.

"You… stupid… girl…" Zod coughed as he breathed in greedy gulps of air.

Chloe shivered under him, both from cold and the realization of just how close she'd been to a horrible death.

"You stupid, idiotic, reckless girl!" His fingers shifted into claws as they curled into the stone floor beneath them. "What if I wasn't a Dragon? What if I wasn't able to shift and get to you as quickly as I did? What if I wasn't able to feed you enough of my energy to trigger the opening of the entrance to the Genesis Caves?" His arms were on each side of her, his body on top of her, his voice trembling with his anger. "You are not worth the hassle you put me through."

The words were hard, they were cruel, but they weren't what she was concentrating on. She could feel his rapidly beating heart against her back, and could also feel through their link that while he was sincerely pissed off with her, there'd been a moment of genuine panic that laced those words and gave them their edge. Had some of that aftermath of terror, that unbearable shakiness she'd been trying to get a hold on, been his?

Chloe was shocked out of her wits, eyes wide and unable to understand or believe it. Why would Zod really care that much if she lived or died? Sure, he wanted to breed with her, there was always that, but Rao had proven that Dragons could mate with humans so if something happened to her, that meant Zod could always pick up with someone else to continue on his line. The blonde licked her lips, conflicted and confused. She'd always just assumed he'd seen her as nothing more than as his ally and sole breeding partner, but if he'd been this worried about her… The pedigree of his future hatchlings couldn't meanthat much to him? Could it?

"Chloe?" Zod's voice was odd as he finally pulled away. "Are you hurt?"

She shook her head of her thoughts and sat up, unable to meet his gaze. "No, I don't think so." She cleared her throat. "Thank you, for saving my life." She paused and took in a deep breath before her gaze finally rose to his. "Again."

Zod eyed her in silence before he cleared his throat and looked away with a nod. "Well, I couldn't leave your life in the hands of a halfling, now could I?"

Chloe's lips twitched despite herself. "You keep forgetting that I'm a halfling."

His gaze returned to her in silence.

The blonde cleared her throat, incredibly aware under his gaze as she stood, her wet clothes and hair sticking to her body. "Well, uh, do we know if any of the others made it?"

Zod stood as he took a whiff of the air. "I think so. They were in the water and close by when I reached you." He paused. "There's something odd in the air that I cannot make out, but I can vaguely make out their scents."

"Do you scent Diana?" She moved towards him and placed a hand on his forearm.

His gaze lowered to the touch before it raised and he took in a deep breath. "No, but I scent that thing that took her." He motioned with his head towards a vein in the cave system that led off into the darkness. "It leads in that direction."

Chloe licked her lips before she nodded. "Okay, let's do this then."

Zod reached out his hand in front of her, blocking her way. "You realize that this is a trap, that that thing took your sister to lead you here."

"Of course," she replied as she grabbed that hand and used it to drag the Dragon behind her as she stepped into the cave vein he'd indicated. "I'm figuring that thing's my first test."

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Patricia barely remembered the trip to the Arkin boy's home, her contact's words on the phone all she could remember, repeating over and over again hauntingly like her worse nightmare. She refused to believe that they were the truth, refused to. There was no way that she was going to believe it. No way.

Banging on the door, Patricia fought impatience when the mother answered. "I need to speak to your son, now."

The woman cleared her throat. "I don't-"

"It's okay, mom," Greg's voice announced from behind her as the boy appeared. He waited until the woman left before he turned towards Patty with a raised eyebrow. "I could be a smartass right now, but the only reason you'd be making a house visit to me would be because it's life or death and you have no other option, so spit it out."

Patricia folded her arms over her chest. "Is Chloe Balcoin in Smallville or not?"

Greg snorted. "Really? You scared Smallville's not safe if she's not or something?" He sneered in disgust. "Of course she's here! She's just got the flu, her body's worn down and she's exhausted, just like a couple of the others." The guy rolled his eyes as he folded his arms over his chest. "By the gods, where the frig else would she be right now?"

"How about in Romania?" Patricia tried, and her stomach went sour when she saw the look that flashed through Greg's eyes. "Oh dear gods… she is… isn't she?"

Greg raised an eyebrow. "I don't know what you're talking about. She's got the flu and…"

"She's found out about the Genesis Caves." Patricia took in a deep breath, the girl on the verge of a panic attack. "This isn't good."

Greg's eyes narrowed. "What are you talking about?"

"Greg, listen to me. If I had known you guys would go looking for the Genesis Caves, I would have-!" Patricia gave a cry as she palmed her face and bent over, hands on her knees as she breathed in and out, in and out as she fought the urge to throw up. It was only once she was in control enough, and calm enough, that she continued. "Look, you need to call her, okay? Get in contact with her, I know you can. Do whatever you have to do and call that girl immediately. Tell her to stop looking for the Genesis Caves, I'll explain everything to her on the phone, but you need to call her now."

"What's going on?" Greg stepped outside of the house.

"Greg! You need to stop asking questions and call her now!" Patricia turned on him, heart racing in terror in her chest. "If Chloe steps one foot inside of the Genesis Caves, she's going to die!"

30th-Oct-2013 06:21 am (UTC)
What interesting lore about the lake. And were those brothers Balcoins?

Lol so Virgil wanted to destroy Lex's circle cause he thought he was the half dragon. And in doing so he weakened his circle which made it easier for Jason to break away from the circle.

Ohhh goodness gracious how did I know it was a bad idea that Diana went walking by herself? Love Zod's rescue.
JFC I'm so tired of people keeping things from Chloe's and the group until it's beneficial to them. And how does Patty even know she's in romania??

So is it bad or good that they found the caves???

More!!! You can't leave it there.
2nd-Nov-2013 04:18 am (UTC)
I found it interesting myself when I was researching about Romania and its legends.

Exactly. Talk about shooting yourself in the foot.

You shall seeeeeeeeeee......
30th-Oct-2013 10:14 am (UTC)
yay update...

but grrrrr..... i just would love to smack lional, virgil, moria and co. a new one... why do they think they have any say in whats going one, even pat, withholding all this secrets.....
in the end they are making everthing so hard for chloe, who is the only one who could save them...*rants like mad*

and melissa was way to nosy... hmm is she the spy?

and last ... chloe ANNE sullivan, hello???
ok, she will die anyway without the stones, but still... i would not swim in a like famous for drawning annes...

2nd-Nov-2013 04:19 am (UTC)
A couple of them definitely do need a good smacking up for their ways and how they handle situations. Chloe had enough to handle as it is.

True. Lots of Anne's!
30th-Oct-2013 11:45 am (UTC)
I know Chloe was distracted by the clue but did she completely miss the bit he said about Annes? DiANA!!

I'm sure Patricia is overreacting. Probably.
2nd-Nov-2013 04:20 am (UTC)
Good work picking up on that one since it was very subtle!

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