Title: The New Circle
Fandoms: Smallville/Secret Circle
Characters: Chloe Sullivan, Whitney Fordman, Major Dru-Zod, Greg Arkin, Cassie Blake, Diana Meade, Mikhail Balcoin, Lucas Dunleavy, Faye Chamberlain/Byron Moore, Adam Knight, Zatanna Zatara, Bart Allen, Clark Kent, Pete Ross, Jor-El, Vika Balcoin, Van McNulty...
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.
This was not going to be a fair fight at all. Balcoin magic was the only one Chloe was allowed to use, but when it came to Balcoin magic she had her own plus John Balcoin's and Francis Balcoin's. That hardly seemed fair. And yet another part of her didn't really care. It wanted this fight over and down with so that she could concentrate on Pete's trial.
Scales wanted to have a go at Harriet, but again that didn't seem fair, and there was something about being challenged to a duel that made her want to be as even as possible. It was why Chloe, protected by her shield, watched Harriet thoughtfully as the girl attacked the shield at every angle, trying to break through with her claws.
Was there a way of only accessing her original Balcoin magic? She didn't think so. Scales had said that the Balcoin magic was amalgamating into one, so if she accessed it, it would be allof it.
Harriet screamed and sparks flew as she continued to attack the shield to no avail.
Chloe wondered whether she should just use her normal Balcoin magic and not the dark magic then. That would probably bring her closer to Harriet's level.
"STOP HIDING!" Harriet's face was red, her voice breathy. "FIGHT ME!"
Bringing down the shield as Harriet brought her fist down on it viciously, Chloe stepped out of the way and watched as Harriet, not having expected the shield to disintegrate, cried out, eyes wide, as she fell face forwards into the ground.
Yeah, she'd do that. Just the normal Balcoin magic.
A scream tore from Harriet's mouth as she pushed herself up from the ground and turned towards Chloe. Blades appeared in the air and zoomed at the blonde, and yet they hit invisible walls all around her and disintegrated into nothingness.
Chloe glanced towards where Ian and Rudy stood, watching, Ian looking less amused than he had when this had begun, and Rudy looking very concerned.
"DON'T YOU DARE STOP PAYING ATTENTION TO ME!" Harriet snarled as she stomped her foot into the ground, and with it blades appeared all around Chloe in a circle, racing towards hers. Once again, mini shields appeared all around Chloe, taking the brunt of the hit and destroying the blades on touch.
Harriet's blades emerged longer and fiercer from her knuckles as she charged Chloe with a dodged the swipes from those tips and, with a twist of her fingers, shifted a rock on the ground.
Harriet, eyes on Chloe, didn't notice and tripped on the rock, stumbling forwards, arms flung out to get balance once more.
Chloe wondered when the girl would realize she was playing with her, humoring her desire to fight.
Harriet sent a look in Ian and Rudy's direction before turning to Chloe and glaring viciously at her. "Are you too scared to fight me? All you're doing is running away!"
"You want a fight?" Chloe raised an eyebrow. "You want me to fight?"
"Of COURSE!" Harriet screamed at her.
"Okay." With a flick of her wrist, Chloe sent the dark haired girl flying hard into an electric post and kept her pinned against it.
Harriet's eyes widened and she fought desperately to free herself, yet found herself unable to.
Ian and Rudy stepped forwards, eyes widened in absolute shock.
Chloe moved towards Harriet, a softly whispered spell pinning the girl's bladed hands up above her head against the concrete of the post. "What happened? Don't you want to fight?"
"You bitch!" Harriet struggled. "I'm going to get free and I'm going to eviscerate you!"
"Big words for someone pinned to a light post," Chloe taunted as she continued to advance towards the dark haired girl. "Maybe you're just not used to fighting someone else with Balcoin blood who isn't scared of you. You're used to bullying others, Harriet. You've let our family's dark magic consume you, the Balcoin madness is strong in you."
"Keep talking, bitch," Harriet snarled. "You're giving me more reason to make your death a slow one."
"You don't get it, you're not going to kill me. You're too weak." She could see the way that infuriated Harriet, the girl screaming, red faced, as she fought with even more vigor. "You're weak, Harriet. You're pathetically weak."
Harriet's claws kept slipping back into her knuckles and out again as she struggled.
"You think you can take my position from me? You think you're strong enough to be First?" Chloe came within a breath of the other girl. "Every single Balcoin in my Circles is stronger than you, by a lot." She reached out and rested her hand over Harriet's heart. "The only thing you've got going for you is that you're a cold-hearted bitch."
The veins in Harriets' face were almost popping out, and when Chloe suddenly let go of her hold on Harriet and moved to the side, the girl sprung forwards and turned towards her. "You talk a lot. Let me change that."
With flicks of her finger Chloe deflected each and every blow of those blades.
"Harriet!" A voice yelled from the crowd, distracting the two fighting, as Jordan pushed his way through the crowd, expression desperate. "Harriet please! Remove the curse! I've seen—please! She dies! She's going to die! I've seen—please—!" There was a flicker of light in front of Jordan a split second before his eyes widened and he grabbed at his throat.
Chloe narrowed her eyes in worry as she took a step towards him. "Jordan?"
Her youngest sibling turned towards her, eyes wide in fear as blood began to seep out between the fingers at his throat.
"JORDAN!" Sarah's voice could be heard screaming seconds before five blades dug themselves into his chest, three deep in his heart.
Jordan stumbled back once, twice, and then collapsed on the ground, his hand falling from his throat to reveal that it'd been sliced, deep.
Chloe stared at the boy, into his lifeless eyes, in horrified shock. "Jordan?"
"NO!" Sarah pushed through the crowd and collapsed next to him, sobs shaking her whole body as she gathered Jordan's thin body in her arms. "NO!" She looked up at Harriet in shocked fury. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!"
A group gathered around her, but there was nothing they could do, the boy was dead.
Chloe took a step towards him, horror crawling inside of her like a living being. How—it'd been so quick—she hadn't expected—hadn't been fast enough—should have!
A soft chuckle echoed in her ear. "Underestimate me now, bitch."
Chloe didn't dodge the claws swiping towards her, she didn't even turn to look at Harriet. Those claws never reached her.
Behind her, a scream filled the air as Harriet's knees hit the ground loudly.
Chloe kept her back to Harriet as tears welled in her eyes. "Jordan."
Sarah rocked back and forth, the boy's limp body in her arms.
"Harriet!" Ian yelled, his body multiplying, surrounding Chloe in a circle before they all sent a severing spell towards her.
The spells dissipated in the air, and in seconds every single Ian collapsed to their knees, screaming as they clawed at their own skin, slowly burning up inside.
The other brother sent a bolt of green towards her. She wasn't sure what the spell was, but her magic sensed a threat and the green hit an invisible wall and bounced back at him. Rudy collapsed to the ground, convulsing, eyes bleeding.
Sarah had stopped screaming, stopped rocking. She stared down into Jordan's face numbly.
Chloe turned her back on the sight as something inside of her shut off completely, unable to bare it any longer. The skirt of her dress swished with her movement as she turned to face Harriet, Rudy, and the Ians. They were all screaming, their skin blackening rapidly as her spell consumed them from the inside out. They were dying. They were all dying.
Her gaze shifted towards the first Ian, the original, and she moved towards him. Chloe ignored his pleas, his screams, and knelt in front of him, grabbing his chin and squeezing it, hard, forcing it open. She stared into his terrified eyes and then opened her mouth. Like with Conant and Francis Balcoin's magic, like Moira and Faye, Chloe's actions were pure instinct. Something within her, something dark and wrong and yet power and a part of her pulled, the reverse of her Enthrall activating, and unlike with the others this time there was no hesitation as magic and life-force began to gush out of Ian's mouth, through the air, and into Chloe's mouth.
The Ians disintegrated around her as she pulled and pulled and pulled. Chloe could hear Harriet screaming in the background, but she didn't listen, not in control anymore. No. She couldn't feel grief, not again, so instead she felt anger, fury, and the need to make Harriet feel exactly what Sarah was feeling.
Ian's skin blackened and his eyes went glassy until the last of it siphoned out of his mouth and into Chloe. Only then, when there was nothing left, did Chloe let go of his chin, and he collapsed dead on the grass.
"IAN!" Harriet screamed.
Chloe stood and turned towards Rudy. She contemplated it, but bypassed him, instead let the spell he'd sent her continue to torture him. Chloe moved passed his spasming body to stand in front of Harriet. She knelt in front of Harriet and reached out to grab her chin. "I'm going to kill you now."
"That's my line." Harriet's eyes went black, her fury and grief over Ian's death giving her Balcoin dark magic an edge as she broke free, pushing Chloe down and raising her claws to bring down on her. She wouldn't be able to hurt Chloe, in fact, once her blades touched the shield this time, Chloe intended to destroy those claws, and with them, Harriet's hand.
But Harriet never managed to ram her claws down at Chloe because someone charged her, knocking her off of Chloe onto the ground. The blonde pushed herself onto her elbows to find Sarah straddling her twin, screaming as she stabbed one of the blades that'd killed Jordan into Harriet's abdomen over and over again. Blood splattered up onto Sarah's face, and while Harriet stabbed her claws at Sarah, they met a shield instead.
Without even raising one finger, Chloe protected Sarah from Harriet's attack as the girl, crazed with grief, sobbed loudly and heartbrokenly as she brought the blade down over and over and over again.
Finally, as Harriet's hands collapsed to her sides, the life draining out of her eyes, Chloe acted. With a swish of her wrist she yanked Sarah off and deposited her on the ground next to Harriet. Sarah didn't fight it. She dropped the blade and grabbed chunk-fulls of grass as she doubled over, the sounds escaping her almost inhuman in their sorrow.
Chloe moved to kneel next to Harriet, staring down into her face, numb. This girl wasn't her sister. "Thank you, " she whispered, and when Harriet's face twisted in confusion she explained. "I'm not a monster." Her hand reached out and gripped Harriet's chin with punishing force. "You are."
Harriet coughed up blood, her voice barely audible. "Please."
"Jordan's last word exactly." And with that she tightened her grip on Harriet's chin, forcing the girl's mouth open and pulling. Like with Ian, immediately Chloe could feel the tug, magic and life-force twisting and emerging rapidly, eagerly, out of Harriet's body and entering Chloe's. She could taste Harriet's character in her magic, and it was dark and violent, it left a terrible aftertaste in her mouth, but Chloe pulled it in. The only regret Harriet felt within her, was that she hadn't won, that she was dying. And that made this so much easier for Chloe.
The process was slower than with Ian. Chloe wasn't sure if it was because Harriet was a Balcoin, or if it was because she acted wanted Harriet to suffer. Either way, it seemed like eternity passed before Harriet went lax.
Chloe let go of her hold on the girl and turned to find Sarah sitting on her knees, staring down at her blood-covered hands in numb shock. Her face was red, not only from splattered blood, but from having cried. She was a wreck, she was barely keeping herself from falling apart once more. She looked exactly how Chloe felt, and yet couldn't show. Not in front of everyone else. "Are you hurt?"
Sarah jumped slightly at the sound of her voice, her green eyes turning to Chloe. "She killed Jordan." Agony raced over her features. "He was the only one of us who was innocent, who was truly good. And she killed him. And she laughed." Sarah's voice cracked. "How could she? I couldn't stop her - I always stop her - but when he needed me the most—!"
Chloe moved to kneel in front of Sarah. On the inside the blonde was screaming and crying and breaking apart, so when her voice came out with only the slightest trace of a tremor, she was incredibly proud of herself. "None of this is your fault. If there's anyone to blame, it's me."
Sarah looked up at that, eyes wide. "You didn't do this. She did." She brought her hands to her face and sobbed. "I can't believe she did!"
Chloe reached out and rested her hand on Sarah's shoulder. Her own magic was in an uproar, but if she didn't look in Jordan's direction she might be able to do this, to make it through without breaking apart. She could feel her magic working, she wasn't sure exactly what it was doing, but with each second of physical contact Sarah visibly calmed more and more. "Alicia needs us right now."
Sarah yanked her hands down, eyes wide. "She's dying! Jor—we came because she didn't have long!"
Chloe finally turned her gaze towards the crowd to find that humans were also there as well. She doubted that after this they'd believe she was bluffing. She mightn't have actually killed Harriet herself, but death had visited those who'd come against her. She ignored them, searching, desperately, for that one face, the one she needed.
She found Whitney easing Jordan's limp body into his arms. He could've used his magic to levitate the boy's body, but he hadn't, instead carrying the weight himself. His blue eyes found Chloe's as he stood, and in them was exactly what she needed.
I'm here, Whitney's eyes conveyed. Do you have this?
She nodded. She had this.
Whitney gazed down at Jordan before his blues found Chloe's as well, clearly communicating: Go, I will stay with him.
Chloe turned to Sarah and then gasped as magic dove into her so unexpectedly it nearly sent her falling backwards.
Confusion filtered through her, and she followed the trail of magic that was filling her to its source: Rudy. His body was disintegrated into a pile of ooze, and his magic visibly made its way to her through the air, forcing its way within her pores.
Her scales hurt.
Chloe didn't understand what was happening. She hadn't wanted to take Rudy's magic. Why had it—?
Her scales really hurt!
Chloe brought one hand to her face and raised the other, the dome appearing around her and Sarah. "We have to go now."
"Jordan!" Sarah turned to look back at him.
"Whitney has him, there's nothing else we can do for him." Chloe's voice broke for a second before it regained its composure. "But there's still time for Alicia."
Sarah tore her gaze from Jordan and Whitney, her greens filled with tears as she nodded to Chloe.
The world flickered before they found themselves in the Healing Caverns.
Vika and Jor-El looked up in surprise from where they'd been pinning Alicia to the table. She was spasming, her body incredibly pale, but what scared Chloe the most was that she could see Alicia's dark magic, and it was almost completely gone. A Balcoin witch couldn't survive without their dark magic.
"Alicia?" Sarah stumbled to her feet and hurried to her sister's side.
"If you have something that can save this girl, I recommend you use it now!" Jorl-El called out.
"Are you okay?" Vika asked Chloe in worry. "Something's wrong."
Chloe moved towards them and grabbed Alicia's chin. "Not you too." Parting her lips, Chloe concentrated and located Harriet and Ian's life forces inside of her. She pushed them out, the two intwining as they slipped out passed her lips into Alicia's mouth.
Jor-El's eyes widened.
Vika had seen this once before, and merely reached out to place a hand on the small of Chloe's back, rubbing it.
"Please work, please work, please work," Sarah whispered desperately from Alicia's other side.
The change was almost immediate as Alicia's spasms slowed and stopped, color slowly to her cheeks. Chloe forced the last bit of stolen life force out of her, her scales throbbing with pain. She could taste blood in her mouth but she ignored it and searched deep inside of her for Rudy and Harriet's dark magic. Most of it was already assimilated inside of her, and that shocked her. How long had it taken her to assimilate John and Francis' magics? And yet Harriet's and Rudy's were almost completely joined to hers.
Shaking her lips, fighting the process, Chloe forced the smaller, combined portion that still hadn't been assimilated, out of her mouth and into Alicia. She didn't know what damage that spell had done to Alicia by destroying her dark magic, and Chloe wasn't exactly sure how things might change now that Alicia had bits of Harriet's and Rudy's, but it would keep Alicia alive. That was all that mattered.
A bead of blood trailed out of her right nostril, and Chloe swayed. Vika caught her and eased her fall as Chloe's knees gave out on her and she collapsed to the ground.
"Chloe?" Vika's voice was tinted with terror.
"Are you okay?" Sarah asked, eyes wide.
"I'm fine." Chloe rubbed her scales and flinched at how tender they were.
"You are not fine!" Vika insisted.
Jor-El eyed the halfling with narrowed eyes.
"I am, I just got light-headed, that's all." Chloe felt it, felt the tug. They were ready, they were waiting for her. "I have to go, Pete's trial is about to begin."
"You are in no condition—," Vika begun.
Chloe pushed to her feet. She sent a glance in Alicia's direction. "I will come see to her after the trial is over." As she walked away, Chloe desperately hoped that no more Balcoins died tonight.