The Witch Uniter

By Tenshinrtaiga

Disclaimer: I don't own The Covenant or The Nine Lives of Chloe King

Summary: Chloe is a witch of the Covenant moving to San Francisco to complete her Uniter duties. She meets Alek and feels an instant spark but can a witch and a Mai really work it out?


Chloe grunted as she hoisted another box high onto her hip, struggling to balance. They should have hired movers, but nooo. Too many valuables, too many magical items. She began taking the stairs slowly, working hard to transport her boxes to her new room. This was her 8th box so far and she wasn't even halfway done. It was times like this that she wished she didn't own so many clothes.

As if knowing exactly what she was thinking she heard Chase snicker softly behind her. Turning to glare at him, she stopped short. Chase's section of boxes were gone. Now, he didn't have nearly as many things as her, but there was still no way that he could have finished by now.

"There's this thing called magic." He explained, clearly reading her confusion on her face.

Chloe blinked before nearly slapping her forehead. Luckily she caught herself before she dropped her boxes to do so. Setting them gently on the stair, she allowed her eyes to flash with flames as the boxes disappeared. Turning her eyes to the rest of her pile, she again drew a spark of power and they too disappeared. Smiling in satisfaction, she turned to thank Chase only to freeze, a guilty look on her face, "Caleb."

Caleb stood beside Chase looking at her in disappointment. Caleb was the one most strict on them for using their powers. He saw what his father's addiction did to his mom and how it affected him. Caleb never wanted to see any of his friends withering away and dying.

"You shouldn't use for such meaningless things," Caleb said simply, aware that his disappointment would be punishment enough for the girl. He leaned down to pick up his last box and walked up the stairs to his room.

Chase rolled his eyes, but Chloe frowned feeling horrible. She knew that Caleb only wanted what was best for her and she truly hated to let him down- especially when it involved magic, "I'm going to go unpack those boxes."

"By hand?" Chase asked despite already knowing the answer. He didn't even bother turning around to see her nod. He walked through the living room and dining room to the kitchen where he exited through the side door that led to their garage. Inside the spacious garage sat seven shining vehicles: Tyler's Hummer, Caleb's Mustang, Pogue's motorcycle, Reid's Aston Martin, Chloe's Audi, Chase's Mercedes and of course the shared Escalade- the only vehicle they had that could seat all 6 of them together.

Chase made his way to his car. He'd used to finish packing ages ago and he was tired of hanging around the house. Time to have some fun, he smirked.

Chloe sighed as she began unpacking her massive amount of clothes. Luckily, she had already used earlier to expand her closet because she felt too guilty to use now. Grabbing one of the boxes, she made her way inside her closet, which was now large enough to be about half the size of her entire bedroom. She opened her box and began hanging everything up on hangers. Jeans in the lower left section, fancy dresses and gowns on the far right, t-shirts on the top left, skirts on the lower right, fancy tops on the upper right and casual dresses on the far left, she mentally chanted as she fluttered around organizing everything so that her casual clothes were on the left and her fancy clothes on the right. Last were her shoes which went on the shelved far wall below several coat hooks which Chloe used to hang up her purses. As she finished putting away her shoes, she momentarily worried that there wouldn't be enough space, but luckily that wasn't the case though she would soon have to figure out where she could put any new shoes she bought.

Sighing in exhaustion she collapsed on her bed. The hard part was over. Now all she had to do was organize her room. Looking at the beige walls, Chloe scrunched up her nose in distaste. Beige was boring. She felt a twang of guilt, but quickly used to change the walls a soft blue color. Deciding that her bed needed focus, she decided to put a design on the wall behind it. She wasn't creative like Reid so she was forced to google pictures on her phone until she found a design she liked. Once again she used so that the area behind her bed changed to a dark chocolate brown color and the pattern she picked out swirled in light blue. Then she switched the color of her cloth headboard from brown to light blue as well.

Having rested her body while using, Chloe got up, catching her second wind and began bustling around, unpacking trinkets and pictures until she was finally done. Sweaty and exhausted, she trudged to her bathroom, grunting when she realized she hadn't unpacked anything for it. Too tired to move, her eyes flashed with fire and her bathroom supplies came flying through the door to place themselves perfectly on the shelves. Stripping, she sank into the hot water her shower offered and began to think about what she still needed to do.

Tomorrow was her first day of school in San Francisco. She was starting a little bit late; the kids would have been in school a week and a half already. This was also the first time she'd ever be in a public school. In Ipswich, she and the boys attended Spencer Academy- a private school that basically fed into the Ivy Leagues, especially Harvard. She didn't really know what to wear since Spencer had a strict uniform only policy so she'd probably spend a while trying to figure out what kids wore to public school.

Then, if it wasn't too late, she might take her car out and look around the city. Maybe try and see how to get to her school so that she didn't get lost in the morning.

Chloe turned her head as she heard a loud knock on the door. Through the fog on the shower glass she saw Caleb standing by her bathroom door, "Hey, Chase picked up pizza for dinner. Come down when you're done, okay?"

"'kay!" Chloe smiled back, happy that Caleb wasn't still mad at her for earlier, "Be down in a sec."

The boy nodded and left. Chloe rested her head against the cool tile of the shower and took a deep breath. This is who she was now. Chloe King from San Francisco. Chloe King the Uniter. She felt her stomach rumble, reminding her that hot food was waiting for her so she turned off the water and grabbed a towel to dry off and wrap around her hair before donning a fluffy white bathrobe and heading down the stairs to meet the boys in the kitchen.

"Lookin' good, Baby Girl!" Reid wolf whistled before taking a large bite of pepperoni pizza. The boys laughed and Chloe nodded in good humor reaching out for her own slice and, like the boys, didn't bother with a plate.

Tyler stood up and grabbed himself a second beer and one for Chloe before taking the stool next to where she was standing, "Nervous?" He asked.

The strawberry blonde smiled at him. Tyler truly was like a brother to her. He could always read her so well, "Little. I hope no one recognizes me."

"They shouldn't. Not at first anyway," Caleb reassured her taking a sip of his own beer.

Chloe's fame worked as a double edged sword. It kept her in the spotlight which made her less of an easy target for The Order, but it also meant that she had very little privacy and lots of annoying- I mean adoring- fans. At Spencer, all the kids grew up with her so none of them ever made a big deal about her fame, but this would be a new school with new kids. She knew that one day they'd recognize her, but she hoped to keep that day far in the future, so she opted for a small disguise. Chloe was renowned for her fashion sense so her public school persona would be dressed average, maybe with a lot of layers since Chloe wasn't known for being afraid of showing skin. She'd also bought clip on hair extensions to make it look like she had blonde highlights. As a new kid coming in late, she knew that she would be noticed by the student population, but she hoped that these changes, while small, would be enough to keep her under the radar.

"You'll be fine," Pogue spoke up, reaching across the kitchen island to gently tug on one of Chloe's curls, soliciting a smile from her.

Chase smirked, "And if you're not, we'll just wipe their memories." Reid choked out a laugh around his pizza but Caleb glared angrily.

"Relax. He's just joking," Pogue grinned humorously while trying to calm Caleb down. Chase just looked at the leader in challenge. Chase loved to push Caleb's buttons because despite Chase being the oldest, Caleb was the leader.

Rolling her eyes, Chloe snagged another slice of pizza before backing out of the kitchen, "I'm gonna throw some clothes on and explore a bit. See if I can't navigate the city a little. I'll be back in a few hours."

Getting vague nods and grunts in response, Chloe smiled and walked back to her room while finishing her last slice. She went into her closet and grabbed the first pair of jeans she saw and a silky navy blue racer back tank. She then turned to the back left behind her day dresses to grab a casual off white jacket. Realizing that the jeans she had put on were skinny jeans, she made her way to the back of her closet and put on her white bamboo flip flops. She paused to debate on whether or not to grab a purse, but opted not to, simply putting her debit card, license, cell phone and $50 in emergency cash in her back pocket before heading out the door.

Climbing into her light silver Audi she pressed the button to automatically open the garage door and sped out. Chloe started by following the route to her new school. It ended up being a 15 minute drive in the middle of the night, but tomorrow morning it would probably be longer due to morning traffic. Then she began to aimlessly make her way through the streets, steadily learning her way around San Francisco. When she became sufficiently lost enough, she turned her GPS on and followed the directions home.

Collapsing onto her bed, she smiled, satisfied that she now knew enough of the city to be able to get by tomorrow- well, later today, she mentally corrected herself, checking the time. Opting to wake up a little earlier than usual to pick out her clothes for school, she quickly changed into purple and white plaid pajama pants with an NYU patch on the thigh and a matching purple Violets t-shirt that Reid got her when he went to check out the school. Turning off her bedside lamp, Chloe easily fell into an exhausted sleep.