Circles of Magic
(A Crossover between The Secret Circle & The Originals)
Written & Adapted by Kai Michaels.
Chapter Three:
There Ain't No Party like a Balcoin Party!
Previously on Circles of Magic: Finn found himself in the quaint town of Chance Harbor, where he met the likes of Melissa Glaser and Faye Chamberlain; two fellow witches, who practiced their craft in secret. Though all three witches were unaware of the other's gifts; Melissa and Finn Jr found themselves bonding almost instantaneously. Faye, on the other hand, was still skeptical following Finn's sudden outburst upon meeting her and calling her by a different name: Hayley. The two were practically identical, where Finn began to wonder if Hayley had a twin, she was unaware of. Either way, Melissa, and Faye gave Finn a tour of the town; who rented a boat, for now, to act as his official accommodation indefinitely. Finn Jr was invited to a local boathouse party down at Sunset Marina the following night; unaware that he was now set to collide with a dark circle of power, who clearly liked to play for keeps!
It was the night of the boathouse party. Finn Jr was about to engage in his first social event in a long time and wasn't sure what to expect; he was rather nervous about the whole ordeal. He had been alone for so long now, it was proving even harder to shake, but he was determined to move past his insecurities and at least try and build a life for himself again in the town of Chance Harbor, while still honoring his promise to save his family from their ailments. His mother, especially, wouldn't want him to put his entire life on hold just for them. He deserved to live his life how he wanted and was long overdue for some fun.
Despite all of this, a new group of recent arrivals across the bay were already planning to crash the boathouse party later tonight and finally make their presence known. They were, of course, the four Balcoin siblings that the former secret circle that Faye & Melissa were a part of were previously warned about by the traitor and madman known as John Blackwell. A silver dollar coin was seen being flipped up into the air repeatedly until it was eventually caught revealing the first of the Balcoin siblings and the most powerful too. His name was Frederic Balcoin. He was the eldest of the four and the current leader of their incomplete circle of dark warlocks and witches. He is a man in his early 20s, quite handsome with mildly tanned white skin and an athletic yet slender build with short light brown hair and deep blue eyes.
"So, what do you have to report Lucifer? And where is Salazar?" he demanded to know, looking up slowly at the arrival of his younger half-brother.
"The boathouse party is still going ahead, and I am confident that our half-sister, Cassie will be present." informed Lucifer. Meet Lucifer Balcoin. He is a second eldest among his four half-siblings and the second strongest male witch in the circle. Lucifer is a very attractive young man with tanned white skin, hazel eyes, and light brown hair that he wears tousled with gel. He is on the shorter end of average height with a lean, athletic build and is eighteen years old to exact.
"As for Salazar?" he scuffs and shrugs his shoulder, "Hell if I know." admitted the teen warlock.
"Well that's not good enough!" announced a rather disapproving feminine voice, who stepped out of the shadows from behind Frederic. This is Scarlett Balcoin. She is the half-sister to the Balcoin brothers and is the third-in-command. She has long fiery red hair with pale yet fair white skin and quite beautiful with a slender yet petite frame. She is currently seventeen years old.
"Easy, Scarlett." Frederic commanded softly raising his hand up slightly. "Find him. Both of you! He will not ruin our plans tonight. Bring him back here, so I can scold him myself. Use a locator spell, if you have too. Just find him…now!" Frederic ordered without any arguments from his two siblings, who nodded and took their leave.
Frederic jumped down off the crate of boxes he was currently sat on top of and landed on his feet. He walked over to a nearby table with a map of the world that was open with a black scrying crystal that was attached to a black string lying across it.
"Now to find Diana and bring her back, we've got a family reunion to plan." Freddie told himself with an evil snicker.
Frederic carefully picked the crystal up by its string and held it above the map; where he began swinging it around slowly reciting an incantation to pinpoint her exact location now and lure her back with a little magical assist. The crystal swung more rapidly as it was zeroing on Diana's dark magic before eventually dropping its point onto Sydney, Australia, which was also Grant's hometown.
"Gotcha! Hello, little sister…" smirked Freddie proudly to himself. Now that he had Diana's location, he could implement the next part of his diabolical plan. He was for certain a chip off the old block and very much like his late birth father, John Blackwell, in that respect.
Elsewhere Lucifer and Scarlett were hot on the trail of finding their youngest brother, Salazar. They had just recently finished performing a simple locator spell to track his whereabouts. They found him, spying on our hero, Finn Mikaelson Jr down at the main docks from a distance.
"Yo! Salazar! What the hell?" Lucifer called out to him, approaching his half-sibling.
"You're in a lot of trouble, Sal! You were supposed to stay with Luc!" Scarlett said with agitation and annoyance.
"Like I care...I've been busy!" he responded, introducing the youngest of Balcoin siblings. Salazar Balcoin is a sixteen-year-old troublemaker with no respect for authority and someone who doesn't like to be told what to do. He is around about 5'4" in height, has soft white skin and a toned, athletic build. He has crystal blue eyes and short dark brown hair.
"Doing what?" Luc asked.
"Nothing, I bet…he's always been the slacker in this family." Scarlett believed, folding her arms across her chest.
"Shut it, Scar!" Salazar exclaimed angrily, getting in his older sister's face a little.
"Make me!" Scar requested with a sick smile.
"Enough!" Luc demanded, getting in-between the warring duo and separating them. Luc looked at both of them once, before returning to face Salazar. "Sal, what are you doing here on the docks?" Lucifer questioned.
He batted his older brother's arm away, moving away from Scarlett and Lucifer to resume his observations. "A new player arrived in town, two nights ago. I wanted to make sure; he wasn't a threat to us. So I've been watching him. He's already made friends with those Faye & Melissa girls." Salazar revealed.
"I see. And, where is this new player?" Luc wondered.
"There." Sal pointed out towards Finn's boat, "He's set up shop on that boat. I don't know his name yet, but something's off about him. I just can't put my finger on it." He concluded.
Lucifer and Scarlett look over at Finn, who had just stepped out onto the deck with his hands buried in his jacket. He was gazing out at the ocean before him.
"He doesn't look so tough!" judged the fiery red head.
"Look, we'll keep an eye on him and inform Frederic of his presence here. But we have to go. We have a party to get ready for and crash at the same time. Come on, he's waiting…" Lucifer reminded his circle.
Reluctantly, Salazar followed his brother's orders and along with Scarlett took their leave to make their way back return to their current hideout and report back to Frederic too.
Later that night, Finn was seen stepping off his boat dressed in a pair of dark navy blue jeans and a short-sleeved black shirt with the top three buttons left open. He smelled absolutely gorgeous; thanks to this new cologne he bought while he was out in the town earlier collecting groceries for himself. He's short light brown was styled forward accordingly and was now just putting on his black leather jacket, since it was quite chilly tonight. Finn Jr was adjusting his jacket sleeves when he heard a familiar voice call out to him.
"Finn! Hey!" It was Melissa. She was prompt and on-time and was now coming to pick Finn up for the boathouse party tonight, as promised the night before.
"Hey, Mel!" smiled Finn, as the two friends shared a friendly hug.
"You all set? And Mmmm…you smell amazing." complimented the secret female witch.
"Thanks! And yeah, I'm good to go, I think. I'm a little nervous, though…" he admitted shyly.
"Aww…don't be! Everyone is going to love you, I just know it." certain in her assumptions.
"I hope so." He smiled, looking around noticing someone was missing. "Err…where's Faye? Wasn't she supposed to come with you?" he remembered.
"Oh yeah…she just said, she'd meet us there. I don't know why, the thing about Faye is…she's the type of girl to change her mind on a whim. No lie!" Melissa chuckles.
"Oh, I see. Fair enough." Finn replied in an understanding tone. "You look stunning by the way; great dress!" a genuine smile forming across his lips.
"Why thank you!" she giggled. "Let's go!" encouraged the raven-haired teen, taking Finn's hand and leading him away from his boat and back to her car.
The boathouse party was already in full swing with the place practically buzzing and filled to capacity. Finn Jr & Melissa walked into the party together with her arm linked with her new friend. The Mikaelson warlock looked around, impressed by what he saw.
"This place looks great. I guess it's like the local hangout right?" he presumed.
"Pretty much. It's owned by the Conants. Like the rest of our families, they've been in this town for years, and we all grew up together. Adam works behind the bar with his father, who mostly manages the place, but often helps out where he can. They're a pretty good father-son duo, to be honest." Melissa explained proudly.
"Sounds like a real dream team. I never knew my father." Finn disclosed.
"I'm sorry." she replied, feeling sorry for him.
"It's cool. I have my Uncles, so it's not like I never had good male role models growing up." He stated, proud to be a Mikaelson.
"That's good to know. Maybe, I'll get to meet them one day?" she wondered.
"Yeah maybe." Finn said, looking at her with a soft smile, knowing it'll most likely never happen, especially if he couldn't cure them soon.
"Let's grab a drink." Melissa insisted with a smile, making their way over to the bar.
Faye soon walked into the party with her non-exclusive lover right now in Jake Armstrong, a fellow member of their former circle and her date for the night.
"Remind me again, why you're dragging me along to this thing?" Jake sighs, not the least bit interested in being here, sporting a normal black suit and tie with a white shirt.
"Because, I needed a date and quite frankly, we all are a little overdue for some fun, after everything. So just go along with for now, alright?!" Faye suggested, dressed in a low cut; dark purple dress with her black leather jacket on over her shoulders.
"If you say so, since I know, what I'd rather be doing with you instead." he fantasized about, looking at her with a seductive smirk forming across his lips.
Faye just looked at him with an equally seductive yet playful smirk, "Down boy. Plenty of time for that later." she replied, shooting his mental pictures down and leading him over to the bar to get a drink for the two of them.
Adam was working the bar with Cassie and him sharing a conversation. They were former lovers, and both had a growing obsession with dark magic. Adam's obsession began, when he touched the newly darkened crystal skull for the first time and Cassie was a Balcoin by blood, whose family originated the use of dark magic.
"Well, well…what do we have here Jake? If it; isn't the former lovebirds?" Faye teased with great enjoyment.
Cassie and Adam just rolled their eyes at their former circle mate, not impressed by Faye's constant taunting of them.
"Faye." Cassie replied, keeping it brief.
"What do you want, Faye?" Adam asked.
"Well, you're the bartender…I'm sure you can figure it out." she further mocked them, finding it hard already to be around them. It was like torture to Faye, but she had to play nice for their now broken circle's sake. They still needed each other, whether they all liked it or not. It was the only way to protect themselves from their enemies, solo witches, now or not. They were still stronger together than against each other.
"Here you go, you two." Ethan, Adam's father said to Melissa and Finn Jr. He was a tall, athletic built man with short; dark sandy blonde hair in his early 30s.
"So Finn, Melissa tells me, you're new in town?" Ethan asks, completely sober.
"That's right, sir." confirmed the young witch with a soft smile, taking a sip of his soda for starters tonight.
"Ethan Conant." He greeted, introducing himself and offering Finn, his hand to shake. "What do you think of Chance Harbor, so far?" he wondered, curious to hear the youth's thoughts on his hometown, as an outsider.
"It's a nice little town. I have no complaints at the moment." Finn smiled, shaking Ethan's hand.
"Good, good. You should meet my son, Adam, he's great with people, and I'm pretty sure, he'll enjoy hanging out with you. Everyone needs a few friends here and there right? Plus, he spends way too much time with the girls. He could use some more male friends." Ethan grinned a bit, withdrawing his hand now.
Finn chuckled, "Sure, Mr. Conant." happily agreeing with the boathouse owner.
"Please, just call me, Ethan." He insisted.
"Okay. Ethan." Finn nodded, his smile returning once again.
"Well enjoy the party, guys." Ethan hoped, taking his leave to serve the next customer.
Meanwhile, outside, a black jeep pulled up in front of the Boathouse. The engine was shut off, and the doors opened revealing the four Balcoin siblings, who exited the vehicle dressed to not only impress but to crash too.
"Alright, you all know the plan. Mingle first to avoid suspicion and when I give the signal, let them have it. We leave with Cassie tonight!" Frederic predicted, confident in his plan of attack to kidnap his half-sister and separate her from her circle of friends.
"It's a done deal. Relax, Freddie!" Scarlett snickered with overconfidence.
"Yeah, bro. We're not stupid. Get Cassie. No big deal." Salazar stated, not worried in the slightest; his arrogance shining through.
"Just stay on your guard, they're still witches after all. They'll no match for us obviously, but fools rush in where angels fear to tread." quoted Lucifer, focused on the task at hand.
"Well, if that's the case, then I guess, it's a very good thing, we're not angels then eh?" laughed Scarlett evilly.
"Indeed." smirked, Lucifer with a cocky grin.
The other three siblings began smirking now too, as they made their way into the boathouse, after locking up their jeep. They took a moment to look around at the large crowd in attendance tonight.
"Spread out and remember to blend in for now." Frederic reminded his circle-mates, who all nodded in obedience and split off into different directions, choosing not to stick to each other too much in the beginning but staying in sight range of the other at all times.
...To Be Continued.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Originals, the Vampire Diaries or the Secret Circle.