Haunted

[Chaos Zhefarovich]

After the Christmas Break, things were looking up for him at least. The couple finally consummated their marriage. Chaos was feeling somewhat better but he didn't know if they managed to conceive yet or not. Alana hadn't told him anything, so he assumed that they weren't. After his morning shift, he told Axel that he was on the way to the village, and said that he would be meeting with his wife. Axel let him go for that. It was the first of April considering the punishment that the Patriarch laid out for the house. However, on his path to meet his wife, someone else caught his eye. Leaning against the wall, his twin rested there with his eyes closed and his arms crossed. What was Havoc doing here? Chaos approached his brother, and he gave him a nudge to get his attention. "What the hell are you doing here? Shouldn't you be seeing your baby momma or something?" Chaos knew about the reason why Havoc named his son after him. But Chaos had no intention of dying this year. He refused. He would end up living, and with his wife. After all, he didn't want her to die because of him.​

 

[Havoc Zhefarovich]

Havoc Zhefarovich knew that his brother would be meeting with his wife sometime, and figure that this would be the best time to confront him. Havoc had connections to the family, and utilized them. Had Chaos been smart enough to do the same thing, then he would have known that his wife was holding a secret. The fact was, they had conceived a child, but the poor fetus died before it could really show. It did show on the tree, but it fell apart. After all, once a miscarriage happened, the line would vanish. That meant that his brother might have a way out of this situation. However, once more, Havoc knew much more than he let on. As soon as Chaos approached him, Havoc rolled his eyes at his pathetic attempt at an insult, "She means nothing to me. My heir was born, and that's it. However, funny thing about heirs, yours died a few weeks ago. Didn't your wife tell you that she was pregnant?" Havoc couldn't resist allowing a sliver of a smirk to appear on his lips. Two could play at this game if Chaos wanted to get under his skin, then Havoc could do the same. However, while it was impossible for Chaos to get under his twin's skin, it was just too easy to get under Chaos'.
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[Chaos Zhefarovich]

Chaos scoffed at the thought of his twin not caring for the mother of his child, because that woman put up with nine months with that demon. However, the next words sent him into complete and utter shock. Alana was actually... But she didn't mention anything in her letters. In fact, she seemed a little quiet. Did she even know that she was? Chaos looked away for a moment, the hopelessness of the situation starting to take hold. If an heir of theirs didn't live, did that mean that they won't? Chaos turned his purple shaded eyes toward Havoc and saw that smirk. As soon as he saw that, all Chaos could see was red. Rage. His twin just flaunting that in his face. Chaos threw a fist, and it managed to connect to Havoc's jaw, but the second one was caught. "You son of a b*tch, I'll kill you!" Chaos never felt this much emotion, all of it turned to rage. Every single bit of it. Speaking his child, or what could have been like that. The fact that Havoc's son was made to replace him, it was all just overwhelming. Chaos wanted to end Havoc, one way or another.
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[Havoc Zhefarovich]

The hit was expected, which did cause a tiny bit of blood to come from the corner of Havoc's lips, before he caught the next one in his hand. Chaos was so predictable. Of course, the twin threatened him with death, which Havoc cruelly smirked at. "You couldn't kill a mudblood correctly, who was at your mercy. How do you expect to kill your superior?" Havoc shoved Chaos away, and sent him to the ground after a few moments of physical attacks. Needless to say, Havoc had the upper hand throughout the entire fight. Havoc knelt over his twin, wiping the side of his lip with the back of his hand, and pulling his wand out and placing the tip at Chaos' neck. "You see, little brother, you are absolutely nothing. You allowed yourself to fall for a woman that is barely fit to be in our shadow, let alone your wife. You threatened the tradition of our family with your pathetic rebellion. Shame it has come down to this."
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[Alana Finch]

Alana hadn't ever been nervous to see Chaos before. Reluctant, yes. Angry, absolutely. But butterflies in her stomach? Not that she could recall. Things certainly had changed between them, more than she was sure Chaos knew. They'd slept beside each other as husband and wife for the better part of two weeks, though it had taken her some time to accustom to the sleep part. Then they'd slept together before she'd left for school. And then they'd done it again. At least they'd only had one day together after that had happened because Alana hadn't known what to say to Chaos the next morning, had gone home to visit her family and spent the entire day away, slipping into the house only in time to sleep and then head off to school the following morning. Alana was hoping that three months was enough time to rid them of any awkwardness, though she seriously doubted it.

Stepping into Brightstone, Alana slowly headed to the spot where they'd met before, her head down as she continued past the exuberant students, glad they'd managed to find a space so secluded. It was enough to manage their new relationship without an audience watching them. With a sigh, Alana rounded a corner, heading further into the village in order to get through it. She heard a loud commotion, which she would have ignored, had the voices not sounded so familiar. It didn't take long to spot Chaos, no Havoc, no it was both of them fighting, neither pulling their punches, though it was Chaos who was getting the brunt of the damage. "Stop!" she yelled even though she was a distance away. She began sprinting over, yelling for them to stop. So much for that no audience, she thought to herself before she pulled her wand out and cast a spell. Alana hated Havoc enough that Crucio might have worked, but it was Reducto that escaped her lips. Alana had never been good at dueling, so watching the blue stream hit Havoc squarely in the chest and send him flying backwards gave her extreme satisfaction. The seventh year stopped. "What the hell is going on?!" she yelled in between gulps of air.

Godmod is with approval.

 

[Chaos Zhefarovich]

Chaos had several bruises and cuts along his body, yet, the only thing that he managed to do was give his brother a split lip. How his brother learned to fight, Chaos had no idea. It had to do with control. However, he had a wand at his throat, and for the first time, saw how much of an evil son of a b*tch his brother really was. He heard a familiar voice shouting, and then the pressure from Havoc blasted off of him. Chaos groaned a bit while he was in pain, but he managed to sit up and shake his head. His head was pounding, but at least his brother was taken care of. Chaos couldn't say anything, but continued to glare at Havoc, wishing he had a wand. If there was one person he wanted to set on fire, it was him. "He was insulting you, and smirking about our situation. I just saw red at the souring of your name."
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[Havoc Zhefarovich]

Havoc didn't have time to react as Alana Finch came along, shouting to stop, before a spell hit him directly in the chest, blasting the Gryffindor several feet and into the brick wall he was originally leaning against. Havoc felt a lot of pain in his back, but it further angered him. He slowly got onto his feet, and dusted himself off, before glaring at the two. Such a disgrace. He aimed his wand toward the two, knowing that he had enough power and anger to fuel the Unforgiveables. Instead, he would wait. After all, Chaos suffered, and he knew that Alana's end would come eventually. At least, that was what Havoc hoped for. Havoc narrowed his eyes toward the two, as she asked what was going on. Havoc scoffed before he thought over an array of spells to use against the two. The ones that could cause pain. Instead, he hissed, "You'll pay for attacking me, with no honor to it." Havoc was about to use a very destructive spell to ensure their suffering, but was stopped. Havoc turned to see who stopped him, and decided to obey. Figures that this would gain his attention.
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[Ivaylo Zhefarovich-Dolohov]

Strolling out of Bleak Street, something attracted Ivaylo over to the commotion. Of all people to get into a fight, it was Chaos and Havoc, as well as Alana Finch. Ivaylo did not see the whole event, but judging from Chaos' appearance, and how angry Havoc was, it only assumed that Havoc and Chaos were in the middle of a fist fight before Alana came in with her wand drawn. Ivaylo calmly walked over to the Gryffindor and placed his hand over the wand hand, and forced him to lower it. Ivaylo looked at Havoc and warned in Bulgarian, "You are not to bring harm to any member of this family. You are not to decide if one is worthy." It seemed as though his words reached Havoc. Ivaylo cast one cold gaze, lingering on the two of them before taking Havoc by his arm, and leading him away. Havoc needed to cool off, and Ivaylo would have to educate him on his temper. It seemed as though Chaos was not alone in his anger. Ivaylo didn't spare any words toward the married couple. Marrying because they were in an arranged marriage seemed to be more convenient. He and Charlotte had a mutual understanding, from his stance. She assisted in his anger, and had his child. That alone was enough to make her worthy to be at his side, which she was not right now because she was caring for their daughter.
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[Alana Finch]

Now that the two were separated, Alana turned her attention to Chaos though he was still busy glaring at his brother. As he explained why he and Havoc had been at each other’s throats, Alana felt like a rock had dropped into her stomach. She looked down at the ground, not happy to be coming between the brothers, though she wasn’t sure that they’d ever been that close. As Havoc threatened her, Alana felt a flutter of panic in her chest, but she stood her ground which happened to be well away from Havoc and a fair bit away from Chaos. “You have no idea what honor is, Havoc” she scoffed, her wand still ready. Unless he lowered his, she wasn’t lowering hers. It would be stupid to. Fortunately, someone came by and lowered Havoc’s wand for him. Ivaylo. Alana breathed a sigh of relief and lowered her wand, not even aware that she’d been holding one in. Being out of school had done him a world of good, Alana noted even with her husband still sitting just a few feet away. As the pair exchanged words and then walked away, Alana watched the older man, a wistful expression on her face. Had she had her way in this arranged marriage business, that’s who she would have chosen to marry from the family. As her red eyes slid over to who she was stuck with, Alana sighed heavily. “Come on. Get up” she said as she moved closer and held out her hand. “Let’s get out of here before someone from the MLE shows up” she added, knowing it would be very bad for Chaos to get in trouble with the Ministry.