Haven't you popped it out yet?

[Hades Styx]

Hades smirked a bit as he watched the woman he was following from above. She was a family member of his, to be precise – half-aunt. Rosaline Zhefarovich. From the looks of it, she looked like she was still pregnant. Hades could have sworn that she should have had it a week ago. Was his calculations wrong? No. They couldn’t be. Hades was rarely wrong. But now, she looked like she was about to pop. Hades smirked, and knew that he had not spoken to Rosaline before. If he had, he couldn’t remember it. How he knew that it was her and not someone else was easy, he was familiar with the family tree.

Jumping down from the building, he landed not too far from Rosaline, but alas, in front of her. Hades turned his black eyes, rivalry to the rest of the family, but his black hair and white, white skin would throw off anyone. Then again, if one hung around Kalif for so long, the looks between a father and a son were unmistakable. Hades was in a better mood now, it seemed. A sly smirk curled upon his white lips and he greeted, “Why, hello there, Rosaline.”

 

[Rosaline Mckay]

A very pregnant, very agitated Rosaline Zhefarovich walked, rubbing her enlarged stomach with the palm of her hand, urging her over-due little boy to greet her soon because as time grew, her patience shrunk. Too say getting on the bad side of the woman was a bad idea was a misunderstanding, she wanted nothing more then to hurt people and make every man experience the discomfort that she was going through right at that moment but she couldn't.

As the red-headed woman walked, she stopped short only to see someone jump down in front of her. Rosaline perked an eyebrow up at the man but only relaxed it when she noticed the unequivocally murderous look in the man's eyes she could only assume he was a relative of hers in some fashion. "Hello there," she said, a twitch of her lips as another kick from Vulcan came through her, making her hold her swelling more tightly.

 

[Hades Styx]

Hades realized that this woman whom was married to Chavdar Zhefarovich - a worthless man redeemed now - must have recognized him, which did take away some of the fun. However, the more relaxed Hades said nothing yet. Ever since that huge fight between him and his brother, Hades had been much more at ease, and now on a quest to find what he had once lost. "I ought to call you 'Aunt Rosaline' but I think regular names suit us for now. I am Hades, in case you have not figured it out by now." Hades was not one to forget once you saw him. He was perhaps the only one with contrasting white skin against black hair. He smirked even more, but he became rather confused a bit.

"I've been watching you for some time now. Well, rather Chavdar but you were in the picture. At any rate, I do believe it is about a week overdue for that baby to come out. Vulcan is his name, right?" Hades wondered, why didn't that baby want to pop out and see the world? He had siblings, that was for sure. Vladimir and Zinaida. Well, there was Avrille, Miriah and Hadan but the latter three didn't matter much as they were simply adopted. Hades folded his arms across his chest and he raised one of his eyebrows. Hades wanted to be sure that he calculated correctly, that Vulcan was indeed, over-due.

 

[Rosaline Mckay]

Rosaline arched a brow at the younger man as he spoke his name, Hades and informed her just how they were related. "Through Chavdar, I presume?" she asked as she inspected the man further, noticing just how similar he looked to Avrille, colour-wise but she knew that Hades was not related to the girl, the girl had zero living relations in her immediate family excluding her grandmother. This young man, certainly was not her.

As Hades spoke Chavdar's name, there was no further information needed. "Yes, Vulcan is his name and he is overdue, but why have you been watching my husband? Also, whose child are you? The only person I can imagine aged enough... is Kal." Perhaps Prodan but she seriously doubted that the man would have a son so dark compared to himself. Another wave of pain struck Rosaline and she stomached it (ooc: geddit? stomach? 'cause she is preggers ) as she waited her nephew to answer her questions.

 

[Hades Styx]

Hades gave a curt nod to confirm that he was related to Chavdar. Hades restrained from rolling his eyes, but he didn't blink when he said, "He works in the Ministry, has been known to rebel against the one that can easily take the life of his family, but because I am a Guardian, I keep tabs on everyone, including your dear husband." It was eerie enough that he knew Chavdar's schedule, even sleeping pattern. "Thankfully he has crossed to the right side, and now I am just waiting for you to come as well." Hades gave a sly smirk, knowing that Rosaline - from what he knew - adored the Dark Arts. Hades just couldn't help but think that Rosaline and Chavdar were the perfect couple. Both dark in their own ways. And had a loving family at that. "Kalif happens to be my father, yes." Hades took a step toward her, his smirk vanished and his face returned to a cold, bleak state. "Perhaps I should take you to the hospital. I have a feeling it is time for the over-due baby to make its appearance."

 

[Rosaline Mckay]

Rosaline Zhefarovich chortled heartily; Hades was waiting for her to turn to the dark side. How coincidental was this? Only hours ago had she thought of following her husband’s footsteps but brushed it apart for it was a foolish for her to do as such. She was the mother of two, and soon three, and had little time to do as she had been raised to. She was also very contented in her life and happy with her private life, despite her growing annoyance with those on the outside. “I have no time for such trivial pursuits, Hades. Perhaps in a next life when my children are not so new and may rely on a governess rather then myself constantly, I might join our families.” In her past life, with Vashel, it would have been impossible for her to even imagine stepping closer to the darker portions of her family but now she was surrounded with it as she brought her eldest son to the Zhefarovich Manor, with Chavdar’s guidance, of course and while Vladimir took part of the earliest portions of his training she took to listening to both reading books on the Dark Arts and listening to people play the Organ.

As Hades told Rosaline that she ought to go to the hospital to birth her child she said, “That is insanity; my water has not yet-” stopping short, Rosaline felt her feet suddenly wet… “Broken.” With a flick of her sapphire blue eyes to the young man’s she said, “Get Chavdar, I’ll be in Saint Mungo’s.” So the pains had been contractions and how Hades had known this, well it shocked her but she spoke not of it, there were more pressing things to think of. The red-headed woman apparated to Saint Mungo’s to give birth to Vulcan Ludovic Zhefarovich on June 10[sup]th[/sup]. She simply could not be happier.


I couldn't help but add in the Organ bit. lawlz, lemme know if anything should be edited.

 

[Chavdar Zhefarovich]

After Hades had informed Chavdar while he was putting the twins down for a nap (which proved highly unlikely due to their hyperness), Chavdar ordered a house elf to keep an eye on the two, while he go to Saint Mungos. Chavdar put on his traveling robes, and he apparated off to the hospital. Even for a Death Eater, Chavdar was better at being a caring father, just with a temper. With Hadan moving out and all, Chavdar was stressed out to the limits. Now that Rosaline was giving birth to Vulcan Ludovic Zhefarovich, Chavdar wondered how much more he could take before he went off and killed someone to let off steam. Chavdar could be an acceptable killer if he put his mind to it, though he preferred not to.

Once he got to the hospital, he demanded to know where Rosaline was. A healer led Chavdar to Rosaline's room, and he entered and immediately went to her bedside. "Well, guess I have some good timing. Or Hades does, or else I wouldn't have known so soon." Chavdar would have hated to have missed such an event. Surely this one wouldn't be as hectic as the other however. There was only one. Only Vulcan.

 

[Rosaline Mckay]

As Rosaline saw her love enter the room, she spoke in a soft tone, hoping to calm Chavdar. He was too stressed out and she did not want their newest baby born into a room filled with intense emotions. “Hello my darling.” As her husband sat beside her, Rosaline motioned for him to take her hand, knowing this would be a very long, painful few hours for them. Despite her love for the man and for being a mother, she would not have another child for a while, if again, it was just too strenuous on her body and life, despite the joy that came during a certain point of pregnancy.

Rosaline was simply getting too old for sleepless nights, she had to adjust herself to Vulcan's time now and slowly turn him to the clock that his other two siblings lived off of, but this would be difficult, she feared that once he woke up for his feedings every few hours her twins would lack sleep and start to cry all the time. It was just difficult to keep everyone happy with so much and so many people to look after. And yet, she would not change her life for anything in the entire world.

 

[Chavdar Zhefarovich]

Being as obedient as ever to his wife, Chavdar took her hand, and knew in his mind that he wouldn't be sleeping through the night very much for the next few months. However, he wouldn't mind it a bit. With the twins turning three soon, Chavdar debated on putting a spell on that room so that nothing could disturb them while they slept. It was an idea, but Chavdar might not have to resort to that unless Vulcan actually disturbed the twins with his cries. With Vladimir being the future Head, along with Kalif's boy Damianos, they would need as much peace as possible. Chavdar didn't feel comfortable with the early training, but he was pleased nonetheless.

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Many hours of labor later...

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Chavdar thought that his hand was going to break. Merlin, women had so much power to birthing. Perhaps more than men gave them credit for. Chavdar glanced up to see that the healer assisting was holding a beautiful baby boy. The healer handed the baby to Rosaline after announcing that it was a boy. Chavdar murmured to his beloved, "Vulcan Ludovic Zhefarovich. He looks just as perfect as the rest of our children, and the family. A perfect addition if you will." Chavdar smiled genuinely at Rosaline, and wondered how in the world had he been the only sibling of his to have only one woman, and children with said woman. No one else. Technically, he had Hadan and Avrille but that was via adoption. Chavdar would have to show Vulcan to her soon, but not too soon. Wait until Rosaline and Chavdar had their own time with their newest son.

OOC: Think this is a good place to stop and continue onto our next plot? =D