Shocking News

[Chavdar Zhefarovich]

Chavdar sat on his couch in the living room, and had taken the family tree off the wall. He was staring at it. Two branches had sprung from his and Rosaline's name. They were expecting twins. What genders they were, he did not know. Personally though, he wanted one boy and one girl. Chavdar wondered if Rosaline knew yet. After all, she was the one carrying the babies. Though, no one else really know, except Kalif. Chavdar wasn't really worried about Kalif, because he sticks to his own business, though Chavdar would hate to see Asparuh's reaction. For he was old fashioned about things like this. At least they were keeping the children, right?

Chavdar continued staring at the family tree, and finally tapped his daughter's picture, thus reading her history. Her guy friend, Dietrich, had come over while they were at the Zhefarovich Manor for the family meeting over Alessine's death. That was a crushing blow to Prodan and the Styx family. Kailie was barely old enough to even understand. How could she? She was extremely young for her age. Kailie was actually over at Prodan's and Dorothee's house, for today. Chavdar tapped the tree again, and wondered how his sister, Nataliia was doing. She was always to herself, though everyone in the family was ignorant to the fact that she was dating a muggle. Chavdar wondered where Rosaline had gotten to, and if she knew about the twins yet.

 

[Rosaline Mckay]

Rosaline walked down the stairs, that led to the living room, and immediately spotted Chavdar looking at his - no their family tree, and spotted that two lines had sprouted from the line connecting herself and Chavdar. She walked over to him with a delicate step, and sat down beside him. She glanced over at the tree once more before looking over at him and asking, although she knew the answer, "Twins?" She was not affected by this news in the least, in fact she would be surprised if she wasn't carrying twins. She was after all a twin, and they ran in her family.

Rosaline leaned over and kissed his cheek gently, she was now able to ignore the guilt she felt at being pregnant. In fact, the most she could feel now was just a tinge, nothing bigger then the size of a dime. She wasn't all too sure if Chavdar still felt guilty about this or not, but she also wasn't certain if she wanted to know. With her emotions scattered she didn't know what would set her off, and she hated it. She was so used to controlling herself masterfully and now that she wasn't in control, she didn't know how to act.

 

[Asparuh Zhefarovich III]

Asparuh was in Chavdar's house, upstairs in fact. He had apparated into Chavdar's bathroom, and washed the remainder of blood off his hands. After the run in with that woman, he needed to make sure that there were no traces of that filthy blood on his hands. He dried them off, and made sure his clothing had no traces of blood as well. The mission was messy, and well, he was satisfied with the results. Asparuh had the door somewhat closed and saw who he had assumed was Rosaline walk by. Raising an eyebrow, he did not get that much of a look at her. Why is she even in here? Asparuh opened the door quietly, and watched the woman, sure enough was Rosaline, descend the stars.

With utmost silence, he made his way down the stairs, and narrowed his eyes at the couple. Did he hear what he thought he heard? Twins? Who was having twins? If it is that tramp Dorothee, I'll kill her, Asparuh muttered in his mind. The Death Eater walked toward the door, but stopped when his mind told him to. He glanced at the tree Chavdar was holding, and saw the branches. Rosaline was having twins. Asparuh was about to open the door when it processed in his head. Rosaline is pregnant. His hands curled into fists, and his face twisted into fury. Unlike what most have seen. His eyes were black holes, and he turned toward the couple. Asparuh folded his arms across his chest, and managed to say through clinched teeth, "Who is having twins?" Asparuh was curious to whether they would admit it.

 

[Chavdar Zhefarovich]

Chavdar, completely oblivious to who was in his house other than him and Rosaline, heard Rosaline's voice. He turned to her and smiled proudly, "Yes. But it runs in the family I suppose. Dad's a twin, Prodan is a twin, and his children are twins. I assume it runs in yours too." Chavdar felt rather glad that he had no more guilt. In fact, the twins were due in winter, or close to it. That was all he really knew about the twins. Chavdar felt Rosaline's kiss on the cheek, and had no more guilt running through him. He was actually happy that Rosaline was carrying his children. He wasn't sure whether he buried the guilt inside him, or it vanished all together. However, he still was not used to having a pregnant woman in the house, and all that.

Chavdar's gut warned him of something. He could have sworn he heard another set of footsteps in his house. Not like it mattered to him, for it must be his imagination. Though, he felt the coldest feeling, which told him otherwise. That was when he heard the voice, and dropped the family tree in his lap. Oh sh*t. That couldn't be...? Chavdar turned in his seat. Asparuh, sure enough, was there. Chavdar knew that look, and well, Asparuh was not happy. Chavdar also wondered how on earth Asparuh managed to get inside and stay completely silent? Well, this wasn't the first time it has happened, and it was before Rosaline moved in. Chavdar couldn't even manage a smile, "Uh..." He gave Rosaline a worried look, and whispered, "Prepare for an explosion..."

 

[Rosaline Mckay]

Rosaline turned around when she heard Asparuh's voice, a horror struck expression read on her face, she heard Chavdar's words, and she winced discretely, the fear of something happening to their children consumed her, her bright blue eyes lightened as if she was offerering peace between them, contrasting with the dark eyes of the man she was staring at. "Oh hello Asparuh," she said in an almost friendly tone, but it was quite aprehensive.

Rosaline slid her wand out of her pocket and gripped it tightly incase Asparuh would try anything funny. She gave Chavdar a quick glance before saying, "Uh.. I am." She pursed her lips before murmuring two protection spells, one from dark spells and the other for simple ones, then did the same to herself. Thank god Avrille isn't here, she thought anxiously. The thought of her daughter being in the middle of all of this terrified her.

 

[Asparuh Zhefarovich III]

Asparuh narrowed his eyes, if looks could kill, these two imbeciles would be dead. How could they do such a thing? And especially out of marriage? Asparuh slipped his wand out of his robes, and out of anger, he waved it, causing the chair in the living go flying across the room, though away from the couple. It crashed in the corner, and one could heard the snapping of wood and glass shattering. He approached them, and waved the wand once more, causing the coffee table to crash into the fireplace, and the table shattered into sections. Asparuh made his way to stand in the middle of the room. He folded his arms across his chest, wand still out.

Asparuh snapped harshly, yet his voice was not loud, but it was in Bulgarian, "How can you two be so ignorant, irresponsible, and stupid? Doing such a thing before really committing?" He noticed Chavdar trying to stand up, and Asparuh aimed his wand at him, and hissed, "Sit!" Once he did so, Asparuh returned his arms to his chest, and glared at the both of them. It was rare to see such anger out of him. However, what was even rarer was that he was not attacking either. Just everything else around him. Speaking in Bulgarian in such wrath was the only way he could really say what he wanted. He waited patiently for an answer, a sneer still on his face.

 

[Chavdar Zhefarovich]

Chavdar stared in horror at the look he was receiving by Asparuh. He had never seen him this mad. Not even when they were fighting each other. He could only expect the worst. He patted Rosaline's leg when she murmured the protection spells for the both of them. Simply because they would need it. Chavdar reached for his own wand, and set it to his side out of view, once Asparuh had his out. Although, Chavdar watched in shock when the armchair went flying across the room, and soon after, the coffee table. What the hell? This was his house, and Asparuh was demolishing it! Chavdar flinched his wand, and waited for Asparuh to speak after his father stood in front of them.

Chavdar heard what he said in Bulgarian, and felt quite insulted. Chavdar cursed under his breath, and glared at the man, "I won't tolerate such actions in my house!" When Chavdar went to stand up, Asparuh aimed at him, and told him to sit. Chavdar reluctantly obeyed. Chavdar felt suddenly ashamed of what he had done. But if he didn't obey Asparuh at this point of fury, then Asparuh would either use the killing curse or even Fiendfyre. It was better to simply act calm and not out of anger. Chavdar took a deep breath and said in Bulgarian, "And what would you want us to do then?" His tone wasn't as smooth as he wanted it to be, but well, perhaps Asparuh won't notice Chavdar's smart tone that was hardly detected anyway.

 

[Rosaline Mckay]

Rosaline flinched when Asparuh glared at she and Chavdar, then once more then he smashed the chair against the wall. She frowned at his words, and responded in Bulgarian, "It wasn't as if we planned this." She placed her hand on Chavdar's worridly, she hated being in this situation, especially when her emotions were out of whack. She tucked her auburn hair behind her ear after she took it off of Chav's hand.

Rosaline was insulted about what Asparuh said, and wasn't going to let that fly, but she knew now was not the time to mention it, perhaps at a later time. She was having the children, and no amount of insults could do anything about it, as she already loved the two people that were growing from inside of her.

bah lame

 

[Asparuh Zhefarovich III]

Asparuh shook his head at their words. He glared at Rosaline for a moment, and stated, "I'll excuse your comments because I know how you pregnant women are." He rolled his eyes hatefully. He did not care for his manners as of the moment. All he wanted to do was make someone writhe in pain from all the anger he was feeling. Asparuh glared at Chavdar, "When I meant get a life, I did not mean something as ludicrous as this. This is actually a serious matter! Children are a matter of hard work. Especially twins. Two babies at once." Asparuh's ferocity still had not lessened over the past few moments. He would know about having twins, because of Prodan and Iulia. It was no easy task.

Asparuh managed to breath regularly. Though it was difficult for him as of the moment. He just wanted to beat some sense into both of them. It was not a difficult thing to think of. Asparuh was old fashioned. At least Vasilka was married before she miscarried. Asparuh responded darkly, his voice low, "You know what I expect you two to do." Asparuh glanced behind him at the damage he had done. It was impressive. Even the walls were cracked, the fireplace littered with broken coffee table bits. This was to be expected with a man who had suffered from Psychosis and anger problems. Asparuh though could not help but feel rather impressed that he was going to receive two grand-babies, of pureblood. Though it did not appear on his features.

 

[Chavdar Zhefarovich]

Chavdar restrained from rolling his eyes when Asparuh spoke. Chavdar let out a frustrated sigh, and shook his head. He remembered perfectly too well about that conversation. Yet another fight, and he landed with that scar across his neck. Chavdar thought, Now I have a mess to clean up after he is gone. He wondered how long that will be. Probably in a few moments. Asparuh never stuck around for long. It wasn't like the man to just stay in one area for too long. Chavdar did not know why. Only Prodan really had that issue, and Chavdar...somewhat. Though having two jobs and a daughter, maybe two if he counted Avrille, helped him grow up.

Although, he was rather busy today with fixing up the twin's bedroom. Which it was simply white because he did not know what gender they were, as of yet. And not even the family tree knew. It probably wouldn't until they were born. Chavdar heard the last part of Asparuh's words, and stared at him ridiculously. He blurted out in English, "Do you honestly expect us to get married? Now? You can't rush people into that! And you sure as hell cannot make two people get married if they aren't married ready!" Chavdar was shocked that Asparuh would say that now, and in front of Rosaline. He is seriously crazy! His head must not be working right. This is just... I don't know. But you can't make two people get married.

Hate typos.

 

[Rosaline Mckay]

Rosaline didn't restrain herself from rolling her eyes when Asparuh mentioned that having two children was going to be hard. Having any amount would be, but she was most worried about the physical birth of them, that would probably the most painful thing she had ever experiences, hopefully she could do something to lessen it. Afterwords, she knew that both she and Chavdar would be fine, despite their worries. When you had a child, she assumed, it was instinctual.

When Asparuh motioned towards marriage she shook her head promptly. She cared deeply for Chavdar but was not ready to wed again, and because they were having children was not a proper reason to get married. She wasn't in love Chavdar, and he, her, it wasn't right to get married in that situation. "No, I will not marry Chavdar," she said firmly, her tone showing her stubborness on the situation, she was not going to marry Chavdar because of her condition. "That would be foolish," she said, in Bulgarian, with a fair bit of irony in her voice.

 

[Asparuh Zhefarovich III]

Asparuh only snickered at their reactions. Asparuh pointed out, now speaking in English, "Did you honestly think I wanted you two married now? No, but you two will be one day. After all, think of the children having a mother and father who aren't even married, but together? Sounds foolish to me." Asparuh ignored Rosaline's comment. He knew what he was going to say to her. Asparuh stated with a smirk on his features, "Actually, you can make someone against their will. All it would take is a simple curse." Asparuh managed to bottle his fury for now, though the aura that was given off of him was still as fierce as ever. He was the Head of the family, and he was going to see it through that every one was living to his standards.

Asparuh's turned his cold gaze to Rosaline, and said darkly, "Do you fear that Chavdar will end up like that mudblood late husband of yours? Chavdar may not be as worthless as that mudblood, but at least you will be taking a step up the chain. What was his name, Vaschel wasn't it." His speech came out more of a statement than a question. Asparuh knew that he would be receiving some sort of reaction out of Rosaline. However, he wasn't expecting Chavdar to try to attack. Asparuh though managed to catch Chavdar by the throat, and toss him into the wall with all the debris from the chair and coffee table. Asparuh murmured, "Idiot, you just broke our truce." Asparuh's thin lips curled into a wicked smirk.

 

[Chavdar Zhefarovich]

Chavdar grew infuriated until he hit his breaking point. Chavdar growled, "How dare you!" He lunged straight for his father, forgetting his wand, and that Asparuh had his. Though Chavdar was more or less expecting a spell, but Asparuh's iron-like fingers gripped around his throat, catching him in midair. Chavdar got one look into his soulless eyes, before being thrown across the room. Chavdar felt his body hit the wall with a loud thud and hit the broken chair, hard. Chavdar felt himself slide from the chair, and onto the bits and pieces of the scattered coffee table. His eyes opened and felt much pain from broken glass and wood stabbing into him. A bit of blood tinkled out of his mouth, and Chavdar knew that somewhere, he was internally bleeding.

Chavdar wanted so much to move, but couldn't. Even though he was laying on his stomach, he could not move an inch. He cursed the fact that he was wearing a tee shirt, as his arms and hands were cut up from the wood. So much damage over a pile of broken materials. Chavdar heard that the truce was broken, and that meant...well, he and Asparuh were bound to get into fights again, and even end with Chavdar's life one day. Chavdar's side began to throb where he landed on the chair. His back was sore from the throw. Chavdar wondered which would have been better, Sectumsempra or this? At least he blacked out when he was hit by the spell. But this, he was awake during the whole thing.

 

[Rosaline Mckay]

As Asparuh mentioned Vaschel tears dared to form in Rosaline's eyes, she had never been so infuriated or slapped in the face by a single man at one time. Just as she opened her mouth to respond, Chavdar beat her to the punch, and attacked Asparuh. "Get the hell out of here!" she ordered as she rushed to Chavdar's side. She didn't know what to do to help him, but something certainly had to be done. Her certainly couldn't be well after that. She placed her hand on his forehead petting him soothingly. "Chavdar," she murmured, her tone making it more like a question then anything else. Why am I involved with these ridiculous families? she asked herself, as she glanced up at Asparuh. She spewed in Bulgarian, "I'll respond to that later." She looked back at Chavdar, and summoned a wet cloth to wipe the blood away, even though she knew she wasn't actually doing anything to help.

Rosaline wished she could help more, but she was as useless with healing as she was at Defense Against the Dark Arts. Gently she wiped the blood off of Chavdar's face, looking painfully into his eyes, trying her hardest not to let her guilt wash over her one more. She beant over and kissed his forehead. "What can I do?" she asked him, in a soft whisper, although not expecting any answer. Almost pleadingly, she looked down at him, wishing that this was so much simpler then it was, and that he was well. She hated seeing him like this, well anyone like this, except for Strella, she wished her dead, but that thought was for another time.

 

[Asparuh Zhefarovich III]

Asparuh could only smirk when he saw Rosaline's reaction. Seeing fury and tears pleased him more than the average torture. Only one thins amused him more, and that was disposing of mudbloods. He made sure his wand was more than ready, and smirked wickedly. Asparuh aimed at Chavdar, and stared back at Rosaline. He murmured coldly, "Doesn't this remind you of anything, dear Jenane?" Asparuh stared down at his son, with almost disgrace. Was he stupid enough to simply charge at Asparuh like that? It was absurd. Not only that, the truce had been broken, and now, Chavdar and Rosaline were at his mercy. The Death Eater stood, almost inhumanly still, as he watched his son spill blood on the floor.

His cold gaze went to Rosaline, and he hissed icy daggers at the woman, "I don't want to have to kill my grandchildren before they even enter the world. Try anything, and their lives will be lost." Asparuh's expression went back to the normal, ferocious state. No one will order this Death Eater around. Especially after the summer event. Asparuh had been on a rampage, and this was simply play time to his past missions and such. Asparuh had not even used a spell yet, and here he was, standing before a pregnant woman and his son, who was about to enter a coma-like state. "And I'm not the one you want to mess with, not now. Heed my warning, or else you will be the cost of three lives in the living room today." Asparuh's cold stare locked on the woman.

 

[Chavdar Zhefarovich]

Chavdar managed to move his head to see Rosaline. He felt something cold and he flinched at the touch. Chavdar thought in his mind, Boy, do I miss actually standing a chance against him. He knew that things were bound to get better one of these days. But obviously, it wasn't today. Chavdar muttered, "Rosaline...don't... Don't mess with him..." Chavdar's fingers flexed painfully. He must have hit his head harder than he thought, because his vision was out of whack. Chavdar's breathing slowed a bit. What organ did he damage? His lung? It was getting harder and harder to breathe right. The man was stronger than any other, and would not admit this. Chavdar heard Rosaline's plea, and Asparuh's threat. Chavdar stared at Rosaline, and murmured, "Rosaline, go home, to Gaspard's. Before he does end our lives. I would rather die than to see you hurt." Chavdar forced a weak smile, and did not even spare a glance at his father.

 

[Rosaline Mckay]

"Doesn't this remind you of anything, dear Jenane?"
Rosaline winced death was probably her one weakness, and Asparuh had reminded her of Vaschel's and was trying to cause Chavdar's. "I wasn't there," she responded in a monotone, she almost wanted to add, If I had been there, I would have murdered that woman on the spot, but she didn't, she was far too concerned for Chavdar's well-being. She heard Chavdar's words, and nodded, she had no intention on messing with Asparuh, not when Chav was in pain. However, she did not nod or agree with leaving him alone with Asparuh, she would stay with him, even though that wouldn't do much good at all.

Rosaline couldn't think of anyway to get Chavdar to a hospital, other then side apparating, which she had not done since she had found out she was pregnant. She exhaled softly, trying her hardest to focus on apparating smoothly, for both herself and Chavdar. He was already close to a coma state, he didn't need anything more, and with her pregnancy she couldn't afford anything going wrong. She didn't want to hurt her children. She placed her hand delicately on Chavdar's shoulder and with two loud cracks she side apparated him to Saint Mungo's Hospital.

 

[Asparuh Zhefarovich III]

Asparuh could only smirk at Chavdar's plea. He knew that his son was strong, and now, if he would just how it. Tap that inner power of the blood that Asparuh knew that he had. Though cracking this was like cracking a stubborn fool. Just had to find the weak point. Asparuh simply watched them leave, and narrowed his eyes. He hated it when people ran. It simply showed how weak one was. Asparuh sneered, and pointed his wand at the couch, non-verbally using a spell to make it explode. Asparuh shook his head, and thought about hunting them down, but changed his mind. He rolled his eyes, and stepped over the debris. He exited the house, with a slam to the door so hard, the door came off its hinges and fell to the floor with a loud thud. Asparuh shook his head, thinking of how irresponsible his son was to make sure the door was actually secure.