Young Dracula Season 4: Outtakes
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Okay, I have to say this... I suffered a writers block. There I said it.
Basically what happened was I wrote Choices and forgot about this. I finished Choices and then started university and every time I looked back at this I just couldn't think what to write!
Now, I'm determined to finish off this season's outtakes before season 5 comes out in January. I don't want to fall behind like I did last year.
I think half the trouble is that I don't like the first half of season 4.
Anyway, apologies for not working on this sooner!
I don't own Young Dracula.
Cheat – based during episode 4
Ryan was going to win this quiz. He had to. If he was going to be put out of the spotlight then Ryan had to win... and then be dust.
Elizabeta was sat in a chair, her feet on the table and was fiddling with the garlic tipped thorns being careful not to let the garlic tipped end touch her skin.
She heard a knock on the door.
It was Renfield, it had to be.
Elizabeta felt the rippling tingly feeling of her body shifting into the form of the headmistress she loathed so much. She grabbed the mortarboard and stuffed the thorns in, tipped down so the thorns would go through the head when put on.
"Come in," Elizabeta heard the voice of her enemy and internally flinched.
"Miss McCauley, you wanted to see me?" Renfield came in looking slightly off balance, probably because the Count had smacked him over the head or something.
"Yes," she said handing over the hat carefully so he didn't spot the thorns inside. "This is for the winner of the quiz. It will need a clean before we present it."
"Oh," Renfield looked at it as t was handed over. "Straight away miss."
Renfield toddled off to get to work washing the hat while murmuring to himself what he should clean it with.
Elizabeta smiled widely. Ryan Noble would no longer get in the way of Malik any longer; only one more thing to do before the quiz.
Ryan was leaning over a book, his head spinning. He couldn't take all this information, not that he would tell Ingrid that. She would cause him havoc if he admitted it.
"Ryan," Ryan heard a woman's voice.
He turned his head to see Ingrid stood by the door a piece of paper in hand.
"Ingrid," Ryan greeted dully.
"I managed to get this," she dumped the piece of paper in front of him and backed away crossing her arms.
Ryan frowned and opened it. "This is..."
"The questions yes," Ingrid said this almost dismissively. "I suggest you learn the answers as soon as possible. I need to return it before Ramanga learns what I have done."
"Right," Ryan muttered and grabbed at a spare piece of paper, getting to work.
"I'm done," Ryan slammed the book, it had been ten minutes and every minute Ingrid seemed to get tenser.
"Good," she said fiercely and snatched the quiz. "You better win this Ryan."
Ryan shuddered as she flitted out. He didn't even notice that the sound of her flitting out didn't sound right because he was so disturbed. Ingrid was a terrifying individual, and the way she said about how he had to win sounded threatening. It was as if she was going to stake him if he didn't win...
Ryan got up to go to the quiz.
Elizabeta shook herself out after turning back to herself. Posing as Ingrid Dracula was not as difficult as it was with some people but because Ingrid was known well by people here she knew that any difference in her would be spotted instantly.
Elizabeta put that thought side and grabbed the nearest quill to scribble down a last question on the quiz.
How many brothers does Count Dracula have? Answer: 3
Elizabeta laughed to herself. The Count was not going to enjoy this question. She was going to make him suffer from now on. She'd have little reminders everywhere of Arta and of course herself. Just to make him feel guilty.
Not to mention it would show Malik did know more than his siblings. After all why would the Count ever admit to his children about what happened with Arta? He wouldn't, it would show weakness and he wouldn't want to show his children that he was weak.
Ryan would die and Malik would be in the spotlight. Then Malik could reveal himself as son of Count Dracula... and then the stakes could come out and the dusting would begin.
Elizabeta just didn't realise that Ramanga had a similar plan.
Finally, I have got this one out of the way. Sorry it's short given it's been so long since I last wrote an outtake.
Thank you for reading and please review!
C
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