Young Dracula Season 5: Outtakes
Phew… I'm starting to catch up again. Five after this one… That's a lot to get through but I'll manage.
I have been having massive internal debates today, I wasn't sure which of my three options for this outtake to choose, I narrowed it down to two and now I can't pick between them.
I am also trying to resist the urge to rewatch season 1 all over again. I've got it on DVD and because of that I always feel the urge to watch it whenever I feel like I am losing creativity – I feel like that now.
I don't really have an excuse for being late... I've have been busy lately but still isn't an excuse...
I don't own Young Dracula
Markings – based during episode 11 of season 5
"I don't like this," the Count muttered as Piers fiddled with the bat tag remote, and Vlad started scrolling through the tablet.
"You've said that three times now Dad," Vlad told him, his eyes still on the tablet.
"And I'll say it again," the Count added. "Relying on technology, it's not healthy for a vampire!"
"Well, I'm not complete vampire," Vlad pointed out. "And Piers is a breather. Besides you let Ingrid arrange this security. If you hadn't we wouldn't be in this situation."
"I only did it for your safety Vladdy," he told his son. "There are assassins outside and…"
"Shh," he hissed. "We don't have time for this kind of thing. Ingrid's in trouble and we could be dusted any second!"
Piers looked at the Count and Vlad. From the way Ingrid spoke he expected them to agree on everything, but they didn't. In fact they disagreed more than they agreed with each other from what Piers could see so far. The Draculas seemed like any other family, it had its problems but they all loved each other.
And Ingrid wanted to dust the brother she loved, the only brother she had…
Piers frowned. Ingrid couldn't do this, dusting her brother wasn't right no matter what she thought she's gain from it. He's have to convince her otherwise.
The Count and Vlad had started waiting leaning on the table, they were both surprised Renfield hadn't found them yet.
"This is taking longer than I thought," Vlad muttered and turned to look at the entrance to the secret passage by the fireplace. "And Piers hasn't come back with Ingrid yet."
"Vladdy, you worry too much." The Count said dismissively. "Ingrid's a big girl. She'll just drain anything that gets in her way."
"I don't know," he replied. "Since Malik was dusted, Ingrid has been a bit… emotional. Tal may joke about it, but I was serious. Ingrid has taken Malik's death really hard, almost as bad as Will's. She's a mess emotionally, she probably is struggling in there to keep herself together. Like you said, no one knows what is down there. So for all we know she could be scared witless."
"Well never mind that now," the Count said. "I think he's found us."
Vlad turned to the camera still internally worrying about Ingrid, but there wasn't time to panic. That could be left till later.
The UV beams suddenly turned off.
"It worked," the Count exclaimed in surprise and his son gave his a disgruntled look.
"You actually thought it wouldn't?!" Vlad said looking a little irritated. "I thought you had faith in me."
The Count put an arm around Vlad and walked him over to the throne. "Vladdy, Vladdy. Of course I have faith in you. It's just I don't have faith in breather technology."
Vlad rolled his eyes. "Uh huh," he muttered disbelievingly.
"I'd trust you but not breathers,"
"I'm half breather," Vlad pointed out.
"That half breather came from one of the few breathers I trust," the Count responded and Vlad smiled slightly at the mention of his mother.
"Renfield is probably on his way," Vlad said. "Just to check… you know now he's actually more confident he reminds me of his father. It's creepy."
Vlad remembered resurrecting Renfield Senior and cringed at the memory.
"It's a good thing he's gone," the Count agreed. "But this Renfield is harder to get rid of than a cockroach."
"We can't get rid of him," he said stubbornly.
"Well at least let me throw him from the balcony,"
"No Dad," Vlad snapped. "No injuring! He's just been… drugged up. That's all."
"Drugged up and trying to dust us both Vladimir,"
"You still can't kill him," he insisted. "He's saved our lives over and over. We're lucky this is the first time he's decided to stand up. He'd make the worst enemy out of anyone if he'd been like this before now. He knows all of us extremely well, Renfield knows our habits… our weaknesses. It makes us vulnerable. If you can predict your enemy then you can beat them."
"Where," the Count emphasised the word dramatically. "Did you learn that Vladimir?"
Vlad shrugged. "It's just what instinct tells me. I mean if we are going to avoid getting dusted – especially after I turn eighteen – then we need to think like the enemy and from there I can just tell that we make easy targets because we are so predictable. No wonder we've come to being ashed so many times."
The Count shook his head. "You really are growing into your role."
"I'll take that as a compliment," Vlad muttered as he heard the door open and saw Renfield walk in.
I know, I know. This one is a little on the short side. I'm sorry, I just couldn't think of ways of extending it, the gaps in this episode were tiny, so I had to fit this into three of the gaps.
Thank you for reading and please review!
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