When Kora Welsh passed you in the hall it was only natural that you stare, enchanted by her beauty, it was also natural to feel a deep sense of longing when she left your sight. Which is why Matt Mitchell was desperate to talk to her, no longer would he watch in vain as she shyly walked down the halls. He wanted her and he was going to have her, no matter what.
When he approached Kora at lunch he was not expecting her to be alone, thankfully for him, she was. "Kora, I was wondering if you had anything going on tonight? I was thinking that maybe we could hang." Matt spoke confidently, though he was terrified she would reject him.
"I'm actually going to explore a cave I found the other day, but I would love some company." The golden-haired beauty spoke softly as she smiled. She would finally have some company in the dark dreary cave system she so often explored. "We could meet in front of the school after class and I'll show you!" Kora spoke excitedly.
"Yeah, that sounds great!" Matt could not believe it, not only did she accept, she was excited about it. He began to think he just might have a chance with her. Kora, however, hand different plans.
~Time Skip~
"I found this place a while ago but didn't have time to go in so I'm not quite sure what's in there. But now that your here I don't have to worry, right?" Kora's voice was like honey and her smile like sunshine, Matt couldn't help but nod and reassure her. "Of course, I'll even go in first!" He exclaimed, turning on his flashlight and entering the cave.
Once inside the cave Kora's gentle smile became a menacing smirk. "Foolish mortal! You fell so easily blind to my plan to lead you here. Pathetic." The once sweet and innocent girl became a woman so beautiful she gave off a golden glow, her once pink lips now the color of blood.
"W-what are you?!" Matt yelled, terrified at the girl's sudden change. "I am the goddess Aphrodite and you are my lunch." Suddenly the room was lit by torches and sitting in the middle was a stone table, stained with blood. Aphrodite produced a knife from her sleeve and beckoned him closer to the table, which young Matt had come to realize, was exactly like the ones he learned were used for ritual sacrifice in Greece.
"Με την ομορφιά της βρίσκεται η δύναμή μου! Με την πονηρή ψέμα μου το κουράγιο! Αποδεχτείτε αυτό το δώρο της καρδιάς της παρθένας μέσω της θυσίας του αίματος κάποιου! Μπορεί η Αφροδίτη να κυριαρχήσει αήττητη!" She chanted, slicing her hand and holding it over a goblet.
Matt, in his trance, did not fight her when she poured the contents of the goblet down his throat, nor did he fight her when she led him to the table and ate his beating heart.
The End

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Ritual Sacrifice(COMPLETED)
Horror#TwistTheCliches Kora has always been a quiet girl of immeasurable beauty, basking in the love people showed her. Matt has always been a loud boy of immeasurable popularity, thriving on the attention he got with every touchdown made. What happens...