A teenage girl is running towards the school, dashing like her life depends on it. She shakes her head when she enters the front door and finds a door to the gym. She hurries towards the gym while lifting her long gown, making sure she doesn't trip and loses a single second. As she arrives huffing, a slim lady with a ponytail walks towards, grabbing her hand and mouthing, "let's go". They scuttle towards the backstage that is full of contestants and assistants, finding a place to work on her. As they find a place to sit and operate, the slender lady works on the little girl's face.
"Why are you late, Scarlett? We could've done a lot of things without rushing." the lady said to her as she dabs a skin-like-colored cream onto Scarlett's face.
This is an important night for this young lady, who dreams of becoming a model one day. She always imagines her face being placed on billboards.
"Be ready in 5 ladies!" a man from the crew instructed. All the candidates rush the things they're doing.
Some of the participants gossip because they're done. "Did you know, ten years ago, the queen of Miss Purity disappeared from thin air?" a blonde one said.
"Yes, and there was a rumor that she…." a brunette's addition to her friend's story, but the noise of the host speaking on the stage drowned her out.
The Program started and one by one, each of the contestants enters the stage with dashing outfits, ready to be introduced to the audience. It is now Scarlett's turn. The theme of the first round is animals, and she enters the stage wearing a peacock inspired dress. Scarlett walks with confidence, ready to conquer the world, posing at the end of the platform, hoping to attract more attention. She was going back when she stepped on her gown as she turned. She drops to the floor, face first, but she quickly picks herself up as if nothing happened. After the incident, the program went on smoothly.
Finally, it's time to announce the Ms. Purity pageant winner. Three girls are standing in the center stage, Contestant number #43, who wears a shimmering blue dress, while # 96 wears a deep maroon and a cut on her sides dress to showcase the curve of her body and there is Scarlett wearing a dazzling white dress looking like a bride ready to enter a wedding. Three girls holding each other's hands, encouraging each other. The third runner is candidate #96, who bears a shock face. "Well Folks, time for the 2nd runner-up to be announce….. The 2nd runner-up is…. Candidate...," Scarlett and the other participants grip their hands and they closed their eyes, praying that they will be the winner.
"Contestant... number... 33!" utters the host. "And the queen of the night is # 43! Thank you, folks, and have a good night." Added by the speaker while the supporters cheer with glee.
As the winners wave and blow kisses, while the background music was being played, the host got back to the stage.
"WAIT! I have a announce this incorrectly but," says the host "the Queen of Ms. Purity is candidate #33 and 96 is supposed to be the 2nd runner-up..." The crowd reacts gasp in shock, while the third cheered at Scarlett whose face cannot be drawn because there is suddenly a glittering light appearing in around her. She thinks that this is just a stage effect, that's why she shrugs it off. Scarlett and 96 exchange their crowns and blow their last waves.
After the pageant, the sponsors invited Scarlett to join their after party. Now, she is in the grandest halls that she has ever been to. She is being greeted by an important figure in her community. She saw both of her fellow winners talking to some people, congratulating them. Then she saw her assistant, Betty. Betty walks towards her and starts praising her. Some staff interrupts them, saying that Scarlett will be called and introduced by the organizer. As she was called with other winners, servers started giving them champagne for the toast. When the organizer of the pageant started talking, Scarlett felt cold, as if something might happen. Her thoughts got interrupted by the organizer who said "CHEERS!" They swallow the champagne, feeling giddy as they partied. After trying various drinks, Scarlett settled with the special drinks given to the winning participants. She drinks it with ease until she falls down and closes her eyes.
The last thing she saw before passing out was that the other two winners drop with a thud.
She tries to wake up, but her eyelids were too heavy for her, but took a glance at what's happening to her. Above her were men discussing something serious, and then she passed out. When she woke up, she finds herself tied up. She pulls both of her arms and legs in, hoping that the rope is loose, and she can escape. Eventually she drains her energy and surveys her surroundings, expecting that she is in a familiar environment, but she only notices trees surrounding her, a candle, a night sky, and two boxes next to her. Scarlett tried to jump as she was astonished to hear a muffled noise asking for help inside the boxes. She tried to talk to them but realizes that there's a rope surrounding her mouth to her jaws.
Suddenly, there are people in robes surrounding her. When they got near to her, she could hear them mumbling something. The two boxes beside them screamed loudly, hoping that it is their savior, but boy, they are wrong. Someone released her from the bind and put her on a platform. A marooned cloaked man stands in front of her, speaking in an unknown language for her. He has a baritone voice that is vaguely familiar to her. While she is in deep thoughts, the leader chants something and the crowd follows the man. Two people in white robes pull the human being inside the coffin like boxes. Scarlett's eyes slowly widen as she saw two of her fellow pageant winners, wrapped in chains, struggling to move as they were being gripped by the mysterious beings. The creatures in robes remove the ladies' blindfolds. When they saw the environment, their eyes are being fill by terror and tears.
As they are being placed on the platform, the chanting becomes louder and louder. "We've come to this place to offer the untainted sacrifice every ten years to the one who makes this community successful.
"All hail to the "SEVEN"!" shouted by the man who seems like the leader of this cult.
As the crowd repeated the latter words of their chief. As they returned to chanting, five men in black robes approaches Scarlett. They grab her and lay her down, while ten men grab both other ladies, five people holding them each. All of them are being laid down by the altar like tables. Scarlett was at the deep center table. As the ladies screamed, the one man slit their throat, making their blood drop to Scarlett and her white dress. The screaming stops but is replaced by a gargle-like sound.
Chanting resumed and become louder. The noise abruptly stops. She can only hear the wind and the drops of blood splattering over her. For a minute, she can only hear the deafening silence, but then she is being forcibly pushed by the leader to stand up from laying down. Wiping the blood off her face, she saw crowds of people watching her with weapons in their hands.
Her instincts told her to run, and she dashes away from the platform into the unknown. She runs until she's breathing heavily, she tries not to rest because she felt that she is being followed by the cult.
She was getting tired, leaning tree to tree for support, until she saw a light leading somewhere. She thought it could be a public road leading to her freedom. She ran as fast as she could, abandoning all the fatigue. As she got near the light, she smiles, a smile of hope.
Eventually that hope would be crushed because she saw robed figure aiming a bow at her. She turns but she was shot in the left leg. She turns around dragging her injured leg, but she realizes that she is being surrounded.
She kneels in despair, crying "no" again and again. Finally, a marooned robed man approaches her with a curve blade on his right hand.
"Why?" That was her question. She shouts again with curiosity.
"Because you're a great lady. Every ten years we need to sacrifice to the "Seven princes of Hell" to maintain the popularity of the community and the individual success of the people, we worshipped these idols. They also need a virgin sacrifice who is covered with blood of the tainted in a certain alignment of the planets and moon. As you see, it was revealed by the messenger of our gods many years ago, that this town is blessed by them, and they need something in return to please them. That's why you should be proud that you are being sacrificed for the greater good of this community. Now, the quicker the less the pain you'll feel." explained by the cult leader.
He walks towards her lowering his hood down. It was the mayor. All the crowd copied him and finally showed their faces. All of them were at the afterparty. As she glanced around, she could see her assistant grinning. The mayor slowly raised his hand and acting to slash her neck.
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As the knife got near to her, she noticed as she tried to pray that the shine of moon is quite unnatural. Then there is a glow surrounding her like an orb and there're a floating pink liquid wrapping the golden sphere in the shape of a snake. The cult leader was thrown back when the sphere appeared. Scarlett's body began absorbing all of it. She morphs from a beautiful lady to a devastating blue faced creature with fire-like hair.
She jumps to the mayor with a grin, shredding him with her newly grown nails. She laughs as she minces him up from limb to limb. When she looks up, the crowd stares at her in awe of fear. They panicked, but Scarlett was faster. The monstrous lady tackled one man in a dark blue cloak and shoot an arrow from her hair to all those who were trying to escape.
She bits the neck off of the pageant organizer who was trying to stab her with a sword. She saw that all the people were getting farther away. Hence, she jumps off the ground and upon landing, she releases a huge bomb like bright energy that wiped out most of the frightened cultist.
As the light dimmed, she saw countless bodies that were burned to char. Standing in the middle of the charcoaled bodies is Scarlett looking at her hand in disbelieves and noticing that her skin is turning back from being blue to her original skin color. She glances at her wrist, where she can find an engraving on each of them. On the right was the sign of femininity, a circle with a cross below intersecting it and on the left wrist was a crescent moon connected to a cross below it.
She grins as she walks away, knowing that no one can hurt her anymore because with the help of one goddess and one great demoness, her future predators will now be her next prey.