Hello my loyal peeps!

Okay, while you might be a bit disappointed at this just being a preview, but here's the thing. The Jeanne chapter is going to be my LONGEST chapter yet. It was also be my most complex and quite possible, most darkest chapter yet. I won't minx words, what you all are about to read is going to be VERY disturbing.

No i am not kidding here, this chapter is going to be, by far the most twisted and disturbing one iv'e written yet. So much, i'm beginning to wonder, what the hell is wrong with ME?! Why in the hell, is all this dark shit in my head?! And more importantly why the hell am i writing it?!

Well i guess it doesn't matter, as i choose to write this and you all choose to read and fav it. Now onto a more important note, the reason i'm writing this little preview is simple:

This is going to take a while to do, never mind the fact i have TWO chapter to do in one, this will be my longest chapter yet. Again, already said it, just wanted to make sure everyone is on the same page here. So hopeful, this'll satisfy you all for the time being. So as always i don't own Fate.

So please read, review and "What the fuc-BOOM"

Chapter 7 Preview: Jeanne The (Un)Holy Maiden

Jeanne put her hand over her mouth in shock, setting the news paper down and sitting down on a plush chair. Another murder and this time, it was even more gruesome then the last. She put her hands together in order to pray for poor Sakura's soul.

Good lord above, first Kiyohme gets killed, then Artoria, Shiruo, Tiga, Irisviel, Olga, Medea and now even SAKURA?! Who was this killer and what did they gain form all these brutal killings?

The only real connection they all had to one another, was her best friend, Xero. Her eyes widen in shock,"What if the killer is after Xero? But why?"

If so, what benefit did they have for killing Jeanne's own doctor. The man who had helped her out of the psychiatric ward and helped her get over her desire for Xero's blood. Hell the man even helped Jeanne be rid of HER.

"But what's the connection?"

As Jeanne began to think it over, she heard it.

Something she had long since forgotten and one she wished to never hear again.

"Hehehehehe"

Jeanne bolted up in shock, looking around widely. There was no way someone would be able to get into her home. Despite being without family, her parents left her with enough money to last a lifetime. But that wasn't what concerned her, how in the hell did someone get into her well defended home? After a few seconds of silence, one which drive the blonde mad, she finally spoke.

"Somebody there?"

As if waiting for her voice, a new one entered the large mansion. It was dark, cold and very twisted to Jeanne's ears,"Somebody is."

Jeanne nearly jumped back, once again looking for the owner of the voice but found nothing.

"Who said that?"

She asked, sweat running down her face.

"Don't play innocent with me."

The dark voice all but growled, all traces of playfulness gone just as quickly as it came. This made Jeanne slowly move into the living room, still looking for the onwer of the voice, as the voice spoke again,"You've know all along Jeanne. Don't tell me, you've forgotten all about little old me."

The sweat become heavier on Jeanne, as she could have swore, there was no way it was HER!

Was there?

No, it was impossible, SHE was gone, buried, forgotten. Never the less, Jeanne looked around the living room, before she asked,"Where are you?"

The voice came back, once more playful again with a scornful undertone to it.

"Follow the cold shiver, running down you're spine."

Jeanne's eyes darted all around, before landing on a display of old wooden masks. Her eyes, once again darted form each one, trying to see which was real and which wasn't, when the dark voice came back again.

"I'm right here."

The blonde wiped around and froze, staring at the large full length mirror. It wasn't the mirror that made her gasp in shock, it what she saw inside it that made her gasp in shock and caused her to blurt out,"I... don't understand."

"Of course you do, you've known all along it was ME."

Inside the mirror was Jeanne and wasn't. Only this Jeanne had long SLIVER hair, instead of her regular bright, golden blonde hair and her skin was unnaturally pale. Her eyes were a bright gold and there was a semi-permanent scowl on her face. In addition the other Jeanne wore a very skimpy dress that showed off her buxom body.

Jeanne tried to move, to look away, but she couldn't. Even as the other Jeanne gained a dark and evil smile,"Did you think it was coincidence? All you're...rivals getting killed off, one by one? In such a brutal fashion too? What's more, all the good things happening to you, ONLY for you, Jeanne? Such as the chain of events that have released you form that damn psych ward and that foolish doctor, the one trying to chain US down?"

"...Us? What do you mean by that?"

The other Jeanne merely smirked, as she held up today's paper(What, when did she get it?) and Jeanne looked at the headlines. Ones that made her gasp again:

"Renowned doctor killed in car accident."

A shiver ran up Jeanne's spine, as an ice cube dropped in her stomach, realisation dawned on her,"You killed him...no it was YOU! You killed them all!"

"WE, killed them."

The other Jeanne bit back, very harshly, making the lighter one squirm under her dark gaze. Despite this, Jeanne managed to get out very weakly.

"We?"

Once more the darker Jeanne smirked knowing,"Don't you remember? Poor little Kiyohme squealing? Or perhaps Olga's disgusting blood? Or even recently, Sakura's pleading and begging for mercy?"

"No...No, no, no, no, no."

Jeanne back away, tears running down her face, as JALTER merely laughed,"OH YES. And this...this is only the beginning."

Done.

Okay, again, hopeful this'll hype everyone up for the next chapter. Stay safe and healthy out there, everyone!

Devil out!