Truth of Soul. (A Rosario+Vampire x Jedi Male Reader fanfic.)

Chapter 33: Duelist's Dance

Y/N P.O.V.

Just about everything could go wrong now.

Both of Moka's older sisters approach me, apparently with the intent to kill. Igniting both blades on my saber, I approach the tan one.

She lunges forward, her sharpened arm outstretched. I bat her aside with my saber, and cut off her arm at the shoulder. It almost immediately begins to grow back from the burnt stump as she gets to her feet.

(BD-1) - (OKAY, THAT'S A BIT FUCKED.)

(Kahlua) - You like it? It's one of the special abilities of the Vampire race. An accelerated healing factor.

(Y/N) - ...You're regrowing you arm. You call that 'accelerated'?

(Akua) - I call you 'distracted'.

Realizing I've turned my back on arguably one of the more dangerous people I've ever met, I immediately pivot on my heel, only to just barely dodge a hand that was either intended to pierce me, or cut me in two.

(Akua) - But you're light on your feet. I'll give you that.

(Y/N) - One of the first things Master taught me.

(Akua) - Did your Master teach you how to defeat Vampires?

(Y/N) - No...

She lunges forward in another attempt to puncture me. I circle around behind her, and take the glass bottle of water from my supply bag, and break it over her head. She drops to the ground, writhing in agony as electricity dances across her body.

(Y/N) - ...I picked that up on my own.

I look towards Kahlua, and look back, noticing the fountain in the center. Rushing toward it, I carve a hole in the outer wall of it, allowing the flowing water out of it's confines. It rushes toward the tan vampire. The fact that she didn't even flinch or bother to back up should have worried me. 

It sweeps past her feet, splashing onto her legs. I expected her to crumple to the ground like her sister, yet she remains unaffected.

(Kahlua) - ...Was that supposed to do something?

(Y/N) - ...Of fucking course it was herbal. Why would the vampire living here have one of his key weaknesses sitting in the middle of the damn courtyard?

(Akua) - You should have considered that earlier...

She attempts to fillet me again. I sidestep, just barely being grazed by a flickering blade of magic. She might not be able to hold that for much longer. She's still drenched by my previous attack. I can feel the agony and rage practically rolling off of her.

(BD-1) - (Geez, she's tenacious! You alright?!)

(Y/N) - I'm fine! Save your stims, we may need them later!

They both stood as equal threats, until Akua let her guard down and got soaked. 

Water inhibits a vampire's powers, meaning Akua is currently playing the hand with a deck very lightly stacked in my favor. 

Time to stack it some more.

I rush towards Kahlua, trying not to give her any reaction time. I stretch my hand out, preparing an overhaul. My hand pierces her dress and her flesh, my fingers wrap around her sternum. As I prepare to make my opponent's life a lot harder, she raises her malformed arm in an attempt to cleave me in twain. Just as I ripped out and disintegrated her torso from between her head and lower body, she managed to cut my arm off before the molecules became undone.

Her head and lower body fall to the ground, and she begins to regenerate again. From her head this time.

It's going to take a lot longer to regenerate the whole body than it would be to do so for just an arm. Thinking quickly, I deactivate my saber, place it back on my belt, reach into my bag, and chuck another bottle at Akua before she can pierce another part of my body. It shatters on impact, dousing her once more, causing her to crumple to the ground, unwillingly curling into the fetal position.