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

Chapter 6.5: Understanding

(???) - Mister Overhaul... I'm scared...

(Y/N) - Your highness? ...Lady Olivia? ...LADY OLIVIA!!!

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Y/N P.O.V. Location: Infirmary

I wake up from my memory to find I am in a hospital bed... Mission #295... The only blemish on my mercenary record.

(Moka) - Finally, you're awake.

I turn to see Moka. This should be good... No time for sentiment. Straight to business.

(Y/N) - How long was I out?

(Moka) - Four hours.

(Y/N) - What of Mizore?

(Moka) - Found innocent. Your gamble paid off, Gin did take some pictures of the event.

Perfect. That was all the evidence required.

(Y/N) - Kotsubo. What was his fate?

(Moka) - He was fired. Lost his job. I have my doubts we'll be seeing him again.

(Y/N) - Good. And everyone else?

(Moka) - Kurumu is being restrained by Yukari in favor of your recovery, and Gin is not helping with Kurumu's restraint due to the distrust he generated during the time before your little... episode.

(Y/N) - Got it.

(Moka) - ...I don't like it.

(Y/N) - What?

(Inner Moka) - You are hiding too many things from us. From me. Your counterattack against Ginei that night was calculated. You've followed a strategy like that before. Where, and when?

(Y/N) - No.

(Moka) - ...What?

(Y/N) - I may be friends with you, but I don't owe EITHER of you that information. I'll deal with my pain on my own. It may not be the best thing to do, but I'm not going to let anyone else shoulder my burden.

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Moka P.O.V.

I don't get it. What could make him keep it to himself? He already knows that if his secret gets out, he's sentenced to death and denied a trial. He looks down at his arm, and looks mildly surprised.

(Y/N) - What happened to it?

(Moka) - Broken and Frostbitten. You may not be able to use it again.

He looks at it for a moment, before wrapping his other hand around his arm, just above his elbow.

(Y/N) - Before you ask. It's something I can do with the force that I learned from experience.

(Moka) - Who was the last person who used it?

(Y/N) - Some sith from before the old republic.

His arm rapidly comes apart, and a splatter of blood flecks the sheets, before his arm comes back into existence, good as new.

(Moka) - Does it have a name? The ability, I mean.

(Y/N) - ...Force Overhaul.

(Moka) - What gave you the name idea?

(Y/N) - An old show I used to watch about what reality would be like if just about everybody had a superpower. The main antagonist of season four had a power called 'Overhaul', that allowed him to take anything he touched with his bare hands down to the molecular level, and put it back together however he so chose.