- The Fire -

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''YOU WERE THE CHOSEN ONE!'' Obi-wan shouted down at what was left of Anakin Skywalker.

''IT WAS SAID THAT YOU WOULD DESTROY THE SITH - NOT JOIN THEM!'' Who writhed at the bottom of a slope of black sand, at the edge of a lava river on Mustafar.

''BRING   BALANCE TO THE FORCE - NOT LEAVE IT IN DARKNESS!''Their exhausting duel had taken them far from the landing pad where Padme's shuttle had landed, and where Anakin had used the force to choke his seemingly traitorous wife. But now, the duel was over. And with one swift strike of his lightsaber, Obi-Wan had severed all limbs but his  right arm from his former Padawan. 

As Anakin struggled to raise his head from the smoldering sand, his eyes blazed with rage, and anger as he glared at Obi-Wan.
''I wont die like this, ... I'm still stronger than you...'' Feeling the intense heat   permeating his torn tunic, Anakin had noticed his lightsaber, a few feet away. Too stunned and dazed to use his powers, he watched with rage as his former master bent down to pick up the lightsaber; and took it with him as he began walking up the slope. 

''I HATE YOU!'' Anakin roared, keeping his eyes focused on the departing figure. Obi-wan stopped in his tracks and turned one final time, to face the ruined, seething monster.
''You were my brother Anakin, ... I loved you.''


Anakins clothes caught fire, his screams filled with anger, and pain, not as any entirely helpless creature. His instinct was to role and put out the flames, but because of his wounds, and the red hot stones beneath his ravaged head and torso, all he could do was, ...Burn. And burn. 




Obi-wan left Anakin, to die.

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 09, 2017 ⏰

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