A New Vader
Anakin watched him from above. Except he wasn't Anakin Skywalker anymore. He was Darth Vader, a Sith Lord.
Obi-Wan had fought Anakin for the last half-hour or so. Now, he stood atop a the hill, where at the bottom behind him was a lava river. Anakin was in a metal scaffold, about ten feet away from Obi-Wan Kenobi.
"I should have known the Jedi were plotting to take over," Anakin told him.
"From the Sith! Anakin, Chancellor Palpatine is evil!" Kenobi lashed back at him. He felt Anakin's hatred building up.
"From the Jedi point of view!" Anakin replied. Anakin stared him down. He could tell Anakin was going to jump at him.
"Anakin, don't try it. I have the higher ground," he told him. But it didn't seem to do any good. He heard Anakin's voice get deeper.
"You underestimate the power of the dark side!" Anakin yelled. Kenobi heard Anakin jump, and turned quickly, swinging his lightsaber to block Anakin's. But it didn't. Instead, Obi-Wan's lightsaber connected with both of Anakin's legs at the knee. Before Anakin could hit the ground, Obi-Wan swung his lightsaber, cutting off Anakin's left arm at the elbow. Kenobi heard Anakin scream in pain as he rolled down the black sand, heading towards the lava.
Vader screamed as he tumbled down the slope. He hit the bottom hard, and started rolling towards the lava. Doing all he could think, he dug his fingers on his right hand( which was mechanical)into the hot sand, trying to stop himself from going into the lava. He slowed to a stop literally right next to the lava river.
Slowly, he raised his head. He saw his glove that covered his mechanical hand beginning to burn, since the sand he was laying on was very hot.
"You were the Chosen One! You were supposed to destroy the Sith, not join them! You were supposed to bring balance to the force, not leave it in darkness!" Vader heard Obi-Wan scream. He looked at Obi-Wan and felt all his anger building up, all his hate and rage. Except he couldn't release all that energy. He couldn't even move.
" I hate you!" he screamed. He reached out his arm, and grasped the ground, trying to pull himself up. Suddenly, the sand slipped, and he slid backwards. And, as Obi-Wan was picking up Vader's lightsaber, the bottom of Vader's clothes dipped in the lava, and burst into flames. Within a second, the flames had surrounded his body, the fire eating away at his skin, the smoke filling and burning his lungs.
As he screamed in pain, horrible pain, he heard Ob-Wan speak.
"I loved you like a brother, Anakin, but I will not help you,"he said. And, if there was any bit of Anakin Skywalker left in him, and good, it was gone. He was now Darth Vader, and always would be.