Authors note: Ok, I've never tried to write something so action-y and one of the coolest scenes from the movie, no less, so I wasn't quite sure how to approach this. I think I could've done a better job, but I wasn't quite sure how to. So please please PLEASE leave some suggestions and comments so I can do a better job on the next chapter!
Obi-Wan closed his eyes for a split second, bracing himself. The moment he opened them, he saw Anakin rushing at him, fury in his eyes. Casually lifting his lightsaber, he blocked most of the strikes Anakin threw at him. Inside him he was actually unquestionably nervous and frightened, realizing how strong his former Padawan had become. He had seen with his very own eyes how he had choked Padme without hesitation. If he was so engulfed by the dark side he could simply murder his wife without question, what would Obi-Wan, the one he blamed for turning Padme against him, be considered on his hate scale? He realized this wouldn't be an easy task, but he tried not to let his fear show. Anakin would see it and use it to his advantage.
Obi-Wan now used his full concentration to sparring. He couldn't attack just yet. Although he knew he had the experience, Anakin was definitely the stronger of the two.
There was no time for words, they were fighting at a pace where it was hard even to get a breath in. Instead, their lightsabers did the talking for the both of them, the buzzing hum and the constant zaps from when the two forces met playing a melody of its own. Up, Right, down, up again, left, right, across, back down…Obi-Wan had no time to think. He simply followed what his reflexes did. He knew one pause could cost him his life. He couldn't let Anakin win now. Twirling round and round, the clash of blues formed an ever spinning between them.
Anakin pushed forward with his attack vigorously. He knew he was stronger than Obi-Wan. Pressing his attack, he managed to force Obi-Wan backwards until he was almost at the edge of the ledge they were standing on. Their lightsabers hummed and clashed, with each new strike Obi-Wan took one more step towards the edge.
Obi-Wan's face was dripping with sweat. Sometimes he even forgot to breathe, so intense was the attack Anakin was making. He knew he was getting closer to the edge, but he couldn't attack Anakin just yet. Forcing himself to stop thinking and try and defend himself, he gritted his teeth and let his body take over. He knew one wrong turn was all it took.
Anakin swung his lightsaber with all his might in an elegant sweep, aiming for Obi-Wan's neck. He immediately ducked and Anakin felt his lightsaber swooshing into thin air. He turned round quickly to block a slash, then attempted a lunge. Obi-Wan neatly blocked it and pushed the sword away. Without thinking, Anakin raised his leg and kicked Obi-Wan straight in the chest. He watched his former master fly up in the air and quickly transferred his lightsaber into his other hand.
Obi-Wan, gasping slightly from the kick to his chest, still managed to twirl gracefully in the air and land on both feet, panting. Crouched down, he saw Anakin raise his lightsaber in front of him and advance his attack. Obi-Wan almost marveled at his former Padawan's skill. Anakin was surely stronger than any Sith. He even began to wonder if Master Yoda would be a considered match for him. But before he could ponder on it, he saw a flash of blue coming down from above his head and he quickly got back into focus.
Anakin was furious beyond any form of measurement. It was if he was giving off heat from his very own body, such was his loathing. Every blow he struck, Obi-Wan managed to block, but not without a loud grinding zap. Every attack he made contained all his strength and he sensed Obi-Wan beginning to weaken. Anakin felt a bloodthirsty satisfaction at knowing it wouldn't be far till the end.
With every blow his lightsaber received, Obi-Wan felt a slight jolt running up his hand to his arm, to his body. He could sense the anger and hatred flowing from his former apprentice. It had been the same that had flowed from his when he had been fighting Darth Maul back on Naboo, with his dying Master's lightsaber. But it was that fury and pure, utter loathing that had enabled him the motivation to destroy Darth Maul. Obi-Wan knew he couldn't hold on for much longer if Anakin was in this state.
They were on a bridge now, overlooking the lava bubbling around them. Although Obi-Wan was the one retreating, he held his ground firmly against Anakin's elaborate and dangerously elegant moves. Anakin twirled his lighstaber round forward, turned his back and plunged it backwards, aiming straight for Obi-Wan's stomach. Pushing it away, Obi-Wan attempted a neck strike, which Anakin calmly ducked under and blocked with a shunt. It was almost as if it was a dance-their lightsabers furiously twirling and twisting in time to the buzzing hums given off by every swoosh and strike-their own bodies whirling around in time to the rhythm of the duel. An elegant wave of movements, flowing like the viscous lava flowing down all around them.
Once again Anakin was pushing Obi-Wan backwards with his surge. Now they were inside a corridor, leading to one of the power control rooms. The furious hum of the lightsabers echoed in the small area, and pieces of metal flying from the walls where someone's saber had struck by accident flew past Anakin's ear. 2 glowing flashes of blue were twirling round and round, like a horizontal tornado. Anakin was getting tired of this. Glaring, he continued the assault, feeling the dark side of the Force running through his body, giving him strength. Sparks flew down from the walls like electric rain, hitting their lightsabers with a soft fizz.
Obi-Wan struck his opponent's lightsaber down and leaned in close to Anakin, as to attempt a grapple. But Anakin caught him from the back and Obi-Wan barely had time to turn around before he found himself in a saber lock. It was by pure chance his saber had been there at the right place and right moment. Feeling Anakin's hatred pour into the force he was injecting into his push, Obi-Wan only had his physical muscle power to try and get a hold of his own. He did not hate the boy, as Anakin hated Obi-Wan, on the contrary. He kept trying to remind himself it was his fault all along, and the boy's death, and his fall of the dark side, would be his to blame and his alone. He would rather have plunged himself into the lava than murder the boy he thought of as his son. But he had no choice. He was the last hope-the only hope, there was, for democracy to remain in this galaxy. Deciding to let this one go, he released his grip and lightly twirled his lightsaber around, letting Anakin stumble.
Anakin struck back without hesitation. Sweeping his lightsaber across in a horizontal arc, he was unaffected by Obi-Wan's block and easily lifted it up to strike from above. He knew he was in full control and Obi-Wan could only defend himself. Any form of offence would only ensure his former master's death, he was sure. He twisted round, his lightsaber wildly swinging round behind him. He turned back to face his opponent. Obi-Wan's face seemed to have aged 50 years within the last few minutes. But although it was grave, Anakin was furious to see there was no sign of giving up of weakening. With a curving sweep Obi-Wan took his first step backwards into the control room.
Using the force to quickly shift him to the side with incredible speed, Obi-Wan paused, trying to take a quick breath. It wasn't even 5 seconds before Anakin caught up with him, even more rage in his eyes. Anakin quickly struck his lightsaber to the left, where it was met by a zap-then towards the right where it was met with air. Every move that Obi-Wan managed to dodge or block only heightened his already raging hatred. The sound of zaps and loud hums continued to fill the control room. Obi-Wan attempted a low sweep, but stumbled as his foot caught the body of one of the separatist leaders on the floor. Anakin seized his chance and Obi-Wan barely had a chance to blink before Anakin's lightsaber came crashing down towards him. Knowing his life could end right there and then, Obi-Wan raised his own lightsaber and thrust it with all his might at the advancing flash of blue. A deafening hissing fizz was soon replaced by a loud crash as both lightsabers, dealt with maximum power hit one of the control stations. They were both blown backwards in a cloud of white smoke and sparks of ember.