Ch. 4
Anakin stood panting on the platform suspended above lava.
"It's over Anakin! I have the high ground!"
No, no, no, no, no, no, no-
"You underestimate my power!"
Not this- anything but this!
"Don't try it." Obi Wan pleaded…
Anakin didn't- couldn't go through this again… no, no, no, no-
Anakin flew, flipping over Obi Wan and Obi Wan sliced through Anakin's limbs. And then…
Well…
It hurt. Just pure agony… then
Anakin caught fire… and-
It hurt. It hurt so bad. He hated obi wan, and then his master- his friend- his brother turned and left him. Anakin. His padawan, friend and brother… nothing could compare the guilt he felt. A little voice nagged at him, telling him the one person who could have saved him had just abandoned him. He felt trapped. Anakins screamed in his sleep-
Anakin woke up, drenched in sweat, panicked. Instinctively, he reached out and yanked at Obi Wan's force signature- at their bond, before slamming up shields.
Obi Wan was having another nightmare… though this time through Anakin's eyes. His emotions, his pain.
"Don't try it" he begged Anakin. No. He would not relive this again.
Obi wan wrenched himself out of his sleep into the waking world. A few seconds later, Agony slammed through Obi Wan's bond with Anakin, Obi Wan jumped, thinking… Anakin always had nightmares. Plus, Anakin would wake up soon anyways and it was probably another dream about his mom. Anakin needed whatever sleep he could get. Obi Wan didn't want to talk to anakin. Especially after his own nightmare.
A few minutes later, however, Obi Wan heard a blood curdling scream, then flinched and Anakin painfully yanked at their bond, Obi Wan touched his padawan's mind, only to run into rock hard walls. Obi Wan jumped up and ran into Anakin's room.
…
"Anakin! Are you ok?"
"GET AWAY FROM ME!" Anakin shrieked. Obi Wan was violently force-pushed out of Anakin's room and down the hallway, and the door shut and locked.
"Anakin?"
"I… Dont… don't leave…?"
"Anakin- you just pushed me out."
"Please. Do leave me like you…" it was barely there, but there none the less. "Like you did… I want to come back..."
"I won't… and I am so sorry for leaving you."
Automatically, Obi Wan walked forward, and reached out for his apprentice. Anakin got up and backed away. "Don't. Touch me. Don't you dare touch me after what you did to me…" Obi Wan could've sworn he saw a flicker of yellow.
"Anakin, what are you talking about?"
"You know fully well what I am talking about." Anakin sneered, malice just barely masking hurt and betrayal.
"Anakin. I don't. Spit it out."
"Mustafar…" Anakin hissed.
Obi Wan's hand instinctively shot to his lightsaber.
Anakin summoned his into his hand.
they ignited in unison.