A/N: Hellooo everyone! If you know my fanfictions, you know I write really short chapters. I apologize in advance for the cliffhangers! We haven't gotten to the action yet, or the romance, so stay tuned for the next chapter, where teenage Leia meets the awkward Luke and the good-looking Han Solo. Thanks for reading!
"Use the Force, Leia."
"I'm trying, Father." Leia struggled to pull the lightsaber from the table. Even after a day of training, Vader demanded his daughter practice the new Force pull he had taught her yesterday.
"Do or do not, there is no try." the powerful Sith quoted the Jedi Master he had come to know, Yoda. It was a favorite saying of his, and though Vader loathed the Jedi, he agreed with the quote.
Suddenly, the saber flew off the table and neatly into the young girl's hand. She grinned triumphantly, looking up at her masked father. He smiled proudly back down at her, even if she couldn't see his face.
"Well done, Leia, that's all for tonight." Darth Vader took his daughter's hand and led her to her large, comfortable bed chamber, when all of a sudden there was a commotion from the hallway.
"I suppose I cannot tuck you in tonight. Good work today. Sweet dreams." Vader gently pushed Leia inside the room, shut and locked the door, and strode down the corridor, an army of Stormtroopers following close behind.
The 5-year-old sighed. She knew she had to be strong with the force if she wanted to become a powerful leader of the Empire like her father, but Leia just didn't like having to train so much every day. She was still so young!
She got into bed by herself and snuggled into the warm bedding, wishing her father was here to tuck her in. Slowly she drifted off to sleep with dreams of becoming a Jedi.