Luke awoke with a start in the night after the Death Star-Celebration. 
Before his bed was the shimmering blue form of Ben Kenobi. 

"Ben, is it really you," whispered Luke in an uncertain voice. 
"I thought you were dead." 

"I am, but then I'm one with the Force now. It allows me to appear in this 
form to you," explained Ben. 

"That's good. So I'm not on my own to learn to become a Jedi?" 

"No Luke, there is still one Master, the best I have ever known, to train you," 
the old man answered. Luke let out a sigh of relief. 

"You have to go to Dagobah and train under Master Yoda. He will teach you all 
what you need to know." Ben instructed. 

"Dagobah where is that? I've never heard of it." Luke wanted to know. 

"You have to follow the Force, it will lead your way," Kenobi explained 
patiently, a kind smile on his translucent face. 

"But Ben?" 

"Yes Luke?" 

"What about the Rebellion, Leia and Han? They'll need me." Luke felt unsure of 
which wish of his heart to follow and this was apparent on his youthful face. 

"They will have to look after themselves for a bit longer. You are of more use 
to them when you are trained in the way of the Force." Ben told him. 

"But you can help them to evacuate this base," He tried to lighten Luke's heart, 
but also gave him a stern warning. "The Empire will soon attack, Luke. 

After final instructions to rest, Ben Kenobi vanished from Luke's view. 




The next morning on his way to inform Leia about his plans, Luke saw Han and 
Chewie in some kind of argument. 
Luke quickly hurried over to them to find out what the problem was. 

"Oh no, Chewie," Han shouted. "We ain't staying with the Rebellion. That's just 
suicide." 

Chewbacca growled something back, but Luke couldn't understand what, as his 
grasp of the Wookie language wasn't the most stellar. 

"Did you forget the bounty on our heads? Well, I haven't," Han reminded. 

"Hey Han, what's wrong," Luke asked. 

"That furball wants to stay with the Rebellion but I don't. I changed my mind 
since yesterday. I won't mix up with them." 

Chewie roared something that didn't sound particularly complimentary. 

"Look, I really don't like the Empire, but the Rebellion can't stand against 
it," Han declared. 

Chewie rumbled something in return. 

"No we'll not come back after we paid off Jabba. I don't want to get rid of one 
bounty by an villain just to get top of a new list of one even more evil and 
powerful," Han decided. "Luke'll stay and help 'em," he tried to convince the 
upset Wookie. 

"Nope," came Luke's short statement. 

"What? I thought you were all excited about being with the Rebellion and 
piloting starfighters. Well, at least you prove to have some brain and come with 
us. See Chewie, even Luke won't stay." said Han with triumph in his voice. 

"No Han, I can't come with you either. I have to find a master to continue my 
training as a Jedi. Then I can help the Rebellion more effectively," 
Luke explained. 

"That's plain stupid,Luke. There aren't any more Jedi and that's for a reason. 
There were many of them, thousands. 
They couldn't do anything, they got slaughtered by the Empire. Why do you think 
you can change anything by becoming a Jedi, even if you can really find one 
still living," Han argued. 

"I have to try. Ben said it's my destiny, the will of the Force." 

Chewie growled low and sadly. 

"Yeah, you're right pal, who will have an eye on her Highnessness? I didn't pull 
those stunts to rescue her, only to see Princess I-know-better-than-you get 
herself into an even bigger mess. And who was that old man that he thought he 
knew how to live your life," Han demanded furiously. 

"He was the master of my father, Anakin Skywalker," Luke answered. 

"Oh yes, I remember that name. From what I know, he was one of the first who 
died," Han said in a sarcastic voice. 

"He trained Vader, too." 

"What?? That crazy old fool, so we've to thank him for Vader," Han exploded.