It's been two years in the making, but finally, an update! sees people faint Can I get some water please? XD

"We're nearing the end of the wormhole, mom," Faith reported. Joyce nodded, sitting at the controls.

"Willow, Xander, take the guns please," she said. "Buffy, get in the fighter. We may not need you out there, but…"

"Better safe than dead. Got it," Buffy said. "C'mon R4. Let's motorvate."

"You've rubbed off on her," Joyce said with a grin. Her other daughter shrugged.

"Someone had to. She's way too up tight sometimes."

"Given her sensitivity, that may be a good thing," Joyce said. Faith shook her head.

"I'm not letting her go, mom. No way, no how. Emperor Palped Ovaltine don't like it, he can kiss my ass."

"Now there's an interesting image," Joyce muttered. "Exiting hyperspace."

"X, Red, lock an' load," Faith ordered through the comms.

"Ready, Faith."

"I'm r-ready. I think. Well, as ready as I can be all things considered…"

"I got ya partner," Faith said with a grin. "Buffy, you in?"

"R4 was just getting locked in. Say the word, sis."

"And the word is…what the fuck?" Faith gasped.

"By the Force," Joyce whispered.

"Faith, what is it?"

"We're right in the middle of a fucking space battle, B. And the little ship's loosing."

"Send me out," Buffy said.

"Not yet, Buffy," Joyce said. "I'll see if I can pick up communications from either…" she stopped, stiffening in her seat. "No," she whispered.

"Mom?" Faith asked.

"Buckle in, all of you," Joyce said, hands flying over the navigation console.

"Mom, what is it?" Buffy asked.

"Vader's on one of the ships," Joyce said.

"That's what that is?" Faith asked. Buffy was quiet. "B, you okay?"

"I'm trying to block him, Faith," Buffy whispered.

"Alone?" Faith gasped. "Dammit, B…"

"Drop the fighter," Buffy said. "Maybe I can…"

"You finish the sentence, B and so help me…" Faith warned. "I ain't dropping you so you can get caught."

"Hold on," Joyce warned as the hit the switch for hyperspace.

"Right," Faith got up angrily. "I'm gonna go beat some sense into my darling sister."

Fighter hold

Buffy leaned against the fighter, shaking violently. God, how could anyone be that…?

"What the hell were you thinkin', B?" Faith demanded as she stormed in, Xander and Willow close behind her. "You really…?"

"Buffy?" Xander asked. Something had gone wrong during there exit, he'd felt something happen, but he hadn't been able to contact her for some reason. "You okay, baby?"

"I couldn't…" she whispered. "I couldn't keep him out. He was just…there and…I couldn't stop him."

"Oh God," Xander breathed, gathering her into his arms. Faith looked at her in shock.

"That's why you told me to drop you," she whispered. Buffy nodded.

"It was like this hand had just…reached into my head. I couldn't keep him out. I was a danger…"

"Why didn't you tell someone?" Willow asked. How powerful was this Vader?

"I couldn't," she whispered. "He wouldn't let me. I felt so…helpless."

"Of all the…" Faith said as she joined Xander. "It's okay, sis. It's okay. Come on. We'd better tell mom to beeline for Dagobah, yesterday."

Dagobah

Yoda looked up as the ship came out of hyperspace above the planet. "Arrived, they have," he muttered, fixing his attention on them, using the Force to direct them.

"You feel that?" Faith asked. Buffy nodded.

"I think he's sending us somewhere," Buffy said, looking through the view port. "Over there. A clearing. Hope the ship doesn't sink."

"Thanks for that vote of confidence, B," Faith said as Joyce brought them down.

"Are you all ready to meet a Jedi Master?" Joyce asked.

"Aren't you a Jedi, Mrs Summers?" Willow asked.

"Call me Janelle here, Willow," Joyce said. "And no. I'm nowhere near Master Yoda's level. It's like comparing an ant to a Bradleys Armoured Tank."

"Ouch," Xander gasped. "That's harsh."

"Don't be so sure about that, baby," Buffy said as they headed out, Janelle at the lead. As they walked down the ramp, they were greeted by a five foot tall green dwarf with pointy ears and a walking stick.

"Master Yoda," Janelle said, bowing deeply. Buffy followed suit. The other three stood back in shock.

"I thought he'd be taller," Xander whispered.

"Size matters not," Yoda said. "Do not judge strength in the Force by size alone. An open mind, a true Master keeps."

"How…?"

"Ears this big, you think hear you, I do not, hm?" Yoda said with an amused tone.

"You'll have to forgive him, Master," Buffy said with a smile. "He's only human," Yoda chuckled.

"Aren't we all, young Padawan?" Yoda commented, looking at Faith. "Hm, such power inside of you. Linked closely to your sister, you are. Yet, not strong enough is your connection. At your age, shield her, you should be able to."

"She was taken from us at birth, Master," Janelle said. "We only just found her not long ago."

"Hm, yes, yes," Yoda said, nodding. "Such trials already you have travelled. More do I sense for you all," he turned to Willow and Xander. "And you two. They will need your help in the times to come."

"We're ready," Xander said.

"Y-yeah," Willow agreed nervously. Even her stripling Force sense could feel what Yoda held in his small frame. "We helped them already."

"Yes, yes," Yoda said. "But are you ready to face the Empire?"

"For Buffy, anything," Xander said.

"Faith and me are partners. I'm not letting her down!" Yoda chuckled at them.

"Such impulsive natures," he said. "And yet, strong, your resolve is. Yes, I believe you are up to it. Work, though, you still need. Encourage your link, we must. Strengthen your bonds, we must. Ready, you think you are?" The four of them nodded. "Then begin, we will."

The next month was a gruelling trial for all four of them. Buffy and Faith thought they were in top condition.

They were wrong. Yoda put them through their paces, his paces and their mother's paces. Faith made a comment about putting them through Angel, Dru, Giles and Doyles paces to make up for them missing out. Yoda said they were too soft and sent them out for another five mile run. Faith kept her mouth after that.

After their bodies were run to their limits, he pushed them further. By the time lunch came, they were exhausted. After lunch, he trained the girls in use of the Force, while Xander was trained by Janelle with a sabre and blaster. Then it was dinner, another run and bed. And sleep. And then up with the sun (not that you could see it) to do it all again. Xander complained once. Master Yoda took his sabre training that day.

He never complained again. For a little guy, he could move.

By the time two months had passed, Yoda's intensive training had paid off. Beteen them, Faith and Buffy could block the old Jedi's attempts to get into their minds, and Willow was much stronger than she had been on Earth and possessed her own lighsabre. As for Xander, his training had taken an unexpected twist, unleashing the left over instincts and skills from Halloween.

"Come, the time has," Yoda said. "Time for you to move on, it is."

"Thankyou for everything, Master Yoda," Buffy said, bowing deeply. The other three followed suit.

"Come along way, you have. Yet, more to learn, you have. Not here, though. No, not here."

"Thankyou, Master," Willow said.

"Yeah, thanks Master Y," Faith said irreverently yet at the same time respectfully, which earned a 'harrumph' from Yoda. Xander merely saluted as they boarded the ship.

"To Dantooine, you must go. There, perhaps, friends you will find," Yoda advised as they loaded up. Janelle bowed again silently as the ramp rose. Yoda nodded as they took off. Good. They were ready. Now, for young Skywalker…