The shuttle slid smoothly into the black warship. Darth Brat was a good pilot she'd give him that.

"Do, or do not. There is no try," she murmured.

Razzle held out his hand and concentrated on the blaster. Rose grinned and tossed it to him.

"Don't knock yourself out kiddo," Rose plastered on an expression of smug self confidence that she learned from a Corellian pirate turned general.

"Were you ever a x-wing pilot?"

She stood up with fluid grace. "Rogue Squadron. How'd you guess?"

"Only a x-wing pilot would be so cocky in the face of certain death," Razzle replied.

The Sith Lord stood waiting. A living shadow with cold eyes. "So the Bad Wolf…welcome. His voice was even colder than his eyes.

Razzle moved away from Rose to take his place by his master.

Rose blinked. For the last five years she'd had dreams that frequently stared the Game Station, Platform 5 and the Bad Wolf. Dreams that made her cry in her sleep.

She was momentarily flooded with bits of memories that whispered and tugged at her mind like a song from another room she had heard as a child.

I looked into the TARDIS... and the TARDIS looked into me…I am the Bad Wolf. I create myself…

Rose, you've got to stop this! You've got to stop this now! You've got the entire Vortex running through your head, you're gonna burn!

I want you safe... My Doctor…Everything must come to dust. All things…I can see everything. All that is. All that was. All that ever could be.

I think you need a doctor.

Rose pulled out of the faded memories. That was interesting. If she survived she'd look into it. She had a job to do.

"Rose Tyler, Jedi Knight."

"You may call me Darth Demonium," The Sith lord intoned.

Demonium? As in pandemonium?" Rose lifted an eyebrow at her captor. The name sounded like something you call yourself if you were trying too hard to sound lubed.

Rose had to know, "How did you get here?"

Darth Demonium shrugged, "A wormhole near the Hapes Cluster."

A wormhole—that would explain it. They always turned up and made things ten times more difficult.

The Sith Lord looked her over curiously, "You're wondering how I know that name are you not? Bad Wolf?"

Rose shrugged, "It did cross my mind."

"There are stories about you," the Sith explained. "I know who you are. Rose Tyler. Both Sith and Jedi lore speaks of you. A legend half remembered passed from generation to generation."

"Are there?" Rose was confused. How could he possibly know her?

"The stories say you travel through time at the side of the Eternal Man."

Okay. That explained that. She and the Doctor must be due to travel back in time and do something memorable.

"The names for you are many. The Bad Wolf. The Unknown Jedi. Time's Rose…"

She started. Luke had called her Time's Rose during her knighthood ceremony.

"The First Jedi."

Now wait a minute!

"The Mother of all Futures."

Rose's brown eyes widened. Was that stupid Ewok prophesy going to follow her everywhere?

"Jedi Who."

Rose goggled at him.

Naturally, this was when the air filled with a familiar hum and the TARDIS solidified out of thin air. And the door opened.