Earth 1138
Palpatine smirked as he settled behind the desk of his new office, only a mouse droid who was cleaning away keeping him company. it had all worked out perfectly. The foolish girl queen had done the vote of no confidence and he'd been elected chancellor. He'd tried to stall her from leaving, of course, as her staying and the people of Naboo suffering would have worked perfectly to have them eventually lead the Seperatist Movement he was creating. Oh the tragedy of his own home planet abandoning the Republic... but it show how... dedicated... he was to preserving it that he stood against his own people.
But she had left and that had forced him to change plans but-
Here is the thing about the Force. Yes, it can warn of danger... but only to a point. A split second reaction. Except for the rare moments of visions most Force Users only got a moment of warning, little more than a scream a second sooner than most, to tell them of danger. And even then the danger had to be planned. A Force User couldn't feel lightning suddenly striking from the sky.
Palpatine was planning on this. His entire plot, Order 66 and the perfect Jedi Trap, required for the Jedi to be focused on so many other things that they weren't prepared for the sudden attacks that would come against them.
Here is the thing about The Force.
Those that use it, despite what they might claim on either side, always focus on other Force Users. There are them and there is everyone else and everyone else doesn't matter.
Here is the thing about the Force.
Droids can't tap into it.
All of this explains why Palpatine only has a microsecond, a slight flare of DANGER, before the Mouse droid that had rolled up to him exploded, the Thermal Detonator going off at point blank range.
And even for the Lord of the Sith... there is little the Force can do when its user is flash fried to a skeleton within the blink of an eye.
The Jedi will investigate heavily. That is the irony of it all. They will search out Palpatine's killer even though they should praise him and damn the dead man. If he was able to Palpatine would have cackled over it. But… the Force is a funny thing. The Dark Side isn't a piece of the Force but rather those that were blessed twisting it and brutalizing it in order to get what they desire. And the Force… it remembers. So that when one enters it they face all the good and the ill they did.
Palpatine in one moment is savoring his coming victory. The next his twisted soul is being forever torn apart by those that have waited for their vengeance. And as they claim their piece of him he feels agony that changes every moment, so that he can never get used to it. And in his ears he hears the wails of the Dark lords that came before him… cursing him for his failure.
The plans of countless Sith, for over a thousand years… are reduced to dust because of a droid and a man without a lick of Force powers.
Miles away from the Senate building… Edlin Keyoos smirked behind his beskar helmet.
"So... what was that about?" Jango Fett asks the foundling he discovered 10 years previously, arms folded over his chest. Behind him Zam, Cad Bane, and a collection of Bounty Hunters all stared in shock at Edlin's handiwork. He had asked them all to come and witness his magnum opus. They'd assumed he was pulling off a bounty from a secured prison. Instead they just watched him murder the most powerful man in the Republic.
"Oh... just making the galaxy more interesting," he stated with a casual shrug. "Now then... let's go get you the Darksaber, pop. I think its time the New Mandalorians learned how things SHOULD be run."
Introducing the Chaos of Earth 1138- Edlin Keyoos. Bounty Hunter. Mandalorian. Advisor to Jango Fett, the newly reinstated King of Mandalore.