Grandpa Universe In Multiverse

Chapter 320: Undercity Sadness

Alexander reached the Senate. It was already in session. He went ahead and entered the sitting area reserved for Naboo, Padme Amidala was sitting in it, but she was not a queen anymore but instead a Senator.

She was sitting with Senator Bail Prestor Organa of Alderaan.

"What's going on in this center of the Galaxy where all decisions are made?" Alexander entered.

It spooked both the Senators. "Ah, easy, kids."

Padme recognized him and quickly came up to him and wrapped her hand around his arm. She had met him and was very happy about her upcoming marriage. All because of Alexander.

"How are you, Supreme Grandmaster?" She asked.

"The same as you last saw me. What is going on right now?" he asked as they sat down.

"Oh, they are discussing the war. They say it's going to end soon." She informed him.

"Yeah, with a lot of loss of life too. Look at them, jumping in their seats and cheering for the end of the war. They don't even care about their own people or the republic, they want the war to end because it is affecting their coffers." Senator Bail irritatingly remarked.

"True, they didn't move an inch when the trade federation was at Naboo's throat and now they want to talk about protecting people, hypocrites." Padme huffed.

"Haha, it's all right, All this will end sooner rather than later. Happy days are ahead, believe me." Alexander said.

She smiled and blushed a bit thinking he meant her marriage with Anakin.

"What is the stance of Jedi Order in all this?" Senator Bail asked skeptically. This showed how much the image of the Order had fallen, the Order was being seen as subservient to the Republic.

Alexander scoffed, "Huh, Order does not have any stance. Jedi were meant to be neutral people but they were forced into fighting. Now look, people blame the Jedi for the war. But no more, my students have been exploited enough, they were treated like war machines.

"Now we will truly be neutral and will only fight if we see it is the right thing."

"Is it? Is fighting the separatists the right thing?" He asked back.

"Yes, it is. But the whole situation could have been solved differently. There was no need for a war to start. It is all as if someone wants all this chaos." Alexander said, hinting at him to make him think of the bigger picture.

"Tell me you two, who do you think is the strongest person in the Galaxy at the moment?" Alexander asked the two.

"You?" Padme blurted.

"Haha, flattering me now, are you? Well, I was not talking about physical strength but political strength." He clarified.

She quickly looked at the Palpatine's sitting area, "That would be him."

Palpatine, of course, sensed someone was looking at him. In reality, he had sensed them long ago because he felt the force from Alexander. And his senses were screaming at him, telling him to get up and run away and hide under some rock in a backwater planet.

Palpatine gave a fake smile and nodded at Alexander. Alexander also smiled and nodded back, except, Alexander's smile looked spooky to Palpatine. This made Palpatine so uneasy that he just left the Senate. It seems the sith lord was hit with the realization that he was not as strong as he thought himself to be.

"Correct, Palpatine has absolute control over everything in the Senate. He can do whatever he wants. Now imagine what would have happened if this power were to fall into someone bad's hand? Okay, I'll leave you to think about it. I've got some work to do." Alexander told them and left.

Padme looked at Bail, "Did he just give us a hint that Palpatine is bad?"

Senator Bail shook his head and said, "A Jedi's words are never simple. Let's not interpret them and reach a long conclusion."

Padme took the warning and stopped thinking much about it. She was already secretly pregnant and didn't need more tension now.

...

Alexander walked back to the Jedi Temple but on the gates, he saw a man bickering with the Temple Guards.

"What's the matter?" He asked.

"... Supreme Grandmaster, this man says he has come to meet you. We told him you weren't inside but he won't leave." The guards reported.

Alexander looked at Jango Fett, "Ah, sorry, I forgot I had a meeting with you. Come, follow me in."

He brought Jango to his office, "So, what proof did you gather?"

"There are many audio recordings and plans for attacks. But the best of them is a video in which Count Dooku and Chancellor Palpatine are talking about finding Darth Maul. They both call each other by their sith names." Jango said and displayed the recording.

Alexander was pretty happy with this. To be honest he had sent Jango without much hope and was expecting him to betray him and die later. But the man kept his words.

"I completed my bargain, about my money now." Jango came directly to the point.

"Ah yes, I promised you five billion credits right. With that video let's make it ten billion credits." Alexander praised and started looking for something under his table.

Finally, Alexander put a big briefcase on the table. "Here you go, ten billion credits in total."

Jango opened it quickly, but his face grew a frown, "Wait, these aren't Republic Credits."

"Well, I never said I'd give you 10 billion Republic credits, what do you think I am? You can buy 70-star destroyers with 10 billion Republic credits. These are ten billion Dagobah mud credits. You can exchange them for a few hundred thousand Republic credits which is still a lot of money. You can buy a nice ship or even a luxury apartment in a big high rise building here on coruscant." Alexander explained to him.

Jango had to agree, Alexander had never said he'd give him Republic credits. It was a mistake on his part.

Still, a few hundred thousand was a lot. He can live happily with this much money without ever working again if he wanted to. He picked it up and started walking away.

"Are you sure you don't want more work? This time the payment will be in Republic credits." Alexander offered.

Jango stopped midway and turned around. "What is this job?"

"Sit, it is nothing as dangerous as the previous one. Your job will be to travel the Galaxy and find force-sensitive children or people. If the child is an orphan or in a bad condition, bring him to me, if he has a family, contact me and I will send a Jedi to them. If you find a sith, catch them alive if you can, dead will do too. And if the sith also has a youngling then bring them to me.

"For every force sensitive person you find, I will pay you 100,000 credits. For just an idea, I can tell you that at the moment there are a lot of force-sensitive people in the galaxy but they either don't know about their power or are too young to wield it. The good thing is, you can keep doing your bounty hunting job but you can not take the bounty on any innocent or do any criminal work. You will only catch criminals.

"This will be an always active job as force-sensitive children will keep on being born. You can truly become filthy rich with this deal." Alexander explained his job in depth.

Jango was interested in this job now. 100,000 was already a lot more than any other job in the market. And it all depended on him how much he worked.

"Where do I sign?" He asked.

Alexander took out a golden paper with a smile, "Here, everything is written in the contract."

Jango read it first. There were many clauses that made him unable to ever hurt any good force-sensitive youngling or any good person in the wrong way. There was also a clause that added that his son would also be under the same contract when he grows old enough to start working.

Finally, he signed it. But then the paper shined for a second. "What was that?"

"That, Jango, was a Force Pact. The contract you signed is unbreakable. If you break even a single clause in it then you will immediately die. I will be sending my Unidroid(T-800) with you. He will be helpful in finding force-sensitive people."

Jango really believed that something like a Force contract existed. Because he had felt it inside his body. Something would crush his heart if he broke the contract. He gulped his saliva and nodded.

"Jango, normally I straight away kill bounty hunters/criminals like you but I gave you a chance. Don't waste it." Alexander warned him.

"I will not, thank you," Jango said that much and quickly left.

Alexander sat back down on his seat, *SIGH* "When will Grievous attack?"

...

Undercity Level 1456

This was 3671 below the top layer of the planet. This was a lawless area with extreme poverty.

Currently, there was a big line of people, neatly standing with plates in their hands.

"Okay, everyone come one by one. No need to push, there is enough for everyone." Amy shouted on a loudspeaker.

"Yes, there is enough meat for all of you. All the pretty ladies can ask me for the meat though, I have the best one." Deadpool shouted from another loudspeaker.

Amy angrily went to him and stomped on his foot, "Uncle Wade, no using vulgar language. There are kids."

"Awwww, sorry Amy." Deadpool apologized. He genuinely dotted over Amy for some reason, maybe he was just like that with children, or maybe because he had also seen Amy when she was little.

Some distance away from the two, Mace Windu and Yoda were standing behind a counter with aprons on their body. They poured food on people's plates. They would also sometime use force to entertain some children by levitating spoons.

If it was just these four then it would have been impossible to feed the whole undercity. Which is why Alexander had commissioned ten million more T-800s with different facial features. They were all responsible for tens of thousands of free kitchens. Amy, Deadpool, Yoda, and Mace were just making rounds randomly.

At the table, Yoda stood on the table to pour food as he was very short. Soon a small Zeltron child, no older than 5 came to him while talking to his mother behind him.

"Finarry, shomethhing to eath afther 5 daysh" the small boy cheerfully said.

Yoda heard everything and poured a normal portion on the child's plate.

The child didn't move even after getting his fill, "Uncle Gween, can I hab shome more?"

Yoda's eyes turned sad. It was rare for him to not be able to control his emotions.

He smiled back, "Have all you want, you can, little one."

Yoda poured more into his plate. Then his mother came, "Thank you for giving us the food. I am sorry he asked for more, he thinks he won't get food for another 5 days so he wants to eat as much as possible." the mother Zeltron explained.

"It is fine, we have a lot of food." Mace chimed in. Even he was feeling bad for the child and the woman. The Zeltrons were a near-Human species, Most of them were considered highly attractive by Human, near-Human, and even some non-humanoid standards. They were also known for being extremely gullible.

This also made their females highly sought after targets of slavers. And from the wound marks on the woman's skin, Mace could understand that she was probably a former slave.

Then Yoda suddenly reached his hand forward and healed all her injuries, "Worry not, child. Good days are coming."

Yoda had heard this from Alexander many times and also believed that the Supreme Grandmaster must know something for him to say that again and again.

The female Zeltron thanked him repeatedly and went to eat with her son on the roadside. She smiled seeing her son happily eating and nearly cried out, but she controlled her tears so as not to sadden him.

Yoda and Mace were very receptive to the emotions around them. They looked at the whole line and saw that there were many more who were most likely in the same situation as the mother and son they just talked to.

*Sigh* Yoda sighed and looked at Mace, "Supreme Grandmaster send us not to feed. But to teach us."

Mace nodded, "Yes, to show us that we, the proud Jedi, the keeper of peace have failed so miserably in doing our duty."

"So many smiles lost due to poverty under this dark forgotten part of the Galaxy," Yoda commented while looking at the dark underground ceiling. It was rare for him to not mess up his sentences. This only meant he was being very serious.

Soon they started giving food again, but now they looked even more passionate than before in doing it.

[There are already places on earth that are worse than the deep Undercity of Coruscant. Makes me doubt we will ever even reach the spacefaring era.]

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