Rick and Morty || Oneshots‼️

"Torture" || Rick and Morty Angst

Special thank you to Birdie__ for the request!

Content warning!: This chapter is not for the faint hearted. There will be gore and torture in this chapter. I advise you read another chapter or close the book if you don't like/can't handle heavy gore!
Thank you, enjoy 🫶

3rd person POV

The clock struck midnight, Rick was watching his interdimensional cable while sipping lightly on a beer. Morty was doing god knows what in his bedroom. Beth and Jerry were sleeping. Summer was texting on her phone in the recliner next to the couch Rick was sitting on.

A loud crash was heard from upstairs. Summer jolted at the blast, but remained calm and went back to giggling, kicking her feet, and twirling her hair at some boy she was texting. Rick looked up the stairs. He saw a green glow coming from Morty's direction. He got up and walked up the stairs, itching to investigate as it seemed rather unusual. The green light disappeared and everything was quiet. He walked up to Morty's door, thinking he fucked with one of Rick's many gadgets. Rick opens the door to see an empty room, no Morty to be seen. He frantically looked around for anything. Clues, hints, Morty, you name it. He was searching for something that could give him a head start to what happened to Morty and where he went.

Then Rick remembered the green glow, that green glow could only be from the portal gun. Since he was the only one who invented it, he had a hunch that The Citadel of Rick's had something to do with this. He pulled his portal gun from his coat, shot it at the ground, and jumped in. Soon he was in the Citadel. He made his way to the main place where he knew where the president was. President Morty wasn't too hard to find since.. it was a Morty. He walked in and grabbed President Morty by the collar.

"What'd you do with my grandson mother fucker?" Rick snapped.

"I have no idea what you are talking about, C-137." President Morty smirked.

"I know you did something, and i'll figure it out one way or another." Rick pulled out his gun and bashed Morty's head with it, knocking him out cold.

Rick dragged him into his Garage and down into the hatch. It was dark but only dark enough to not see the wall of the area. President Morty became conscious and blinked a few times before squinting at Rick as he smiled in a devilish manner.

"So, are you gonna talk?" Rick asked.

"Never, won't say a word." The Morty spat out. "I'm not going to spew any information about anyone just like that."

Rick smiled widely as he softly pulled out a pair of pliers from his lab coat. "The only thing you'll be spewing out of that god damn mouth of yours is blood." He snapped.

The Morty's eyes widened slightly, trying to not act afraid. But, he was afraid. He didn't know what C-137 was going to pull. Rick grabbed his head and pulled it back, prying his mouth open with clamps and searching through the boys mouth. He raises the pliers to Morty's face and slowly pulled out one of his back teeth. Morty screamed bloody hell as it hurt so bad. He wasn't crying but it hurt enough to make him tear up just a little. Rick unclamped his jaw and backed up.

"Well?" Rick said, "Are you going to say anything?"

Morty was in shock as one of his Molars got ripped out of his mouth. He was quiet and all he could do was frantically look around. He wriggled in the chair he was in, trying to untie the ropes around his small wrists and ankles. Rick only got angrier as this continued.

"If you aren't going to talk, I'll have to see through another method of getting you to talk, or just kill you... if that's what you want." He snickered pulling out a sharp, thin scalpel.

He held Morty's head back again, this time a machine help hold him still. He screamed as Rick held the blade up to his face. He sliced the side of his face to just see him jump. He squirms but can't move his head away. Rick impales his eye slowly and his eye is free from his skull. Cutting the nerve, he asks once more, "Are you going to talk?" And there was no response, just fear in this once fearless Morty's eyes. Well, eye.

Rick gets more frustrated, "You're never going to fucking talk are you?!" He yells. He stands up and forcefully shoves the eye with the scalpel down the Morty's throat. He turns his back and walks away, grinning at the Morty's silent suffering and choking and he sucks the life out of him. That was it, he was dead. The president of the Citadel ceased to exist.

A few minutes later, Rick appears back at the Citadel with the rotting corpse of what used to be President Morty. All of the Ricks and Morty's were stunned at this. Rick demanded he got his Morty back, in return he'd let him live. A pair of Rick Guards carry an unconscious Morty. Rick drops the corpse as he hold his Morty close and opens a portal back home.

Meanwhile, at the Citadel. President Morty is brought back by one of the Ricks. He's traumatized as of what previously happened. The Citadel was never heard from again and Rick kept a very close eye on his Morty. Everything went back to normal after that night.