Chapter 1: To The Citadel

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It was somewhere around midnight when I heard something or someone burst down the door downstairs. When I heard the door I locked the door in my room and hid under my bed. No one was home, it was just me and my grandpa. It was but he was killed by an alien with a laser pistol. Then I heard the same thing try to break into my door. BANG! I heard my door collapse. At least four people entered. They spoke and as the spoke they were all called either Rick or Morty. If I was correct there were two named Morty and two named Rick.

"A-Are you sure there is a abandoned Morty here Rick?" One of them said.

An older, drunker voice said, "Y-Y-Yes M-M-Morty. This dimensions Rick. C-365 is dead. He was shot by a Galactic Federation soldier via a laser pistol."

I made a short gasping sound and it caught on of their attention. Someone looked under the bed, it was a boy about my age.

"Hey Rick! I found the Morty she's under the bed." He said helping me out from under the bed. At first I could believe my eyes. I saw two men who looked like my grandfather and another boy who looked exactly like the boy.

"Oh jeez, oh man. what the hell is going on here?" I asked my voice shaking a little. The boy who helped me get out from under the bed look at me then back to one of the grandpa-looking men.

"D-Don't worry uh....oh, M-Morticia. I am your Rick from another dimension. And we came from a place call the Citadel of Ricks. Where all variations of Ricks and Mortys exist." He said putting his hand on my shoulder.

"So different versions of myself and my grandpa. That sounds like something he used to talk about you know before he died...." I said looking up at him crying a little.

The others looked at me with sad expressions.

"Don't worry we will f-f-find y-you a new R-burp-ick to live with, but for the time being you are going to have to stay at the Citadel. Just for a little bit." He said picking me up whipping my tears away. I smiled through my sobs. The other Rick opened a portal of swirling green stuff using a strange looking device. The one carrying me went in first, in fear I closed my eyes when we entered.

He tapped my shoulder when we were though, I was clutching his back then I had let go.

"We're here now don't worry. Welcome to the Citadel, Morticia." He said when he put me down. I looked around. The place was huge, there were all kinds of Ricks and Morty's every where. After I looked around I looked up at him.

"A-Are you going to s-stay with me, Rick? I..I...I am really scared right now." I said as I stayed close to him.

He looked down at me and nodded with a small grin on his face. I felt a little safer when he nodded, I hugged him tight before we began walking. I was looking at all the different Rick's each with some kind of Morty to match. That got me thinking; If every Rick has a Morty to match what match was me and my Rick?

"So....Rick do you have a Morty?" I asked him as I tugged on his coat. He looked down at me then up to the sky.

"I had a Morty.....he was taken hostage by an evil Rick and M-Morty. They tried to kill me, but I luckily survived. I wish I could have just one more Morty....so I could take better care of that one." I saw some tears roll down his face. I made him stop and I gave him a hug we were both standing there in the middle of the crowded place crying. Dozen of Ricks and Mortys started to stare but, we didn't care. We knew how one another felt. I glad I get to stay with this Rick. He looked at me one last time.

"Welcome to the Citadel."

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