Morbid {Morty X Reader}

The Riot

Mortys POV

I turn around and bolt for it. Running in any direction to get out of his sight so I wouldn't get killed by this manic. But what did he mean I - well technically the another me - stole someone else's credit for doing something that I didn't even do! It makes no sense! I turn around, stopping in my tracks as I notice the crazy male has disappeared. I start taking deep breathes as I'm out of breath from running so fast.

"Greetings male!" i hear a squeaky voice speak from behind me. I turn around slowly, with my hand on the gun trigger.

"Who are you?" I ask as my hands start shaking. The very tall male who is blue with orange hair starts making his way close to me. "Stay back! Put your hands up!" I shout at him while raising my gun at him, but that doesn't frighten him. He grabs the gun out of my hands quickly and then aims it at me. I put my hands up in defence.

"What the hell? Tell me who you are!" I shout with curiosity screaming through my eyes. But before I knew it, he pulled the trigger and shot me right in the chest. I fall to the ground with a loud groan. He chuckles to himself before walking off with my weapon. My left hand makes it way up to my chest. Thats right! My bulletproof vest! I stand up and start racing after the blue man. i jump on his back and tackle him to the ground.

We end up fighting until the death - as harsh as that sounds. But really... it was an accident I swear!

As we continue fighting, random people appear and start cheering. Before I knew it, it was like a wrestling match and there were almost a hundred people watching and betting on the winner. I couldn't take it anymore so I took out a knife which was on a strap on my ankle under my pants, and stabbed him in the throat. He took his hands off me and put them where the hole in his neck was. He gasped for air but still stood up. He smirked at me before my vision went black.

I woke up tied to a dead tree and a riot in front of me chanting "Burn the human!" continuously. A creature started climbing a ladder to get to my height as I was far off the ground. "L-Leave me alone!! You've got the wrong person!!" I cried. Everyone gasped as they heard me speak. "He doesn't sound like himself!" A creature from the crowd below me shouted to the man on the ladder who was now next to me. The creature on the ladder ripped my eyepatch off and dropped it in shock. Everyone started screaming.

"An impostor!!" The creature yelled and slit my throat. I coughed as cherry red blood started dripping down my chin and onto my already dirty daisy yellow shirt. "You!" I managed to speak. "Tell y/n l/n..... that I'm.... that I'm sorry."

Those were the last words spoken by Morty Smith C-137, the Mortiest Morty of them all.