Simply FORGOTTEN (Rick Sanchez x Evil Morty)

Ch. 16 The Beginning

"Aaaaaaaaaah!!!! Please s-st-stop!!!!! Stop it p-please! I'll tell u what you w-want to kn-know!!" The Rick yelled crawling to his knees, blood dripping down his body and eye, leaving no clean skin to be without red. The dark small room which had two guard Ricks and the Rick on the floor had the strong smell of blood. The council guard hoisted the man up which made him yell and writhe in pain. They slammed him down into a chair and clamped his hands and legs to the chair to keep him from moving. "Wh-what the fuck d-do you want f-from me?!" He growled angrily and tried to move.

"Your to see the president for your -urp- crimes." A Rick guard replied implanting the Rick in the chair with a chip and a mark of the council logo. "I was supposed to become one of -urp- you! Why are you doing this shit?!"

"And you will become one of us." A second guard Rick chuckled walking closer to the first guard Rick and the sitting Rick. "Now, you will see the president."

A few hours later...

The three Rick's loaded onto a spaceship and had started heading for the council headquarters, going above the dark and bright city. It was around midnight yet there was always a way to make the city so beautiful and so bright to make it seem as if it was day. The prisoner Rick glanced below as they passed over Morty Town and the club Creepy Morty from afar. He could see all the Morties celebrating the new Morty president with fliers and fireworks which one Morty almost hit the spaceship with one. "T-The Morty party won?" Prisoner Rick asked looked at the two guards. One took a sip of their flask and replied,  "-urrrp- yeah. The Mortie's finally get their big legs in the world. He was almost -urp- assassinated surprisingly. Good thing the man is dead now." They chuckled, both guard Ricks.

They finally made it to the council headquarters with giant new council banners, beside the council headquarters was a Morty recruitment center with some guard Rick's and some now new guard Morties wearing brand new uniforms.

They landed the spaceship on top of the headquarters on a spaceship hanger and got out giving the prisoner Rick some rags to clean himself with and brand new clothes to change into, and surprisingly it was a brand new uniform.The prisoner Rick got dressed and followed the two guard Rick's into the building leading along to the corridors with large gothic like windows leading along the halls, directing the prisoner Rick to a large door with the council logo on it.

"He's through here." The guard Rick replied giving a bad glare. The two guards stood across each other beside the door and the prisoner Rick slowly turned the door knob to a click and to the opening into a really large dark room. The large metal door made a loud creaking noise as it casted a larger shadow into the room. Once he had stepped into the room he smelled the strong smell of whiskey and a accustomed scent of freshness of new paint, from the Evil Morty portrait hung onto the wall.

He slowly started to move his feet in front of the other across the tiled floor putting his hands in front of him to feel around since he could not see. The door behind him had unexpectedly slammed shut making prisoner Rick jump. "Fuck" he mumbled trying to open up the door but it wouldn't budge. He sighed deeply wiping some of the new blood coming down his neck and face with his uniform. He then again tried fumbling around in the dark so he would not fall.

He eventually felt large table and went on the side of it avoiding the chairs sitting at the table. "Hello?" He asked loudly taking countless steps forward and eventually touched a large object on the floor with his foot and suddenly the lights came on with Evil Morty sitting into a chair with his legs crossed and holding a cup of whiskey, swirling the cup around slowly to make the brownish liquid go round and round in the cup. Prisoner Rick looked down to find a random dead Rick being killed from a gunshot. And found out there were at least 5 more Rick's just like that one laying around the large room around the table.

"Watch out for the corpses." The Morty replied in a deep serious tone.

"Why am I -up here? Why was I put into questioning?"

"You know some things that could prove useful to me. You also wanted to be a part of the guard didn't you?" Evil Morty asked.

"Sure, b-but-" prisoner Rick unsure, looking around the room at the death.

"Then listen carefully. There's a lot you need to do. You were brought here on important business and you will not be offered another opportunity like this. You could have a name for yourself you know."

"I'm listening...."

"There is a dimension that has a Rick. It's a Rick that is very important to me and this operation. He is in my dimension. You must go fetch him to come here. I'm sure he is still upset with me, but you must do everything you can to get him here." Evil Morty replied taking a sip of his glass of whiskey looking the Rick dead in the eyes.

"Why not do it yourself?" Prisoner Rick asked, grabbing a chair and sitting down to cross his arms, wincing from hurting his scarring bandaged back.

"I'm a president now. I must stay where I'm strong. Are u stupid or something? Would you leave to go do a fools errand?"

"Then why make me do it?" Prisoner Rick asked getting frustrated. Why is he to do this for a self centered asshole? Evil Morty had taken a huge gulp of his glass to finish his whiskey, and clenched the glass.

"Your unimportant. Rick's never cared about Morties, so why should a Morty care about a Rick? I'm not going to explain this to you because you Rick's never did understand. You may think I'm a huge dick right now, but this is a reality. I'm here to stay. So deal with it. This conversation is over. I expect to see the Rick here early tomorrow morning at the least." Evil Morty scoffed, getting up and heading to his cabinet by the long table to refill his glass of whiskey.

"What makes you think I won't -urp- screw you over in the end?" The Rick replied while pulling a random pocket knife out of his pocket and stood up, slowly and quietly sneaking up behind evil Morty.

"Because I know you. You wouldn't do something like that. And because I'm your leader now and you know it and if you don't then you'll learn it."

"Oh yeah?" The Rick whispered coming up behind evil Morty and going to stab him, but then evil Morty turned around quickly and ducked which made the Rick stab the glass of whiskey and make it shatter into his hand making him grab his arm, making him scream in pain and try to punch evil Morty, but before he could do it, evil Morty kicked him in the leg and once he fell evil Morty kicked him again and again and again until the Rick was unmovable on his knees. "That was stupid now wasn't it? I hate Rick's and I hate that you Rick's would always assume a Morty is weaker then you. Well let me tell you something. I'm completely in control of you, and the whole citadel, you because of your eye even though your not the first to get it." Evil Morty gripped the Rick's face making him look at him.

"M-My.....Eye?" Prisoner Rick asked weakly.

"Yes. We have no time to explain why I control you and the science behind it but I am out of patience and you are out of time. Get the fuck out of here." Evil Morty replied leaving the Rick in the room and knocking and going through the door, closing off the lights and slamming the door behind him.