He'll betray you, Morty.

Ch.4

The drive didn't last too long, as the morty looked out the window blankly. I felt the car slow to a stop. He opened the door and stepped out. I quickly followed him, not wanting to be left behind. We seemed to be walking towards the back of a stage. We walked towards a door that had staff only written on it and a morty and rick dressed in citadel soldier clothes. They stood on either side of the door. They both stuck they're arms in front of the door as they looked behind the morty.
"Who is the other one?" They asked.
"He works for me. Do not worry about it." He said, his expression unchanging.
"O-Of course." They said getting out of the way.
He opened the door and I followed him trying not to let my thoughts run wild.

What did I do? What's going to happen now?

I ignored my thoughts as he turned around to look at me.
"You're going to wait here, backstage." He said looking at me blankly, I couldn't detect any emotion. I just nodded in response as he walked away, I had a lot of questions but I held myself back as I found a chair and sat in it.

(So at this point I've wrote 4 parts each about a 1000 words for a story I don't think I'll ever publish) Edit: I don't remember what I was talking about but I think I was talking about a story I published called "Lies that only hide more lies" but I guess I did publish it lol

I could hear talking from the stage as each of them gave they're speech. The crowds cheer showed there favor towards the Morty. After awhile it was declared he was the winner. I spotted the morty walking towards me and I stood up.
"Good job Morty." I said with a small smile.
"Lets go." He said not looking at me as he ignored my comment.
"Of course." I said following him.

Time I skip~~~~~~~

We both wore suits as we opened the big double doors to the big table with chairs around it. Ricks sat at all the chairs except for the one furthest from the door where the wall was a window. We walked down to the chair and Morty sat in the chair. I was going to stand but he gestured for me to sit on his lap. I listened and did as he said. I was to do as he said.

the Ricks didn't hide the fact that they didn't think highly of him. I picked up the glass of champagne off the table gently and handed it to him as He spun the chair so he wasn't looking at them.
"This seems like a good time for a drink, and a cold calculated speech with sinister overtones. A speech about politics, about order, brotherhood, power. But speeches are for campaigning. Now is the time for action. Don't you agree? Let's have a show of hands" He asked.
It took a moment but I looked at them and 4 didn't raise they're hand while the rest did.
I leaned in close to his ear and told him the results. He snapped his fingers and the bodyguards in the room shot the 4 who didn't raise there hand. The Ricks jumped in shock but didn't leave.
"Now let's get down to business." He said spinning back around to face them.
"O-of course" all the Ricks stuttered obviously afraid.