DorothyLovesAnime

Rick and Morty

The Art of Suffering, Loss, and Gain

Summary

What if...Jaguar never show up, and saved Rick and Morty from the Conniving Concerto.

I'm so sorry

This may or mat not become a chapter story, it depends on what you guys think, or if you all what more.

Warning : Death, gore, bad language, um...intimate moment , etc.

Please Enjoy.

Rick, and Morty, both tie up, to the stings, of the giant piano's key hammers. they struggle, but in the end it was utterly pointless. They won't be able to avoid death this time. Fear, and anxiety started to built up in Morty's chest, as he look from Rick, to the corpse tie up next to him.

It's face, was damage beyond repair, completely unidentifiable. Eyes dull, and lifeless, bulging out of their bloody socket, blood spatter all over it face, and upper shoulders. The strings, the lifeless body was tie to, was now stain crimson, and below was a large puddle of blood. Morty shook his head, his breathing become shallow, his stomach charm.

He didn't want die, no he couldn't die, not now, not like this. He wanted to go home, with Rick, and have dinner with his mom, and summer. He give up anything right now, to wake up from this sick nightmare, and get ready, and go to his boring school, and daydream about Jessica. Rick would barge in, and drag him out of his class, and onto another one of his crazy adventures. He look over at Rick, who seem unfazed by their predicament they have ended up in.

Rick never did told them why, he brought them into the dimension. Honesty, he wished he had, maybe he could have been my helpful to Rick, it was his fault, if he had done more, they would never had been capture.

" You'll never get away with this, Concerto," Rick yelled, causing Morty to snap out of his train of thought.

" That, is where you mistaken, Mr. Sanchez," Concerto give him a devilish smile, his voice full of glee, as a he lean back, pointing one finger in the air," This shall be my greatness performance, OF ALL TIME," his voice echo throughout the room.

Morty was overcome with the since of dread, as he note the first note, the hammers came down one after another, as they hit the strings, both with and without bodies.

Rick sigh, as he finally turn to face Morty, his gaze soften, his voice full with hopelessness, and dread," This is it Morty, we're goners. We're not getting out of this one,"

Morty's eyes widen, as tears started to built up in his eyes, with he shook his head. No there must something they could do. Rick had to have something up his sleeve, he always dose," Rick...,"

" After everything we been through. This is how we die," Morty's heart beat rapidly in his chest," Make peace with your God,"

No please

Morty shook his head once more," Oh, geez Rick...I-I don't want to die,"

" And now..," Concerto started, his eyes burned with blood lust, as he get ready to hit the note.

Rick never look away from Morty," I-I'm so sorry, Morty...,"

" For the E-Splat,"

" No Rick," Morty voice was barely audible, as the corners of Rick's lips, move upwards.

"...for everythi-."

tears pour down his cheeks, as the hammer came down, crushing Rick's skull, his blood spatter everywhere, his body jerk around slightly, from the impact. Morty's eyes widen in horror, and disbelief, as the now blood-stain hammer came up, blood dripped from it, and back onto the smashed in face of his lifeless grandfather.

The other hammers continue to came down around, but the one hovering above his head, never move a inch, prolonging his didn't want to live in a world without Rick, his Rick. He didn't want to escape, and see the look on his mother's face, heartbroken.

He close his eyes, and waited for death to come for him, he wanted to see Rick again, yet his prayers were in never answered. Morty open his puffy red eyes, in shock, as the music stop, welcoming him back into a nerve-wracking, and unbearable silence. He watch, as Concerto stood up from seat, gracefully stretch out his arm, and wiggle his fingers, with a satisfy smile, a symbol of his sadistic pleasure, form, Morty's suffering.

Without a word, he glance at Morty, absorb his fear, hopelessness, and hatred, with his eyes, as he smirk, before turning around and walking away, and out of Morty view.

Morty soon heard the sound of music, mix in with Concerto's laughter, as he descended the spiral keyboard staircase, leaving Morty alone.

Morty tremble, as he turn his head, closing his eyes, as he quickly sobbed.

I'm sorry Rick

I hope you all like it

Thank you for reading

Notes : I know there wasn't a spiral staircase.

Also I'm not sure the hammers hitting someone in the head, is going to be a one-hit kill, maybe it is, base on how hard it hard the person, and the speed at which it did.