I DO NOT OWN THESE CHARACTERS. OWNERSHIP GOES TO THEIR RESPECTIVE OWNERS.

"Hey, Morty." Three Mortys answered the same thing at once.

"Yeah?" Morty was happy that he had made three other friends that were new like him.

"Are you ready to break in and find our Ricks?"

"Definitely." "Yup." "Sure."

They slowly snuck through the huge door leading to the huge main building of the Citadel.

The building was a huge labyrinth of corridors, offices, living rooms, and a single lab. The building towered over the whole moving vessel of the Citadel.

"H-hey! *belch* This is a restricted a-" The security guard fell to the floor after a lethal shot in the head by Morty J-983.

"Nice, J."

They hid the body of the Rick in a glass bin that lay in the laboratory, and all four accessed different consoles containing data about their Ricks.

"Mine is safe!", Morty J-983 whispered with a big smile on his face, "It says 'ESCAPED TO OTHER DIMENSION' on there!"

"So does mine!" "Me too!"

"Mine's... not." C-137 Morty's happy face slowly moved to a distraught face as tears rolled down his face, "He's being... tortured."

He fell down on to his knees. "Why him? *sniff* He was my only friend from my own dimension!"

Suddenly, a distant scream caught the attention of all four. "What was that? Sounds like a Rick."

They ran to the door and heard what sounded like the president shouting.

"YOU ARE JUST A VILE CREATURE!"

"No, *belch* I think you'll find that you are. Seriously, torturing Mortys, and now RICKS? Get a grip!"

"Hey, secretary, come and use the machine on him." A Rick walked out with a huge contraption with one huge laser.

"Do it." The laser fired into C-137 Rick's chest as he screamed in huge amounts of agony.

"O-ok... I'll do anything... ANYTHING! *belch*"

"Anything? Well, I have some jobs for you to do, my little errand boy."