AN: This is going to tell you guys about who Ericka and Veronica are, and also how Morty and Summer escape Earth. There is a huge surprise that happens in this part if the story as well!

I hope you guys enjoy!

Chapter One:

Rebellion and Intelligence Enhancement

Morty heard a ship land on the ground. It wasn't a Federation ship; he really didn't know what ship it was.

A portal opened under the floor. He didn't know who else had a portal gun. Hell, he never knew anyone else had one other than Rick. "Hello? Morty? Summer? Are you two here?" Ericka asked, peeking her head out of the portal.

"Are you E-Ericka?" Morty asked.

She looked out from the sides and nodded. "Do you two have your belongings? If so, let's get the hell out of dodge!" Ericka yelled.

Morty had gotten his belongings before they came. He found stuff that Rick had left in his room, but nobody claimed. So, he took them.

"Y-Yeah we do." Morty answered, after checking his bag one last time.

Ericka pulled his leg into the portal, after Summer jumped in. He fell on his head, knocking him unconscious.

"Morty. Morty, wake up. We're here." Ericka said, shaking him lightly.

Morty woke up with a jolt. He felt different, not bad different, but felt smarter? He couldn't quite explain it, but he feels like he knows everything. I-I feel like Rick. This feels…. Awesome. Morty thought.

"Ericka, do you h-have my brainwave patterns in y-your systems?" Morty asked.

"We do. Why?" Ericka questioned, looking puzzled at the question.

"C-Could you give me an IQ t-test?" Morty asked awkwardly.

Ericka looked at Morty in awe. He was embarrassed to ask for an IQ test, since he probably knows something they don't. "Sure." Ericka answered. "Summer, go and take your stuff to your quarters. I'll be right back." Ericka ordered.

Morty looked back. He felt light headed. Morty usually never felt light headed. He only felt like that when he drank too much. "Morty, why exactly do you want an IQ test done?" Ericka asked, startling Morty in the process.

"I-I just do. Plus, I wanna kn-know what it is, due to how d-drunk I am. And how many brain cells I've lost." Morty whispered the last part. He truly wanted to know if he became smarter somehow, without being in school for two damn months. Something must have happened in that span of time.

They walked until they hit the "Test Room". Morty had as much time as he needed to complete the test.

It took him under five minutes to complete the whole thing, which was unusual for Morty. "They're. gonna grade the test for a few minutes and give you the results later. In the meantime, the doctors are going to scan your brain. They need an accurate scan to see a comparison between two months ago and now." Ericka told Morty.

Ericka led Morty to the Emergency Room, which led to the brain scanner. Two female, or looked female, doctors stood by the machine. "Hello, Ericka. What can we do for you?" The light blueish female alien asked.

"I need to have this kid over here get a brain scan. He just took an IQ test, so we need accurate results." Ericka responded.

"Of course! We'll do it right away." The purple female alien answered. "Just sit here and we shall begin!" Both female aliens shouted happily.

Morty took a seat on the blue chair. They placed two wires to Morty's temples. "This won't hurt a bit. Though, it might tickle." The purple alien assured. The light blue alien leaned the chair back and put a silver helmet type thing on his head. It looked like something Rick would have made. Maybe, he did make it. "Relax, you'll be fine. It doesn't take long. Believe me; I had it done a long time ago. Don't ask." Ericka said calmly.

They were right, it did tickle. He fought the urge to laugh, though he did smile a bit. He felt the helmet be taken off his head, along with the wires and the chair move back into it's original position. "All done. You'll have the results later." The doctors said.

"Thank you. Come on, Morty! We have to get you set up." Ericka yelled. Morty stood up, and speed walked out the door. "Ericka, who is Veronica exactly?" Morty asked. He turned his attention to all the aliens that were in the emergency room. There were Orbulites, Rolorians, and Bird People? Hold up, BIRDPERSON?! He's alive, but how in the wor- He saw Squanchy standing right next to him. Morty will have to talk to him later.

"Veronica is my younger, twin sister. She is a tiny bit smarter than me, but she is meaner and has the tendency to go…. Insane when she doesn't get what she wants. Last time she did get what she wanted, she destroyed a whole planet. I fear for your grandfather greatly. Though, neither of them will ever give up easily. So, we have a damn chance." Ericka explained.

"Well, I think we can do this. R-Rick might be a huge asshole, but I-I have faith in him." Morty said, lowering his head as he said Rick was an asshole.

"As do I my friend. As do I." Ericka answered.

Morty saw his bag near the ship they came from. He picked it up and began following Ericka again. She showed him to his quarters. "You need to put a password on here. I won't look while you enter it. If all else fails, you have to sign the password on here." Ericka explained.

Morty knew a password he could use. He entered in his password and signed it, so the lock knew his handwriting. Access Granted, Welcome Mortimer Smith Senior.

Morty didn't like his name really. Especially his last name. He wanted another name. "Ericka, do you think I could…. Change my name?" Morty asked.

"Why would you want do that?" Ericka questioned.

"I-I don't wanna be known as Mortimer Smith anymore. I rather be…. Morty… um… Sanchez. Morty Sanchez." Morty answered.

"I can change your name for you. You don't have to sign anything. I promise." Ericka responded.

"Th-Thanks Ericka. I-I'm gonna unpack now." Morty answered.

Ericka left Morty to unpack his bag. He put his guns on a shelf, all of his scientific elixirs on a desk, and anything else either under the bed or in the closet.

By the time he was at the bottom of the bag, he found his liquor, and a framed photo. The photo was of Rick and himself on a camping trip in another dimension. Morty began to cry again. He wanted to find Rick and bring him back so things could be his version of normal.

After the first two weeks of Rick taking him on adventures, he hated to admit it, but he never really cared if he wasn't normal anymore. He just played it like that so Summer would stop harassing him about each adventure. Morty never meant what he said to Rick. He loves Rick and never meant for him to leave. Morty wanted him to stay, so they could fix this mess, together.

Morty shook the thought out of his head and put the photo on the bed side table. His new room would have to be fixed soon, but that would happen in a couple of days. Put in a workbench, couple more shelves, and bam!

But right now, Morty just wanted to get some answers. Like, why he knew everything, how he could tell what all of the components in the garage are from each other, or why he was smarter than before. He was always called, "as dumb as they come" and wanted to know what made him like this.

"How the hell can he be this damn intelligent? Morty never was to begin with, so what changed that? Grace, call in Ericka." The doctor ordered.

"Ericka, could you come to the exam room? Now, please?" Grace asked over her communicator.

Ericka entered the room. "What is it, Grace?" Ericka asked.

"How did Morty get a concussion? And when did it occur?" Grace questioned.

"It happened after I….. Pulled his leg into the ship! No wonder he was out so damn long!" Ericka exclaimed, realizing what had actually happened.

The doctor and Grace looked at each other. They suddenly realized it too. Morty's genetics had reshuffled and Jerry's genetics were nowhere apart of him anymore. It was all of Rick's genetics that were in him now. He was still a bit stupid, but Morty thought like Rick, acts like Rick, hell, he even built like Rick.

"Ericka, look at these and then look at these." The doctor told Ericka, handing her Morty's old files.

Ericka looked at his old IQ, his old brainwave patterns, and his old intelligent level.

The doctor handed her the other files, taking back the old ones. Ericka gasped as she read the new file. His IQ was over 175, his brainwave patterns weren't the complimentary "Morty Waves" to hide Rick's genius. It was Rick's genius. And his intelligence level was Rick's too.

"So…. In a sense…. Morty…. Is an extraordinary….. GENIUS?!" Ericka exclaimed in excitement.

"Yes, yes he is. He has been since birth, but he spent too much time with his father. So he became an…." Grace stopped. "An idiot? I know. But he's a genius because of me…. When I pulled his leg, he hit his head pretty hard. His genetics reshuffled and now he's…. Rick." Ericka finished.

"Give this to Morty, when you think he's ready. He will be pleased to get the results." Grace ordered.

"Of course, Grace. Thank you." Ericka responded.

The doctor opened the file cabinet and placed Morty's files in alphabetical order, by last name. Ericka left Morty's new birth certificate on the table for Grace and the doctor to refile it along with his documents.

Ericka knocked on Morty's door. She wanted to give him the news. "Morty, could you open the door? Please?" Ericka asked her head up against the door. She heard Morty snore softly. He must have been tired from the whole ordeal, could say she'd blame him.

Ericka slipped the folder under the door. He'd find the papers when he woke up. For now, she wanted to leave him be so he could sleep. She walked off, looking for Jackson and Derick. She had to spread the word to everyone in Rebellion.

AN: It took so damn long to finish this damn chapter! The next chapter will focus on Rick. Good God, I really need to sleep better. It doesn't help that I've been playing Pokémon Go all damn week. And I had to do this in secret. (Nobody knows about my fan fictions. I'm a secret writer. DON'T JUDGE ME! XD). Anyways, hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. You can PM me, give me suggestions, and tell me if you like where this is going. Stay Schwifty my friends!