AN: I did a flashback in this part of the story by from someone who asked on my PM. Morty tries build a new portal gun. No triggers! Yeah!
Chapter Four:
Getting Started
Several years ago:
Marie Gemstone was in labor with two twins. She was told to breathe, even though it was hard. The first baby came out. Seven minutes later, the other came out.
"Mr. Gemstone, your wife has had your children. Come with me." The nurse whispered.
Donald Gemstone followed the nurse into the hospital room his wife was in. "Hello, I'm yours and your sister's daddy." Donald whispered to his twin daughters.
"I was thinking of the name Ericka and the other would be Veronica. What do you think, Donald?" Marie asked.
"I think those are perfect names, honey." Donald replied holding the baby that came out seven minutes after the one Marie was holding. "You will be Veronica and your sister will be Ericka."
Present Day:
Morty pulled an all-nighter trying to figure out new schematics for a portal gun. He was still up at seven in the morning. He finally found the parts he needed. Now what was it that Rick told him if he can't find a way to start? Oh right! Pull things apart.
Well, it was fine, until Morty pulled out the wrong wire, which electrocuted him. His hair was in a peach fuzz style and when he looked at himself in his dagger, he gasped. He looked like a younger version of Rick. Morty tried to flatten his hair, but failed. "Why bother doing that now." Morty muttered.
He went back to pulling out parts and wires. When he found the parts he needed, he put the machine back in his closet. He raided a hospital on Earth the week he came back from the stupid wedding. So, he brought the technology from the new hospital.
Morty looked at the schematics again and tried to find some circular shaped glass. It wasn't that hard to find, though, he never thought of looking at the hospital machine. Morty took it back out and found what he needed. He looked at the schematics and had find a button, a small keypad with letters and numbers, and a small tube along with green fluid.
Morty found all of the materials from that hospital machine. He made an exact portal gun that Rick had before he rigged the gun to explode.
Twenty years ago
"Dad! Veronica took my journal! Tell her to give it back!" Ericka cried.
Donald took the journal from Veronica and gave it back to Ericka.
Ericka wrote in the journal. She wrote:
May 17, 1987
Today is mine and my sister's eighth birthday. She acts like a brat. Mom and dad fight all the time saying they wish they got an abortion. I cry when I hear that, while Veronica laughs and calls me a cry baby. Today is supposed to be a happy day, but our parents won't stop fighting.
I think of myself of the problem, and Veronica just the symptom.
-EG
Present day:
Morty had to leave really quick to get Rick's stuff. Ericka refused to let him go as far as stepping foot in that prison. She thought he wasn't ready, when he had tactic and could run faster than Summer and herself combined.
"I have to go out for a while! I'll be back, Ericka!" Morty yelled.
Morty opened the portal. He walked into it, finding himself in the Max Security part of the prison. Sirens blared and gromflomites came at the sound.
"Oh Fuck me in the ass and call me Maria!" Morty yelled. He ran for his damn life, shooting every guard he saw.
Rick was in the torture room at the time the sirens blared. There was a small screen in the corner of the room. He was alone, watching memories of Morty and himself, but stopped watching and looked at the monitor. There was a thin young teenager in a lab coat, and a black jacket, running from gromflimites, shooting them ramped.
Veronica walked into the room, giving orders over the mic in her ear. "This kid is relentless. He won't stop!" Veronica yelled. "Bring me that fifteen year old- Bring him to me now!" Veronica screamed over the mic.
She knew it was Morty. No one in that family was so dimwitted to think she couldn't see through his disguise. Veronica was determined to kill him, right in front of Rick, so he would crack open.
Morty took out his dagger before entering the central control center. He stabbed the two guards and contacted Ericka. "Ericka, I might need some help." Morty yelled into the communicator.
"Where the hell are you?!" Ericka screamed.
Veronica turned up the volume of the monitor. "That kid knows my sister?! Oh now he has another reason to die!" Veronica yelled.
"Relax, I just came to get his shit. I'm fine." Morty answered.
"You don't understand! My sister is monitoring you! You can't let Rick know you're there. It will put him in more danger, let alone yourself and your family! Get his shit and get the hell out of there!" Ericka ordered.
"Get that kid before he leaves! I need that damn kid!" Veronica commanded.
Morty got Rick's stuff and ran. He found a safe place to open a portal and upped into the portal.
Ten years ago
Veronica was alone in her bedroom. She couldn't leave until she was stable. That was the rule.
Veronica came out with bloodshot eyes and messy hair. She had a knife in hand and found her parents.
She wanted revenge for locking her up, calling her defective and making her unstable. Veronica killed both of her parents and once her sister came home, she called the asylum.
"It's for your own good, sis. I-I'm sorry…" Ericka cried looking at her sister in a strait jacket and a muffle.
Veronica vowed to get her revenge on Ericka and anyone who gets in her way.
Present day:
"What were you thinking?! You could have been killed or arrested!" Ericka cried.
Ericka realized; he had went for Rick's stuff, and to find an escape route. She hugged Morty tightly, catching him off guard.
"I'm glad you're okay. Don't ever do that again." Ericka whispered.
"I-I need to make some stuff before I actually g-get arrested." Morty grunted out from being crushed from her muscles.
"Okay. I'll let you get to it. Also tomorrow, we need to talk to council to see if they'll help us. Got it?" Ericka asked.
"Ye-Yeah. I might see you tonight to plan." Morty walked off to his room.
Ericka took out her journal again.
May 17, 2015
Today is my birthday. I celebrate alone again. Veronica celebrates like a queen, getting her wish she wanted when she started the war on Birdworld:
To take Rick and torture him till he breaks.
She took him away from his family. I know my sister by now. Veronica regrets nothing.
Morty must stop her before Rick cracks and gives any information to her.
-EG
AN: Well, it took me a long time figure out how to give some good backstory of the sisters. The sisters never wanted to be rivals, but after the asylum, they were really best friends.
We go back to Rick in the next chapter. No triggers happening in that chapter for sure!
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