Morty was holding the plastic plate in the dark room, not knowing what else he could do. He bent the plate attempting to break it, but it didn't budge. He attempted again, using all his strength to split it. Nothing.
He sat staring at the plate then threw it out of the cage watching it disappear out of the little sight he had in the shadowy room. Even if he could break it, he didn't know what Rick's plan was for the plate. There were many times in the past where he had tried to think like Rick but it always amounted to nothing. He knew his mind wasn't like Rick's mentality. Morty looked down at the bread that was still in the cage. A small bite was taken out of the side. Rick's words rung in his ears, 'if it's poisonous, it's probably better than any outcome I can think of.' But he promised he would find Morty. Promises must mean something, even for Rick.
Morty furrowed his brows, "Damn it Rick! Which is it?" He yelled, "Are you going to find me or am I better off dead?" He asked crushing the bread in his hands. Then he threw it out of the cage. It plopped on the outside of the cage, as if taunting him. He wasn't ready to die! He had to hold hope that Rick would find him.
The door opened as the dreadlocked bearded man walked in, followed by two others. "We have the professor coming in seven days. They want the package safely delivered to him before they will pay the rest." The man said to them.
The three walked over to the cage as they talked amongst themselves. The three lifted the cage up as Morty braced himself. "This isn't going to work." One of them said.
"They did the math, this will work just fine. Besides it's not up to me if it works. We get paid whether it works or not. Our job is to point him in the right direction."
The three walked off the ship and stopped as a door slid open in front of them. Morty looked around to see large cement walls jutting out of the walls, bars in the front of each as if they were cells. Many filled with different aliens and creatures looking around. It reminded him of the humane society he and his family went to get Snuff…Snowball. The small cage he was in was set on the floor, scooted to the front of one of the empty cells. Morty looked to the left to see a dog like alien that looked like a Pomeranian. To his right was an empty cage.
"Go get the bowls for food and water." One of them said. Another walked off. The one with the dreadlock beard was about to walk in the opposite direction when Morty talked.
"Wa-wait." Morty was able to stammer out still crouched in the small cage on the floor.
The man turned around.
"What's going to happen?" Morty asked. "Where's Rick?"
The man walked up to the cage peering in, "What's going to happen?" he chuckled. "You are going to keep your mouth shut. Do whatever is needed of you."
"And Rick?"
"He's gone. Locked his ass up. Don't worry he got me a large profit for the trouble. He also gave me this scar a long time ago." The man said. "So, selling your ass will feel good. My last fuck you to Rick." The man laughed while shoving a middle finger in the air.
"Who's the pro-professor you keep sp-speaking about?"
The man stared at him as if surprised to hear that question. The man then walked off. The two other men came back with a bowl of water and food. In one hand, Morty noticed one of them was holding what looked to be a dog collar. Morty watched as they opened the cage door. He attempted to maneuver around them, feeling their arms against him as he attempted to squeeze out of the cage. Morty was half way out when he felt arms grab around his waist. One held him while the other locked the collar around his neck. Within seconds, they threw him into the larger cell, closing the door behind him.
Morty attempted to remove the collar off him, he wasn't an animal. He didn't need a collar.
The men laughed, "Good luck without this." They held up a key.
"I-I'm" that's all Morty got out as the collar shocked him. He jumped from the sudden shock then tried to talk again, "I-I" again it shocked him. The men laughed and walked out. He looked at all the others who were sitting in the cages, all wearing the same collar. That's why it was so quiet in here. If you talked, it shocked you. He walked to the back of the cell to find what appeared to have a small trough that traveled through the cages with drains on the bottom. A liquid was flowing through from one side to the other. Then he walked back up to the front where the two bowls sat at the door.
'Rick, where are you?' Morty thought as he sat there.
His stomach growled, he knew he needed to eat something. He wouldn't go much longer without sustenance. The others were eating the kibble in other cages so it must not be too bad. Morty slowly walked forward and reached his hand out, grabbing one piece. He placed a piece of kibble in his mouth chewing it. It was bland and held no flavor. In a way Morty was grateful that it was flavorless, better than a flavor that he hated. He sat next to the bowl, eating the kibble like it was popcorn as he looked around at all the other creatures who looked gone. Their eyes appeared to show no sign or will to live. Then his eyes spotted a small opening in the top of the other cage adjacent to his, sun was peering through. He noticed it hitting the ground in his cell.
He then looked up the wall of his own cage, a window up above. There was no top to the cell so if he could jump that high, he could reach the window. He went to the wall staring up. It must have been at least twenty feet high.
He used all of his strength to jump and reach the window.
Morty didn't come close to touching the window. He attempted to jump again. This time, his hand was able to grab a brick that was slightly out of the wall. Once he was dangling he looked around trying to find another brick. Several bricks over, there was another jutting out of the wall. "Yes!" He yelled making the collar shock him. The shock made his hand loose grasp of the brick, he fell to the ground in a large thud. That was a strong one. Much stronger than the first two. He found himself paralyzed for a few minutes, lying in the liquid that was coming down the trough. Once he could move, he lifted himself up from the liquid.
Morty sat on the side of the cell watching as his hand dried from the liquid he touched. He was hurting from the fall; a few scratches littered his body from where he landed. He was sure the liquid wasn't something he'd want to touch. He took Rick's advice that he always said and tried not to think about it.
The sun started to set leaving the cells in darkness. Morty decided he would try again tomorrow.
Sleep didn't come easy in the cell. The floor was hard and he had no pillow to lay his head on. He always hated camping, it was the worse. He looked around the best he could, the other creatures were using their arms or were curled up like animals. He attempted to move his arms under his head. It did nothing to help him sleep. Morty chose to lie on his back. He stared up at the ceiling as the creatures around him slept.
Eventually his eyes grew heavy enough to allow him to sleep.
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Morty was feeling restless. He could only sit in a cage for so long. Based on the sun shining into the window, it had been seven days. He had attempted one more time to get to the window within the last seven days; however, the employees caught him and made the collar shock him even harder than before. They told him if he tried it again, it would only get worse.
Morty just finished the last of the kibble that was for breakfast. They came around every few hours to check and give food and water to those who needed it. When it came to the bathroom, he just had to use the trough. They would grab a hose and spray the cage floors down once a day. Morty would attempt to stay out of the way of the hose, not wanting to sit in wet clothing. He looked across from his cage. A new creature was brought in two days ago. While the creature looked humanistic, it was currently cleaning itself with its tongue. It somehow was able to bend like a dog cleaning its leg. Morty looked the other way, he sniffed his arm pits; he could use a shower now. On occasion he would allow the water that was used to clean the cage hit him so that he could get clean. But nothing would be a hot shower and soap.
Morty picked up the bowl of water about to take a sip when the door opened. He looked up expecting to see the help that would walk by filling the food and water bowls. He was in shock when he saw the man that picked up the two originally walking beside a man with a lab coat. The lab coat man walked with his back straight, his nose in the air as if he was better than others. The lab coat was practically an identical to what Rick wore. Morty almost chuckled at the idea that the coat was so identical, must have been a sale on them when the two bought them.
"And as you see, we got quite a few more for you to choose from for your trials." The man said
"Yeah, I killed four." The man in the lab coat said looking from cage to cage. "I'll take the frogin." He said pointing to a furry four legged creature. He kept walking down the cages. "Algers have good genetics, I'll take that one." He pointed to another. The man passed by Morty's cage going straight to the neighboring cage. "You don't see too many namats, huh?" he asked staring at the neighbor.
"If you're into the rare stuff, I also have a human."
The man laughed, "Humans? Why? Just because I'm one?"
That caught Morty's attention. He didn't know why but he always just assumed it was only Rick who was smart enough to go into space. He never thought of another human in space.
"Think about it!" The man pulled the scientist over to be in front of Morty, "Humans are primitive. They are still young and their genetics haven't fully matured. It may be helpful with your trials. Humans make up about 80 percent of the DNA you can find in any creature in the universe. It can help you in your research."
The man seemed to be buying it.
"You may have a point." He looked Morty over, "But it's still so tiny. I'm a geneticist, and the genetics in this one seems horrendous."
"Yes, but it can help so much. You said you are close, don't you think you need a test subject that's close to your genetics to do a final trial."
Morty stayed silent drinking from the bowl. He couldn't yell at them, he would just be shocked and from what he could tell with the collar, each time only got worse. He had now been shocked six times. The last shock left him on the ground for way too long for his comfort.
The man looked like he was debating, "Yeah, I'll take it."
"Great! I'll write up the receipt for you while the others pack the creatures." The two walked off. The dreadlocked beard man came back later with a long pole. He set it in one of the cages that the scientist pointed to, wrapping a rope around the alien's neck. Once the rope was tight he opened the door keeping it outstretched. A two legged animal walked in. It appeared to have a boar like head and feet. The hands had long fingers allowing it to grab the pole. It walked off with the creature.
The man then walked over to Morty's cage with another pole. He opened the door slightly, moving the pole in. Morty attempted to not allow the rope around his neck, however, the man was very skilled. The rope tightened around his neck. Then the door was opened. Morty felt a tug as the man dragged him out of the cage. Morty stood up and walked along watching as the others looked on. Morty's pole was then passed on to another boar like creature. He was brought to a room where the one before him was brought to. Both being held by a boar creature. The other two that the scientist picked out were walked into the room. All four being held by a boar guard. The scientist walked in.
"So these are the four you chose, correct?" The dreadlocked beard man said smiling.
The scientist looked all four over, "Yeah. That will work." They put a muzzle on one of the creatures that was shaped like a dog, if Morty remembered correct he had called it a namat. The scientist grabbed the back of the namat's neck then injected something into it. Within seconds it started to fall over, before lying on the ground.
Morty attempted to back away from everyone. The scientist grabbed Morty's arm roughly, he swiped an alcohol swab over his forearm, then stuck a needle into him. After the initial poke, Morty started to feel his vision get blurry. He was getting tired of constantly being drugged. It was getting old fast. The scientist went to the other two doing the same thing.
The scientist spoke, "Let's get them to the lab and start the initiation phase."
"It was a pleasure doing business with you." The dreadlocked beard man held out his hand.
Morty fell back, feeling himself get pulled up by someone.
"Yeah whatever." The scientist said.
Morty felt the world around him black out.
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Rick was chained to the moving block of the cell. He kept watching around, waiting for his time to escape. It had been eight days, four hours, and ten minutes and he still didn't find a weak point in the security. By now, he typically found something. This was the first time he was put in high security prison.
He let out a loud sigh, how could he be so stupid? He never let his guard down. Even when most thought he was just having fun, he was always aware of his surroundings. And now, not only did he have to escape but then he would have to figure out where Morty was.
This was Morty's fault. If it wasn't for his insistence on feeding that dumb bird Rick would have noticed the bounty hunter. Damn it! He always knew the kid would be the death of him. He just hoped now wasn't the time.
This story will now be brought to you by the rating M!
Yes, I'm upping the rating. Why? Because future chapters are on the edge of T and M…so I'm upping the rating more of a just in case thing. There will be NO hard core smut scenes, go to AO3 if you want that. This story will have adult themes strewn throughout but nothing too in depth, if you get my drift. So because I'm rating it M, I'm going to add extras cuz why not, but like I said above, there will be no steamy scenes. I'm not good with description anyway, it would come off weird. So if you don't like to read M only because of the hardcore sex scenes then you will be fine to continue to read this, there's none of that. I will attempt to give warnings on the chapters where it might be M. But no guarantees.
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