Hey Guys, Crescent Rider here and Welcome to my Rick and Morty OC Story.

But before getting started I just want to say that this story is inspired by another Rick and Morty fanfic called 'Rick, Morty, and Myra' by nene9131.

Also, this chapter is only an introduction of the OC Character and I'll be working on the first episode very soon.

But without further ado, Let's get on with the introduction.

Disclaimer: I don't own Rick and Morty or the Fanfic I mentioned, they belong to their respective creators and I only own the OC Characters that might appear in this fanfic

Hello! My Name is Marcus Smith, and I'm the second child of the Smith Family Household.

You may all think that I'm some regular kid in a regular house and a regular family, right?

If so, then you're dead wrong when it comes to the Smith Family Household. Because when you have a crazy mad scientist living in your house are your Grandfather, Everyday life is all about the weird and the unknown of every parallel dimension known out there. But my Grandpa calls these dimensional travels great adventures for Morty and Me, as he often drags us into his adventurers, or rather problems, that could evidently kill me or Morty or possibly both of us. But this wasn't a problem for me since I'm an average teenager by day, and an interdimensional mercenary by night.

I'll tell you guys about that at another time since I prefer to keep my introductions short rather than explained to all of you like a long fucking novel...

Sorry about that, I intend to swear words from time to time since I'm always sticking around with Grandpa Rick in his crazy adventures along with my little brother Morty.

Speaking about my Grandpa Rick, He and I get along with each other during the adventurers and at home as well. But we do argue against each other a lot when the situation needs to and somehow we have a lot of similarities that Rick entrusts me with the most absurd and possibly life-threatening requests in his adventurers. Of which I often asked for an alternative or roll with it as we go by.

As for the rest of the family, Morty and I get along well in the adventures despite him being the one who gets hurt from the adventures or whenever he gets himself into the first sign of trouble. I usually help him out by any means possible for him and try my best to tolerate his panicking and exaggerations to a dire situation. But when it goes too far, it's either I tell him to shut up or knock him unconscious. But still, he's my little brother and I ensure that I keep him safe at all times.

The relationship between me and my sister, Summer, Well... Let's just say it is a bit normal since she doesn't really pay much attention to me and I do the same to her as well. Regardless, I treat her the same way as Morty and protect her from any danger that could hurt or possibly kill her. As for her personal life, I don't give a fuck about that since I never interfere with her life unless it's necessary.

Now for my Mother, Beth Sanchez, It's very simple to explain. I love being with her since she's my mother and I side with her when her arguments actually make sense, I keep her safe from any harm without letting her know about my occupation as a mercenary, and she's one of the few people who I can talk to when I'm having serious problems I occur in my personal life with my family and friends. But that depends on the situation, of course.

And as for the pitiful excuse of a man, Jerry Smith, My relationship with him is almost the exact opposite of my mother's. I don't call him Dad or Father since I find him somewhat intolerable to be with, kept barging into my room in hopes of bonding or extorting shit from me, and most of all he doesn't want me to be with Grandpa Rick because he said that his adventures are so dangerous that it'll inevitably kill me. but when you're a mercenary that hunts down the most dangerous criminal in any dimension or universe. Death is nothing more but a word, people use to threaten me.

But despite all of the hate I have for him. I ensure nothing comes out to kill him since I do it for my mom's sake instead of his own. But when Jerry gets hurt or mocked, I stay by the sidelines and see how long it'll last, since I don't care about what happens to him in the process.

Now that you know about the relationship between me and my family, I'll tell you about what I look like and what I usually wear. I'm taller than Morty but shorter than Summer I'd said over her ear level I think, I've got blue short messy hair, courtesy of what I've got from Beth's side of the family.

As for my outfit at home. It mainly consists of a grey t-shirt, a black hoodie, blue jeans, and a smartwatch on my left wrist since I'm right-handed.

As for my Equipment when I work as a Mercenary... I'll let Crest inform you all about it as you go by the chapters of this story.

Marcus: That is all and I'll see you on the First Episode!

Hey! That is what I'm supposed to say to the readers!

Marcus: Really? I thought you left already

I'm always here, Now stop stealing my line!

Marcus: Make me, Bitch!

You asked for it!

(Several Minutes of Beating Later...)

Marcus: I hate you... *Holding onto the right side of his chest in pain*

That's what you get when you mess with the Author.

Marcus: Fuck you, Crest!

Yeah, Yeah. Whatever, just go and gets some rest for your first appearance

Marcus: Fine... *Leaves the room while Crescent Rider turned back to the Readers*

But other than what Marcus has said to you guys, See you all in the First Episode!

Crescent Rider has signed out...