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Chapter 1

The bright horizon peeked through Marty's window and it lit up the room. Marty gave a shudder but didn't awake, he just laid in an awkward position with his hands carelessly behind his back and his knees tucked into his belly. Gentle noises came from behind Marty's bedroom door. A few moments later, a small woman with brown, shoulder length hair stood inside his room holding a tray filled with pancakes and a glass of apple juice. Marty let out a sigh and slowly awoke. Arms flung into the air as Marty stretched, he only just realized that his mother entered the room. "Honey, I brought you breakfast. You rest now, you've been asleep for almost four hours," soothed his mother carefully placing his breakfast on his bedside table and stroking his cheek.

"But… I had this horrible dream that Doc went away, to England," yawned Marty as his eyelids fluttered slowly.

"Yes Emmett did go to England. Scotland infact. He's alright though," addressed Marty's mother as she slowly went towards the door. "Oh and Marty, I almost forgot. Emmett said that you must call him exactly at twelve o'clock," she added as she left the room. Marty sat up and rubbed his hand across his eye. With his free hand, he leant over to his bedside table and grabbed his alarm clock. He stared at his clock until his vision became clear. It was 12:07.

"Shit I'm late!" exclaimed Marty as he dashed into the kitchen to use the phone. As he ran into the lounge, he went straight first, like a bull, into the stomach of a blonde, short necked man with a creepy smile and a strange obsession for ducks because they were printed all over his shirt. As Marty looked up at his face he recognized straight away who he was. It was Biff Tannen, his dad's old school enemy who got owned in the face by him.

"Oh, hi Marty! I just finished waxing your car for the 17th time, would you like me to make you a sandwich?" Biff asked with his wide creepy smile.

"Uhh... No thanks. I was just gonna go into the kitchen and make one for myself," Marty lied as he turned his back on Biff and headed to the kitchen.

"Ok then. Oh and your mums in the kitchen, so say hi to your mum for me!" Biff replied before he muttered butthead As soon as Marty entered the kitchen he fiddled Doc's number into the phone. With the phone held up to his ear he said worryingly "Pick up the phone Doc, pick it up!"

"Marty?" asked the weary voice at the end of the phone.

"Doc I'm so sorry I'm late. I-I guess I slept in," Marty answered.

"You need to get the Delorean and go to the date September 5th 2000. Once you have done that, you need to drive to Scotland and take me back to 1985 so everything is good," Doc instructed

"But why, why Scotland and where the hell am I gonna know where about are you are in Scotland. By the way, what the hell did you do this time Doc?" asked Marty, his face smeared with frustration and confusion.

"Let's just say there were this group of peasants who would offer me a special map if I gave them a bowl full of fruit,"

"The fruit was made of plastic?"

"No, they were made of paper Mache. But you were close, I give you that," Doc began. "If you're wondering on how you're going to find me, I put a tracking device in the Delorean that is linked to me,"

"Oh ok, see you later Doc," Marty said as he ended the call. He put the phone back on the receiver and left the house to go fetch the Delorean from Doc's lab.

Doc's lab was entirely diverse to any normal lab. For one thing it was so messy that you couldn't see the floor. A bunch of different clocks hung upon his walls like a collage of paintings and finally, he has a bunch of toys which were his kids, Jules' and Vern's. Marty stumbled through all they toys,newspapers,wires and other crap until he leaped onto a car-shaped object which was covered with a cloak. Marty threw off the cloak which revealed the Delorean. "I'm so glad that Doc rebuilt this thing," Marty muttered to himself as he opened the garage door, leaped into the time machine and drove off in a flash down the isolated main road, going slowly faster and faster until there was nothing left put a pair of fire trails dancing in the sunset.

Sorry that it's quite short but I promise you that the next chapter will be much longer :) Cookies to you all (::)