Anguirus111 Note: I don't have a set plot for this story yet, I'm just going to write and see where it leads me.
1985: Marty got up and rubbed his eyes before getting out of bed and walking downstairs. He was exhausted from the nerve wracking ordeal of the past few hours where time had been altered and he'd been dragged along with Doc and his former assistant Jake and his assistant Sarah in an attempt to fix the timeline. Marty was still sore after Sarah had slugged him, but otherwise he was just grateful he'd survived yet another trip through time. Marty now had no intention of leaving his timeframe again and just wanted to live it one day at a time with Jennifer. Marty stumbled downstairs and ate his breakfast with weary eyes.
"Marty you should get more sleep," said his mom, Lorraine already at the table. "That Doctor Brown is working you too hard to get moved out his place, you should try and do less work or your health will suffer."
"I try mom, but then things get complicated," said Marty shaking his head. "Boy do they ever."
"Well at least your relationship with Jennifer isn't as complicated," said Lorraine.
Marty laughed. After their adventure through time and finding out what their future could have been, both were a little bit tense. In fact, Marty wondered how their next anniversary of their first date would go; now knowing what they knew.
"I'll see you around mom," said Marty preparing to leave.
"Drive carefully son," she said. Marty paused briefly reflecting on this.
"I will mom, I will," he said. Marty left out onto the driveway and opened the garage door looking at his Toyota 4x4. He'd always wanted one back in his old life, and now he'd finally gotten it after the temporal shift following his shenanigans back in 1955. But on his first drive out he'd nearly gotten into a wreck drag racing against Needles and now he couldn't bring himself to drive it again. Marty watched his hands begin to tremble as he slowly approached the vehicle before he began to start convulsing and quickly walked away from it before finally calming down. Marty cursed at himself for acting this way, but he ultimately closed the garage and walked off down the road.
Later: Feeling even more exhausted, and angry that he hadn't brought his skateboard, Marty slumped down onto a park bench in the town square. He sat there and closed his eyes as he rested for a few moments.
"Hey there sleepy head, what's up?" said a familiar voice. Marty opened his eyes and saw Jennifer hovering over him.
"An angel," he said faking being breathless. Jennifer laughed and sat down next to him and put her notebook on his lap.
"How's it going?" she asked.
"I'm exhausted," he said weakly not able to lift his head.
"You need to do less exercise," said Jennifer.
"Unfortunately time says differently," he said leaving her purposely bewildered.
"Whatever," she said. "I'm sure you know what's coming up?"
"Our anniversary," said Marty. "I'd never forget that. What do you want for it? You know I'd do anything for you. I love you Jennifer."
"I love you too Marty even after all the insanity we've been through. I don't know if I want anything this year, just to spend it together with you without one of us having to go do something else," she said. Marty nodded.
"I can respect that," he said. Jennifer looked at her watch.
"Oh no I'm late," she said standing up.
"For what?" asked Marty sitting up.
"Don't worry about it," she said. "I'll see you around."
Jennifer ran off down the street when Marty realized she'd left her notebook with him. He was about to chase after her when his body was wracked with pain and he sat down again. He looked down at the notebook and Marty decided he needed something to do before his body would let him walk back home. Marty flipped it open and looked over her notes, mostly from class. It was then that he noticed a page dedicated to her history class. Jennifer had always loved history for whatever reasons and she planned on either becoming a historian or a history teacher. Marty closed the notebook and thought about getting her something related to history. Unfortunately, most authentic stuff cost a whole lot of money so he was left helpless with this train of thought, but he still couldn't shake the idea. Marty tried to tear himself from the subject by looking all around him as the city was hustling and bustling, just like it had been in 1955 and just like it had been in 2015.
"2015?" he thought as an idea began forming in his head. "No it's crazy. It'd never work…she'd never agree to it…but if she did it would be the perfect gift ever. Well I might as well try."
Marty stood up and walked off down the street towards the Western Union just down the street. Marty got an envelope and a letter and began writing his note.
Dear Sarah Malone,
Hopefully you'll get this message. Anyway, I don't really want to say too much, but if you could meet me at Twin Pines Mall at 9:00 PM today, December 20, 2004 I'd really appreciate it.
Thanks,
Marty
Marty then sealed the envelope, addressed the envelope, and walked up to the counter. The woman behind the desk looked up at him.
"Hello," she said. Marty swallowed nervously.
"This is going to seem like an odd request," he said. "But is there any way you could deliver this letter…several years from now."
The woman looked at him confused.
"I…guess," she said. She opened a binder right next to her and rifled through it.
"Well according to this…we can," she said even more bewildered.
"I'm not any happier about this than you are," Marty explained. "My buddies are putting my up to this."
The woman laughed. "Yeah I know the feeling my friends put me up to crazy stuff as well."
"Just don't tell them I told you, they might come in and ask if I did it or not," he said handing her the letter.
"Will do," she said. "Time the letter should be dropped off?"
"March 15, 2015. The address is already on there," said Marty.
"Have fun…futureguy," she said laughing. Marty shook his head utterly humiliated about something that would probably never pan out.
"Bye," he said dejected. He exited the Western Union and headed to the right.
"Hey where do you think you're going?" asked a familiar voice. Marty's eyes went wide open as he slowly turned around. Leaning against the wall in a 1980's getup including sunglasses and sucking on a lollipop was Sarah Malone. Marty's jaw dropped as he looked back into the Western Union and then at her.
"What's wrong?" she asked confused.
"What're you doing here?" he said shocked. Sarah reached into her inner jacket pocket and produced a weathered envelope.
"You wrote me a letter," she said annoyed. Marty took it from her and looked like he was about to faint.
"If you faint I'm leaving and not coming back," she said. Marty quickly shook his head to keep from fainting.
"Let's go," said Sarah walking off down the sidewalk. Marty watched her go before chasing after her.
Nearby: Jennifer emerged from her appointment clutching a box. She was grateful that she'd made it.
"I hope Marty will like this," she thought nervously. It was then she noticed that she'd left her notebook with him. As she prepared to head back to the bench, she saw Marty across the street walking with some women she'd never seen before. Despite her attempts to remain calm, she became instantly jealous and angry.
"She could be anybody, an old friend, maybe someone he just met," thought Jennifer. Then the two started laughing and Jennifer began becoming more upset. She quickly began following the two of them down the street.
"So in one timeline the hoverboard actually existed for sixty years? That must've been something," said Marty laughing.
"Yeah I wish it could've stayed that way, but Jake got mad at me so I had to go back to the tunnel and pick up my board," said Sarah. They continued walking down the street in silence. A car then roared to a halt next to them.
"Hey Marty, need a lift?" Dave asked. Marty shrugged.
"Couldn't hurt," said Marty. They both got in and Dave drove off down the street.
"Who is this?" asked Dave looking at Sarah.
"She's…," Marty began.
"A time traveler from 2015," said Sarah simply. Dave shrugged.
"Whatever," he said not really caring. Marty looked at her wide-eyed.
"Let the truth be known and the people will be free," she said simply before leaning back in her chair.
Jennifer watched them go angrily. "We'll solve this situation whether or not you want to Marty," said Jennifer angrily as she set off towards Marty's house.
Marty's House: Dave went inside as Sarah and Marty stood on his driveway with her leaning against the garage door.
"So as much as I enjoy reminiscing, what do you need me for?" she asked.
"I want to get Jennifer the best anniversary gift ever. Unfortunately, in order to do that I need to time travel. I wish I didn't, but there's no getting around it. That's why I contacted you. Jake and Doc would never approve of it, I know that. But I figured you would understand my predicament and have access to a time machine to help me," said Marty shrugging.
"Let me get this, you called me out of my own time frame to get your girlfriend an anniversary present!" she said incredulously.
"Yeah," said Marty. "Will you help me or not?"
Sarah sighed. "Yes. I remember when my boyfriend got me something special. It was expensive, it was this pair of sunglasses that I'm wearing right now actually, but that's not the point, the point was that I had a pair of them from this time frame and then they broke after being around for so many years, but he tried to track down a pair for months. Eventually he did and he gave them too me and said that even if we broke up, I'd always remember him by them. Alright let's go."
"Sure," said Marty. "Where's your time machine?"
"Here," she said. Marty looked at her bewildered as she opened the garage door to reveal the time traveling black Lamborghini sitting next to his truck. Marty's jaw dropped again.
"I had to stash it somewhere," Sarah said shrugging. "Hey nice truck!"
"What were you thinking hiding this thing here?" Marty demanded. "What if Biff or someone else had found it?"
"So what if they did?" asked Sarah looking over his truck. "It's simple to explain, they time devices are simply modifications for street racing."
"What're you doing?" Marty asked.
"A black 1985 Toyota 4x4 right? What a beauty," she said.
"You want it, you can have it," said Marty shuddering at the sight of the thing.
"I would but my parents bought me one last month. Unfortunately, they say I have to top 60,000 miles on my firebird so they can sell the thing as a used car and then I can use the truck," she said disappointed. "Oh well let's get going."
She walked over to the Lamborghini and got inside as Marty sat on the passenger side.
"So when do you want to go?" Sarah asked.
"Now would be preferable," said Marty. Sarah shook her head as Marty laughed.
"Just joking. I thought we could pass through a few time periods and see if anything catches my eye," said Marty.
"You want to go time shopping?" Sarah asked.
"I want the gift to be something special," said Marty. "But I won't know until I find it. Let's try 79 AD."
Sarah shrugged and typed it in. "Okay, Bill."
"Who?" Marty asked. Sarah groaned.
"Ah that movie hasn't even come out yet. You'll find out in about four years," she said. Sarah pulled out onto the driveway and headed down towards the dead end. She turned the car around and gunned the engine.
"Oh lady of blessed acceleration don't fail us now," she said.
"Now that movie I have heard of," said Marty as he was thrown back in his seat as the Lamborghini surged forward. It roared by the house as Dave went outside to grab the paper. He looked at the vehicle race by before walking back inside dumbfounded. A couple blocks away Jennifer heard the roar of the engine. She ran to Marty's street when three sonicbooms went off and she found herself looking at a pair of thin wisps of smoke billowing from the road.
"What is going on here?" she thought bewildered before walking off towards Marty's house.
79 AD: Three sonic booms went off as the Lamborghini roared across the open ground before rumbling to a halt.
"So where around here do you want to go?" asked Sarah looking at the open area where Hill Valley would one day show up.
"Oops, I forgot to mention I wanted to go to Pompeii," said Marty.
"Pompeii? Great," Sarah said shaking her head.
"What?" asked Marty. "Haven't you developed a dimensional teleporter yet? Doc was working on one before he left to live in the past!"
"Yeah but Jake decided the whole idea was stupid and pointless so he didn't bother finishing it," said Sarah groaning. "I'm not driving all that way, we'd run out of gas before we got there."
"So what do we do now?" asked Marty.
"Can you think of any place closer?" Sarah asked.
"April 18, 1906," said Marty reading through Jennifer's notebook.
"The great San Francisco quake? Boy are you mordid!" Sarah said hitting the flying circuits as the car tore off into the air.
"It's not like that! I just want to find a gift that won't cause us to disrupt the time line," said Marty.
"Your call," said Sarah shrugging as she set the time and the car vanished again.
1906: Three sonic booms went off right above the ground as the car roared over Hill Valley at night.
"And now onto San Francisco," said Sarah.
"Wait!" shouted Marty. "Let's go see Doc!"
"Are you nuts! Then Jake would know that I stole the time machine!" shouted Sarah.
"So he doesn't know you took it?" asked Marty laughing.
"No. That's why I had to wait three months until after I got your letter before he left on vacation so I could get the car," said Sarah. Marty nodded.
"Yeah you're right. I'll see Doc again some other time," said Marty disappointed. The car roared off into the distance as the startled inhabitants came outside. Two young adults, one blonde and one dark haired came outside and looked at the departing light.
"Aliens?" asked the blonde haired one hopeful.
"No, time machine," said the other.
"Aliens!" shouted a young child named Otis Peabody. "Run for your lives!"
The rest of the town dissolved into chaos as they all began to panic. Unbeknown, to anyone, the sonic booms had rattled the earth had also set the tectonic plates off and they began rubbing against each other.
San Francisco: The Lamborghini landed on the outskirts of town and Sarah hid it among some bushes before consulting her watch.
"We've got three hours to find something and bug out before that quake hits," said Sarah.
"Let's go," said Marty heading towards the town.
"What about our clothes?" Sarah asked.
"They're not going to care," said Marty. "Besides, once the quake hits they'll have other things on their minds then worry about some strangely dressed outsiders."
"I suppose you're right," said Sarah sighing. The two then headed out towards the town while the tectonic plates continued their collision course.