Teehee, thanks for all the reviews guys! ^^ There will be another Fanfic in the Dark! Marty Series, so don't worry about that. I'm really glad I wrote Chicken, because I had the choice to make a sequel. Thanks to the readers for spurring me on. :D


October 28, 1985

The Doc awoke with a jolt from a nightmare he'd been having recently about the past. Marty not only was in danger from Buford, but in danger from himself.

'Better go rescue him then.' He thought.

Darting towards the garage where the DeLorean was being held, the grizzled male ignored eating breakfast and lunged through the vertical opening doors of the car.

He switched the time circuits on, inputted the point in time he wanted to be at and made extra sure that the flux capacitor was working as it should. Once convinced, he drove the newly restored DeLorean out of the confines of his residence.

"Hi ho, silver…" The Doc quoted his close companion's past words whilst revving the living hell out of the time machine's engine to prevent it from doing its temperamental sequence of stalls.

The wheels aggressively spun and squealed as the time vehicle hollered through HillValley.

63mph…

72mph…

79mph…

81mph and the wheels set the fiery trails to travel through time and space.

"86, come on, come on, 87, 88mph! Great Scotts, let's go!" The genius whooped in utter delight.

Blue crackles of light flashed about the time vehicle and it exploded off towards its destination.


September 7, 1885, 7:56pm

The sound of the whooshing DeLorean resounded throughout the town and whizzed off towards the recently conceived clock tower – before the Doc slammed the brakes and hid the vehicle from plain sight.

He leapt from the machine and bolted en route for the bar that his past self was inhabiting, holding a whiskey and sloshing the liquid inside the glass – talking about the future. The doctor gasped when he realised his past self would see him, so he brought a scarf over his face and whisked a tan Stetson up from the passenger seat of the DeLorean.

"-And in the future, people have these things with four wheels, that they drive about in – called automobiles." The past Doc slurred from sleep deprivation.

"So peoples don't walk or run no more?" A man inquisitively asked.

The previous man replied, "Of course they run. But only for fun though."

"Run for fun, geez… What'll it be next, birds that can carry people?"

"Oh we have those too."

The future version of the Doc stormed in and knocked the alcoholic from his past's hands.

"Nope. No alcohol for you. We have a boy to save." Called the futuristic version of Brown – his voice muffled due to the scarf.

"What, Marty? He'll be fine, should be awake now and it's highly feasible that we'll catch that train just 'A' okay." Retorted the uncovered mastermind.

The future version groaned angrily just as Marty came scuttling in through the double doors, terribly out of breath and repeatedly stuttering Emmett's nickname.

"Runt, it's eight 'o' clock, time to duel – or are ya too yella?" Came the stony voice of one Buford Tannen.

The disguised version of Dr Emmett Brown stared wide eyed at Marty who was grinding his teeth in anger and frustration.

"What happens… You know if I don't go out there and face Tannen?" mumbled Marty Mcfly.

"Ya get the reputation of a coward for the rest of your days…" Responded a croaky middle aged man, wearing a crooked yet sad smile.

"Great Scott! Is there a backdoor?" Both Emmett's wheezed and they glanced at each other in disbelief.

"Yeah, leads to the next alleyway. Good luck, boys." The bartender grimly spoke back.

Marty began to think to himself.

'Well then, Doc. I'm going to save you. I can't let you die-'

"ARRRRGHHHHHH! MY HEAD! WHY!?" The Mcfly screamed hysterically before bursting into crazed laughter.

His hands were placed either side of his head and he ran out the backdoor with the past Brown. A secondary voice appeared in his head the moment he dived through the building next door and dodged the flurry of icy bullets heading his way. Marty crashed into the stove as he tried to listen above the high pitched wailing of bullets and screams outside.


'Do it…' That voice called repeatedly, 'Do it, chicken…'

Still clasping his head, Marty muttered to himself.


Meanwhile outside, events were beginning to roll. The original Doc had been captured and held by Buford's minions and the camouflaged Doc could only wait for Marty to appear to complete the analysis.

"Emmett… Emmett." He called out to himself. "Get free, but make sure Marty does not go for Tannen. Otherwise, well. The consequences are calamitous, trust me, I know."

The past Brown nodded slowly in order to not catch the attention of his captors. He just hoped he and Marty could get back home together. He had a feeling he knew this mysterious man and so opted to trust him.

"No, I won't do it. I won't change the future again – not for my own benefit. Or anyone else's. I won't!" Mcfly screamed furiously causing everyone in the town centre to jolt with shock at the ferocity of the scream.

'Marty, you are going to change the future if you kill Tannen…' Doctor Brown thought as if trying to get the message through telepathically.

'Just don't concede…' Thought the earlier period Doc.


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Review Responses:

Marty: *Giggle* I laughed at the tantrum while I was writing it, so I know how you feel buddy. Don't worry you'll find out in the next one!

The Evil Al: Hey there, dude! ^^ I just figured that because DeLoreans are very temperamental cars when trying to start them, I could add humour into the story by letting it die on the Doc. I'm glad you found it funny. Love joo!

Smexy 10: I thought it might have been him... Yeah Marty is more messed up than you could possibly imagine mate. And I'll keep updating as fast as my wittle hands can carry me. xD

Storm of the Dark Doctor: Dude, your name is seriously long, no wonder you use that signature! You don't have to read Chicken, but it is easier to understand if you do. As I said to Smexy 10 I will keep updating as fast as I possibly can, I promise. *crosses heart and gulps*

ScarredTimeCircuits: Again, thanks for reviewing , I really hope you are enjoying this story - its only going to get more weird and mysterious.