Disclaimer: I don't own 'Back to the Future', I only own my OCs.

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Times all Relative

Chapter Three: Back to the Future I: A time machine

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October 26th, 1985, 1:15 am

"Come on Uncle Em, just tell me what you've been working on. I'm dying here," I whined from outside the van.

"No, you'll just have to wait till Marty gets here," He replied, sticking his head out of the van for a second.

I groaned and leaned back against the van.

"Man, that could take forever," I muttered, rolling my eyes.

I love Marty, but the boy had no sense of time. He was always late for something… Ah who the hell am I to talk, I'm always late too.

"Hey Einstein. Hey Andie, where's Doc?" Marty asked, walking up and giving me a quick kiss.

"Inside the van, fiddling with his invention that he wouldn't let me take a look at," I stated, pointing back at the van I was leaning against.

I banged my fist against the side of the van to let Uncle Em know Marty was here. Suddenly the back of the van opened, and Marty and I walked towards the back just in time to see a DeLorean roll out. I glanced over the vehicle at all the modifications that had been made, feeling very confused. What the hell did he do to the DeLorean?

"Doc?" Marty questioned.

The drivers side door flew open and Uncle Em stepped out, wearing some sort of white suit, a brilliant smile adorning his face.

"Marty! You made it!" He exclaimed, patting Marty on the shoulder.

"Yeah!" Marty muttered, glancing over at the DeLorean.

"Welcome to my latest experiment. This is the big one, the one I've been waiting for all my life," Uncle Em stated animatedly.

"Um, well it's a DeLorean, Right?" Marty asked.

"Yeah, what the hell did you do to it?" I uttered, glancing over the vehicle once more.

"Bear with me, Marty, Andie, all of your questions will be answered. Roll tape and we'll proceed," Uncle Em announced.

Marty lifted the camera he'd grabbed from the garage for us, and started recording.

"Ok. Doc is that a Devo suit?" Marty asked, pointing the camera at him.

"Never mind that now," Uncle Em replied, shaking his head.

Marty hit a couple buttons on the camera, turning it on.

"All right, I'm ready," Marty said.

Uncle Em moved to stand in front of the DeLorean, and faced the camera.

"Good evening, I'm Dr. Emmet Brown. I'm standing on the parking lot of Twin Pines Mall. It's Saturday morning, October 26th, 1985, 1:18am and this is temporal experiment number one. C'mon, Einie," Uncle Em announced, turning towards the car.

Einstein rushed over to Uncle Em, and jumped up into the driver seat of the car.

"Hey, Einie, get in there, atta boy, sit down, put your seatbelt on, that's it!" Uncle Em muttered, fastening the seatbelt around Einstein.

He picked up the stop watch around Einstein's neck and the one around his own neck, and held them out for the camera to see.

"Please not that Einstein's clock is in complete synchronization with my control watch. Got it?" Uncle Em stated.

Both clocks shifted from 1:18 to 1:19 at the same moment.

"Right, check Doc," Marty muttered.

"Good, have a good trip Einstein, watch your head," Uncle Em said, shutting the DeLorean door.

He pulled out some sort of remote control with a large antenna, and pulled Marty and I back a few steps. Uncle Em turned the remote control on and started fiddling with it.

"Wait, you got that thing hooked up to the car?" I questioned, looking over his shoulder.

"Watch this," Uncle Em said, ignoring my questioned.

I huffed as Marty turned the camera back onto Uncle Em.

"Not me, the car, the car! If my calculations are correct, when this baby hits 88 miles per hour, you're gonna see some serious shit. Watch this!" He proclaimed.

Marty quickly turned the camera's focus back onto the car. Uncle Em used the remote control to drive the DeLorean down to the other end of the parking lot, then he pulled us over a foot, so we were standing right in the path of the car.

"Ugh Uncle Em what are you doing?" I questioned.

The wheels of the car across the parking lot were spinning but the car wasn't moving. Suddenly Uncle Em flipped a switch on the remote control and the car came speeding towards us.

"Shit!" I whispered, ready to bolt out of the way.

Marty started to inch away but Uncle Em just pulled him back in place. I glanced down at the remote control just as the speedometer on it hit 88. There was a bright flash of light, and suddenly there were two fire trials on the ground and the car had disappeared. The only thing left of the car was the license plate. Oh my god! Einie?! What the hell just happened? What did he do to Einie?

"Ha! What did I tell you?! 88 miles per hour! The temporal displacement occurred at exactly 1:20am and 0 seconds!" Uncle Em shouted, jumping up and down in joy.

Marty walked over to the license plate and picked it up but immediately dropped it.

"Hot! Jesus Christ! Jesus Christ Doc! You disintegrated Einstein!" Marty shouted in disbelief.

"My poor Einie!" I uttered, tears pooling in my eyes.

Uncle Em shook his head, and looked down at the two of us with a goofy grin.

"Calm down, Marty, Andie, I didn't disintegrate anything. The molecular structure of both Einstein and the car are completely intact," He stated.

"Where the hell are they?!"

"Then where the hell did they go?!"

Marty and I both glanced at each other for a second after we spoke at the same time, then glanced back at Uncle Em.

"The appropriate question is, when the hell are they! Einstein has just become the world's first time traveler! I sent him into the future," Uncle Em dramatically flung his arm out at this statement, "One minute into the future to be exact. And at exactly 1:21am we should catch up with him and the time machine."

Holy shit! He built a flippin time machine?! He just sent Einie into the future, albeit only a mere minute, but still!

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, Doc… are you telling me, that you built a time machine – out of a DeLorean?" Marty questioned.

"A mother flippin time machine! Holy shit! This is incredible," I muttered, absolutely dumb struck.

"The way I see it, if you're gonna build a time machine into a car why not do it with some style. Besides, the stainless steel construction made the flux dispersal-"

Uncle Em stopped talking as his watch beeped and he grabbed Marty and I by our jackets and yanked us backwards.

"Look out!" He shouted.

Suddenly the DeLorean reappeared and spun out before coming to a stop. The car was covered in ice, and what appeared to be steam rolled off it. For a second none of us moved, we just stood there staring at the car. Then Uncle Em started towards the car just as a burst of steam came blowing out the back end of the car causing him to stop. After a moment he approached the car, and reached down for the handle but pulled back with a hiss.

"What, what is it hot?" Marty asked.

"It's cold, damn cold," Uncle Em replied.

Uncle Em used his foot to open the car door, and all three of us could see Einie sitting in the driver seat perfectly fine. My shoulders sagged in relief at the sight of him sitting there, tongue hanging out, in the front seat, perfectly fine.

"Einstein, you little devil!"

Uncle Em snatched the stop watch off Einie as he jumped out of the car, and raced back into the van. He held the stop watch up against the one around his neck, showing us, that Einstein's watch was now one minute behind his.

"Einstein's clock is exactly one minute behind mine, it's still ticking!" Uncle Em exclaimed excitedly.

"He's alright!" Marty muttered, glancing back at Einstein inside the van.

Thank god Uncle Em didn't accidentally kill him! I turned back to the DeLorean, excitement running through me. He'd built a flippin time machine. Holy shit!

"He's fine, and he's completely unaware that anything happened. As far as he's concerned the trip was instantaneous. That's why Einstein's watch is exactly one minute behind mine. He skipped over that minute to instantly arrive at this moment in time. Come here, I'll show you how it works," Uncle Em sat down in the driver seat of the car, "First, you turn the time circuits on," He flipped a switch at this, "This readout tells you where you're going, this one tells you where you are, this one tells you where you were," He pointed at each one as he said this, "You input the destination time on this keypad. Say, you wanna see the signing of the Declaration of Independence, or witness the birth of Christ!"

As he said each destination he input them into the keypad. Man, this is incredible. A time machine. I mean hell I've read books and watched movies about this kind of shit, but I never thought my Uncle would actually invent a time machine.

"Here's a red-letter date in the history of science, November 5th 19-5-5… Yes of course. November 5th, 1955!" Uncle Em muttered.

November 5th, 1955? I don't remember reading about anything scientifically historical happening on that day.

"What, I don't get it, what happened?" Asked and equally as confused Marty.

"That was the day I invented time travel. I remember it vividly. I was standing on the edge of my toilet hanging a clock, the porcelain was wet, I slipped, hit my head on the edge of the sink. And when I came to, I had a revelation, a picture, a picture in my head, a picture of this," Uncle Em pointed back at something positioned in between the two seats, "This is what makes time travel possible. The flux capacitor."

Uncle Em stepped out of the car, and I took his place in the driver's seat, so I could get a look at the flux capacitor.

"The flux capacitor?" Marty asked, looking even more confused.

"It's taken me almost 30 years and my entire family fortune to realize the vision of that day. My God, has it been that long? Things have certainly changed around here. I remember when this was all farmland as far as the eye could see. Old Man Peabody, owned all of this. He had this crazy idea about breeding pine trees," Uncle Em stated.

I'd read about that in one of mom's books once, 'a history of Hill Valley'. It had been an interesting read, though not as interesting as some of the other history books she had.

"This is uh, this is heavy duty, Doc, this is great. Uh, does it run on regular unleaded gasoline?" Marty questioned.

I stepped out of the car, and stood next to Marty. He's right, this is heavy! I mean… we're standing here, right in front of an actual time machine!

"Unfortunately, no, it requires something with a little more kick – plutonium," Uncle Em asked.

My head snapped up towards him at this.

"Plutonium?!" I shrieked.

"Uh? Plutonium, wait a minute, are you telling me that this sucker is nuclear?" Marty shouted, lowering the camera.

"Hey, hey, keeping rolling, keeping rolling there. No, no, no, no, this sucker's electrical. But I need a nuclear reaction to generate the 1.21 gigawatts of electricity that I need," Uncle Em explained.

1.21 gigawatts?! That is a lot of power! Holy shit, things just got even heavier.

"Doc – you don't just walk into a store and ask for plutonium… Did you rip that off?" Marty asked.

Uncle Em waved his arms back and forth in a shushing motion.

"Of course, from a group of Libyan Nationalists. They wanted me to build them a bomb, so I took their plutonium and in turn gave them a shiny bomb case full of used pinball machine parts, let's get you two into radiation suits," He answered, turning back towards the van.

"Jesus!" Marty muttered.

My mind was racing a mile a minute with questions. How exactly did the flux capacitor work? How did he account for the rotation of the Earth during the temporal displacement?

"This is absolutely incredible," I whispered in awe.

I felt Marty's eyes on me, but I ignored him for now and took off towards the van. I just had to ask Uncle Em all the questions floating around my head…

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AN: Okay yeah so, no Libyan's or time travel just yet! I felt this was a pretty good point to the end the chapter on. Next chapter we'll finally get to see Marty and Andie travel back to 1955!