Chapter 10
The next day, Junior and Doc headed to the "Hill Valley Anniversary: 50 Years Of Townhood" celebration. Happily, Emily was there. And like the "Hill Valley Courthouse Festival of 1885", there were Frisbie Pie Co. pie tins. MJ ate some pie. Doc, meanwhile, had gotten some stuff and pictures from home to prove to Emily that he was from the future. Then, the mayor made a speech about early Hill Valley and how it had changed. He also brought along some relatives of the founders.
Unfortunately, in the middle of the 3rd relative of a founder's speech, Buck Tannen walked in to the courthouse. He had a gun in his hand. He then came towards Doc. "Brown," he said. "My dad never could kill your dad. He was too smart for him. I have advanced weapons, and I'm not afraid to use them. I know your weak spots. Now, Brown, why don't you turn around, and let me dance with your friend? You'll see what happens during suppertime Monday!" Doc, of course, did not turn around, as he knew of his grisly fate. "I have a better idea." said Doc. "Why don't you get out of here, Tannen?"
"No!" shouted Buck. MJ felt he'd had enough of Buck's nastiness. He watched as Doc and Buck continued to argue. There was only one thing Junior could do. He picked up a pie tin, and threw it. The pie tin disarmed Buck, and Marty Junior motioned to Doc that they should get going. Doc then picked up the gun, and ran. Emily and MJ followed. They all ran back to Doc's shop.
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Once Doc had made sure the coast was clear, and Tannen was not coming, he proceeded to tell Emily what had happened to lead to all this. "So," said Doc. "The trouble all started when Junior and his sister went to my lab without permission in the year 2015. They attempted to escape from some angry people who worked at Fusion Industries. I stole one of their prototypical Mr. Fusion 2.0 cannisters and combined it with pieces from my dad's original Mr. Fusion that he'd had on his 3rd time machine, a station wagon. It was destroyed in a train accident in 2005. It'd been our only time machine after Dad junked-" "Doc, please," said MJ. "Just get to the point. We came here in a time machine, and we have to go back to 2015. We need to take you with us, since you're not supposed to be alive."
"What?" asked Emily.
"Junior said, "You're not supposed to be alive." because you aren't. You see, you weren't supposed to be caught by me, and you weren't supposed to jump off the train tracks, either. Originally, you hit your head on a pile of hard stones, and fell unconscious. After that, the train hit you. That's why they renamed it Clayton Mountain in your honor." said Doc. Emily gasped.
"You mean to tell me, I never made it to the festival originally? Great Scott!" Emily said.
"I know. It's pretty heavy, huh?" asked Doc.
"Heavy? You've weighed it? Are you sure?" asked Emily.
"You know what, never mind." said Doc. "It's just a phrase denoting shock or surprise."
"Oh, I understand." said Emily. "Verne, what is that in your pocket?" It was then that Doc realized that there was something in his pocket. He took it out. It was the gravestone photo that MJ had given him. Doc gasped. The grave had changed. It no longer had his name on it. It now had…no, it couldn't be true! It couldn't! But there it was, plain as day:
Here Lies
Michael Kitchen
Born Unknown
Died August 31st, 1915
Killed by Buck Tannen
For stopping an
attempted murder
on his friend
who vanished by a mountain that same day
Visit Brown Mountain for details
Doc had to warn Marty Junior of his fate. But then he got a good idea. Since Buck Tannen slept in on Sundays, he, Emily, and Marty Junior could sneak in to Buck's house, and knock him out, torture him, and cause him to break his arms and legs , thus rendering him physically unable to do them harm before 8:00 on Monday morning. His thoughts were interrupted when Emily said, "Verne? Hello? Are you there?".
"Oh, Emily!" said Verne. "I just had a great idea to stop Buck Tannen from killing Marty Junior!"
"That's nice, Verne. Oh, and Marty Junior- I understand that's his name, not Michael- has gone to bed, so I guess we should go to bed as well." said Emily.
"Yes, we shall, Em, but please hear my idea first." said Doc. Emily giggled at her new nickname.
"Alright," said Emily.
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Later that night, Doc felt the need to tell MJ the idea, too, so he did. MJ's reaction to it was, "Great Scott! Doc, first, I'm shocked to hear about my death, and second, that plan is genius, but we must make sure not to accidentally kill him, as it is all the fault of his great-great-grandson that we are here, and-"
Doc interrupted. "Marty Junior, Buck's son was born in 1901, when Buck was 17. We can still kill him, - oh, what am I saying? You can't kill someone. It's wrong! Marty Junior, go back to bed!" Marty Junior did as he was told, and Doc did the same. Pretty soon, Doc's head hit the pillow and his eyes closed.