Running Out Of Time
Chapter 28
Get the Book, Get Shot At, and Get Out.

10:56

The rain had stopped. Young Biff was now about a half a mile outside of town. He started thinking of what he was going to do with the book. Of course, first things first, get a safe, like the old man said. The last thing he needed was to loose the book again.

The wind started picking up, and suddenly a bright light flashed across the sky. For one split second, he thought it was another flash of lightning, but then he realized it was a steady light. He stopped, and looked up to find 4 bright circles along with 6 green flashing lights in the sky. Biff was scared stiff. He watched a sliver vehicle of a sort land in front of him. Two orange flashing lights appeared in the front as the doors opened on the vehicle.

Biff: What... The... Hell?!

A lone figure stepped out of the door wearing a bright yellow suit and helmet, along with some kind of backpack device. The figure walked closer to Biff, but he didn't move. It stopped moving when it was a foot in front of him. It began to speak, but it sounded like a cross between German and Russian...

Figure: Dah bagh! Yash bi tock! Luss dash nogh!

Biff backed up about a foot...

Biff: What?!

The figure reached behind him, and pulled a small box-like object from behind him. The figure pressed a couple of buttons on the small device, and the object beeped. The figure placed the object back behind himself, as he now spoke in English...

Figure: Allow me to introduce my presence. I am Melmac. I'm an Arquillian from the Goran System. I am here because there has been a great disturbance in the line of time, for which you are responsible for its cause. We Arquillians monitor all of time, and you are at this moment carrying something that will forever change your planet Earth.

Biff just sneered at the figure. It was obvious he wasn't taking this serious.

Figure: Please, hand over whatever information you have on the future, or else I would have to consider using more drastic actions in obtaining that information.

Biff: Look, buddy, I'm not handing over squat to you.

Figure: I am very serious, humanoid. Hand it over or else you will suffer the consequences!

Biff just laughed...

Biff: Ok, fine, butthead. Give me your best shot!

Biff shut his eyes, and pointed to his chin.

Figure: You asked for it.

Biff still stood with his eyes closed, with a grin on his face. His grin faded as an electronic sound filled the clearing. He opened his eyes, and found the figure was holding a metallic gun of some statute at him. A yellow beam of energy rang from the gun, and flew over Biff's head. Biff literally screamed like a little girl, then fell backwards on the ground.

Biff looked straight up, and found that the figure was standing above him. Biff reached into his pocket, pulled out the almanac, and tossed it up to the figure...

Biff: Take it!

Figure: And one last thing: If you breathe one word of this meeting to another living being, I shall return, and next time... I will not miss!

Biff rolled over, then ran like hell back into town. When he was a good distance away, Dan pulled the hood of the radiation suit up, and looked at the book.

Dan: Haha! What a douche bag!

He walked to the back of the DeLorean, and shoved the almanac into Mr. Fusion's power conversion hopper. He pulled out his radio, and began contacting the others...

Dan: Doc, it's Shannon. Success, I got the book.

***

Back at the Lyon Estates site, Doc yanked out the radio, and spoke...

Doc: Did you put it in the fusion generator?

Dan: Yeah.

Doc: Any flaws in your performance?

Dan: Other than the fact he didn't take me serious at first, I'd say it went well. First I did the alien language, spoke in Klingon. Then I pulled out my cell phone, and pretended to use it was a language converter. I had to use the Proton Pack to scare him enough into finally giving me the book.

Doc: You did remember to tell him not to say anything about it.

Dan: I made sure to make it loud and clear.

It was then a gunshot was heard over the radio.

***

Dan was stuck behind the back of the DeLorean. Someone in a pair of overalls had a shotgun in his hands, and was reloading it. Another shot rang in the opening as the man yelled...

Man: Come on out, you space bastard!

Doc was in a panicked state, and continuously spoke over the radio in hopes Dan was still alive...

Doc: Dan! Dan, what's going on?!

Dan: Some crazy asshole's shooting at me!

At this point, Marty took the radio...

Marty: Dan, it's Marty! Be careful! That's Old Man Peabody. He thinks the DeLorean is a space ship! I think he's still a little sore from when I ran over his pine tree.

Dan: Very informative, Marty. Thanks a lot. ::pause:: Hang tight, I've got an idea!

Peabody reloaded the gun. He peered from side to side to see if the alien was still behind his ship. Dan pulled the hood back over his head, and charged up his thrower. Dan jumped up, and screamed. Peabody took a shot at Dan, but missed. The old man tried to quickly as possible reload the shotgun, but Dan shot a stream of protons at him.

Peabody ducked. When he hit the ground, the shells he was holding fumbled out of his hands. Dan ran to the front of the DeLorean, and jumped into the driver seat, for the door was left open. A turn of the key, a depression of the clutch, and a slamming on of the gas petal later, Dan made it out just in time Peabody got his gun loaded. Peabody took one last shot, but that shot didn't hit the fleeing DeLorean, but the headlight of his truck.

Finally pissed beyond belief, the old man threw down his gun, and started stomping on the ground like a 5-year-old. All that could be said about this situation, was the fact that night, Peabody said more words then Webster had published in a dictionary.