Later that day.
Jennifer just pulled into the driveway along with Rocco, who she just
picked up from school. Oh no. The DeLorean, she thought as her mind raced
with the memories from 2015.
"What the hell is going on?" Jennifer asked as she approached the trio with
uncertainty.
"Look, honey, we weren't planning on taking this thing anywhere, we were
just looking at it."
"OMG, Doc, is that you?!?" Jennifer asked when he looked at Doc.
"Yup, I'm finally back after all this time. It's been awhile, and your
children, Jen, they are spectacular."
"Look, Jen, I'll be back in the house in a few, why don't you go get
changed," Marty said.
"OK," Jen said, knowing she can trust him.
"OK, guys, tomorrow morning, I'll tell your mother that I'm going to drive
you to school. and we'll go to the future."
"Smart plan. Doc, I'll call you in the morning as to when we'll be able to
go to your house," Gabrielle said.
"OK. See you guys in the morning."
April 19th, 2005 "Cam, Gab, time to get up for school!" Jennifer shouted at the bottom of the stairs. "Oh man," Gabrielle thought to herself. Cameron was already in the shower, Gabrielle shouting at him to get out of the bathroom. "Hurry the hell up!" She shouted. As she finally got done with her shower, she brushed her long brown hair with light blonde highlights and put on her baggy black Hot Topic pants with the skull on the side and her long sleeved Element shirt with the Billabong shirt over it. As she grabbed her black bucket hat and put it on and then grabbed her skateboard and ran down the stairs, she was confronted by her mother. "Hey Gab, I'll take you to school today." Oh man. Car rides with Jennifer. That'll be a fun time. NOT. Cameron was already at the table eating Lucky Charms, always eating the oats first and then the marshmallows. Gabrielle's choice breakfast was always Cheerios, with the sugar laced all over them, which gave her a boost for Polanski's 1st period class. A few minutes later Marty came down. "Don't worry, Jennifer, I'll take the kids to school, I'm sure you have a ton to do on your day off." "Oh yes I do. Thanks Marty, you are a lifesaver." "Are you kids ready?" Marty asked as he was ready to go into the future. "Yup."
April 19th, Doc's Hilldale Estate. "OK. All I need to do is reset the departing time to a day later, and we're off," Doc exclaimed. "Reset departing time to April 19th, 2005 please." As the DeLorean computer memorized the new times, Gabrielle and Cameron were a little unsure as to what 2045 life would be like. "2045 or not, I'm sure as hell I don't want to go to future Hilldale. This town is so lame, but I want to go to the next town over or something," Cameron stated. "Fine. I could set the destination to Dec. 19th, 2045, to Hill Creek, CA, and virtually make Hilldale non-existent," Doc said. "Yeah, Cam, I really don't want to visit Hilldale again. I'm sick of that shit," Gabrielle asked. "Watch your mouth, Gabrielle. You're seriously starting to become a terrible influence on Rocco. As if he doesn't get in trouble enough." "So what, I'm a punk. Don't make me report DYFS on your ass," Gabrielle said. "Stop fighting! OK, all I have to do kids is go 88 mph fast and then we'll arrive in 2045. Hey, that rhymed, watch out Eminem." "You are the corniest person I have ever met. But, however, I must find you funny in some sense," Cameron said. Doc noticed an open field in Hilldale so he decided to take the DeLorean on it and go 88 mph, as the car had off-road capabilities, a feature the Doc added on. As the car started going faster and faster, the car had a flash of white light, and the car disappeared from 2005.
Dec. 19, 2045 "Guys, welcome to Hill Creek." The Doc welcomed the kids to the future. Flying cars everywhere were passing by the flying DeLorean. As the kids decided to look down to see how far up they were from solid ground, they noticed a huge graveyard. "Oh wow. That's the graveyard where my grandmother was buried. This means. this is Hill Valley transformed into Hill Creek," Marty recognized. "Haven't been there in 14 years." "Want to stop there?" Cameron asked. "Sure, why not." As the Doc was prepared for a safe landing, he noticed the lineage of the McFly and Tannen families all grouped together. They hid the car safely as so it wouldn't get towed. The first tombstone that Gabrielle read was: PHYLLIS MARGARET BAINES JANUARY 5 1908-MARCH 3, 1991 LOVING MOTHER AND GRANDMOTHER YOU WILL NEVER BE FORGOTTEN "Hey. that's our great-grandma. I wonder what kind of person she was," Gabrielle asked. "You know what. I've never noticed myself. Maybe one day I could go back in time and introduce yourselves to her and get you to know her." "That'd be wicked cool. Because you were a teenager in the 80s and grandma and grandpa were teens in the 50s, right? So, I guess the 20s would be fun to visit." "I've always been interested in jazz music and the fun times the 20s brought," Cameron stated. "Maybe in the future. no pun intended," Doc said. The next tombstone read: LORRAINE (BAINES/TANNEN) MCFLY JUNE 10 1938- AUGUST 4, 2017 CHERISHED IN OUR HEARTS AND MINDS FOREVER Cameron's tombstone he read was: GEORGE MCFLY MAY 11 1938- OCTOBER 26, 2015 YOUR TRAGIC MURDER SHATTERED THE SOULS OF GENERATIONS "Wait a minute. grandpa gets murdered?!?" Cameron asked in disbelief. "Oh no. When I went to 2015, the Oct. 26th headline said that George was murdered, but when I went back to 1955 to restore 1985 to its natural form, the hellish Hill Valley 2015 was erased. But. now it's returned," Doc said. Marty's tombstone that he read said: BIFF TANNEN JULY 7 1937- MAY 29 1996 YOU ARE STILL LOVED AFTER ALL THIS TIME. FROM YOUR LOVING WIFE, LORRAINE TANNEN MCFLY. "Lorraine Tannen McFly? That's grandma, right?" "Oh, good god. When Biff lived in 2015, he was married to your grandmother, and when he returned back to the 80s, he created an alternate future where Lorraine shoots him so he wouldn't live in the future. And, well, I guess the past has stayed until 2045." The next tombstone made Doc gape in horror. MARTY MCFLY SEPTEMBER 25, 1968- JANUARY 3, 2034 LOVING FATHER AND GRANDFATHER YOUR MURDER COULDVE BEEN PREVENTED SOONER.
"Murder? I get murdered? How is that possible if I'm currently dead right here in the future?' "Well, you visited two time periods where you didn't exist, so it's possible," Doc said. "Good point. But how do I get murdered? I have to go research." Marty, Gabrielle, Cameron, and Doc all stopped at the Hoverboard store so they all wouldn't have to walk long distance, as Hill Creek was a pretty big town, and all went to the Hill Creek library to do some researching on past newspaper articles. "January 3, 2034. January 3, 2034," Marty kept saying as the date kept on racing throughout his head. As he sat by the holographic computer attempting to figure out how to use it, he typed in the date to look for any articles about his own murder. January 3, 2034, and no signs of anything. "I'll check the next date," he said with enthusiasm. "Here it is," Gabrielle said. "Marty McFly, aged 66, was murdered last night by his grandson Drew McFly, aged 17, of Hilldale. Causes of the murder are still unknown and his father Rocco McFly, aged 47, is still questioning as to why he would cause something so terrible. 'I never knew that he would do something like this,' he questioned. Drew could face up to life in prison or death by starvation. Marty's lineage includes his wife of 66 years," "Great Scott," Marty and Doc both said as they both fainted to the ground.
A few minutes later. "I can't believe it," Marty said as he finally woke up from his mild coma. "Dad, I'm not sure if I like 2045 anymore. I want to get the hell out of here," Cameron said with dignity. "I'm sure there's a way to change all of this. If we went back to the past, none of this could happen. Gabrielle, are you ready to go back into the past?" "Hell no," she said, staring in awe at the all black leather jackets similar to the Matrix. Huge gothic type clothes were donned in the window of the store she was standing by, and she thought she could get used to the future. "Gab, I'm sure that you want to stay, but my life is at hand here. Look, if you want to buy some of those clothes, go right ahead. However, if we go back into the past the future will still remain in those objects, so I'd suggest you rather not." Rather bummed out about not purchasing the items, she decided she could wait 40 years and decided to call it a night. "Dad, I'm really tired, can we stay at a hotel for the night?" "Yeah, I'm bummed out too. I need some money though. well I have some, but I'm not sure if they'll take money from 2005. How often do you get 40 year old money, you know what I mean?" Marty said. "Good point. You know what; during our stay here in 2045 I haven't noticed a single Christmas decoration. Not one. I wonder why," Gabrielle said with curiosity. "Well, at the library I've been doing some researching and throughout the past 15 years atheism became widespread, so Christmas naturally isn't celebrated." "That's really weird. Well, I'm sure as hell I don't want to stay in the future then too long, cause I want to celebrate Christmas the rest of my life." "Let's just find an ATM." The nearest ATM wouldn't accept Marty's credit card, as it said that it expired. "Shit. That means that I can't use any money. We're going to have to update the credit card by going to the nearest bank." Waiting in the 24 hour Hill Creek Bank, many of the people in line were staring at the group's retro clothing. When Marty finally presented the card to Michelle, the bank teller, she seemed quite surprised and discouraged at the same time. "I'm sorry, but a card deactivated after all this time is not possible to be updated. Unless. I can hack into the computer mainframe and possibly change the credit card number. It's quite simple." "Go for it," Doc said. As the new credit card became available, Marty finally went into the bank ATM and withdrew about $500 cash. "Dad, as far as I know, who knows how expensive hotels these days are," Cameron said. "Screw it, let's just find one." As they left the bank, they decided to call a flying cab to take them to the nearest hotel. "That would be $150, please," the driver demanded. "Holy smokes, that much?" Doc asked to Marty. As he felt gypped, Marty would sure enjoy his stay at the hotel knowing everything was much more expensive. "Hello. Would you like a room, a suite, or a penthouse?" Knowing that the future caused him enough pain as is, "Penthouse," he said.
"Oh my God, this is awesome," Gabrielle said with excitement and awe. In the midst of the room laid a tiny little pool, with a huge stereo, huge holographic TVs, a computer, multiple beds, a view of the winter beach, and loads more. Knowing they can rest much easier, the group slept with much relief.
Dec. 20, 2045 "Good morning. The current date is: Dec. 20th, 2045, 9:30 AM," the clock stated. "Wow, I slept well," Cameron said as he got up. The group decided to go eat breakfast in the main lobby and then checked out of the hotel. "Whoa. What the hell happened to this place?" Gabrielle questioned as Hill Creek has turned into a dump overnight. Countless buildings that displayed stock quotes were now deteriorating before the group's eyes. "Doc, what happened here?" "This could only happen unless someone from this time period went back to the past and changed it. But. I wonder who." "One of the Tannens. Who else?" Marty said. "OMG, 1985. I bet you they went back to 1985 and changed 2045 as we know it. Who knows what he can do to me." Doc raced towards the DeLorean and said, "Departing time: December 20th, 2045. Destination: October 26th, 1985. Original leaving destination: April 19th, 2005." "Guys, be prepared to see me as a kid," Marty said.
October 26th, 1985 "Hill Valley 1985. Just as how I remembered it," Doc remembered from yesterday. Marty checked his watch. Around 9 PM, just when Marty does his homework. As Doc was driving down Marty's old neighborhood and nostalgia was enveloping him, he passed by Biff's house, which had a "SOLD" Century 21 sign in the lawn and a moving van parked out in front of the house. A tall, slender woman with a huge 80s krimped hairstyle was just about ready to enter her car with some paperwork as a man, about 17 years old, maybe just old enough to move out on his own. The group decided to investigate as Doc parked the DeLorean behind the moving van and walked across his lawn. "Howdy, new neighbor!" Doc said to the stranger. "Howdy. I'm so pleased that I've finally been able to find real estate in this area and just move out on my own. See, I've been dating this girl for a few months now and I think I've wanted to propose to her. So, I've bought my own house to impress her." "That's really sweet," Gabrielle asked. "Chivalry truly does exist in the 80s." "Ha-ha, you bet your ass it does, and I love it," the man said with pride. "Why don't you come in," he said to the 4 as it was beginning to rain a little in the humid Hill Valley climate. "Anything you need just call me. I'll be in the shower, as I just got home from work. Make yourselves at home," the man said with comforting hospitality. "This guy's a little weird. I'm not sure if I want to stay here too long," Gabrielle whispered to Marty as the man made his way up the stairs. "He doesn't seem that bad. He's pretty nice. Also, I've noticed that he looked kind of rich and hell even had clothes from maybe people in the 90s and what we would wear, so I respect that," Cameron said. "What do you think of him, Doc? Doc? DOC?" Gabrielle questioned. The Doc was already looking in all of the rooms downstairs giving himself a tour. Knowing the man was a bachelor, he wouldn't run into anybody on the toilet or any embarrassing situations of the sort. When he finally got into the garage, he said "Great Scott" and fainted. Seconds later, Doc finally awoken as Marty asked "What's wrong?" "See for yourself," Doc said anemically as he pointed in the garage. The sight made Marty stare in awe. An exact replica of the Mr. Fusion time machine plopped smack dab in this man's driveway. "So this means. this guy's obviously not from the 80s. He has to come from the future," Cameron observed. "Yup. These babies came from 2015 when we visited." "Good god. Marty, do you know what this means?!? This man has stolen our time machine from 2015!" "No. no. it can't be. So you mean. this guy is." "None other than. Griff Tannen." "So this means that our 1985 selves are trapped in 2015," Marty said. "Yes, but there are some advantages. Being able to visit your parents without any paradoxes, visiting Jennifer as a teenager, there's a whole bunch of people without worrying about running into your 1985 self." "Yeah. However, I honestly think we should go, Dad. I mean if this guy is trouble, we should really leave now once his bullshit act is over with," Gabrielle said. "You're right." A young Griff, dressed in baggy grey PJ pants with the skull and crossbones on it and a black t-shirt, was about ready to go downstairs to watch some TV before going to bed, as his job really tires him out. "Hey, um, I think we're about ready to leave, I'll see you later," Gabrielle tried saying to the untrusted man as kindly as possible. "OK. Come back anytime," Griff said. As they left, he let out an evil snicker. "Hmm, well that guy was creepy," Cameron said to the others. "Hmm. If he has the 2015 DeLorean, I guess that means our 1985 selves aren't here. I can walk back to my house." As they went into the McFly's driveway, they currently weren't home. "Where are they?" Doc asked with curiosity. As George and Lorraine were sitting around the table eating some pumpkin pie Lorraine made, Marty wondered how he would be able to get in. "Cameron, do me a favor, and just this once. I'm going to need you to dress up as me in the 80s and just walk in." "I can do that." As Cameron found a spare key under the doormat, he entered the house casually and said to his "parents", "Mom, Dad, I'm going to go get ready for bed," Cameron said. "Well you're rather going to bed early. How come?" Lorraine asked with curiosity. "Well, all that, um. skateboarding has really tired me out," Cameron said, trying to portray his father perfectly. Come on Cam, you're in drama, he thought. You can pull this role off. As Lorraine decided to go into Marty's old room and saw Cameron sleeping in his bed, Lorraine said "Good night" to him. "Wait a minute. You're not Marty! Who the hell are you?!?" Lorraine asked with furiousness. "I'm. your. future grandson." "Oh good lord." Lorraine said as she fell backwards. "Is it really you?" Lorraine questioned. "Yes. And your son is now 37 years old." "So. you're from 2005?" "Yes. Name's Cameron, I'm 15 and my sister Gabrielle is 17." "Do you know where my Marty is?" she asked, referring to the one from 1985. "Unfortunately. no. I'm sorry, but I have no idea where your son is." "And Marty. what kind of a father is he like?" "He turns out to be a very cool father figure, he gets on your nerves sometimes and restricts freedom but only because he wants the best decisions for us. I should really get going, I'm sorry that I startled you. grandma." "I have a grandson," Lorraine said as she hugged Cameron and brought a tear to her eye. As Cameron crawled out Marty's old bedroom window, Lorraine stared off into the 1985 night as the soft fall breeze entered the window.
October 27th, 1985 As the group got up from staying in the Doc's old house, they had to leave Marty's time of childhood to help save his future. As the group got their bags and Gabrielle and Cameron laced their suitcases with 80s bands, it was time to conquer another time period that no one else has discovered. 1925.
COMING SOON, CHAPTER 3: HILL VALLEY 1925
April 19th, 2005 "Cam, Gab, time to get up for school!" Jennifer shouted at the bottom of the stairs. "Oh man," Gabrielle thought to herself. Cameron was already in the shower, Gabrielle shouting at him to get out of the bathroom. "Hurry the hell up!" She shouted. As she finally got done with her shower, she brushed her long brown hair with light blonde highlights and put on her baggy black Hot Topic pants with the skull on the side and her long sleeved Element shirt with the Billabong shirt over it. As she grabbed her black bucket hat and put it on and then grabbed her skateboard and ran down the stairs, she was confronted by her mother. "Hey Gab, I'll take you to school today." Oh man. Car rides with Jennifer. That'll be a fun time. NOT. Cameron was already at the table eating Lucky Charms, always eating the oats first and then the marshmallows. Gabrielle's choice breakfast was always Cheerios, with the sugar laced all over them, which gave her a boost for Polanski's 1st period class. A few minutes later Marty came down. "Don't worry, Jennifer, I'll take the kids to school, I'm sure you have a ton to do on your day off." "Oh yes I do. Thanks Marty, you are a lifesaver." "Are you kids ready?" Marty asked as he was ready to go into the future. "Yup."
April 19th, Doc's Hilldale Estate. "OK. All I need to do is reset the departing time to a day later, and we're off," Doc exclaimed. "Reset departing time to April 19th, 2005 please." As the DeLorean computer memorized the new times, Gabrielle and Cameron were a little unsure as to what 2045 life would be like. "2045 or not, I'm sure as hell I don't want to go to future Hilldale. This town is so lame, but I want to go to the next town over or something," Cameron stated. "Fine. I could set the destination to Dec. 19th, 2045, to Hill Creek, CA, and virtually make Hilldale non-existent," Doc said. "Yeah, Cam, I really don't want to visit Hilldale again. I'm sick of that shit," Gabrielle asked. "Watch your mouth, Gabrielle. You're seriously starting to become a terrible influence on Rocco. As if he doesn't get in trouble enough." "So what, I'm a punk. Don't make me report DYFS on your ass," Gabrielle said. "Stop fighting! OK, all I have to do kids is go 88 mph fast and then we'll arrive in 2045. Hey, that rhymed, watch out Eminem." "You are the corniest person I have ever met. But, however, I must find you funny in some sense," Cameron said. Doc noticed an open field in Hilldale so he decided to take the DeLorean on it and go 88 mph, as the car had off-road capabilities, a feature the Doc added on. As the car started going faster and faster, the car had a flash of white light, and the car disappeared from 2005.
Dec. 19, 2045 "Guys, welcome to Hill Creek." The Doc welcomed the kids to the future. Flying cars everywhere were passing by the flying DeLorean. As the kids decided to look down to see how far up they were from solid ground, they noticed a huge graveyard. "Oh wow. That's the graveyard where my grandmother was buried. This means. this is Hill Valley transformed into Hill Creek," Marty recognized. "Haven't been there in 14 years." "Want to stop there?" Cameron asked. "Sure, why not." As the Doc was prepared for a safe landing, he noticed the lineage of the McFly and Tannen families all grouped together. They hid the car safely as so it wouldn't get towed. The first tombstone that Gabrielle read was: PHYLLIS MARGARET BAINES JANUARY 5 1908-MARCH 3, 1991 LOVING MOTHER AND GRANDMOTHER YOU WILL NEVER BE FORGOTTEN "Hey. that's our great-grandma. I wonder what kind of person she was," Gabrielle asked. "You know what. I've never noticed myself. Maybe one day I could go back in time and introduce yourselves to her and get you to know her." "That'd be wicked cool. Because you were a teenager in the 80s and grandma and grandpa were teens in the 50s, right? So, I guess the 20s would be fun to visit." "I've always been interested in jazz music and the fun times the 20s brought," Cameron stated. "Maybe in the future. no pun intended," Doc said. The next tombstone read: LORRAINE (BAINES/TANNEN) MCFLY JUNE 10 1938- AUGUST 4, 2017 CHERISHED IN OUR HEARTS AND MINDS FOREVER Cameron's tombstone he read was: GEORGE MCFLY MAY 11 1938- OCTOBER 26, 2015 YOUR TRAGIC MURDER SHATTERED THE SOULS OF GENERATIONS "Wait a minute. grandpa gets murdered?!?" Cameron asked in disbelief. "Oh no. When I went to 2015, the Oct. 26th headline said that George was murdered, but when I went back to 1955 to restore 1985 to its natural form, the hellish Hill Valley 2015 was erased. But. now it's returned," Doc said. Marty's tombstone that he read said: BIFF TANNEN JULY 7 1937- MAY 29 1996 YOU ARE STILL LOVED AFTER ALL THIS TIME. FROM YOUR LOVING WIFE, LORRAINE TANNEN MCFLY. "Lorraine Tannen McFly? That's grandma, right?" "Oh, good god. When Biff lived in 2015, he was married to your grandmother, and when he returned back to the 80s, he created an alternate future where Lorraine shoots him so he wouldn't live in the future. And, well, I guess the past has stayed until 2045." The next tombstone made Doc gape in horror. MARTY MCFLY SEPTEMBER 25, 1968- JANUARY 3, 2034 LOVING FATHER AND GRANDFATHER YOUR MURDER COULDVE BEEN PREVENTED SOONER.
"Murder? I get murdered? How is that possible if I'm currently dead right here in the future?' "Well, you visited two time periods where you didn't exist, so it's possible," Doc said. "Good point. But how do I get murdered? I have to go research." Marty, Gabrielle, Cameron, and Doc all stopped at the Hoverboard store so they all wouldn't have to walk long distance, as Hill Creek was a pretty big town, and all went to the Hill Creek library to do some researching on past newspaper articles. "January 3, 2034. January 3, 2034," Marty kept saying as the date kept on racing throughout his head. As he sat by the holographic computer attempting to figure out how to use it, he typed in the date to look for any articles about his own murder. January 3, 2034, and no signs of anything. "I'll check the next date," he said with enthusiasm. "Here it is," Gabrielle said. "Marty McFly, aged 66, was murdered last night by his grandson Drew McFly, aged 17, of Hilldale. Causes of the murder are still unknown and his father Rocco McFly, aged 47, is still questioning as to why he would cause something so terrible. 'I never knew that he would do something like this,' he questioned. Drew could face up to life in prison or death by starvation. Marty's lineage includes his wife of 66 years," "Great Scott," Marty and Doc both said as they both fainted to the ground.
A few minutes later. "I can't believe it," Marty said as he finally woke up from his mild coma. "Dad, I'm not sure if I like 2045 anymore. I want to get the hell out of here," Cameron said with dignity. "I'm sure there's a way to change all of this. If we went back to the past, none of this could happen. Gabrielle, are you ready to go back into the past?" "Hell no," she said, staring in awe at the all black leather jackets similar to the Matrix. Huge gothic type clothes were donned in the window of the store she was standing by, and she thought she could get used to the future. "Gab, I'm sure that you want to stay, but my life is at hand here. Look, if you want to buy some of those clothes, go right ahead. However, if we go back into the past the future will still remain in those objects, so I'd suggest you rather not." Rather bummed out about not purchasing the items, she decided she could wait 40 years and decided to call it a night. "Dad, I'm really tired, can we stay at a hotel for the night?" "Yeah, I'm bummed out too. I need some money though. well I have some, but I'm not sure if they'll take money from 2005. How often do you get 40 year old money, you know what I mean?" Marty said. "Good point. You know what; during our stay here in 2045 I haven't noticed a single Christmas decoration. Not one. I wonder why," Gabrielle said with curiosity. "Well, at the library I've been doing some researching and throughout the past 15 years atheism became widespread, so Christmas naturally isn't celebrated." "That's really weird. Well, I'm sure as hell I don't want to stay in the future then too long, cause I want to celebrate Christmas the rest of my life." "Let's just find an ATM." The nearest ATM wouldn't accept Marty's credit card, as it said that it expired. "Shit. That means that I can't use any money. We're going to have to update the credit card by going to the nearest bank." Waiting in the 24 hour Hill Creek Bank, many of the people in line were staring at the group's retro clothing. When Marty finally presented the card to Michelle, the bank teller, she seemed quite surprised and discouraged at the same time. "I'm sorry, but a card deactivated after all this time is not possible to be updated. Unless. I can hack into the computer mainframe and possibly change the credit card number. It's quite simple." "Go for it," Doc said. As the new credit card became available, Marty finally went into the bank ATM and withdrew about $500 cash. "Dad, as far as I know, who knows how expensive hotels these days are," Cameron said. "Screw it, let's just find one." As they left the bank, they decided to call a flying cab to take them to the nearest hotel. "That would be $150, please," the driver demanded. "Holy smokes, that much?" Doc asked to Marty. As he felt gypped, Marty would sure enjoy his stay at the hotel knowing everything was much more expensive. "Hello. Would you like a room, a suite, or a penthouse?" Knowing that the future caused him enough pain as is, "Penthouse," he said.
"Oh my God, this is awesome," Gabrielle said with excitement and awe. In the midst of the room laid a tiny little pool, with a huge stereo, huge holographic TVs, a computer, multiple beds, a view of the winter beach, and loads more. Knowing they can rest much easier, the group slept with much relief.
Dec. 20, 2045 "Good morning. The current date is: Dec. 20th, 2045, 9:30 AM," the clock stated. "Wow, I slept well," Cameron said as he got up. The group decided to go eat breakfast in the main lobby and then checked out of the hotel. "Whoa. What the hell happened to this place?" Gabrielle questioned as Hill Creek has turned into a dump overnight. Countless buildings that displayed stock quotes were now deteriorating before the group's eyes. "Doc, what happened here?" "This could only happen unless someone from this time period went back to the past and changed it. But. I wonder who." "One of the Tannens. Who else?" Marty said. "OMG, 1985. I bet you they went back to 1985 and changed 2045 as we know it. Who knows what he can do to me." Doc raced towards the DeLorean and said, "Departing time: December 20th, 2045. Destination: October 26th, 1985. Original leaving destination: April 19th, 2005." "Guys, be prepared to see me as a kid," Marty said.
October 26th, 1985 "Hill Valley 1985. Just as how I remembered it," Doc remembered from yesterday. Marty checked his watch. Around 9 PM, just when Marty does his homework. As Doc was driving down Marty's old neighborhood and nostalgia was enveloping him, he passed by Biff's house, which had a "SOLD" Century 21 sign in the lawn and a moving van parked out in front of the house. A tall, slender woman with a huge 80s krimped hairstyle was just about ready to enter her car with some paperwork as a man, about 17 years old, maybe just old enough to move out on his own. The group decided to investigate as Doc parked the DeLorean behind the moving van and walked across his lawn. "Howdy, new neighbor!" Doc said to the stranger. "Howdy. I'm so pleased that I've finally been able to find real estate in this area and just move out on my own. See, I've been dating this girl for a few months now and I think I've wanted to propose to her. So, I've bought my own house to impress her." "That's really sweet," Gabrielle asked. "Chivalry truly does exist in the 80s." "Ha-ha, you bet your ass it does, and I love it," the man said with pride. "Why don't you come in," he said to the 4 as it was beginning to rain a little in the humid Hill Valley climate. "Anything you need just call me. I'll be in the shower, as I just got home from work. Make yourselves at home," the man said with comforting hospitality. "This guy's a little weird. I'm not sure if I want to stay here too long," Gabrielle whispered to Marty as the man made his way up the stairs. "He doesn't seem that bad. He's pretty nice. Also, I've noticed that he looked kind of rich and hell even had clothes from maybe people in the 90s and what we would wear, so I respect that," Cameron said. "What do you think of him, Doc? Doc? DOC?" Gabrielle questioned. The Doc was already looking in all of the rooms downstairs giving himself a tour. Knowing the man was a bachelor, he wouldn't run into anybody on the toilet or any embarrassing situations of the sort. When he finally got into the garage, he said "Great Scott" and fainted. Seconds later, Doc finally awoken as Marty asked "What's wrong?" "See for yourself," Doc said anemically as he pointed in the garage. The sight made Marty stare in awe. An exact replica of the Mr. Fusion time machine plopped smack dab in this man's driveway. "So this means. this guy's obviously not from the 80s. He has to come from the future," Cameron observed. "Yup. These babies came from 2015 when we visited." "Good god. Marty, do you know what this means?!? This man has stolen our time machine from 2015!" "No. no. it can't be. So you mean. this guy is." "None other than. Griff Tannen." "So this means that our 1985 selves are trapped in 2015," Marty said. "Yes, but there are some advantages. Being able to visit your parents without any paradoxes, visiting Jennifer as a teenager, there's a whole bunch of people without worrying about running into your 1985 self." "Yeah. However, I honestly think we should go, Dad. I mean if this guy is trouble, we should really leave now once his bullshit act is over with," Gabrielle said. "You're right." A young Griff, dressed in baggy grey PJ pants with the skull and crossbones on it and a black t-shirt, was about ready to go downstairs to watch some TV before going to bed, as his job really tires him out. "Hey, um, I think we're about ready to leave, I'll see you later," Gabrielle tried saying to the untrusted man as kindly as possible. "OK. Come back anytime," Griff said. As they left, he let out an evil snicker. "Hmm, well that guy was creepy," Cameron said to the others. "Hmm. If he has the 2015 DeLorean, I guess that means our 1985 selves aren't here. I can walk back to my house." As they went into the McFly's driveway, they currently weren't home. "Where are they?" Doc asked with curiosity. As George and Lorraine were sitting around the table eating some pumpkin pie Lorraine made, Marty wondered how he would be able to get in. "Cameron, do me a favor, and just this once. I'm going to need you to dress up as me in the 80s and just walk in." "I can do that." As Cameron found a spare key under the doormat, he entered the house casually and said to his "parents", "Mom, Dad, I'm going to go get ready for bed," Cameron said. "Well you're rather going to bed early. How come?" Lorraine asked with curiosity. "Well, all that, um. skateboarding has really tired me out," Cameron said, trying to portray his father perfectly. Come on Cam, you're in drama, he thought. You can pull this role off. As Lorraine decided to go into Marty's old room and saw Cameron sleeping in his bed, Lorraine said "Good night" to him. "Wait a minute. You're not Marty! Who the hell are you?!?" Lorraine asked with furiousness. "I'm. your. future grandson." "Oh good lord." Lorraine said as she fell backwards. "Is it really you?" Lorraine questioned. "Yes. And your son is now 37 years old." "So. you're from 2005?" "Yes. Name's Cameron, I'm 15 and my sister Gabrielle is 17." "Do you know where my Marty is?" she asked, referring to the one from 1985. "Unfortunately. no. I'm sorry, but I have no idea where your son is." "And Marty. what kind of a father is he like?" "He turns out to be a very cool father figure, he gets on your nerves sometimes and restricts freedom but only because he wants the best decisions for us. I should really get going, I'm sorry that I startled you. grandma." "I have a grandson," Lorraine said as she hugged Cameron and brought a tear to her eye. As Cameron crawled out Marty's old bedroom window, Lorraine stared off into the 1985 night as the soft fall breeze entered the window.
October 27th, 1985 As the group got up from staying in the Doc's old house, they had to leave Marty's time of childhood to help save his future. As the group got their bags and Gabrielle and Cameron laced their suitcases with 80s bands, it was time to conquer another time period that no one else has discovered. 1925.
COMING SOON, CHAPTER 3: HILL VALLEY 1925