Hi, this is Hoverboardkid from the forums from BTTF.com. My first fan
fiction, please review. Oh yeah, and I don't own any of these characters,
I'm using them from one of the coolest movie trilogies of all time –Back to
the Future. You probably knew that already. So I'll stop delaying you, here
it goes...
8:23 p.m. Tuesday, November 10, 1985
Marty was cold. He shivered as he glanced around him. He was standing in a gas station – a small one, out in the country, yet popular among the citizens of Hill Valley.
The car – a 4x4 - was filling up. Marty glanced at the screen – it was eighteen dollars so far. He sighed and looked around himself again.
Another car came into the gas station. Marty could make out two figures in the car. He turned around and paid for the gas, and then got in the car. He warmed his hands by rubbing them together and breathing on them. He started the car and began to drive out, but something caught his attention. The two guys he had seen before were in the small shop. One of them had a gun and the other was standing by the door.
Marty pretended not to see, and drove away. After a few seconds, Marty stopped the car. He dialed 911 on his cell phone. A friendly voice answered him. "Hello, how may I help you?"
"Hi, this is Marty Mcfly, I'd like to report a robbery at Casey's Gas Station. Two guys are robbing it now."
"Thank you, we will send out our men as soon as we can. Do not panic and remain where you are until the police get there."
Marty hung up, and sat back in his chair. Compared to traveling through time, this was nothing! He smiled to himself as he remembered the day he had gone back in time. Then, he felt sad as he remembered the day Doc and his family had left – Marty hadn't seen them since.
Suddenly, he heard sirens. Then, the car with the two teens raced past his 4x4. Marty looked behind him. He could hear sirens, but the police cars weren't chasing the thieves. Marty decided to take action. He floored the 4x4, and then he raced along the road, in pursuit of the thieves.
8:23 p.m. Tuesday, November 10, 1985
Marty was cold. He shivered as he glanced around him. He was standing in a gas station – a small one, out in the country, yet popular among the citizens of Hill Valley.
The car – a 4x4 - was filling up. Marty glanced at the screen – it was eighteen dollars so far. He sighed and looked around himself again.
Another car came into the gas station. Marty could make out two figures in the car. He turned around and paid for the gas, and then got in the car. He warmed his hands by rubbing them together and breathing on them. He started the car and began to drive out, but something caught his attention. The two guys he had seen before were in the small shop. One of them had a gun and the other was standing by the door.
Marty pretended not to see, and drove away. After a few seconds, Marty stopped the car. He dialed 911 on his cell phone. A friendly voice answered him. "Hello, how may I help you?"
"Hi, this is Marty Mcfly, I'd like to report a robbery at Casey's Gas Station. Two guys are robbing it now."
"Thank you, we will send out our men as soon as we can. Do not panic and remain where you are until the police get there."
Marty hung up, and sat back in his chair. Compared to traveling through time, this was nothing! He smiled to himself as he remembered the day he had gone back in time. Then, he felt sad as he remembered the day Doc and his family had left – Marty hadn't seen them since.
Suddenly, he heard sirens. Then, the car with the two teens raced past his 4x4. Marty looked behind him. He could hear sirens, but the police cars weren't chasing the thieves. Marty decided to take action. He floored the 4x4, and then he raced along the road, in pursuit of the thieves.