Marty walked into the time train and examined the controls. He
figured out which did what, and soon he had it figured out and set for the
time he was traveling to. Even though he wasn't too good at figuring things
out, it was close enough to the Delorean for him to be able to maneuver it.
He didn't know what was taking Doc so long, but he started up the train.
Just then, Doc came out, flabbergasted at the sight. His children and Clara
looked confused. Doc gave a shout, and banged on the train side, screaming
for Marty to come out.
"I just need to do something, Doc!" said Marty. "I won't cause any paradoxes or anything!" Then, the train lifted off the ground. This was the tricky part, and Marty was fairly new at the controls. He managed to swing it around so it was facing the direction he wanted it to go. Then, it moved forward, ever faster. He was speeding up, then suddenly, he was in a dark sky.
8:23 p.m. Tuesday, November 10, 1985
Marty looked below out the window to see where he needed to land. The gas station was waiting. He lowered the train, behind the gas station. After everything was settled, He exited the train, and made sure no one was watching. Then, he crept silently along his way and turned around the corner. Suddenly, someone grabbed him and threw him to the ground. "Marty! What are you doing? I told you not to do anything stupid!" It was Doc. Of course! Doc had been in the past a day earlier. He had just waited for Marty at the gas station, because he knew what Marty was going to do. "Well, Doc, I didn't really like the idea of-"Suddenly, the two thieves came out of the gas station. Marty stopped and gaped at them. The two thieves saw the men, and held up their guns.
"Stop it right there!" One of them yelled. Marty recognized him. It was Needles. "What do you want, Needles?" asked Marty. Needles grinned. "Hey, Mcfly. I guess you saw what was going on in there. Well, I guess you two will just have to come with us, then. Too bad you're chicken, or else you'd try and stop me." Marty moved toward Needles, but Doc stopped him. "No stupid moves," he muttered. Marty just backed away. His friend had betrayed him, and his enemy had insulted him. What could be worse?
Suddenly, they heard sirens. Marty looked around the parking lot, and turned to Doc. "You're other self isn't here," whispered Doc. "He didn't show up. That's a bad sign. It either means you die before tomorrow, or you just simply don't go to the gas station. Instead, I called the cops."
"The cops are coming!" screamed Needles accomplice. "C'mon and get in the car already!" Needles shifted his gaze to Marty and Doc. Then, he turned back. The police were in the distance, their cars racing forward, faster and faster. "There's not enough time!" yelled Needles. "Hide the car behind the gas station! Quick!"
"I just need to do something, Doc!" said Marty. "I won't cause any paradoxes or anything!" Then, the train lifted off the ground. This was the tricky part, and Marty was fairly new at the controls. He managed to swing it around so it was facing the direction he wanted it to go. Then, it moved forward, ever faster. He was speeding up, then suddenly, he was in a dark sky.
8:23 p.m. Tuesday, November 10, 1985
Marty looked below out the window to see where he needed to land. The gas station was waiting. He lowered the train, behind the gas station. After everything was settled, He exited the train, and made sure no one was watching. Then, he crept silently along his way and turned around the corner. Suddenly, someone grabbed him and threw him to the ground. "Marty! What are you doing? I told you not to do anything stupid!" It was Doc. Of course! Doc had been in the past a day earlier. He had just waited for Marty at the gas station, because he knew what Marty was going to do. "Well, Doc, I didn't really like the idea of-"Suddenly, the two thieves came out of the gas station. Marty stopped and gaped at them. The two thieves saw the men, and held up their guns.
"Stop it right there!" One of them yelled. Marty recognized him. It was Needles. "What do you want, Needles?" asked Marty. Needles grinned. "Hey, Mcfly. I guess you saw what was going on in there. Well, I guess you two will just have to come with us, then. Too bad you're chicken, or else you'd try and stop me." Marty moved toward Needles, but Doc stopped him. "No stupid moves," he muttered. Marty just backed away. His friend had betrayed him, and his enemy had insulted him. What could be worse?
Suddenly, they heard sirens. Marty looked around the parking lot, and turned to Doc. "You're other self isn't here," whispered Doc. "He didn't show up. That's a bad sign. It either means you die before tomorrow, or you just simply don't go to the gas station. Instead, I called the cops."
"The cops are coming!" screamed Needles accomplice. "C'mon and get in the car already!" Needles shifted his gaze to Marty and Doc. Then, he turned back. The police were in the distance, their cars racing forward, faster and faster. "There's not enough time!" yelled Needles. "Hide the car behind the gas station! Quick!"