Marty found the elderly man's heavily, barely shaven face familiar.

"Verne? Doc's son?"

"How do you know about that?" Verne angrily questioned.

"Why are you up here trying to kill people?" Marty grasped with the realization that the boy he knew, had now grown up to be a mad man.

"You know me don't you? Or you know my father down there?"

"Yes. I know you. How can a son of Docs turn out so evil?"

"Some of us with enormous intellect use our gift to add to society and improve the world. People like my father. But others choose to go against the morals of society and rise up against the restraints."

"You waited . . ." Marty paused while he calculated, "60 years to come back to Hill Valley and start killing people?"

"Who said I waited?" Verne evilly grinned.

"You can't kill your own father! You would be killing yourself!" Marty logically pleaded.

"I'm simply rising up and fighting the rules of paradox." It was then that Marty new Verne had, somewhere along his life, gone insane.

Suddenly the Doc jumped out from behind him and threw him back down the hill with a violent thud.

Marty rushed to Doc's side and watched Verne roll back down to the lake's shore.

"You got him Doc!" Marty cheered.

"Yes, whoever he was," Doc smirked.

Marty, then horrified, looked around, "Doc! Where's your riffle?"

Doc then checked his pockets, already knowing that it wouldn't be there.

They both looked down the hill in fear, and their fear was justified as they saw Verne climbing back up towards them. A riffle in his hand.

The scene was too much for the Doc and he suddenly collapsed, not even allowing the words "great Scott" to sound.

Marty couldn't believe it, he struggled to drag Doc away from the hill, but he was too heavy, and Verne was ascending too rapidly.

BLAST!

A bullet skimmed past Marty's head, causing him to drop to the ground by Doc's fainted body. Marty carefully peered over the edge to see Verne coming closer.
Marty couldn't leave the Doc there, but if he stayed he knew he would be found 29 years later in a ditch.

Marty noticed the necklace around his neck sparkle as a moon beam shone through a tree. He knew if ever he needed some magic, then was the time.

He pulled it off and lined the jewelry up with its target. It had been awhile since Marty had played croquet, but he had always been the winner in the McFly backyard.

He flung the necklace into the air, Verne fired, not knowing what it was until it landed directly around his head. And the confusion in his face soon vanished as quickly as he did.

The gun dropped to the ground, and was all that was left of him.

Marty's excitement and relief soon turned to panic and fear.

Where had he just sent the mad killer?

Back to his room with Jennifer!

Verne Brown, who obviously had grown up since the 19th centuary, had become a mad man.

Marty wanted so badly to wait for his friend to wake up and explain all that had happened, but he didn't want to alter history more then he had to. He patted the Doc's shoulder and left him.

Marty returned to Goldie's house with a slight plan. He no longer had the magic necklace, but he thought he might know where to find it.

He came to the most logical conclusion- since Mrs. Wilson had given him the necklace in 1985, and that necklace had been the one he wore in 1956. Then there must have been another, younger one somewhere. He softly tapped on her shoulder in bed to wake her up.

"Uh, honey, where do I keep my necklace?"

She didn't open her eyes, possibly still asleep, "on the dresser."

Marty headed over to said dresser, and found the golden necklace, hanging over a picture of two men. One of them was obviously a young Goldie Wilson, and the older man was no doubt his father.

Marty was hesitant about putting it on. This was nothing like the time machine, where you input your destination time. For all he knew, it would transport him back another 29 years.

But he also had to take the risk in order to save Jennifer.

He slowly raised the necklace and was about to put it on when a flashback filled his mind.

Marty found himself remembering Mrs. Wilson giving him the necklace. If he took the necklace, then he couldn't have come back there and saved Goldie and the Doc's lives.

But then his thoughts drifted back to Jennifer, the love of his life. He couldn't wait almost 30 years to save her. He had to do it then, no matter the consequences.

He clipped the chain behind his neck and vanished in a flash.