Time for a change chap 4
Marty groaned in pain. He'd finally walked into town, a few hours ago, only to remember that he didn't have the necessary currency to rent a hotel room for the night, and had been forced to walk all the way back. His feet were absolutely killing him.
Opening the gull-wing door of the Delorean, Marty sat down and let out a sigh of relief then yanked off his shoes and began to massage his feet. "Of all the time periods I coulda got stuck in it had to be the old west." Marty muttered darkly he sighed again and sat back in the seat and closed his eyes "At least I'm not back at the Salem witch trials—they probably woulda burned me at the stake for being a warlock or something" he said chuckling bitterly. Marty yawned and turned over in the chair. The long walks to and from Hill Valley had been so exhausting that he fell asleep in mere seconds.
It was midnight when Marty awoke with a sudden start. He'd had a weird dream. In it a teenaged Biff had stolen the time machine and had gone forward into the future and had killed Marty's family, and Doc.
The last part had scared Marty awake and he now lay back in the seat wide-eyed and his heart pounding like a jackhammer.
A few minutes later Marty had calmed himself down and had tried to erase the frightening dream from his mind.
That was when he had another thought and slapped his head in shock. Why hadn't he tried to time travel when he had been driving the car around the barren prarie earlier this morning? It was so obvious that Marty couldn't believe that he hadn't thought of it right away.
"Dummy" Marty chided himself "Why didn't you do that right away?"
Grinning now, Marty rifled through the car looking for something to put into Mr. Fusion—he going home!"
Marty found a few food wrappers from Burger King in the back as well as the bag from the Blast From The Past store in the future, the receipt for the book, and much to Marty's glee-the top of Biff's cane-old Biff from the future that is. Marty licked his lips in anticipation after all the hell Biff had caused him and his family it was nice to get a little payback—granted Biff would probably never even realize it, but at least it was something.
Getting out of the Delorean , Marty began to fill Mr. Fusion, saving Biff's canetop for last of course.
Once he was finished Marty jumped into the seat of the car and shut the door as he let out a joyous yelp. He slid the key into the ignition, turned the key and……..
A small buzzing noise began to sound.
Marty looked down and his heart sank as the out of gas display on the dashboard lit up.
Marty cursed and yanked the key out of the ignition and then angrily threw the key into the back of the car.
"What am I gonna do now?" He muttered as he drove an angry fist into the steering wheel which caused the car horn to become stuck and let out a continuous angry loud honk until Marty's desperate pounding turned it off again.
"Great" Marty grumbled "I probably woke the dead"
Doc laughed as tears rolled down his cheeks as he watched the movie Police Academy 10: In Hot Pursuit! And ate some more of the popcorn he'd purchased. "Man this is a hilarious flick, now I really want to see the rest of them" He said to himself as the credits finally began to roll. Doc wiped his face off and stood up "I haven't had so much fun at the cinema in years" he chuckled as he grabbed his Expando-Spacer and left the theater-"I gotta go more often—maybe after I rescue him and get our butts back to the future, Marty and I can catch that new time travel movie he's so excited about"
Doc scratched his head and stifled a yawn. He'd managed to stay entertained for three solid hours and had actually enjoyed himself more than he had in many many years. First, he'd tried his hand at Slamball—a futuristic sport involving shoes that allowed one to run onto the domed ceiling of the arena. He wasn't half-bad either.
Next he'd eaten a big lunch over at the Café Eighties, followed by a movie.
By now his car would be ready, and he could go get Marty and bring him home.
Meanwhile, up in the skylane and quite a ways away , Forsythe J. Jones drove along in his manure truck as he watched the air traffic warily. Suddenly from out of nowhere came a speeding hovercar dodging in and out of traffic and over and under other cars dangerously. The engine roared as the car literally jumped the car that followed Jones's manure truck and then shot straight down and raced under Jones's vehicle, suddenly he heard a loud crunching sound from underneath the floor of his vehicle as a wing on the back of the speeding car ripped into the hover conversion unit and destroyed it!
Jones screamed as the car re-emerged in front of him and took off like a shot as his car suddenly lost it's propulsion and hurtled towards the ground in a nose dive, Jones pulled back on the controls but to no avail, it was useless, he was going to crash. Letting go of the steering wheel Jones slammed his fist down on the button marked eject. A panel in the rooftop slid back and Jones, driver's seat and all was suddenly shot from the cab of the vehicle!
Seconds later his parachute opened and he fell softly and safely to earth.
Doc walked out back where he'd left his car just in time to see it being parked into an open lot.
Doc flagged down the mechanic who had driven his car into the lot and introduced himself. The guy nodded as Doc showed him the receipt and handed the keys over "Here you go sir, please pay" said the guy holding out a thumb pad.
Suddenly a loud screaming sounded and Doc turned around just in time to see a hovercar hurtling straight at him and the mechanic. The two men ran like heck----KAA-BOOOOM!
There was an explosion and Doc and the Mechanic were instantly lifted off the ground and sailed through the air.
Doc landed hard on his side and stood up and felt like he was going to throw up.
The Delorean had instantly become nothing but a flaming ball of fire.
Doctor Emmett L. Brown was stuck in the future.