A Back to the Future / Marvel Crossover
Written by Diarrhea
Chapter 4 : Shenanigans Begin!
November 10th 2005, 9:24 am, New York City, New York
Stepping out of the alleyway Marty gasped at what he saw. Huge signs in large screens advertising products of the time everywhere! Some showed foods or drinks that he knew about: Coca Cola, Pepsi even Butterfingers! Although, their logos did look quite different from ones he remembered. There were cars everywhere, all had a futuristic look on them and some even had brand names he 'd never even heard of, but they didn't hover like the one he saw and even drove in 2015.
"Hey Doc, what's that brand on that car over there?" Marty pointed to one of the cars piled up in the street.
"That one? Oh, it's called a Tesla, they are a real common sight to see these days in the roads." Doc explained while walking.
"Man, portable phones, now electric cars?! 2005 is getting better and better by the second!"
"Yes Marty, it's truly ama- Suddenly, an unfocused pedestrian bumped into Doc, sending both of them to the ground.
"Doc, you okay?!"
Marty helped him off the sidewalk and gave him the suitcases he was carrying.
"Yes Marty, I am completely fine it was just a small fall after all-.
"Goddammit!"
Marty and Doc turned to see a person get up and look straight at them with eyes of fury.
"You A-holes, you made me lose 5 followers on Twitter because you idiots bumped into me!"
"Bumped into you? You crashed into me while you were focusing on your iPhone, that's your fault entirely, young man!"
Doc had an annoyed look on his face.
"You jackass old people are all the same, close-minded bigots who call our generation fools, lazy and incompetent and haters of new tech or trends, well we are not, this isn't the 80's bro!"
The man screamed as he walked away.
"Jeez Doc what was that about, who was that douchebag?"
"Well, I don't know who 's that guy, I do know that he is what they call in 2005, a hipster."
"A hipster, what's that?" Marty scratched his head in confusion.
"A kind of person who wears hippie like clothes, speaks like an idiot and treats tech like it's their God, it's actually a very common style of life in this time." Doc explained while walking.
"Woah, you sure this's popular in this time?"
"I can assure you Marty, it is, now you want to go have some breakfast?"
"Hell yeah Doc, I am starving!"
"Good, ohhh look there, a Starbucks! I 've heard their coffee is delicious."
Marty followed Doc who headed towards the store, he thought to himself about how the store looked a lot less like the ones he remembers from 1986, it looked less metalic and more made from marble of something like it. And he saw from outside the waiters who looked lesser in their normal happy adult years and more like late bored teens in high school.
When they entered, they were appalled by the weird floor which had a checkered design and how weird 3x5' screens were in every corner, advertising different meals the store could provide. They saw a waiting line of around 3 people and around 5 sitting. Doc and Marty chose to sit, sat down, got comfortable and started reading the menu.
"A Frappuccino? A Caffe Mocha? Doc, what kind of weird coffee is this?!" Marty said as he read the menu with confusion.
"I know to you its looks confusing and rather strange but I assure you the coffee ain't that bad, say... Marty, can you tell me what time is it?"
"Uhhhh... it's 9;30."
"Perfect!"
Marty was about to ask Doc why did he ask for the time when, out of nowhere, the shop's door flung open.
"Everybody on the goddam ground right now, this is a fucking robbery!"
A hooded figure screamed while holding a revolver in his hand, 2 other hooded men were right behind him holding shotguns.
Everyone in the shop looked at them with absolute fear, expect Marty and Doc who had seen things that were much more terrifying than robbers with guns. They saw terrified customers getting off their seats, shivering in absolute fear, and quickly laying down on the floor.
The robbers split up, one of 'em guarded the door, another one went to the counter and the last guy walked towards the customers on the ground. He quickly noticed both Marty and Doc still in their seats looking right at him.
"Hey you two asswipes, get on the fucking floor or I blow both of your stupid heads off!" He screamed as he pointed the shotgun's barrel at Doc.
"Will do, just don't hurt us, please!"
Doc and Marty quickly got on the ground, leaving their suitcases on their seats.
They watched as the robbers forced a scared young employee to open the cash register and started taking all the money they possibly could. Marty felt that he had to intervene, he couldn't let those bastards rob this place and get away with it. However, Doc grabbed his shoulder.
"Marty, I can see from that look on your face that you want to be a hero but these scums have much better firepower than fat alternate rich Biff and also, they obviously know how to use them much better!"
"But Doc, what can we do, let 'em rob the place?"
"Unfortunately, yes."
"My god, this is heavy!"
Realizing that he had absolutely no chance to stop these robbers, he helplessly watched as they filled their pockets with the cash and headed towards the door. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a robber got tangled by some kind of white webbing in his torso and violently yanked out of the store.
"What the hell!"
One of the robbers said in shock as he turned to see his buddy out of the store on the ground, unconscious. Right next to him, there was a woman, wearing a shiny black, white and pink full body suit with a hood on her head, like one of those fashion suits that he saw being worn by those hot models in that hippie fashion show that Linda always saw every Wednesday afternoon.
"Holy Shit! That's the fucking weird spider lady I was talking ya about, Frankie!"
"Ohhh my... I am quite famous around here, aren't I little babu boy? What, you want an autograph?"
"How about some lead instead?"
The 2 men opened fire on her.
"Well folks, it seems we are going the hard way!"
She easily avoided all of the bullets and kicked the first robber hard in the face and swinged a plate with her webs in his face, knocking him out cold.
"Sorry, you chose this shitty path, not me." She said as she crushed his pistol with a smirk visible on her mask.
Marty saw the other thug hiding behind a turned over table with his shotgun at his hands, the moment he saw his buddy go down, he made a run for the back door of the coffee shop. As he ran past Marty, he looked back at the woman who'd just kicked his friend's ass, distracting him long enough for Marty to get up from the floor and punch him right the face.
The woman turned around to see Marty looking down on the criminal on the floor, whining in pain with a shotgun right next to him.
"Well... I was about to web him to the wall but I appreciate you stopping him!"
"No problem...uhhhh.. Mam."
"Name's Spider-Gwen, what's yours?"
"Mart...uhhhhh Sonny Crocket!"
"Sonny Crocket? Isn't that the name of the detective guy from that old Miami Vice show?"
"Yeah, I get that a lot, it's a big coincidence"
"Oh, I get it! Well Sonny, thanks for the help."
"You got it Spider-Gwen, me and my grandpa we 'll be going now."
Marty went back to Doc and helped him off the floor, took their suitcases and left the store as fast as they possibly could.
"Woah, that's was... weird."
"You could say that, I 'd thought the robbery 'd end faster?"
"Wait, what do you mean you thought the robbery would end faster?"
"From what I had researched, the attempted robbery would have ended 2 minutes earlier!"
"You knew about the robbery!"
"Of course I did, that's why I asked you to tell me the time."
"Why didn't you attempt to tell me?"
"I was going to! But then it started."
"Ohh ok Doc... Anyways, who was that Spider-Gwen lady?"
"Her? She's one of those part- supers who's well known for her heroism and her secret identity, but I've already found out who she really is."
"Oh really Doc? What do you got on her?"
"Her name is Gwen Stacy, she's a student at Horizon High, you know one of those high schools for rich people's kids who think they 're geniuses, friends with a kid called Peter Parker who coincidently after his uncle's death, a hero appeared by the name Spider-Man who sounds just like him."
"So, she's what... a sidekick to that Parker kid?"
"That's what appears to be the case."
"Jeez…. That's heavy!"
"Yeah Marty, it's a mouthful to swallow! Hey look, a Waffle House, you want to go eat something there?"
"A Waffle House, man I hate that kind of place! How about that Burger King right over there? I've heard over the radio that they just released their own Chicken Nuggets!"
"Marty, that's was over 20 years ago! We aren't in 1986 anymore!"
"Okay, are they still servin' it?"
"Yes but-
"Then let's go eat together at the Burger King!"
"Heaven's no, I am not into that stuff, Clara says they are a bad example to the boys."
"Okay then, since we seem to have to agree to disagree on somethin', how about you go to the Waffle House and I go to the Burger King?"
"Good idea Marty, after we are both done eating, we 'll meet up in the spot in which we hid the DeLorean.
"Check Doc, now I am starving."
Marty ran towards the restaurant as fast as he could possibly go. Doc smiled, walked towards the Waffle House suitcases in hand, entered inside and closed the restaurant's door.
To Be Continued...