Hi, it's the author here. Just so you aren't confused later on, I'll let you know that I'm not really Marty McFly (by a strange coincidence, my name is Marty). I wrote this story in first person because itwas actually a dream I had a while ago. I thought that the dream was so cool that I had to write it down! Unfortunately, I didn't write the whole thing down. I'm in college, so updates might be a little slow on this story. I won't beg for reviews, in fact, I won't pay any attention to them unless they're good. This story is my little escape from reality and (upon urging from my friends) I am sharing it with you. SO, if you want to read it, great. But keep in mind that I do not care if you hate it. Also keep in mind that since it is a dream I had, it may be a little...abstract in places. I am not going to stress about details, here. If it doesn't make sense to you, and you want to let me know, please also tell me how I can fix it. And remember, I have been reading a lot of Douglas Adams lately so I'm sure that some of my writing will be very improbable. If you do not know what I am talking about, then you should really find out. Oh, and I don't own any of the BTTF stuff, or the Knight Rider stuff. Okizzay? All right, go ahead and read. Be sure and let me know if you want me to write more (and tell me what you liked about it).

Knight to the Future

Wow! It's so great to be back! For all of you wondering why I look...stressed, here's why. My name is Marty McFly, and I just came from Doc Brown'slaboratory/garage/house. I've been gone for over a week. In case you were wondering where I've been all this time, here's the answer...

It was last Thursday. I was driving the Delorean to see Doc Brown, when suddenly, it began accelerating! I tried to step on the brake, but the car wouldn't slow down. It kept going faster and faster. 60 mph, 70 mph, 80mph...88 miles per hour! Sparks flew as the glowing flux capacitor behind me created a small hole in the space-time continuum. boom! boom! boom! And once again, I found myself transported into another time. Or so I thought.

But how? I hadn't turned on the time circuits, or keyed in my destination time. I hadn't activated anything but the car's original systems! The time machine part had started up spontaneously, and it seemed the car had made a unanimous decision to time travel. I pushed on the brake pedal as hard as I could, and the car screeched to a halt. I sat in partial shock for a few moments before it sunk in. It had happened again.

Inside, the car was quiet. The flux capacitor had innocently turned itself off. The display that supposedly showed what point in time I was at was dark. What was going on? Where or when was I?

Almost afraid to open the gull-wing door, I emerged from the steaming car. It was night, whenever I was. But it was also not Hill Valley. Now, I know places change over the course of time. But I've seen Hill Valley in many stages of this change, and it always at least looked somewhat familiar. This place was totally foreign to me.

Doc told me that when the DeLorean is time-traveling, it doesn't travel through space, only time.Why, then, did I appear to have traveled to another place?

At times like this, I talk to people who aren't actually there.

"Doc, this doesn't make sense." I got back inside the car to look for some clues to my whereabouts. I don't know what I expected to find, but I didn't find it. "This is nuts. I must be having some sort of nightmare about what happened last year." Come to think of it, what was I doing driving the DeLorean again in the first place? Didn't it get destroyed after that little trip to the old west? I thought Doc was off flying in his train with his family. And if I had to drive something to Doc's house, why (oh why) didn't I drive my truck?

I turned the key in the ignition. Nothing happened. Again.

I was having a serious bout of deja vu.

"Come on! Come on!" I tried the key again. Still nothing. If only I knew how to hot-wire a DeLorean...

I got out of the car and looked around for a place to hide it while I tried to make sense of what was happening. There was a pile of junk next to a huge dumpster by the road. It looked like it hadn't been touched in years. Perfect. I pushed the car to the junk, and piled some junk on top of the car to camouflage it. Ironic, how well it fit in.

The sun was beginning to rise. It glinted off of a city on the horizon. All around me was desert. For miles.

"Great, just great. I happen to be in the car during a major malfunction, and end up in a city in who knows where, who knows when, and the car won't start, and Doc's no where in sight."

There were running footsteps behind me. I whirled around. In the dim light from the sunrise, I could see a strange-looking figure with antennae running straight towards me. The antennae bobbed, and strange green light lit the figure's face. I was convinced that the car had actually moved through outer space, and I was on some desert planet, about to be greeted by a strange alien from one of my dad's books!

"AhhhhhhHHHHHHHH!" I screamed, running backwards and falling onto the pile of junk.

The figure slowed as it approached. "Marty?" it asked.

I blinked. The alien looked a lot like Doc Brown. Sounded like him, too. "Doc?" I sat up.

"Of course, who did you think it was, space aliens?" Doc asked, helping me up.

I shook my head, "After the ride I just had, anything's possible. Uh, but I think something's wrong with the DeLorean."

Doc's eyes went wide...um, wider. "Something's wrong with it? What is it?"

"Oh, well, it's just..." I rubbed my head where I had hit the junk pile, " it decided to go for a drive, and to take me with it. Through time. I didn't push any buttons or anything. No warning, it just went!"

Strangely, Doc looked happily excited, "Where is it?" he asked.

I pointed to the pile, "In there."

Doc gave me an exasperated look, "Marty, how many times do I have to tell you, that car is a delicate piece of..." Doc began to pull away the scrap metal from the time machine.

Doc had become totally engrossed in removing the garbage and inspecting the car. He'd forgotten to finish his sentence. "Junk." I finished.

"Yes!" He exclaimed. That wasn't the answer I was expecting.

"What?" I peeked at the car where Doc was looking.

"Of course! The flux capacitor absorbed the temporal distortion and converted it into pure energy, just as I predicted!" Doc looked deliriously happy, "Transporting the car...and its passenger...safely to the point of data entry!"

"Point of data entry? Doc, what's going on?" I asked.

Doc jumped, startled to realize that I was standing next to him. Then he grinned, "I made some modifications to the flux capacitor so that it would have the ability to travel in all four dimensions at once. And I added a multidimensional homing beacon to the fusion assembly so that the car could be operated remotely. Of course I had to compensate for the multiple three-dimensional vehicles already in the space-time continuum, but this is the only one with the beacon..."

I tried to absorb all this, "Wait a minute, Doc. Operated remotely? You mean that you can tell it where to go and when, without even being in the same place as the car?"

Doc nodded, "Yes! Not only without beingin the same place, but also without being in the same time! This solves the problems of security, and getting stranded someplace in time. If the car has been stolen, I can instantaneously transport it back to myself!" He held up the object in his hand that had looked like alien antennae. It was the DeLorean remote, with quite a few modifications. A bright green light had been added to the remote, allowing the controls to be visible in the dark.

For lack of words, I used a phrase that I use most often when I'm with Doc Brown. "This is heavy."

Doc opened the car door, "Blast! It looks like the circuits were destroyed on reentry!" he exclaimed.

"WHAT?" I cried.

Doc shook his head, "Looks like we'll have to drive it back to the lab. Too bad, instantaneous travel saves a lot on mileage."

"Mileage? Doc, what are you talking about? We can't go to your lab! What if the other Doc sees us?" I asked, still confused.

Doc looked at me, "What other Doc?"

"The one from...whatever time this is!" I almost yelled.

Doc looked relieved, "Don't worry, Marty. You didn't travel through time. Only space. We are in our same time, and you just became the first instantaneous traveler." He patted the car, "With a few modifications, this could revolutionize the transportation system. We would no longer rely on gasoline! Commute time would be nil! There would be no traffic jams, fewer accidents, and all the funds for road maintenance could go toward something else!" Then he stopped himself and backtracked, "Marty, what were you doing in the DeLorean, anyway?"

That was something I'd been wondering ever since it had started accelerating on its own.