Another chappy for your enjoyment i hope. be sure to read and drop a review if you can. P.S. i know for the most part i'm probably going to get some flak for certain things in this fic, but just remember i only played the first two halo games when i had a functioning xbox. and i'm only going by certain things that i researched. as for the the timeline for both sections of this story, there is really not set timeline. I never consider myself as a halo geek, like some other readers and reviewers might see themselves as. i just write because i like to do it. So if i get a few people who like then thats great. if i get a few haters out there then that's ok. I'll just keep doing what i'm doing and hope some people might enjoy the ride.
Chapter 4
Man time sure flies when you're rocking your brains out, making money, and having fun while doing it. It's been nearly a year now since I got started with my temporary new life here in future Hill Valley. Hell even in the first few months when I got here and started playing with Sol Space I got famous word got out quick about Sol Space from the locals here in town. And in a short amount of time we were booking gigs all around the country. It even didn't take that long before we were playing at the rock n roll hall of fame in Cleveland Ohio.
As for our shows and gigs, we always had a packed house or sold out crowds. Even though we mostly played shows on earth, that didn't mean that we didn't perform on other planets. Huh planets, I mean I never knew that in the future that space travel was that dame first I thought we would be on a rocket ship with a countdown and space suits, but nope it was just as easy as taking an elevator to ship, then travel to another elevator to another planet.
And just like Gabe has put it, we were soon noticed by ONI. For the most part they were very cool with us. Basically they wanted to slap their brand on to us, since our music seems to have a way with the people. Of course our first demand was to make sure that Gabe and Clark were our direct liaisons to them, to which they caved into.I had so many questions to ask about these guys, like why are they called Oni and spooks. But I learned my lesson from not blurting it out, as Gabe and Clark later explained to me about the situation here in the future.
Basically in the future, ONI along with the UEG and with the UNSC it's almost like a totalitarian type of government to me, even though it does have its democracy so to speak. I mean the individual usually does have some liberties, but once they are at war most of that goes away.I'm not a very political type of person; I just like to do what I like to do which is performing and shredding on guitar. But once we got on board with ONI, they did make us sign forms to not bad mouth them or instill revolution through our music.
But as far as picking what type of songs to play, our band had an equal say to it. Yet for the most part everyone would look over to me for some guidance as to what to play. So I would do my best to pick out some songs, that either spoke of love, having a good time, or something that is catchy.I would do my very best not to pick something that was controversial, or instill any thoughts of fighting the system. Which kind of sucked since some of the best music in last five hundred years was about those types of on a lighter subject so to speak, was finding my way back home. At first Gabe was right about putting the delorean in safe spot. He chose an area that had nothing but storage spaces, near the docks. At one point during our down time, Gabe and Clark had a scanner to see what they can do as for getting it back to working order.
The only real solutions were either get plutonium 240, or find another way. They chose the latter of the two. Basically it boiled down to a pack size fusion reactor that would fit near the trunk space of the car. It would give more than enough power to the time machine for me to go back. The only catch was, finding one that small to fit in the trunk space was next to the only way we could do it was to pay off some crack pot scientist to do it and key their mouth shut about it. That was easier said than done. I mean we must have gone through like well over thirty or fifty mad scientist so to speak.
All of them either wanted something outrageous price wise, or wanted to document their work with other witnesses. That was out of the boiled down to me that price was not an issue; all I really wanted was to get back home. So Clark did ask me a few questions about the time machine, mainly on who built I mentioned docs name to them, it was like they didn't believe me. Until I showed them a picture of me and Doctor Emmett Brown. The only thing was that Gabe and Clark called him by different name. "No shit kid you're telling me that the famous Dr. Von Braun built this time machine."
"Yeah that's right," Marty said confusingly." I don't why you call him that, his name is Brown."
"Well Marty his original name was Von Braun." He only changed before he came to the states a long time ago."
"Then why is he so famous, I mean from my time he was consider crackpot weirdo that kept to himself."
Clark then jumped in; "it's because of crackpot weirdo's like him that space travel is even possible between worlds.""A lot of the technology that we have today, especially in fusion energy, and quantum mechanics came from him."
"Even with slipstream drives, that make it possible to travel between worlds in outer space, it can't be achieved without quantum mechanics and fusion. "
"So what are you saying then?"
"I'm saying that Dr. Von Braun is grandfather of modern quantum nuclear mechanics."
"Well if that's the case then maybe he might have a few relatives left alive," Gabe suggested.
"Well it's worth a shot I suppose," Marty said.
"Ok then its settle we'll look into it, but for now you got a lunch date with Gary and Mike of Moonbeams."
"Oh yeah I forgot about that."
"Ah don't think of it as a chore Marty, if anything they probably want to do collaboration with you or the band."
Later that day we made it to the Sirloin here in Hill valley. From what I was told this is one of the most swank and expensive restaurants on earth. Yet from what I was told our meals were basically comp by ONI, who for some other reasons wanted to touch base with me, Gabe, and Clark. But only after our short meeting with Gary and anything it wasn't all that short. Gary who was a rather short man with thick frame circular glasses and short brown hair. While Mike was a little taller and skinnier who had dark black hair with a goatee. Of course we hit right to it, with drinks and eats
Since I never ate here before, they did recommend me the rib eye for starters. I ate my fill, and then we got right down to business. Now these guys were into something called electronic music. When I first listen to it, it was strange to me. Yet I could see that this can be kind of meeting was successful in nature; we did come to an understanding on a collaboration track. Originally they wanted to do an album, but we agreed on at least two or three tracks. Once they left to go on their way, that's when one of those ONI spooks came it was a pair of them. One was lady with dark brown hair tied back in tight pony tail. The other one was rather older dude with some grey hair.
"Ah Mr. Mcfly I trust the meal was most satisfactory."
" Uh yeah of course uh mister?"
"Oh I'm sorry I should have introduced myself to you."" I am General Lynch and my associate here is Lt Mason."
"Hey how are you doing?"
"By the way you guy's at ONI don't have to comp for every meal we have ok, it's not like I don't have any money to pay for it. "
"It's quite alright Mr. Mcfly we don't mind. "
"Um ok I guess, so what can I do for you then?"
"Ah yes the matter at hand."" We were wondering if you and your band would like to perform a free concert for the troops."
"Well I don't mind playing for you military guy's at all, but we just did our obligatory free concerts for the year already."" I think the last place we were at was that platform thing up in space," as Marty looked to Gabe for some direction.
"Uh yeah Marty you guys did play at the Cairo Station, I believe last month," Gabe explained.
"Yeah that's right last month. "
"I understand that you have full filled your obligations to ONI this year; however we are hoping that you would consider doing another one."
"Well I guess so, but I need to know when and where."
"As far as location, Mr. Mcfly all I can say it will be aboard the UNSC Infinity orbiting above earth."" As for the time, we were hoping in three days time, before it goes off on another deep space deployment."
"Whoa," is all I said out loud. "Ok look general, I don't want to sound negative, but we just got back about a week ago from a major tour across earth, Luna, and Mars."" And before I could agree on, I have to get everyone together to see if they will."
"We understand that you and your fellow band mates are on their down time, but we are prepared to make every accommodation that you and your band may need to be more comfortable."
"Again general I don't mind playing for you guys, but I still run through my crew first."
"I see then, but I implore you to convince them if you can."" Now on to the next order of business."" We our also hoping if you would make a friendly donation to the UNSC."
"A donation, what kind of donation?"
"Around a five million credit donation."
"Five million credits," Marty said surprisingly.
"Yes five million credits." General Lynch reaffirmed.
"Man this is like the third donation you asked for."" Man what do you guys use the money for anyways?"
"I'm sorry sir but that is classified," Lt. Mason said seriously.
"Come now Lt. Mason, Mr. Mcfly here is our friend and ally here no need to be cross with him."" If you must know Mr. Mcfly it's for logistics and supplies."
"Oh I see you guys just need more sleeping bags and beer I suppose."" Ok well then yeah sure five million is ok I suppose, but I need to run through my bank first, since they been keeping an eye on me for making some rather large withdrawals."
"Not to worry Mr. Mcfly we understand, however if you decide to bank with the treasury of the UNSC, then we can avoid these types of discussions in the future."
"Anyways general is there anything else?"
"Not at all Mr Mcfly."
"Well ok then first I'll go and make that donation first thing tomorrow morning and then I'll get back with the guys to see where we go from there."
" Very well then," as General Lynch started to get up to shake hands with Marty. "Uh Mr. Mcfly if you can let us know of your decision in seventy hours, that would be fine."
I nod back the general as I was ready to head on out. Soon enough I got in the limo along with Gabe and Clark as we were off to my house in the north side. "Hey Gabe, it that what they actually use the money for anyways?"
"Well most of the time, but usually they spend it on other projects which are either maintenance or armaments in certain divisions in UNSC."
" Oh ok then so he was only telling me half of the truth."
" Yeah I know Marty."
Once again within a day I was able to get with the rest of the crew, as we discussed about our next free performance. Even though they really were somewhat tired of touring and wanted to relax, they didn't want to get on ONI's bad side. At least, that's how they put when I mentioned to them about ONI meeting our every needs in accommodating us, they all had some rather interesting ideas, as well as common was a rather lengthy list of demands. I know one of them was unrestricted access throughout the ship with guides of course. One of them was also to field test weapons. Another one was to have a personal chef assigned to us. Mostly because we didn't want to eat that bland army food again that we had to on the accesses as well, so for sure I'm going to take my custom made skateboard up there.
When I let Mr. Lynch know that we could do the job, we immediately send a list of our demands to him. The weird thing was, is that he reluctantly agreed to most of it accept for the unrestricted access part. I guess in a way he didn't understand to wording on what we were saying and only catch was that we had to hang up there for at least three to four days, while this ship was orbiting around earth. Mostly to do a meet and greet with the crew. We all thought we were going to be up there for about a day. Most of our gear was already packed as we as a group started to make our way to the space elevator in Hill Valley.
I only rode on the thing for few times, and every time seemed ok, but I could tell that my insides would feel a bit course once we were on the docking bay we boarded another ship as we strap ourselves in. I believed they called it a pelican. Once we left we could tell that we are in space as everything felt as we were lighter than air.I so wanted to unstrapped myself and float around. All I know is that it didn't last that long, as I soon heard what could be metal doors opening up as I felt the ship slowing down. Just like that the back hatch was opening up as I was undoing my seat belt harness.
From what it looks, all I can say that it was big. Very metal looking, with its bulk heads, shiny metal floors, and shiny metal walls. And this place was bustling too as well. All sorts of people in different color uniforms, as well as some armed ones as thought the people in this hanger bay, as Gabe put to me seem to be busy with their jobs and what not, it didn't mean that we didn't go completely every other second, I would get bombarded by some kind of fan. Mostly asking for autographs from most of my crew, but mostly for me. When it came to fans, I would do my best to say hello and sign a few autographs here and there.
Next thing I knew it a rather large crowd gather around us all asking for autographs or taking a few pictures. So I just ask for everyone to stop in my crew and just sign some autographs and take some pictures. Eventually the crowd got did mention that it was rather weird that our escorts haven't arrived yet. But I wasn't really paying any heed to that since I was busy signing some autographs. Yet for some reason every time I would take a step my shoes would slip a bit on the surface.
When I notice this, I get the sudden urge to do a knee slide. So in an instant I take off running from the rest of my group to gain some speed. I then kneel on my knees forward for a short moment, then lean the same time held up my hands out making the rock hand sign yelling out loud Saturday night, of course my eyes are shut when I did this. All man I must have slid like twenty or forty feet. It was all fun and games till I heard a person in front of me clearing his voice while saying," am I interrupting you?"
I open my eyes only notice this persons legs first then I slowly looked up. I was another dude, but a rather older looking guy. He had some grey hair. From his posture he looked like he commanded a huge presence the only way I knew this was that when I looked around everyone in uniform or who worked here was standing still. I guess I didn't hear them to stand at attention at all. All I noticed was that Gabe was literally by my side franticly helping me up on my feet quick.
"Uh sorry sir, Mr. Mcfly here was just um checking to see if the floors were clean." In an instant I could tell this kind person doesn't take crap from no one. Or at least that's the vibe that I felt with this guy.
I'm like, "oh geez, I'm sorry if I cause you any trouble man…, I mean mister,… I mean sir." Again I could tell that this guy was not impressed.
"I see then, well allow me to introduce myself to you."" I am executive petty officer Armstrong."
"Well nice to meet you Mister Armstrong sir, I am Marty Mcfly lead guitarist of Sol Space." I tried to sound just a formal myself with the title and all as I held out my hand to him. Which he shook my hand in a strong and firm tight grip.
"Well Mr. Marty Mcfly lead guitarist of Sol Space welcome aboard to UNSC Infinity."" Now if you please instruct the rest of your party to follow me, as I will lead you to your quarters." In an instant I motion my hand for everyone to follow us.
I wanted to say something, but I could tell that from the serious looks that I got from both Gabe and Clark just to shut up move fast. As soon as we got to out station quarters, we started to take a bit of a load off. However Gabe along with Clark both left with that Armstrong guy for some secret pow wow I we all got in, we all let out a sigh of huge relief. For the most part our quarters were well furnished with nice furniture and our own make shift kitchen. Even the private chef was already there prepping some snacks for us. How cool was that.
But the first thing we did was check our equipment and gear. In about five minutes both Gabe and Clark came in. they looked a little bit stressed, so I asked what up. "So what was that about," Marty asked.
"Nothing much really other than just to keep tabs on you guys, after all this isn't suppose to be a pleasure cruise for you guys ok."
In an instant the door bell rang. I was about to get it until Clark beat me to it. So I just sat down and took a load off, while eating some horderves. Before long Clark came by to get Gabe. I overheard his conversation with Gabe saying that he had an urgent rather than wait up for them, I decided to go to my room and change into something more comfortable. The great thing about being rich and famous is that sometimes you get set up new trends in fashion and what I quickly changed out of my shinny future clothes, and slipped into some cargo baggy shorts, a layered t-shirt and some custom made black high top skate shoes, with laces of course. Of course I was able to look up about this kind of stuff during the 1990's on some data pads here in the future. To me it looked really comfortable and awesome. Oh I can forget my ball cap either.
But I digress the last thing I pulled out was custom made Valterra skateboard. This bad boy only set me back about fifty thousand credits, mainly because it was hard finding a dealer in Hill Valley willing to make one up from scratch. Yet when I field tested it myself, it felt just like my old one back in my time. I quickly pack it up in my back pack as I started to make my way I came back out to the common room, practically everyone was in their own room's taking a load off, with the exception of Johanna, who seemed to be watching some television not paying any attention to me.
Before I left I made sure that I had that special id badge on that Gabe gave to us before we left earth. For the most part he told us that it was to let everyone else know who we were on this ship. I quickly slip out of soon as I was out of my private area, all I can see is just a solid floors walls and ceilings for a long way. There was really none nearby at all. So I just started to walk on by hoping that maybe I could make out something.I enter one hallway to next for about the next couple of minutes. Man I was kind of losing hope on whether or not if I would find my bearings. I was about to turn back till, I ran into this other man. Before I knew I kind of ran into him.
My first response was," awe man I'm sorry I should've have been paying attention to where I was going." When I looked up, it was some dude decked out in some kind of armor, mostly in green and black.
"That's ok, uh sir."" Uh are you lost or something? ""What a minute, you wouldn't be by any chance Marty Mcfly of Sol Space?"
I kind played off to guy in a playful matter by a saying," that's name don't wear it out."" But yeah I'm Marty how's it hanging." As I hold out my hand to greet this green guy.
"I knew it was you." He took my hand and shook it with much enthusiasm.
"Hey man I got all your albums."
"Well thanks that really means a lot to me." "You would be by any chance one of those many marines I heard so much about?"
" That I am Marty."" Oh should I call you Mr. Mcfly or Mr. Marty Mcfly?"
"Hey man no worries about being formal in front of me just call me Marty."
"Ok uh yeah Marty I am a marine."" I'm Private first Class Davis."
"Well nice to meet you P.F.C. Davis."
"Say Marty can I have an autograph from you?"
"Sure thing Davis, uh who do you want me to make it out to?"
"Well here just sign you name on my helmet if you can."
"Ok then, do you want a small signature or a big one?"
" Marty make it big near the front." He gave me a permanent marker and I make my mark on his helmet. Awe man he had the look of kid getting his first bike for Christmas.
"Say P.F.C. Davis can you help me with something."
"Uh sure Marty as long as it is simple I suppose."
"Well I'm looking for nice big area on this ship that I can be by myself."" Also it must have windows so I can take peek outside into space and such, you think you can find me a place like that?"
"Uh yeah sure Marty I got the perfect place like that, just follow me ok."
"Oh one more thing Davis if you could please try to avoid large crowds ok, so that I don't get bombarded by too many fans." He just nodded back to me as I followed.
We walked for about thirty minutes around this ship as he did his best to avoid large crowds. Every now and then I would get stop by some random fan for either a photo op or a random signature. But none the less Private Davis did hold true to his word as he found me a rather secluded large space here on this had everything that I needed a large space to do some boarding and lots of windows. The first thing I did was to take a gander at earth. Man what a sight to see. Soon enough Private Davis, did tell me that he had other pressing matters to attend to, but none the less did show me how to make my way back in case I needed to get back to my dorm.
As soon as he left, that's when I pulled out my Skateboard. For the most part my skateboard handles fairly well to the metal surface and all, even though I can pull off a nice power slide. This hallway was really great, in that it was spacious, flat, and it had a nice view of earth whenever I wanted to take a me it's been far too long since I've been able to board on my own ever since I've gotten here. Best of all I had this space all to myself. That is until, I got a bit spooked by some random noise, that I thought that someone was either spying on me or some other people was coming by.
So in an instant, I started to gain more speed and turned into another hallway, only this one was a bit tight. I only glanced to the front for a split second just to make sure I don't run into any walls, as I continue to look back to make sure no one was following when I turned my head, I faintly see big black blotch in front of me. Whatever I hit it was really hard, as I fell backwards hitting back first on cold metal floor. As for my Skateboard, who knows where it went.
I took such a nasty fall that I was really groaning to some of the aches and pains that I now have. I heard a voice asking me if I was ok. I response as usual as anyone who had the wind knocked out of them would sound like. "I think I'll be fine, just give me a minute."
Of course my eyes were completely shut the entire time. As I started to sit myself up a bit, I heard another voice letting someone called Buck know that I look ok and not to call a medic, whatever that I finally opened my eyes things started to come into focus. At first I saw a big dark gray blotch in front of me. Then that's when shit hit the fan so to speak. All of sudden my eyes widen into shock as to what I saw next.
"HOLY JESUS ,BLACK BERRY,CHRISTMAS," I franticly started crawl back with my hands and feet. I got up slowly holding my hands out in a submissive state to show them that I come in peace. I cock my head to the side wondering what the heck I'm looking at.I got like four robot looking dudes in front of me. Oddly enough in different colors as well. Like two of them were in some dark grey color, while another was in all white, and the other in red. From the looks of it they easily tower over me as if I was nothing.I have to admit I'm not a tall guy at all. At best I'm only about five foot six. But these robots have to be easily seven foot tall. The one thing they all seemed to have in common was that fact they sported some kind of gold visor across what I assume was their face.
"Man I didn't know these guys had robots," Marty said curiously out loud. Just then I spotted my board near the red one. As I slowly started to make way towards it. Until one of the grey ones spoke to me oddly not in a robotic voice.
"Halt, this is a restricted area." as it said to me in a commanding tone. I stop immediately holding up my hands in that submissive way.
"Holy shit you robots talk?"" Uh look I understand, I was just leaving ok, I just want to get my board back that's near that red one over there," as I pointed to my board.
In an instant that red looked down a bit as I guess that it noticed my skateboard. Hell even in its hands, it looked like it could snap it like a twig. I guess it was inspecting it as it took one of its fingers rolling the wheels on a good couple of minutes there was a long awkward silence in the room. For all I know these robots where communicating with one another without my knowledge. As for me all I wanted was to get out of there safe and sound. "You know what robots, uh just keep it I can always get another one," Marty said nervously.
In an instant I quickly turned around and started to walk out very frantically. When I reached the door, I was told in a much more commanding tone to stop at once. Which I did in an instant. At first I wanted to just bolt out of there, but for all I knew these robots could've easily shot me down or do much course when the door opened, I saw a very welcoming face. Which happed to be Gabe and Clark. For once Gabe didn't look all that pleased with me, as he sported an annoyed look. He stated to ream my ass for a moment.
"There you are Marty, I've been looking everywhere for you."" God dame I'm so lucky that I ran into that marine."" Next time if you decide to take stroll be sure to check with me first." Gabe continued on with me until I see Clark who is next to him notice that I wasn't alone in this hallway.
"Uh sir," Clark said with some concern in his voice.
"Not now Clark."
" SIR," Clark said again as he tugged on Gabe's sleeve.
"Geez what is it Clark!" As Clark then motioned behind Marty on the fact there are other guests with them.
Gabe looked back behind Marty only to say, "Oh." He whispers to Clark that he'll do the talking, while at the same time mutters to Marty to keep close to Clark and wait for him on the other side. Of course Marty did as he was sighed to himself a bit while muster some courage at the same time. It's not often that he see's Spartans, at least not that much often in real life. Yet he just follows simple protocol whenever he encounters them.
As soon as Marty and Clark left he went to the Spartans before him. "Good afternoon Spartan's I'm Lt. Mark Gable of ONI Section II VIP Liaison."
"Section II VIP Liaison there is no such thing in ONI," Locke said.
"I assure you there is such a thing, as it was newly formed last year."
" What's so important about that kid," Buck said smugly.
"That kid is the lead guitarist for one of the most popular bands that ONI wants in order to win hearts and minds," Gabe proudly says.
"Perhaps you may have heard of him, but I know for a fact that every crew member on this boat that's not a Spartan or an officer had heard of him, especially the innies." Gabe then motions to the red Spartan to hand over Marty's Skate board.
" I believe that belongs to him." "In case you haven't figured it out yet, that kid is from the popular band called Sol Space." His band will be performing for the crew here in a day or two for free."
In an instant Gabe starts to head on out, but not before Locke spoke up again. "What is his name if you don't mind answering?"
Gabe stops only to turn his head slightly," his name is Marty Mcfly." And just like that Gabe walks out.
Of course once he walks out and out of sight from the rest of the Spartan's he lets out a huge amount of breath. Of course both Clark and Marty are looking at him kind of strangely and relive. In an instant all three started to walk back to Marty's dorm, while Gabe just gave Marty's skate board back unharmed.
"Whoa thanks Gabe, by the way what are those things?"
"Not now kid, I just got to get you back to dorm asap."
" How come," Marty asked.
"Because I got to get you ready a dinner date tonight, and hopefully we'll be done with this hectic day." As they continued to walk back quickly to Marty's dorm.