August 10, 2047
6:15 PM PDT
Future Hell Universe
Marlene McFly felt miserable, as she came to. Not only did she feel dizzy, also, she heard a few loud sonic booms shortly before waking up, which naturally did hurt her ears. She wondered what was going on, and opened her eyes.
That, however, turned out to be a mistake. As she looked around, she could clearly identify not one, not two, not three, but nine other versions of herself. "All right, what's going on here?" she said, aloud.
"It's the Tannen's" a familiar voice said. Marlene swiftly turned around, and spotted no one else than her mother, Jennifer Parker, who was just sitting there on the ground. She looked absolutely miserable, though, and, most notably of all, was still a teenager. "Mom?" Marlene asked, confused.
"I'm a version of your mother, yes" Jennifer said. "At least, that is, if your world is similar to ours."
"Our... our world?" Marlene repeated.
"Exactly" Jennifer confirmed. "We are all from seperate worlds. Back in 1987, Cliff Tannen kidnapped me and travelled to 2017 with the DeLorean, which he got too. He teamed up with Griff and started hopping through various dimensions. They picked up Amy later."
Marlene blinked, and Stephanie, who she now saw was along with her, did the same. "But how did they manage to figure that out?" she asked, confused.
"The dimensional travelling was a bit of bad luck on our part" Jennifer said, bitter. "Griff hit the time machine's control display when fleeing from Doc chasing him. However, the time travelling was actually due to me. Cliff forced me to help him out."
Marlene's mouth opened wide, and shut again a moment later. "I suppose that I could be mad at you, but I don't think I am" she said. "It's not like you volunteered, after all. I bet that I would've done the same, if Cliff was to force me in any way. Knowing the Tannen's, they must've told you that something very bad would happen, if you wouldn't help them. Is that right?"
"Yeah, that's right" Jennifer replied. "He told me that he'd hurt Marty. I felt very frightened, as I really didn't want Marty to get into any harm." She sighed.
"Ah, our poor heroic girl" Griff quipped. "You must be feeling so awful. You want another eclair?"
"No thanks" Jennifer growled.
"Ah, that's too bad" Griff said, with a smile. He returned to the front. "Well, let's see where we ended up now... August 10th, two thousand forty-seven?"
"What?" Marlene exclaimed, confused. "Twenty-forty-seven?"
"It was my idea, actually" the girl who looked a lot like Amy Needles said, smirking. "I figured that we could go original on this one. Also, while this is Cliff's future, aren't you kind of curious to see what lies ahead of us?"
"Now that you put it that way, yeah" Griff said, with a smirk. "Amy, you are brilliant."
"You're smart too, Griff" the girl that most certainly couldn't be Amy said, smiling. "And nice. However I do have to admit that I prefer your Daddy here."
"Ah, that's okay" Griff said, smiling. "We don't have these girls for nothing, you know."
Marlene rolled her eyes, and leaned down. "We don't have much chances of getting out of here, do we?" she muttered, depressed.
"Not on our own, no" Marlene Six said. "I'm not giving up hope yet though that, one day, the Doc's will arrive and free us."
Cliff then burst out laughing. "Do you girls really think that is going to happen?" he said, with a smirk. "We'd never let that happen. After all, we wouldn't want our beloved girls to get taken back to their boyfriend-who-can't-choose."
Marlene rolled her eyes. "You know, you're such a disgusting person" she muttered. "I can't believe that you'd actually do this to us! I mean, I never knew... Griff's father... all too well, but I figured that you'd be bad. However, now I actually have the displeasure of actually finding out how bad you are!"
"Oh, that really is too bad" Cliff said, patting Marlene on the back. "I do feel quite sorry for you, you know."
Marlene rolled her eyes, as Cliff took the controls. "I can't believe this" she muttered, nearly crying. "I'd never thought that such a terrible thing could... could ever happen to me! Those bastards..."
The girl then suddenly paused, as she felt bad for the girls on the bus. "I guess that what happens to me isn't as bad as what happens to you" she said, looking around. "After all, you guys have been on here for a lot longer."
"Well, actually, I have been on here ever since the last time" an unfamiliar girl who looked a lot like Elisabeth Shue said. "I'm Suzy MacArthur, by the way. I'm the girlfriend of one of the versions of Marty Junior."
Stephanie blinked. "You mean, there are universes where Marty Junior is dating... someone else?" she said, with obvious disbelief and horror.
A girl who also resembled Elisabeth Shue sighed. "I'm afraid yes" she said. "I'm not one of them, though - I'm Julie MacArthur, the cousin of Suzy number seven, and I'm dating Marty Junior's cousin. However, in worlds One and Four Marty Junior is dating Harmony Brown, in worlds Three, Five, Seven and Eleven he's dating my cousin, and in world Eight he's dating a girl named Susan Brown. In worlds Two, Six, Nine and Ten it's you whom he's dating, though, along with number twelve - the world where you came from and that we just exited."
Marlene sighed. "This is really getting to be weirder and weirder every second" she admitted. "So - I now know the girlfriend's of my brother and I know the me's, but... who are the rest of you guys?"
"I'm a version of you, too" a girl who looked a lot like a teenaged Lorraine Baines said. She somehow managed to point at a girl who looked a lot like Marlene's mother as a teen. "This is Melody, my sister."
"Hi" Melody said, sheepishly.
"Hi" Marlene responded, uncertain how to deal with all this.
"I'm Jennifer Parker" a girl who resembled Melody said. "Your mother, yes - another version of her. But we've already been over that."
"I'm Lisa Jung" another girl said. "I suppose that you've never heard of me in my entire life, but I'm dating a Mike McFly. In our world, he's the look-alike cousin to Marty McFly Junior."
"I'm Stacy Stebbs" a girl who resembled Stephanie said. "But if my sister exist in your worlds, I suppose that you already know that. There's a few more of me here, too. But why isn't your world's version of me on board?"
"She lives in Elmdale" Stephanie said. "She moved there to be with her boyfriend. Why, is that different in your world?"
Stacy nodded, confused. "Yeah" she said. "I don't see any version of Marty McFly Jr's brother or his cousin moving to Elmdale. I mean, they all like Hill Valley - as it's the town they grew up in."
Stephanie frowned. "She's not dating a brother or cousin of MJ" she said. "Marty Junior only has a sister, Marlene. Stacy dates a boy named Trevor. I suppose you girls have never heard of him, then?"
"No" Stacy confessed. "The other Stacy's and I - I'm Stacy Six, by the way - are dating a brother or cousin of Marty McFly Jr - who, in all cases, looks identical to Marty Junior himself. Stacy Two is dating Marty's cousin, Alex, and I'm dating another version of Alex - however Alex' father is the same person as Marty Junior's father."
"What?" Marlene said, confused.
"They're counterparts" Stacy Six explained. "Marty McFly Senior and Dr. Emmett Brown managed to escape from the world that Biff Tannen made, and then, they managed to fix it, and return to the good reality with the good reality's version of Marty Senior and Doc Brown. Marty Sr - Alex's father - is named Calvin McFly, while Dr. Brown is named Chris - as in Christopher Lloyd Brown, but Chris is shorter."
"That's the same thing with our reality" Julie said. "However, in our world, there are three versions of Marty McFly Sr - with one of them being from Biff's world. Their names are Calvin McFly and Michael Brown - and Marty McFly, of course. We have a Chris, too, however he's more commonly named Christopher. We don't call him Chris very often. Well, I wouldn't call him that anyway, since he's my future father-in-law's adoptive father, but still."
Stacy Six frowned. "Strange" she muttered. "He's called Chris in our world all the time."
"I guess that's once another difference between our worlds and yours" Marlene Seven said. "And I thought that interdimensional travelling was hard enough already - without having to see two kinds of worlds."
"I suppose" Marlene said. "Anyway, how about going on with your explanation about who's who?"
"Yeah, you're right" Stephanie Two said. "So, anyway, that girl over there is Maria Brown. Apparently, she's Doctor Emmett Brown's daughter."
"Hi" the girl said, with a slight smile. "I'm from world number five. There's another version of me in here, though, from world number seven. I'm currently single, but other-me is dating a George Emmett McFly."
Marlene's eyes widened for a moment. "All right... that sounds weird. Kind of nice, though."
"Yeah, that's what George's Dad thought" the Maria replied. "He owes a lot to Doctor Brown, and they got very close during the time they spent in their hide-out."
Stephanie frowned. "Their what?"
"Long story" Maria Seven said, with a slight smile. "Let's just say that I'll tell you the details later."
"To go on with the introductions, there's also me" a girl who looked a lot like the Maria's said. "My name is Susan Brown. I'm the great-granddaughter of Dr. Emmett Brown. I know, sounds impossible, but trust me, it's true."
"And then there's me" an unfamiliar girl said. "I'm Julia Belle Rundgren, and, believe it or not, I'm kind of your counterpart, as I'm dating a Mike Hartford - and Jennifer Parker is my mother, too. It's kind of a confusing situation."
"What isn't?" Marlene argued, somehow managing a smile.
"Good point."
"Well, it's about time for us to depart again" Cliff then said, as the time train landed on the ground with a bump. "I'd love to stay and talk to you some more, but I'm really getting curious about what I'll see here in 2047 right now. See you girls later."
"Don't hurry" Marlene muttered, angry.
Cliff grinned. "Ah... you really don't know it yet, do you?" he said, smiling. "Trust me, darling - you'll find out that you love me. And even if you don't, well, Griff and I'll amuse ourselves with you just as much."
"And I will, too - on other ways" Fake Amy said, grinning.
"That's right" Griff said. His father and Fake Amy then exited the train, and apparently headed uptown. Marlene sighed, as she leaned back against the place she was seated, only to find out that it was very uncomfortable. This just wasn't her day.
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Cliff Tannen smiled broadly, as he and Amy entered the Courthouse Square of the year 2047. It was a very strange sight to see how the world looked like thirty years from your home time, but it was even stranger to see it advanced another three decades. Both Cliff and Amy walked through the Square with amazement.
As Cliff looked closer, though, he noticed that not so much had changed, after all. Sure, the pond in front of the Courthouse Square was larger, and there were fishers fishing in it. However, it otherwise looked very much the same. Also, the Courthouse Mall was still there - and some of the technology seemed to be even less advanced.
"Buttheads" the twenty-four-year-old muttered, slightly confused. "And this is supposed to be thirty years of advance?"
"Yeah, I agree" Amy said, nodding. "I mean - I would've thought that there would be robots walking around by now, and more Pitbull Hoverboards - as opposed to the normal brand." As they looked around, though, the amount of 'normal' hoverboards was still the same as in 2017.
"I wonder what happened" Cliff said, nodding. "Well, I guess that we could always ask the girls, once we capture them. In the meantime, we'll just hang around here and see what we can find out."
"Yeah" Amy said, thinking of something. "You know - how are we going to capture the girls, anyway? I mean, the Square doesn't look too different, but I bet that the girls are. After all, we're not native to 2047 - and therefore, we have no idea whom to look for."
"Yeah, and just capturing random girls doesn't sound like a good plan either," Cliff agreed, "just like capturing the girls' older selves. I'm not going to kiss a fifty-year-old, no matter how cute they once might've been. We might have rejuvenation jobs in twenty-seventeen, but that doesn't mean that we can undo all aging."
"Rejuve-what?" Amy asked, confused.
"Rejuvenation jobs" Cliff said. "Griff told me about it, before you came along. It's apparently something that allows you to de-age for thirty years, or even forty sometimes. Haven't you heard of it? According to Griff it was invented by the 2010s."
"Can't say I've ever heard the term before" Amy muttered. "Now... wait, maybe I have. I just recently watched the news, and that Martin Brown nutcase - I don't know if you know him, but he's the youngest son of Doc Brown - said that he was leading a group of doctors who were working on a way to de-age a person. Would be around in about ten years. Sounds pretty stupid, but hey, if it could happen in your universe, why wouldn't it in mine?"
"Good point" Cliff said. "This is really weird. I wonder why those rejuve-thingies will be invented later in your worlds. Ah, that's not important anyway. Let's focus on the girls." He paused for a moment. "You know, maybe we could ask someone who the daughters - if he has ones - of Martin Butthead Junior and the grandkids or whatever of Crazy Old Doc Brown are."
"And let's not forget the girlfriend of Mister I-can't-choose-a-girlfriend's son" Amy said. "Let me guess - his son looks exactly like him, and is called Martin Seamus McFly as well."
"The originality" Cliff smirked. "He's not quite as picky with names as he is with girls, isn't he? Well, then again - who am I to speak?" His smirk turned into a broad grin. "I'm not picky with girls either."
"I didn't expect you to be" Amy said, grinning back. "That would be a rather unusual change of stance, after all." She looked around. "So, as we said before - where to go?"
As Cliff was wondering about that, an older woman came walking up to them. Cliff looked at her and frowned. There was something very familiar about her...
He, however, didn't realise who it was until he heard very strange noises from his partner in crime. As he turned to look, he saw that Amy's eyes had gone wide and that her face was pale white. The same thing had happened with the woman. Cliff grabbed Amy's arm, and then, he realised who they were facing. It was Amy - the Amy from the year 2047, at age 53!
Old Amy just stared at her other self. "I..." she whispered. "I'm... young..." And that was the last thing she stammered, as she fell back, luckily not hitting her head on anything as her hair instead touched the water, as she fell right in front of the pond. That seemed to be somewhat of a relief, though.
Young Amy, in the meantime, seemed to be very close to fainting as well. Cliff decided to ignore Old Amy and focused on the other girl. "Don't you faint on me now" he said, firmly. He didn't want to wait until Amy woke up, if she happened to faint. After all, in that time, the Browns could easily catch up to them.
Amy glanced over at Cliff, staring without any recognition. However, after a few seconds, and Cliff shaking her body, she seemed to regain consciousness and some colour returned to her face. "Holy shit" she whispered, still pale. "That was... that was me! And I was... old!"
"Yeah" Cliff said, nodding. "It was. However, I wonder why you almost fainted from that, though." He shot a quick glance at Old Amy, still lying there unconscious. "Better avoid staring her in the face from now on. That's not too hard, as she did pass out."
"Oh?" Amy said. She obviously still was feeling uneasy. "It's just... it's just so incredible. Once I saw her, I immediately recognised her. I just saw her, being me, while I'm me, and so old that it couldn't possibly make sense... myself in front of me, very much alive but old... boy, seeing the other me's was rather weird, but this is even weirder. For a moment, I thought that everything was going black in front of me. I think that I might as well have fainted, too, if you hadn't pulled me back to consciousness."
Cliff smiled faintly. "Yeah, that might have happened."
"Laura!"
A young, unfamiliar young man came running up to Young Amy, and grabbed her out of Cliff's hands. "Oh, Laura, what happened! What happened to Miss Needles over here! You look like you've seen a ghost!"
Amy looked at the guy, and pushed him off her. "Who are you!" she demanded, angry.
The young man's eyes went wide. "You mean, you don't recognise me?" he said, visibly confused. "It's me, it's John... your boyfriend?"
Amy was too stunned to say anything, but Cliff did say something. "Just who are you holding her for?" he asked.
The guy looked at Cliff, somewhat disgusted. "You know that" he said. "This here is my girlfriend - Laura McFly, daughter of Andrew Carnegie McFly, son of David William McFly, son of George Douglas McFly?"
"A McFly?" Amy said, stunned.
John nodded. "Yeah" he said. "Your mother, Roberta Needles, married Andrew McFly. But that's not important right now. You obviously need someone to help you - just look at you!"
"It's not needed" Amy assured him. "I'm fine. I was just walking around. You go home."
John looked at her, confused. "Fine, whatever you say, Laura" he finally settled on, walking away. "See you tonight! Remember, we're going to have a stroll through the field behind the Courthouse!"
"I'll remember" Amy responded, weakly, as John distanced himself.
"Weird guy" Cliff concluded.
Amy, in the meantime, shook her head. "Why on earth would Roberta marry a McFly!" she exclaimed. "I know that she's a lot like wuss me, but that's no reason to marry the nephew of Marty McFly Senior!"
"Stupid name, by the way" Cliff commented.
Amy shrugged. "His father is an economics fan" she commented. "Buttheads."
"Exactly" Cliff responded. As he then thought of something, he asked: "So, Amy, after noticing you have a wuss niece and a wuss counterpart, what am I like in your world?"
Amy thought about that for a moment. "I don't know" she finally concluded. "I only know you as Griff's Dad. I do recall that you always mess up the word 'butthead' though. You always say 'head-butt' instead. Other than that, you're the same, pretty much."
Cliff frowned. "Sounds like I've got a stupid counterpart" he said. His face then brightened. "Well, not all me's can be so brilliant as I am."
Amy looked at him, and smiled. "That's right" she said, grinning at him.
"Well, let's go on and find our girls, now" Cliff said. "Why don't we go check out that field that weird guy was talking about? Who knows - we might even find them there."
"It could be" Amy said. "It's worth a try."
They then headed over to the field. Cliff smiled, as he felt about ready to capture some more girls.
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Alternate Sarah Brown sighed deeply, as she was strolling through the park, together with her best friends, namely her local counterpart, and Jennifer McFly, the sister of Marty McFly III. She was thinking about her boyfriend, Marty McFly III - and about their future, which certainly seemed bright. After all, Marty III had won that writing contest earlier in the year - and seemed to be headed for a bright future as a writer. She figured that it was very nice that George McFly, Marty's great-grandfather, seemed to approve of Marty III writing fiction for his grandfather's stories, and was very proud of Marty III stepping into his great-grandfather's footsteps. Right now, there were two writers in the family, as well as two musicians. She hoped that Marty III would become just as successful as his great-grandfather. She then started to wonder what kind of job their future son would have.
Sarah One then blushed, as she realised what she was thinking. She was actually thinking about herself having a son with Marty III! Granted, they had confessed to each other that they loved each other over two years ago, now, but it was still a weird thing to think about.
Two years ago. It was the time it all happened. After having spent her initial life in the safety of the Non-GriffCo hide-out, the date that she had first come to town had triggered the next six months of chaos that ended up bringing her into the good reality. It all had happened very fast for Marty III, and even for her, the process had seemed fast sometimes. However, there were times, like the month spent building the DeLorean and the four months in 1925, that she'd felt bored - and that progress in getting to the good reality had slowed almost to a halt.
Sarah sighed, as she then thought of how terrible it had been to live in the alternate world. Sure, life in the hide-out hadn't been so bad the first years - especially when her father was still around. But then, the things had happened after each other. First, her father had gone out and never returned in the spring of 2034 - shot by Griff Tannen's lackey's, like Marty McFly Junior had been shot by Griff Tannen himself. Then, her mother had turned out to be missing in the summer of 2042, and the 14-year-old had to care for herself from then on, up until the day that she'd been waiting for - October 21st, 2045, the day that her father, Verne Brown, had considered her to be ready to, with help of Marty III and Marty Senior, rebuild the time machine and stop Griff Tannen's empire before it even started to rise.
"Off in thoughts again?"
Sarah One looked up at her friend and counterpart, Sarah Two. "Yeah, I guess I was" she admitted. "How are you enjoying it out here? The sun's certainly shining bright today."
"Yeah" Sarah Two said, nodding. "I guess that was different in your world?"
Sarah One grimaced. "You bet" she muttered. "Granted, I spent most of my life in a hide-out - heck, I was born in it, but still. Even when out of the hide-out, the sky wasn't very bright. Pollution, you know."
"I suppose so" Jennifer said, shaking her head. "I can't believe that Marty - your Marty - actually told me that I was used to Griff being my father. That I sometimes even persuaded him to quit standing up to the guy. That girl doesn't exactly sound like me, even though, according to Marty, we do have a lot of things in common - and don't just share our name and looks."
"Yeah" Sarah One confirmed. "I never knew you or saw you outside of television or newspapers, but trust me, you do seem pretty much the same, and if Marty says it's so, it's so. He wouldn't lie to you about that."
"Says his girlfriend" Jennifer replied, with a smirk.
Sarah One blushed. "Yeah, point made" she admitted. Deciding that talking about the horrific world that she originated from was too depressing, she changed the subject. "Talking about Marty, do you think the boys are about ready yet?"
"Yeah, I think they are" Sarah Two said. "Whatever they were planning shouldn't have taken very long."
Sarah Two nodded, and looked at Sarah One. "Thanks, for sharing your anniversary with us" she said. "I mean, you could've just said to us that we should use the day that we first met."
"Yeah, but that would be kind of contrasting" Sarah Two figured. "It was kind of clear to us. I remember how we'd been off on a long vacation in '42, and when we returned and I saw Marty III again, I realised how much I'd missed him and... it was like meeting him all over again. And that was when I fell in love with him."
"That's five years ago today" Sarah One said, remembering how her counterpart had told her that story many times before. Local Marty III and Sarah Two hadn't really talked about their relationship, figuring that their counterparts were probably dating as well. It wasn't until Alternate Marty III and Sarah One had finally confessed that they were in love at the October 26th anniversary, that Local Marty III and Sarah Two finally had found out what had not been going on all the time.
"That's correct" Jennifer said. "It was kind of weird for Mr. Brown, too. He knew that his father and my grandpa had always been friends, and now to see my brother with his daughter was kind of strange. They could've ended up hating each other, after all, but it was quite the opposite what happened."
"I don't think that I could quite see a McFly and a Brown hating each other" Sarah One said. "I know that Marty III and your other self were always informed by Griff that the Browns were nutcases and blew themselves and the town up every other day, that's why Marty III resisted the idea of a time machine at first, but they didn't really hate us - they just didn't really know us. And once Marty III got to know me and later Grandpa Brown, we got to be friends really soon."
"Yeah, that's a good point" Sarah Two admitted. She then wanted to say some more, but was interrupted as suddenly a tall figure jumped from behind a tree, and grabbed her arm.
"Xiff Tannen!" Sarah One exclaimed, immediately recognising the guy. "Leave Sarah alone!"
Xiff looked at her with a smirk. "Why should I?" he asked. "It's not you I'm holding, after all... even though that could change."
Sarah One sighed deeply. "Xiff, we've been over this" she said. Xiff Tannen always reminded her of Xiff's evil counterpart in the Griff-horrific reality. She remembered how she first saw him for real - bullying Marty, and tearing up his beautiful drawing. Xiff had, unlike his father, not changed from the other reality and was still bad. At least now, Marty III wasn't his 'brother'.
She ignored her own thoughts and looked at Xiff, firmly. "If you don't back off right now, I'm going to call the police" she stated.
Instead of looking impressed, Xiff burst into laughter. "Sweetie, I'm the great-great-great-grandson of the fastest gun in the West" he told her. "The second after you get that cell phone outta your pocket, it'll be lying on the ground in pieces after I smash it before you can react."
Jennifer rolled her eyes at the Tannen's obvious egoism. "Just leave her alone!" she shouted. "Go pick on someone else!"
"Why should I?" Xiff repeated. "Your Dad humiliated my Dad. Your Great-Grandpa humiliated my Great-Grandpa. If not for you Browns and McFly's, the name of Griff Tannen would be treated with respect and the surname of Tannen would be a guarantee for a high position in Hill Valley."
Sarah One sighed. She knew how egoistic the Tannens could be. "Just back off, okay" she said.
"No" Xiff said, nearly polite, then grabbing her hand, too. "You'll be my girl. And if you girls do anything to try to stop it, then..."
"Then what?" Sarah Two stated.
"Then we'll have to go and help him."
Sarah One blinked at the familiar voice. As she looked up, she found herself facing someone who looked exactly like Xiff Tannen! He was accompanied by Laura McFly, the granddaughter of Dave McFly. Sarah wondered who this guy was, and why Laura was in the company of a Tannen."
Xiff looked up, too, and gasped. "Holy shit!" he exclaimed, gazing at the person. "Laura, who is that?"
Laura rolled her eyes. "I'm not a Laura McFly" she stated. "My name is Amy Needles. And this guy here is most likely your grandpa, Cliff Tannen. Now, who are you?"
Xiff frowned and rolled his eyes. "Yeah, right" he said. "My grandpa? Like I believe that. And Amy Needles is also in her early fifties already. You don't look anything like her, unless you got a rejuvenation." "Or a time machine" she mentally added.
"Ah, so they do exist after all" the Tannen said, with a smile. "Well, anyway, let's get this over with, shall we? We have expressed some... interest in the girls you are holding. From their looks, I'd say they are Brown girls, aren't they?"
"Um, yeah" Xiff said. "That's Sarah Brown and her twin sister, Mary. I dunno who's who. And that's Jennifer McFly over there. Why do you wanna know?"
The Tannen didn't answer his question, but looked at Jennifer with interest. "You look exactly like Jennifer Parker" he said, smiling. "You must be the daughter of that butthead Marty McFly Junior!"
"Now, really" Jennifer said, sarcastically. "Now, I don't know who you are, but if you three just back off, then we can go away."
The Tannen grinned. "Oh, they're so naïve, aren't they?" he said to the girl that claimed to be Amy Needles. "I'm sorry, girl, but you've gotta come with us. I'd love to expand our collection with a third Jennifer look-alike." He then grabbed her arms and put them behind her back, swiftly. He then took out some cloth, and held it in front of her, almost causing her to pass out, but Jennifer managed to free herself just in time.
Sarah One wondered what was going on, but she was not going to wait to find out. In a swift move, she freed herself from Xiff's grip, pulled her counterpart loose, and ran away as fast as she could.
"They're getting away!" 'Amy' exclaimed.
"Chase them!" the Tannen exclaimed. He turned towards Xiff. "You, too! We can use you!"
"Now, wait a second!" Xiff insisted, as he ran after them. "Can't you just tell me what this is about, first?" His cries were ignored, however, as the chase was on.
Sarah One ran as fast as her legs could carry her. She knew that, if she showed down for just one second, she would be captured. However, going fast wasn't the option either. They'd just get tired eventually.
"Maybe we should split up!" Jennifer called out.
"There's three of them!" Sarah Two pointed out. "There's no way that..."
That was the last thing she said for a moment as she stumbled over a rock and was sent downwards by gravity. Moments later, she smacked onto the ground.
Sarah One and Jennifer went pale. "Sarah... Great Scott, are you okay?" Sarah One said, acting like her grandfather.
No response came. Sarah One looked at Jennifer. "Jennifer, run" she ordered. "I'll try to revive other me."
"But..." Jennifer tried to protest.
"Go!" Sarah One insisted, as their captives came closer. Jennifer ran away, and moments later 'Cliff', Xiff and 'Amy' caught up to her. Xiff grabbed her shoulders to ensure that she wouldn't go away, and the other two followed Jennifer. However, the other Tannen grabbed the rock that Sarah One had stumbled over. Going as fast as he could, Sarah One saw him go through the bushes nearby and making a half circle, causing him to be in front of Jennifer.
Sarah One watched as Jennifer tried to dive to the left, but the Tannen just smiled evilly and threw the rock in front of her feet. Jennifer stumbled, too, and was knocked out.
"You... you inhuman creature!" Sarah One exclaimed, as Cliff returned. "She could've been killed by that! Or at least severely injured!"
"Oh, she wouldn't" Cliff said, with a smile. "I know that much, at least. However, we could've always gone to the future and get her fixed."
"The... the future?" Sarah One exclaimed, surprised.
"Wait a second" Xiff said, confused. "You're in on that stupid story, too? Of him being my grandpa and all?"
"It's the truth, grandson" Cliff said. "But, to satisfy you, we'll show you our time machine later. However, there's one issue to be settled first." He put the chloroform in front of her face, and however Sarah protested heavily, and managed to push it away twice, Xiff holding her hands and the always coming chloroform meant that she had to go down eventually. Finally, Sarah One fell backwards, and passed out. Once again, the bad guys had done well.
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Marty McFly Junior Twelve sighed, as the bus travelled through the time barrier. As much as excitement was filling him, he felt also bad - for three reasons. One, he was going to an entirely different universe, and who knows what that might hold? Also, they were going a thirty years into the future. While he had seen the past before, the future was quite new for him.
Secondly, and most importantly, there was the matter of the girls to think about. Without the girls having been captured, they'd all be safe and sound at home. Now, though, the situation was quite the contrary. They were separated, and the girls were probably having a terrible time.
The third reason wasn't really a serious problem, but it still filled Marty Junior Twelve with a lot of unease. There was the fact that, right now, there were eleven other versions of him on this bus - as well as a lot more non-him look-alikes - and there even was some guy who was dating a Marlene, but actually the grandson of George McFly! It really confused Marty Junior even more... as if the look-alikes weren't enough. Sure, he'd met a look-alike before, his teenaged father, back in 1985, but that was different. This certainly was a different situation all together - and Marty Jr Twelve couldn't help but feel very uncomfortable about that. He therefore was glad that he was not alone - and that his father, Mike Hartford, Doc and Jessica were along with them. While the presence of Jessica did make him think of how strange it was, that most of the other Doc's weren't married to her - it did make him feel more like at home, in their own universe - and not in a different world.
He simply sighed, and looked around. At the front, Doc Three was looking obviously concerned. That was only logical, though, after having gone through so many universes and failing to catch the ones you wanted to catch, and saving the girls you wanted to save.
"Well, we're here" the inventor proclaimed. "August 10th, 2047. I wonder what things will be like in this universe."
"I have no idea" Doc Seven said. "However, it is a PF world again, so that might tell us something.
"Yeah, that's right" Marty Senior Eleven said. "I'm wondering what we'll find here, you know. This is the first other PF world that I'm encountering, after all. I just hope that the other me isn't as evil as I used to be..."
"Marty!" Doc Eleven exclaimed, with a sigh.
Marty Senior Eleven smiled slightly. "Sorry Doc."
"It's okay... I'm just tired of you going on and on with that" Doc Eleven said. "Although I do believe that I've finally made my point."
"Yeah, I understand that I shouldn't be so harsh on myself" Marty Senior Eleven said, nodding. "I can't help it, though. I can't help but feel that I... that I nearly turned into a Tannen back then... no offence to the good Tannens on board, but... I even got you fired!"
"Marty, it's okay" Doc Eleven said. "You weren't the only one who did bad things, after all. I wasn't too gentle either."
"I suppose that's right" Marty Senior Eleven admitted. "I can't help but blame myself for this, though. But I guess that, if you say that it's okay, then it is okay, and I should quit thinking negatively."
"That's correct" Doc One said, turning to the front. "What's next, Three?"
"I'm not entirely certain" Doc Three responded. He looked around into the distance. "I have no idea where to go first, after all. This is the future, you know... who knows where I might live. Or where Marty might live."
"Yeah, good point" Doc One said. "What area are you coming past first?"
"Um, Lone Pine Mall" Doc Three said, checking the area. "That means that we shouldn't be too far away from the region where my Marty lives. It's slightly to the west."
"Check it out" Doc One suggested. "We do have rather big chances that the local Marty is still living there. After all, I doubt he'd sell such a huge house. This might be another dimension, but that really does seem to be the thing that is consistent."
"Yes, that's right" Doc Three said. He then chuckled, faintly. "You know, it's kind of strange that we always end up at Marty's house - in the PF worlds, that is - and never at mine."
"Yeah, that's kind of weird" his Marty Junior admitted. "Always, you tend to be there - so there's no need to go elsewhere. I dunno why, though."
"Probably just an amazing coincidence" Marty Junior Two smirked.
Doc Three chuckled. "Yeah, you're probably right" he said. "Well, we should be nearing... Great Scott!"
"Doc?" Marty Senior Three said, concerned.
"Doc Three?" Marty Junior Twelve added. He wondered what was going on. "Why... what's going on with you?"
Doc Three looked at him, face pale. "Look down."
As Marty Junior Twelve did so, he gasped, too. Down below was a giant mansion that looked like how his other selves had described it. Also, down below was one Doc, and he was accompanied by someone who looked like a Marty McFly Sr, but older. However, the strangest thing of all was - there was another Marty Senior.
As the Marty Senior's looked up, having heard the noise, they saw the bus nearing them, and gasped. Marty Junior Twelve sighed. This was - for both of them - probably going to be a long explanation. And with the girls in danger, he wasn't looking forwards to that.
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Alternate Marty McFly III felt confused, as he was sitting on the chair in the backyard, and was enjoying the summer. He felt comfortable by the thought of actually getting to celebrate his counterpart's anniversary with Sarah Two. However, he felt concerned about said girl, and her counterpart, who were gone for longer than he'd expected by now. He wondered what was going on.
Marty III then looked at the boy next to him, and smiled. Local Marty McFly III had turned out to be his best friend ever since he'd gotten home from the terrifying alternate world that Griff Tannen created, and they had become more comfortable at each other's company - even though they both had been hesitant at first to see another version of themselves. Alternate Marty III, though, had more experience, having seen his father as a teen before - and even his grandfather, when Marty McFly Senior visited 2015 - as Marty III was there, too.
"Hi" Local Marty III said. "How are you doing?" Alternate Marty III noticed that his counterpart didn't seem to be very optimistic himself.
Therefore, he saw no reason to boost his other self's morale. "Not very well" he admitted. "I'm a little worried about the girls, you know. They're late... who knows where they might've gone. They could've gotten lost, after all. Even if they just wanted to stroll through Hill Valley Park, they could've taken the decision of making their journey longer."
"Without notifying us?" Local Marty III said. "They should've called us by now. If they ended up getting lost, they always would've had their cell phones on them, after all."
"Unless they lost the phones, too" Alternate Marty III pointed out.
Local Marty III looked at him, and sighed, putting a hand on his counterpart's back. "Marty One, you're being way too irrational" he said. "You know that the chance that such a thing might happen is very, very small."
"Which doesn't mean that it couldn't have happened at all" Alternate Marty III protested.
"All right, point made" Local Marty said. "Let's just quit worrying, okay? We're probably being irrational once more."
"I'm afraid you're not, guys."
Local Marty and Alternate Marty swiftly turned their heads around. "Dad!" they both exclaimed, instantaneously.
"Correct" Marty Junior said, sighing. "I'm afraid that something more confusing is going on here. While I was in the front of the house, pacing around, your mother and I saw a bus approach - with another Doc at the wheel. It appears that some version of Doc from the future has come to visit."
"Holy shit" Alternate Marty muttered.
"No kidding" his local self agreed. "Really? A bus with Doc inside?"
"That's correct" Marty Junior said, as they started to head over to the front of the house. "I was filled with disbelief at first too, but - with time travel possible, anything can happen."
That was proven even more, as the three reached the front of the house, to see that Marty's mother, Doc, Alternate Marty Senior and Local Marty Senior, with Local Jennifer, were already there, and Alternate Marty got a good look at the bus. It did look kind of like something that Doc would make, yes, but Alternate Marty wondered why Doc would ever try to build it.
"Um, hi" the Doc that Alternate Marty knew said. "What brings you here, some trouble in the future that causes you to make this journey and correct the past?"
"Um, no" Other Doc said. "I don't know whether you'll believe it at first, but we're not from future or past. We're from another world."
There was a short pause. "A what?" Doc then managed to say.
"And why does this somehow sound familiar?" Local Marty Senior added.
"I don't know, I'm not from your world after all" Other Doc said. "Anyway, this is another dimension to mine, yes. I'm Dr. Emmett Lathrop Brown... that should be the same in your world. Anyway, I'm from thirty years in the past."
The locals gasped. "Thirty years?" Alternate Marty said. "You must be kidding! You don't look like you're a day older than our Doc!"
"That's what I was confused about, too" Other Doc said. "I've seen myself before in the future, but even then I could see some minor change to how I knew myself to look before. It goes very slowly, and it's mostly erased by new rejuvenations, but there was some change. You, on the other hand, almost look like I do now, in 2017."
"2017" Alternate Marty Senior muttered, confused. "Don't you mean 1897?"
Other Doc frowned. "Um, no" he said. "I wasn't even around back then - I moved back to the future in early 1895. You mean, you were?"
"Yeah, I was..." Doc said. His eyes went wide. "Great Scott! If you really did move back to the future instead of staying in the past, then I believe I've met you before!"
"That might very well be the correct conclusion" Other Doc said, nodding. "This whole situation seems familiar to me, too. Did you, one day, visit the year 1988 and met up with some people from another world, like we are?"
"Yes!" Doc exclaimed. "Great Scott! You're those guys whose time machine was broken!"
"So that's why this whole thing sounded familiar" Local Marty Senior said. "I remember this from '88. It might've been fifty-nine years, but I still can remember how confused I was about the whole thing."
"I don't remember anything" Alternate Marty Senior said. "I've never met a Doc from the future or a Doc from another world in '88. It was just an ordinary year for me - besides selling Doc's garage. I guess that's because it happened after Marty III and I changed history - well, after fourth-dimensionally spoken."
"Ah, you're finally begining to think fourth dimensionally" Doc said, proudly.
Other Doc shook his head. "This is just so fascinating" he said. "I can't believe..."
A third Doc suddenly appeared at the window. "Doc Three!" he complained. "I can understand that you want to check with the locals whether this is a dimension that you know or not, but we don't have time! We should try to think of a plan to rescue the girls instead!"
"What the heck?" Alternate Marty exclaimed, looking at both Doc's and his own.
"Rescuing the girls?" Suzy repeated. "What is going on here?"
"Something very strange" Doc Three said, with a sigh. "Listen... it's a long story, but I think that maybe you should just board the train first. We're going to explain it to you, but..." He sighed, and stared at a device with the other Doc had handed to him. "This is the first time in quite some time that we're getting the chance to catch up to our enemy, and I do not want to get a little delay in the way. However, we might have to prepare you first. Then again, we can do that on board of the bus."
"You have to be prepared for squeezing in, though" the other Doc said. "There's twelve versions of Doc Brown on board here now."
Local Marty gawked. "As in... really twelve?" he said, not believing his ears.
The Doc smiled. "Yes, really twelve" he said. "And there's a lot more versions of your father, too, as a teenager - I suppose that you are Marty McFly III, right?"
"Um, yeah" Local Marty said. "The other guy here is me, too... it's kind of confusing..."
"Well, if this is what I think it is, then Doc Three here has told me a little about your unusual situation" the Doc said. "I'm Doc One, by the way. And the other ten are still inside. You can come all on board, but you'll have to be very careful. There's no worries about 'not running into other selves', I suppose, as I think that you all might have some experience with that."
"Well, I don't" Suzy said. "There wouldn't happen to be any teenaged me's on board, would there?"
Doc Three saddened for a moment, causing Alternate Marty to frown. "There are none" he said. "You can board the bus safely." Alternate Marty was certain that something had to be going on. He wasn't sure what, though.
As they then all boarded the bus, Alternate Marty felt the urge to faint. Inside were indeed twelve Doc Browns, various Marty McFly Senior's, an unfamiliar woman named Julia - or at least, that was what it said on the name tags that she was wearing - a younger version of his grandma Jennifer, once another Doc Brown, two girls named Melody and Jamie that looked exactly like each other, two Doc's called 'Chris Brown', almost a dozen versions of his teenaged father, and quite some more boys who looked a lot like his father, but were named differently. Also there was a woman who looked like a slightly younger Clara named Susan, and some more people, some familiar some not, but the most confusing thing on board were two Xiff Tannen look-alikes whose name tags read 'Bill Tannen'.
"Tannen's?" he exclaimed, both confused and angry. He hoped that he wasn't being kidnapped by some Doc's from another world who had been forced by the Tannen's to pretend to be nice to the locals, so that they could kidnap them. Or maybe, these Doc's were evil themselves. That seemed to be the only logical explanation as for why there were Tannen's on board of the bus.
Doc Two sighed. "This will never end, will it?" he commented. "I can assure you that these are the good Tannen's. They're both Bill Tannen, from two different universes, and they're the cousin of Griff. And, trust me, they are good. We have them in our universe, too."
"This is so disappointing" Bill One said. "At least Mike doesn't have the problem of having his face look like the face of the worst enemies of the group."
"Good Tannens?" Local Marty said, astonished. "Really? Griff hasn't been that much of a problem ever since Dad punched him out, but Xiff - that's his son - is a real jerk. Also, the Griff Tannen of the world that my other self here came from was terrible. He killed the other version of my Dad and married my Mom. I never experienced, but it must've been horrible."
"Oh, it was" Alternate Marty said, looking around. "In a way, the Marty Junior that I know is not my father, either, as my father is dead." He looked up at his father. "You might've been a lot better than Griff, and you're the best father that I could wish for, but... you're just not my real father."
"I understand, son" Marty Junior said, putting an arm around his son's shoulder. "You were adopted, after all, and you're not the boy that was born to Suzy and I... even though we both first met you before your date of birth."
Doc Four frowned. "You what?" he said.
"This sounds like a very interesting situation" Chris Brown Seven said. "Quite comparable to ours, too - even though George and Lorraine from our world, while they did meet Marty Senior before he was born, they didn't know who he was back then."
"I didn't, either" Suzy corrected him. "Marty Junior did, though. He was told on the evening of October 21st, 2015, but sworn to secrecy afterwards. Which worked out - I didn't find out until the evening of October 21st, 2045!"
"If there had been any doubt before, I now know for sure that you have an interesting situation here" Marty Senior Five said, with a smirk. "Care to share it with us?"
"Later" Doc Three interrupted. "It looks like our bad guys are coming up again closely."
"Where are they, then?" Marty Senior Three said, joining his best friend at the front, looking at the same device as earlier.
"About a quarter mile from here" Doc Three quickly calculated. "Shouldn't take us too long to catch up to them. All right, flying circuits on!"
As the bus lifted up into the sky, Doc walked to the front, somewhat annoyed. "Wait a moment" he said. "I don't mind coming along with us, but an explanation, even if it's short and smooth, would be required first!"
Doc Three looked at his counterpart, and sighed. "All right, then" he said. "Cliff Tannen from 1987 has managed to get his hands on a time machine, teamed up with Griff and later with Amy Needles, and figured out how to travel through various dimensions. He's kidnapped all of the girls that have a close bond to the Brown or McFly family and plans on... well... doing what his father almost did with Lorraine on November 12th, 1955."
Doc Brown went pale. "Great Scott!" he exclaimed. "And... you think that the girls of our world might be captured by him, too? We have been missing them for quite some time now... we were just getting worried when you came."
Doc Three slapped himself on the forehead. "Oh no" he muttered. "I was hoping that they were just somewhere else in the back of the house and hadn't heard anything yet... well, that would've been false hope. I'm afraid that they're captured now, yes. Great Scott, can't we save just one girl..."
"Well, we did end up saving Melody and Jamie" Doc Four pointed out. "I guess I can see your point, though. We didn't manage to rescue all the girls in even one reality. This really begins to be annoying."
"Well, now we might have the chance to rescue them through reason" Doc Five said. "However, I'd hate to negotiate with Cliff. The thought of just one girl staying in his hands in unacceptable."
"And besides, I highly doubt that he'd trade all the girls except one in for us stopping to chase him" Doc Six said, with a sigh. "We'll just have to try and see if we can rescue all the girls in some way... even if it's just one at the time."
"Um, Doc?" Marty Senior Three said. "I'd hate to interrupt, but it seems like Cliff is about to depart again. The time tracker says that the train is picking up speed. They're going to leave this universe."
"Oh no they're not!" Doc Three exclaimed, angry. "They will not get away!" Glancing at the time tracker, he sped up the time machine, heading straight for the place where Cliff was supposed to be.
Within minutes, the time train was visible in the distance, chugging through the sky with a lot of noise. Trying to ignore his anger for the danger posed against the local space-time continuum, Doc Three swiftly moved the bus so it would approach the train from the back. Within moments, the bus moved at about seventy-five miles per hour past the time train, and pushed itself in place a hundred yards in front of the train.
Alternate Marty watched, as the train managed to avoid hitting the bus, and put itself in position a rough sixty feet away from the bus. After a few moments, as both vehicles stood in position, the cab window of the train was opened, revealing someone who looked an awful lot like Xiff Tannen. Marty guessed that it had to be Cliff.
"Hi, Dr. Brown" Cliff said, with a faint smile. "It's very nice to meet you again. But, if you don't mind, then I'll go on and leave this world. I've got the girls I wanted, so there's nothing that ties me to this world left."
"Oh yes there is" Doc Three said. "Cliff, we've had enough of this. Just let those girls go, okay? They did nothing wrong, and they do not want to be captured by you. You've found yourself Amy Needles, so why don't you go amuse yourself with her? And Griff can just hang out with Spike or whatever her name is also. Just leave our girls alone."
"Such an interesting proposal" Cliff said, with a smirk. "Unfortunately, though, that leaves our fourth 'gang member' with nothing."
Doc looked pale. "Your... your what?"
"We enlisted some... interesting help from 2047" Cliff said, with a smirk. A familiar Tannen appeared next to him. "Meet Xiff Tannen, apparently my future son."
Local Marty and Alternate Marty eyed each other nervously. "Oh-oh" they both said, at the same time.
"Xiff Tannen" Suzy growled. "I could've figured that you were in on this! You Tannens are all the same!"
Cliff looked at her, confused. His face then changed into a grin once again. "Well, well, miss Suzy MacArthur, at age forty-seven. Nice to meet you. However, I have to say that your younger self is much cuter."
"No thanks for the comment" Suzy said. "And now, why don't you do as Doc Three here said, and let the girls go. They'd never volunteer to go along with your plans, you know."
Cliff shrugged. "Kissing them will always be good, no matter whether they go along or not" he said. "So... I'd love to stay and chat some more time with you, but I'd like to get to see some more worlds."
"Yeah" a girl who looked a lot like Laura McFly said, appearing next to Cliff and sliding an arm around him. "Nice world, you know, 2047. But it's not as advanced as I'd expected it to be, after seeing my home time. What's up with the scientists of this era, Brown?"
"That's none of your business" Doc hissed. "Just... you nasty pests! Let the girls go!"
"I'm sorry" Cliff said. He then reached inside the train, and took out one of the Sarah's. The girl looked half-unconscious, but instantly was alert when she saw Cliff and Xiff. "What's going on?" the Sarah demanded.
"I'm sorry, but I can't give you that information just yet" Cliff said, with a smile. "Your companions here will love to fill you in on that, though. So, that'll be taken care of."
"What are you trying to do!" Sarah exclaimed. She then looked out of the train, and saw the bus - with the Marty's and Doc standing there. "Marty!" she exclaimed. "Grandpa!"
"Don't worry Sarah!" Alternate Marty shouted. He didn't know which one of them he was addressing, but it didn't matter for now. "We'll get you out of here!"
Cliff burst out laughing. "Never know to give up, those Browns and McFly's" he told the girl that was apparently Amy. "Aren't they hilarious?"
"Yeah, they certainly are" Amy said, with a smirk. "They should be taught a lesson or two, though - about how nobody messes with the Tannen or Needles families."
"Please" Local Marty pleaded. "Why can't you just leave us alone?"
"Because it's more fun this way" Cliff said, with a smirk. "Well, I've seen it here for now. So, why don't you back off, and don't try to get close again, or we'll have to dump this girl here in the ravine. We've got two of them, after all."
Sarah visibly paled, and Alternate Marty and Local Marty did the same. "You... you wouldn't" Local Marty said.
"Trust us, he would" Doc Three said, also slightly pale. "He's threatened us with it before. They're Tannen's... boy, it's getting annoying to apologise to the Bill's every time."
"We understand" Bill Tannen Four said. "I'm personally disgusted with my last name as well."
Amy smirked. "So, since you now understand what's going on, it's about time for you to back off" she said. "You heard Cliff - stay put!" With that, Cliff smiled at her lovingly and closed the door. Moments later, the train started moving off again.
Alternate Marty just stared at it. "They... they wouldn't..."
Doc Five looked at him, faintly smiling. "I know" he said. "It's always hard for the newbies."
"I can't believe they'd go this far" Local Marty said. "I know the Tannen's aren't the nicest people in the world, but kidnapping people? Hopping through dimensions to get more of them? They're nuts!"
"Yeah, they definitely are" Doc Three agreed. "They just won't admit it themselves, though. And talking some sense into them has never worked. I'm not surprised that it ended up terribly this time around, too, but..." He sighed. "I just can't believe that this keeps happening. We should hit the end somewhere."
"I'd love to get to the end of this" Doc Five agreed. "However, that doesn't seem to be coming at any time soon."
"And then, it's better to keep on hopping" Doc Two said. "Better to keep hopping and save them eventually after days of work, than quit hopping and leaving the girls to their fates. How's the tracker doing, Three?"
"They're picking up speed" Doc Three said. As a curious Alternate Marty peeked at the device, he saw a small blip moving faster and faster through the screen and eventually disappearing. A loud noise from the device then startled him.
Doc Three, however, seemed to be more accustomed to it, and looked at the device. "August 10th, 2017, 8:30 PM PDT, Hill Valley, California, EJ #56" he reported, as Doc One tapped in the information. "Does that sound familiar to you?"
"It does" Doc One replied, after a few seconds of hard thinking. "If I'm not mistaken, this should be the world where the other us made it home to the future in the DeLorean with Clara."
Most of the Marty Senior's gasped. "But that's impossible!" Marty Senior said. "There's no way that you could've reached the DeLorean in time! And even if you did, I doubt that you or Clara would've dared to get on at around seventy miles per hour or more!"
"It wasn't like that" Doc One said. "It was more the matter of actually convincing me to tell Clara the truth and take her back with us on the night before."
"Just like in our reality" Marty Junior Five said. "I guess that the version of Dad from that world must've done the same thing as I did."
"I suppose so, yes" Doc Three said. "Anyway, we're about to find that out. It's time to depart to the new universe." He looked at his other selves. "All right - names. Suzy can still be Suzy, while Marty Senior should be just Marty Senior Thirteen, and my other self Doc Thirteen. However, as for Alternate Marty Senior... I suppose that we should call you Alternate Marty Senior Thirteen, and call your local self 'Local Marty Senior Thirteen'. Marty Junior could be Adult Marty Junior, or Marty Junior Thirteen... what would you prefer, MJ?"
"I think that Marty Junior Thirteen fits me well" Marty Junior said, smiling. "That's the same number as Dad and Doc, after all."
"True, true" Doc Three said. "This is a different situation from TeenMarty and Doc '87, after all." He looked at the Marty III's. "I suppose that, as for you, we should just call you Marty III One and Two. Is that okay with you? There are no other Marty III's on board, after all."
"Sounds fine" Alternate Marty said. "We call each other usually 'alternate' and 'local' but I guess that this is a different situation as the locals soon won't be locals anymore. By the way, I'll take the first spot, if my other self doesn't mind."
"No, I don't" Local Marty said. "I'm okay with just being Marty III Two."
"Good" Doc Three said. "Alex J, you can write the names on the tags... Doc One, can you take the controls now? It's one of your worlds which we're going to, after all."
"Right" Doc One said, smiling faintly. "Let's just hope that, in this world, we'll have luck."
"Well, that might happen" Doc Four said. "Let's not get our hopes up, though."
"Let's just depart" Doc '87 said. "The sooner we go, the sooner we can rescue the girls."
"My younger self is absolutely correct" Doc One said. He then pressed on the gas, and the bus shot forwards, through the sky.
It took a while before the bus got up to 88, as it was currently very heavy. Alternate Marty felt very concerned about what was going to happen to the girls. After all, they were now captured. While he did feel some excitement about going to another reality - and thirty years into the past - concern was his most dominant feeling. He felt very miserable, as he thought about his beloved girlfriend, her counterpart, and about his sister.
Just then, the bus hit 88 miles per hour - and it broke the time barrier, leaving behind the Future Hell Universe and entering once again another, very much foreign world.
The bus - and it's inhabitants - hadn't finished their adventures just yet.