Truth Comes Out (Open) MOVED TO HURR

[marty seamus mcfly jr]

Marty grinned when Marlene said that she wanted to go back to 1985, he thought it would be a perfect time to see what happened plus he always wanted to see his father when he was younger, mom too. “Yeah 1855 rocked though the whole no television thing kind of sucked.” Marty joked. Marlene would understand that part of the joke as Marty loved to watch T.V it was one of his favorite pastimes. “1985 it is.” Marty said as he pressed the buttons to the 1985 date. Looking at the time it would be a Tuesday which afternoon meaning that they could find their parents quiet easily.

Marty grinned when he saw that Marlene had fastened her seatbelt, it was a good idea since the car shook a lot but he wasn’t going to let his sister know now that was a little bit of a surprise for later. “We need the car to get to 88 before the flux capacitor to work.” Marty explained as he remembered the doc’s explanation he was really glad that he paid attention to the doc at this part he kind of forgot for a split second when he stole the car back. Marty backed out of the car park and into the street he hoped that no one was watching them when they worked the car.

Backing down the street Marty drove the car forwards. Checking the speed meter he glanced at it when the car reached 88. “Ready?” Marty asked as he looked over towards his sister once last time as they left 2015. Sparks began to appear around the car and it began to glow. The car disappeared and appeared in the middle of the road, Marty had to put on the brakes before hitting a large sign. Looking around he noticed a lot of houses under construction and then he read the sign. “Um I guess our home was under construction in 1985.” Marty explained as he now noticed that he almost drove through their home. Lucky he only hit the newly built mail box. "Woops." Marty added in.

[marlene jennifer mcfly]

Marley laughed weakly at his joke about TV, coming to the realization that Marty was quite possibly telling the truth about all this. He seemed so serious about the whole concept of time travel, though Marley wasn't exactly as much of a believer as he was. She blamed part of this to how she never interacted with the Doc too much, because he just seemed, well, a little crazy.

She observed how he punched in the time into the thingymubob that glowed in front of them. Everything about the car seemed far-fetched, it was hard to believe that the hunk of junk could even travel through time. Marley looked out her side window, checking to see if her parents were home yet. She couldn't imagine their reaction to all of this, but one thing that she did know for sure was that they would be grounded. Forever.

"The flux...what?" She asked, yanked out of her thoughts by Marty who was trying to explain who the whole time travel thing worked. It was all very confusing to Marley, though she just kept quiet. If it really worked, she would see with her own eyes. She gripped her seat as Marty pulled out of the driveway; it was kind of nerveracking because of the whole time machine thing.

Marley stared out the window again, no neighbors were out, no one was jogging, it seemed as if their whole street was a ghost town. This was good, since it wouldn't be good if someone saw them driving around in that...thing. She totally spaced out for a moment, before sparks flew around the car, and it started to shake. Marley held on tighter, while squeezing her eyes shut.

She opened them, after all the commotion had seemed to stop. Marley ended up staring at a huge sign that advertised the construction of their neighborhood. "Woa...this is heavy," She breathed. Yes, she used the term heavy a lot, since it was all her dad ever said. If you hadn't noticed, Marley was 'daddy's little girl'.

"Marty!" She smacked him in the arm. "Way to just plow over out mailbox!" Marley observed the outside, it seemed so different than it had been just a few seconds before. I can't believe it, was all she could bring herself to think.

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[marty seamus mcfly jr]

Marty had no idea that their place was under construction in 1985, maybe he should have paid attention in history class or something oh well it can’t be helped now. Marty looked around the place everything was so different in this time nothing like the hill valley in 1855. Marty had to laugh at the comment that Marlene gave him about the mailbox. Marty grinned further when he heard his sis say their father’s old line. Then Marty felt the smack in his arm which made him only laugh even louder. “Hey it wasn’t my fault that our mailbox just appeared in front of us.” Marty explained to Marlene. “Besides you believe me now don’t you.” Marty asked as he looked over towards his sister to see if she actually believed that they had just travelled through time.

Marty had no idea where their parents lived in 1985 with their grandparents there was a lot of things that Marty never really paid much attention to but he hopped that Marlene was paying attention when and if their parents ever said where they once lived as kids. “Where did our parents live anyway? They obviously didn’t live here list place is still under construction did mum and dad ever mention to you where they both lived?” Marty asked Marlene as he looked around. Marty backed away from the now broken mailbox, he parked the car beside the curve as he wondered what to do next.

[marty seamus mcfly]

Marty McFly laid sprawled out on his bed, one arm off the side of the bed, the other tucked underneath him. Pepsi cans littered the top of his headboard while magazines of sports illustrated and rolling stones laid in either crumpled wads or half open on the bed. He gave a soft snort and rolled over, his mind coming into focus as he rolled over one of the magazines and heard the soft crumple of waxy paper under his arm. Opening his eyes he stared up at the wall for a moment, still hung up in another dream he could not shake. It was the same one he had been having since he returned from 1885 just a little over a month ago. It always started out the same, with the DeLorean that Doc had modified in the future with the weird hover jets on it returning in front of his house. Each time he had walked outside to see if it was really Doc, but it never was. The faces getting out of the car always changed. Once it was Doc's wife Clara, telling Marty he had to come with her to 2035, saying that Doc had wound up in jail for something crazy. Another time ended up being a nightmare. As he opened the door to the car in that dream, Biff stepped out from 1985, finally having connected the dots and stepping out with a revolver in his hand. Marty chuckled to himself for a moment as it replayed in his mind, still remembering how he called out "Holy Shit!" as he woke up and startling his Dad who was about to leave for a trip to his publisher's house.

Now feeling his arm growing numb from the way he had slept on it, Marty rolled over and sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes glancing over to the picture of him and Doc in 1885. He ran a hand through his hair and picked up the picture, running his thumb over over the wooden frame. "Where the hell did you run to Doc?" He said, his voice cracking a bit from sleep. With a grunt, he tossed the picture on his bed and stood up slowly, trying his best not to fall over from the haziness that still clouded his mind. He lifted up one of his suspenders that were still hooked on to the jeans he wore and placed it over a shoulder and began to walk into the kitchen.

From that moment, his body was in automatic drive. He did the usual, poured him a bowl of corn flakes, doused it in milk, grabbed a pepsi, and sat at the kitchen counter, spooning bite after bite of the soggy cereal into his mouth. After this little ritual, he placed his bowl in the dishwasher and continued on back to his room, preparing to get ready for school. He was halfway done getting ready when he finally noticed the time. 3:00 pm. "Dammit!" He said almost dropping the pesi he had just picked back up. "Man, I'm going to have to hear it from Strickland again. This is the third time this week I haven't been at school." With a sigh Marty slid off his back pack and vest, tossing them back on to their relative positions in the floor. Just as he was about to lay back down though, something came from outside. It sounded like...

Marty's heart froze still for a minute. Was this the day that it all ended? Where his dreams just a warning after all? Reaching back down and grabbing his vest, he could hear clearly a car screeching to a halt, a laud crazy of something falling over, and then a car driving off again. It reminded him of Doc's driving. Now frantic, Marty quickly put on his red puffy vest and ran through the house and out the door.

The weather was nice, the sun was shining and there was a soft breeze blowing through the city, but none of that mattered now. What mattered was if the DeLorean had showed back up or not. His eyes scanned the area, first looking up his street, the way that led into town. Nothing there. His head quickly turned and gazed down towards the new add on houses that were being constructed to fit the growing population of Hill Valley. He didn't see it at first, but then there it was, stopped by a curb near the end of the street, the DeLorean in all it's glory, headlights beaming towards him. "No way..." He said as he took a few steps forward, now debating on whether or not he should run up and see who was inside it out not. If it was Doc, he could be injured and can't get out, but on the other hand it could be Biff just sitting there waiting for him to make a move.

With his decision firmly in place, Marty began a slight jog in the direction the DeLorean. The windows were tinted darkly, so he couldn't tell who was in there. Now running, it didn't take him long to stop beside the car. "Doc!" Marty yelled as he knocked on the car door. "Doc! Is that you?!" He panted heavily, starting to feel panic seep into his blood steam as no one answered. "Where the hell have you been!" Just as he got done saying that the car gave off a bit of exhaust from the vents in the back and the door clicked. Marty took a step back waiting to see if it was the beginning or the end for him.

[marlene jennifer mcfly]

Marley held her heard in her hand, she was still having a hard time believing what was going on. It was as clear as day that she was no win 1985, but how? What was it that made the DeLorean work? As far as she knew, they had just driven down her street and somehow they ended up in 1985. She let out a large sigh; she had to try to get a grip on herself. The last thing anybody in 1985 wanted was a hysterical teenager from a different time.

Marley realized that she still had her seat belt on, so she gingerly unbuckled, and relaxed in her seat. ”How did we even do this? How is this possible, Marty?” She sat up, and looked at him quizzically. Marley still didn’t understand how he was okay with this. ”And yeah…I believe you,” Marley added, even though she didn’t really want to admit it. I mean, who else would think that time travel, was possible? It just one of those far-fetched ideas that you only heard about in science fiction novels or television shows. Not something that you would deal with in real life. But to think, that Doc Brown had accomplished such a thing did impress her a little bit.

She had known that the Doc was smart, but didn’t think he had accomplished time travel like he had stated. And truth be told, he was kind of old, and you can’t always listen to what old people try to tell you, because most of the time they are %100 wrong. Marley rubbed the side of her face, trying to think if her parents had mentioned anything about where they had lived in Hill Valley when they were younger. It was hard for her to think, since she had just traveled through time, and focusing was kind of hard for her to do at the moment.

”I don’t remember if mom and dad said anything about it,” She replied, gloomily. Marley knew what he had been thinking though, and she had thought of it as well. To see their parents when they were their age. She sank back into her seat, but before she was going to suggest a place to go look, she saw something out of the windshield. It looked like her brother, bit it couldn’t have been because he was sitting right next to her.

Marley turned to Marty, to see if he had seen anything, but had gotten slightly carried away and hit him a couple more times in the same spot as before. [color=teal}”Marty, it’s dad! Oh my god,”

[/color] She wiped her forehead a couple of times, watching as the young version of her father running towards the car. The fear and confusion dad faded, and was replaced with a sense of excitement. As her ‘father’ neared the car, the excitement seemed to grow more and more.

Once he had made it to the side of the car, she could clearly make out that he was saying something about Doc Brown. Marley let out a small breath, before opening the car door, and looked at her father over the hood of the car. ”Hi d-Marty," She said to him; she caught herself from saying ‘dad’ because he seemed only about seventeen.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

[marty seamus mcfly jr]

Marty looked around their neighborhood again, he still couldn’t believe how much was different. Marty missed how it looked in 2015 it was just weird looking at it from a different time. Marty laughed when he heard his sister ask all sorts of question on how the time machine worked. “Maybe you should have listened to the Doc.” Marty teased. Marlene’s next words didn’t comfort Marty at all it would seem that she too didn’t know where their parents lived when they were seventeen obviously they lived at different houses but where? It was the million dollar question but he was sure that they could find out.

It took several seconds before Marty realized that someone was approaching them. The guy approaching them looked like Marty and he had to think for a moment but then it dawned on him that he was actually looking at his father. His parents always told him that he looked like his dad and now Marty actually believed them. Marty opened the door and climbed out of the Delorean time machine, he remembered how Doc Brown told him that his dad travelled with him on his journey through time. Marty was shocked he didn’t really know what to say to his younger father. “Yeah hi Marty.” Marty replied back with a smile as he noticed that Marlene had almost said the word dad. Marty looked over towards his sister and gave her the ‘what do we do now look’.

[marty seamus mcfly]

As the DeLorean opened slightly, giving off its famous sputter or air pressure, Marty's heart raced. This was it, the point that had reoccurred so any times in those restless dreams of his, but this time instead of the faces he didn't want to see, he would finally see Doc. Marty waited patiently in those lingering moments, already picturing Doc, dressed in some old 1931 get up, white hair frayed out, stepping out and giving him a hug. But as the passenger's side door flipped up and open, his dreams were smashed a bit.

A dark headed girl stepped out, not half bad looking, but for some reason he felt like he shouldn't think about her in that way. She bent out a bit, and hung her head out the car, looking over the hood. ”Hi d-Marty," She said with a slight smile. Marty took a step back, unable to speak for a moment. Maybe she came with Doc to assist them or something? But by the looks of her clothes she wasn't from 1931. "Um..." He trailed off slightly, now finding it even more difficult to speak. "Who are you?" He breathed, voice cracking slightly as it always had done when he grew nervous.

Marty took another step back as the driver's side door swung open and the spitting image of him stepped out. He almost fainted, now finding his mind welling with a sense of vertigo and slight deja vu. “Yeah hi Marty.” He, or rather his clone said. That was when he panicked. Taking another step back, he ran a hand through his hair, stopping halfway up and latching onto it as if he wanted to pull it all out. "No...way...." He breathed again, panting a bit. He gulped as thoughts raced through his head, a single question cycling back and forth in his brain. "You...y-...you're my kid!" Marty pointed at the spitting image again now connecting the dots. They were from 2015, he remembered. He had to step into his own son, or well future son's shoes and take care of that Griff guy for him. "I remember! I had to..." He trailed off, already beginning to think straight again and watch his words carefully. "Never mind that.."

The question now forced its way out of his lips. "Where the hell is Doc?!"

[marlene jennifer mcfly]

Marley was about to answer her father’s question, when Marty had got out of his side of the DeLorean. She held her tongue, because she wasn’t sure what he was going to say or do and she didn’t want to screw anything up. It wasn’t surprising that her brother had almost copied what she had said; he never was original. Marley shot her classic ‘how-am-I-supposed-to-know’ look back at her brother. It wasn’t her idea to take the car for a spin, though she was as guilty as Marty for taking part in it.

Her father’s initial reaction to Marty had been what she was expecting. How would you react if someone who looked exactly like you stepped out of a car that had just came out of nowhere? His later reaction was not what she expecting. Somehow, he knew that Marty was his son. Marley thought that he would have thought of him being a clone at first, but he said ‘kid’ much to her surprise. She tapped her fingers slightly on the hood of the car; it was kind of disappointing to her that he hadn’t said anything about her being his daughter. Listening to her father babble was amusing to her, because her father from her time rarely ever did. But he also rarely ever came into contact with a time traveling DeLorean too,

She kicked a pebble as she walked around the front of the car, over towards where her brother was standing. Marley planted her feet right next to him, and got an even closer look at her father. The resemblance was almost remarkable; her brother was definitely the spitting imager of him. Marley really wanted to point out that she was his daughter, but she decided that she would wait to see what he had to say. She also wanted to see his reactions, because they were still rather amusing. What her father had said next stunned her a little bit.

”Where the hell is Doc?”

Marley’s mind was practically spinning. Doc had always said that her father had gone with him on his adventures, but he never really owned up to it. This was the proof that she needed; now she knew that all of it was true. Marley looked over at her brother, because her father’s question happened to be a valid one. ”That’s actually a really good question,” she answered, and turned to face her brother. ”Does he know that you have the DeLorean?” Marley asked him, even though she practically knew the answer all ready.

[marty seamus mcfly jr]

Marty wasn’t sure on what do next, he had the brilliant idea of taking the car for a spin but now they were face to face with their father from a different time. His father’s reaction was what he expected, Marty should have thought things through a little bit before rushing into things like he normally did and if their future father remembered this then he would be in so much trouble when they got back in 2015 and extra trouble for bringing his sister along for the ride. Plus Marty only had his learners license.

So if the cops discover that he was driving then it would be extra punishment for Marty Mcfly Jr. Suddenly however he heard his father say that he was his kid from 2015 now that comment shocked Marty he was surprised that his father came up with that conclusion so quickly. Marty looked over to his sister as she walked over towards him, Marlene actually asked him a good question.

The Doc was so going to kill him. “I’m dead.” Was all that Marty said as he slid down to the ground. Sitting on the road, he leaned against the door of the Delorean. “The Doc doesn’t know I have the Delorean. Those guys stealing it didn’t really give me a choice. I had to act fast I mean if they used the time machine there’s no telling what dangers we might had to face.” Marty explained while he was still sitting on the road. “But I’m still dead when we get back.” Marty explained further.

[marty seamus mcfly]

Marty noticed after his frantic ramble that things had grown silent between the two, and by the look on Marty Jr.'s face, he was surprised at the reaction that was given to their intrusion in his time. His heart rate slowed a bit, allowing him to switch off panic mode and let go of his hair, which stayed stuck up leaving imprints of where he held on. It wasn't bad that they had come, and later on in life he probably wouldn't even remember what happened clearly. He always heard old age brought about partial memory loss, especially the ones in your youth. Hopefully he would at least remember the main adventures with Doc. But that didn't matter now, what did was why they were here and where Doc was.

After he had asked his question, he noticed the girl respond saying it was a good question and then in turn ask Marty Jr. if Doc knew he had the car. That made his heart skip a beat, and put him at ease, but he couldn't help blurting out "Doc's alive!" to the two. It was at this point that his future son flipped out, saying that he was dead and sliding down the side of the car, back pressed against the wheel, sitting on the ground. What came next made Marty switch back into panic mode. “The Doc doesn’t know I have the Delorean. Those guys stealing it didn’t really give me a choice. I had to act fast I mean if they used the time machine there’s no telling what dangers we might had to face.....but I'm still dead when we get back"

Now it was Marty's turn again to flip out just a tad. Squatting down in front of his later son, he placed a hand on his shoulder and began to speak, slightly frantically. "Who was trying to steal it s-..uh.. Marty?" He almost slipped and called him son, which would of been very awkward, though calling him Marty was just as foreign to him. "Do you know what they looked like? Like dress style, hair color? What?" He was silently praying in the back of his mind to some God he didn't know, hoping that Biff hadn't connected the dots finally and was attempting to go and fix things, killing him off at some point in the past, or in his nightmare where he stepped out with the .44 revolver.

[marlene jennifer mcfly]

Marley watched as he brother sank to the ground. She rocked on her heels for a bit when he went off about how ‘dead’ he was when they got back. Well, what did he expect? He took a time machine that was being stolen and didn’t bother to tell the owner. A thought dawned on her at that moment; Marty wasn’t the only one that was going to get into serious trouble. ”You’re dead? What about me?” Marley said, as she pinched the bridge of her nose. ”Every time I follow you on you adventures, I always get in trouble for it!” To be honest, this time was nothing compared to all of Marty’s other adventures.

She was supposed to be the good kid; the one who rarely gets in trouble and is smart enough not to get involved in anything stupid. It wasn’t that Marty wasn’t a good kid, he just normally did stupid stuff; it’s just who he is. But, Marley wasn’t used to getting in trouble too much, because she rarely did anything bad. Except get detentions, but that’s only because Strickland hated her for no particular reason. She crossed her arms across her chest and let out a small sigh. Marley hated disappointing her parents, but her father might understand. After all, there he was at her age standing right in front of her.

Her father seemed interested in the whole “who stole the DeLorean” shtick; he almost seemed afraid. Marley watched him, and almost laughed when he was about to call Marty his son. It was so odd, because they looked EXACTLY THE SAME. She wasn’t exactly too interested in the whole situation though; she was more excited that she was actually in 1985. And that she had met her father, even though she didn’t think he out the pieces together that she was his daughter. So, while Marty was questioning her brother, she kept her mouth shut.

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