Ch 6

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November 28, 1955

2:00 p.m.

Doc of 1955's POV

I was in town, minding my own business when all of the sudden, this lady had me by the throat.

She asked me, mad as all hell, "I'll ask again. Are you or are you not the inventor of time travel?"

Something was telling me that Marty and Annie from 1985 were in serious trouble.

I acted dumb and answered, "I don't know what the hell you're talking about!"

She showed me a sword and responded, "Well, that's a shame."

Just when I thought I was a goner, someone yelled, "Let my great uncle go, Miss Doombringer."

I turned and saw this young boy who was next to this weird lady. He was eighteen years of age, tall, 125 pounds, messy brown hair, blue eyes, bucked teeth, a pink baseball cap, a green dress shirt, blue jeans, and black shoes. My heart skipped a beat. I was this kids' great uncle? But how could that be? It wasn't Terrance. It may have been awhile since I had seen Terrance but Estelle, my sister, always kept me updated about Terrance...and Terrance never had bucked teeth.

Miss Doombringer looked him over and said, "Turner, so we meet yet again."

A group of teenagers came over and two of them I recognized right away: Marty and Annie! 'What the hell are they doing here,' I thought.

The young Asian girl next to Annie said, "You won't hurt him, Miss Doombringer!"

Annie added, "Otherwise, you'll have hell to pay."

Marty added, "Damn straight."

The young lady with pink hair said, "And if you want Timmy, you'll have to go through me and all of us."

She was pointing at the kid with the bucked teeth. 'So, his name is Timmy Turner? Could he be,' I thought.

The green man said, "Yeah, and if you Timmy, you'll have to go through Wanda, A.J., Chester, Darla, Poof, Marty, Annie, and Trixie...twice!"

The young boy with purple hair, Poof, who was next to him, sighed out of embarrassment.

The African American boy, A.J., demanded, "Where's the De Lorean?"

The young blonde boy, Chester, asked, "Yeah, where is it?"

The girl with the brown hair added, "Tell us, now!"

Miss Doombringer answered, "I don't have to tell you that."

Timmy smirked and said, "Want to bet? Cosmo, Wanda. I wish...."

At that moment, Miss Doombringer brought out a butterfly net and netted the couple with the green hair and the pink hair.

Miss Doombringer smirked and responded, "What are you going to do now? You have no fairy magic and now..." She grabbed him and added, "I have you."

The Asian girl, Trixie, exclaimed, "Timmy!"

I heard Timmy mutter, "I suddenly miss Crocker."

I yelled, "Damn you, let my great nephew go!"

Miss Doombringer smirked and responded, "As long as I have him and his fairies, no one can stop me."

I snarled. She had a point. The girl with the brown hair smirked. Why was this young girl smirking? Did she have a plan? I hoped for the sake of whoever Timmy was or is that she did.

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