'Til Broad Daylight

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   They continued to run, and stepped on the dirt ridden Hill Valley sign. Marty accidentally back up into the local drunk.

   "Watch where you're going, crazy drunk pedestrian," he said.

   "Red?" Rosie said. The man just gave them a look, and went back to what he was doing. They looked at each other. Oh no. A gang of bike riders drove by them as they took in their surroundings. They didn't like what they saw.

   "Biff's pleasure paradise?" Rosie read the sign. Marty wrapped his arm around her waist protectively, pulling her towards him. They tried to walk to the sidewalk, but bikers drove past them, trapping them in the middle. They ran to the sidewalk quickly, and tried to make their way across.

"You okay?" Marty asked her, only slightly paying attention.

"Most likely," she said.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Biff Tannen Museum," an automated voice said. "Dedicated to Hill Valley's numbed one citizen and America's greatest living folk hero, the one and only Biff Tannen."

   "No way," Rosie mumbled.

   "Of course, we've all heard the legend, but who is the man? Inside you will learn how Biff Tannen became one of the richest and most powerful men in America. Learn the amazing history of the Tannen family, starting with his great grandfather, Buford 'Mad Dog' Tannen, fastest gun in the west." As the voice continued to talk, Marty and Rosie walked up the steps, watching the television set.

   "Marty?"

   "Yes?"

   "How did he know those scores?" Rosie asked. They looked at each other with fear in their eyes.

   "There's no way. Right?"

   "I don't know sweetheart," she replied. They continued to watch the screen and Marty tensed at the sight he saw.

"Meet the woman who shared in his passion as he searched for true love, and relive Biff's happiest moment, as in 1973, he realized his lifelong romantic dream by marrying his high school sweetheart, Lorraine Baines McFly."

   "How's it feel Mr. Tannen?" An on screen reporter asked.

   "Third times the charm," he replied, taking Lorraine's waist forcefully.

   "I'm gonna be sick," Marty said. Then he watched Biff begin to kiss Lorraine. "No!" He screamed, backing up.

   "Marty. Marty," Rosie said, trying to get him to calm down. He then tried to run backwards, but was caught my three men. "Let him go!"

   "Hey, hey you're coming with us upstairs," the three said.

   "Let's me go," Marty said.

   "Grab the girl," one said, and he grabbed Rosie's arm, pulling her aggressively towards them.

   "We can do this the easy way or the hard way kids," they said, before hitting their heads and knocking them out.

   Marty woke up laying down on a bed. He looked around.

   "Rosie?" He said, before feeling her next to him. He looked at her and saw that she was still unconscious. He turned around and tossed his arm protectively over her. "Mom?" He asked, seeing a shadow. "Mom is that you?"

   "Just relax Marty," she said. He began to fall back into the pillow at the sound of the voice. "You've been asleep for almost two hours."

   "I had a horrible nightmare, it was terrible" he said.

   "Well you're safe and sound now, back on the good ol' 27th floor," she said. His eyes opened wide.

   "27th floor!" The light turned on and he jumped up, seeing his mom. "Mom? Mom, that can't be you," he said.

   "Well, yes it's me Marty. Are you alright?"

   "I'm fine. I'm fine, it's just that you're so... you're so... big," he said, feeling as if he was reliving  another story.

   "Oh everything's gonna be fine, Marty. Are you hungry?" She asked. "I-I can call room service."

   He panted. "Room service?"

   "Marty who's the girl with you?" She asked. He was confused.

   "It's Rosie," he said. It didn't seem to ring a bell in her memory.

   He turned around, crossing his legs and facing Rosie. "Hey princess," he whispered. "I really need you to wake up."

   Rosie turned in her sleep, facing Marty. Her eyes opened slowly and she took on her surroundings, sitting up.

   "I've been unconscious more then I've been awake these last few hours," she mumbled quietly. She then looked at Marty. "What's going on?"

   "I'm not sure," he said, holding her hand. Suddenly, Biff yelled.

   "Lorraine!"

   "Oh my god it's your father," she said, and Marty's heart stopped.

   "My father?" He asked, Rosie began to rub his shoulders. Biff then rammed the door open, and Rosie moved backwards in fear.

   "You're supposed to be in Switzerland you little son of a bitch!" He yelled, pointing at Marty. He however, was still in shock.

   "My father?"

   "Did you get kicked out of another boarding school?" Biff asked. "Damnit Lorraine. Do you know how much perfectly good dough I've blown on this no good kid of yours? Huh? On all three of 'em?"

   "What the hell do you care? We can afford it," she said drunkenly walking towards him. "The least we can do with all that money is provide a better life for our children."

   "Oh hold on one second let's get this straight. Marty is your kid, not mine. And all the money in the world wouldn't do jackshit for that lazy bum," Biff said, chasing Lorraine our.

   "I really feel sick now," Marty said. Rosie tossed an arm around his shoulders and pulled his head into her chest.

   "It's okay. We'll get out of this one, just like we always do," she said, and he nodded.

   "Stop it Biff just stop it," Lorraine said as Rosie and Marty walked through the doorway.

   "Look at him, he's a butthead, just like his old man was," Biff said, and he knew he had struck her mind.

   "Don't you dare speak about George that way," Lorraine said angrily.

   "What happened to my dad?" Marty asked under his breath.

   "You're not even half the man he was," Lorraine continued, and Marty didn't like the sound of that. Biff then grabbed Lorraine's arm and threw her onto the ground.

   "You son of a bitch!"

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