The racers were making sure they fought hard this time. They knew they had to make up for yesterday. As such, it was the heaviest hitting race ever seen. Fans watched in awe over the destruction of the race cars. As the day wore on, it became apperant that two people were taking the most abuse. One such racer was Lily Flyer. The other was Clinton "Mighty" Gazelle aka Sir_Stabbalot. Although leading in damage for most of the race, Lily Flyer suddenly seemed to catch up as most abused. The outcome seemed in doubt until the twins, Gomar & Shioh, rammed Mighty Gazelle one last time.
Gazelle's racer spun wildly off the course, flipping through the air. Mighty Gazelle was thrown out of his racer far ahead onto the ground. He got up with only a slight bend in one leg. "Fools!" He yelled. "I am a cyborg! I am undestructable! I am Invinca---!" His words were cut short as his racing machine fell on top of him. It crushed him and sent peicies of him flying all over the ground. Lying there, with no legs and one arm, his racer burning atop of him and his torso slowly melting from the heat, Mighty Gazelle was still able to control his voice box and shout defiantly to the other racers. "Where do you think you're going? It's only a flesh wound. Come back here, you ---!" Again, Gazelle's speech was cut short as a giant sandshark came up from the ground and ate Gazelle and his racer. It would later choke from this decision and Gazelle would remain under the Sand Ocean's earth, slowly rusting away into oblivion.
After the race, everyone went to Gazelle's room at the Sand Ocean hotel. Searching through the room, they came upon a some mind control chips as well as some top secret documents. Reading through the documents, Beastman made an important discovery. "Mighty Gazelle was the mafia propagandist for the Legends mafia! He's been mind controlling Captain Falcon!"
"Hurry, we must save Captain Falcon," Jody Summer cried. "Yeah, sure, whatever" mumbled Black Shadow, Blood Falcon, Pico, Samurai
Goroh, Deathborn, Antonio Guster and a bunch of others, who proceeded to loiter in the room. But as it turned out, their efforts were too late.
Captain Falcon aka MattVDB was fixing his machine after another victory. "Man, that Blood Falcon is getting on my nerves," he muttered, fixing a dent caused by the Blood Falcon. Then he saw a reflection on the surface of his craft. Someone was sneaking up behind him. Captain Falcon wheeled around. "Who's there?" he yelled. "I am a bounty hunter much like yourself." "Show me your moves!" challenged Falcon. "You asked for it," replied the assailant. He brought a lead pipe down on Falcon's helmet, bashing it in. "Woah. Kind of dizzy there," Falcon said dazed. "Better unleash the big guns. Falcon Punch!" And with all his strength, he punched the assailant out of the room. "Need to sit down. Feel...I feel like I...need to buy something broken. Or..or take a dump," stuttered Falcon. But then another figure emerged from the shadows. "Who are you?" asked Falcon. "I'm your killer," came the answer. "Let's settle this at the next race," said Falcon, "Not like this. This is the coward's way." "I don't care," came the answer. Later, when the rest of the racers came to see Captain Falcon, they found him dead. Half the crowd cheered. Now they wouldn't have to worry about beating him anymore. "Let's llok through his belongings," cried Blood Falcon. "Good idea...son," replied Black Shadow. "Don't call me that ever again. I hate you, DAD!" responded Blood Falcon, who ran off crying. "Aww nuts. Hey son! Don't do this. Hey! Wait up," yelled Black Shadow running after Falcon. During all this commotion, Antonio Guster grapped a pile of papers from the Blue Falcon's cockpit. Going through them, he learned that Captain Falcon had become a corrupted townie, serving the Legends Mafia. He also found love letters to James McCloud. Man, I am so sick of learning about his love life, thought Antonio. Still, he best get rid of them.
So, Antonio went over to James. "Here. I have some love letters from your girlfriend," he said, tossing over the letters. James looked at them. "He's not my girlfriend! And I have a wife!" said James, defending himself. "Then how come none of us have seen her?" asked Antonio, "As far as I'm concerned, your "wife" is just something you made up to keep people from knowing what your really up doing or thinking." "Well, at least my wife doesn't have a mohawk," retorted James, "and her name isn't Antonio Guster aka KnowNothing!" "How did you know? I hate you!" yelled Antonio, running away from James. But as Antonio ran across the scorched desert, he ran into a MaxVelocity trap! MaxVelocity wanted the papers Antonio had on Captain Falcon's mind control, hoping it would give them clues to the identities of the other Legends Mafia members. And so Antonio ran right into a minefield and was blown to bits. The papers he had were scattered everywhere in the air. The noise of the explosion brought many racers to the scene. "Drat!" thought the MaxVelocity hitman, "Next time, I must kill my victim more quietly." The hitman ran over to Antonio's room at the hotel and searched through it. But there was nothing to be found there. It seemed Antonio was just a regular racer or townie who got mixed up in this crazy business.
By now, security forces were all over these races. Racers were sequestered to prevent anymore deaths. The news of Captain Falcon's demise shook the F-Zero racer world. Many fans blamed different racers for the disaster that had befallen the beloved race. Race officials felt it clear that the racers were trying to harm one another intentionally. They felt the great prize that was being offered the winner might have something to do with it. So, they warned the racers that anymore deaths would result in it being substantially lowered. But none of the racers said why they must keep hunting fellow racers. And so the race continued.
Meanwhile, Octoman aka Garnee was sitting bored by his racer. I don't like this killing, he thought. I just want to race and dance. This bores me. Plus, I hate every other racer. I'm playing for my kid's education but the other racers won't let me win. They think I should have to actually compete. Forget that and forget my kids. I'm going on an adventure with this magic bean. He ate the magic bean. Next thing he knew, he was piloting a ship fighting off Star Fox and his team. But then his ship was blown up and the explosion opened another rift between time and reality and he found himself being lifted up in a net off the oean floor. Soon, he was cooked and fried and served for eating at Red Lobster. MMM, that's good calamari. Octoman may have just been a regular racer or townie but he was a dumb one.
The Lane Corporation
The Time Lab
"Are you writing this information down?" asked the head.
"Yes, sir. Falcon mind-controlled. Mighty Gazelle is Legends Mafia."
"Good good. We need to know who the culprits are so we can send out a timeforce task team and prevent this disaster from happening. Someone start doing some background checks on who this killer might be." ordered the head.
QQQ: "It gets worse. Appearently, there was someone who snapped and just wanted to blow the rest of the racers up. He even planted a timebomb on one of them."
Everyone in the lab stopped for a moment in amazement.
"My god. Can't we get this thing to speak faster! We have to learn these developments faster!"
"We're trying sir."
QQQ: "If you thought that day was crazy, things got even worse at the Big Blue circuit. It turns out a couple racers learned the identity of a mafia member and blackmailed them. This caused each mafia to develop a mole within their organization."
"Wow," said the head.
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