The Lane Corporation.
HQ of Time Travel Affairs
Year - 3187.
"Anything yet?"
"Our techs believe they have almost fixed it."
"Well, tell them to hurry up. Time is already changing."
"Yes sir."
"This hunk of junk has the answers in its memory and we need them now."
"I know sir. But QQQ has always been a bit unreliable when it comes to memory."
"Not this time. We can't afford for that to happen."
The head of the Lane Corporation is not a happy man. Something has gone wrong in the past. It has its origins in the F-Zero GX Race: The F-Zero Circuits Championship. It was designed to be the biggest championship race ever over all the big circuits of the F-Zero organization. The Corporation had recently begun to see tremors in time. Investigation pointed them towards the event. But they weren't specific enough. All that was known was that there seemed to be the death of many racers during the tournament. And that it would have an impact on the race and everything it involved in the future. Now, the tremors are becoming much more severe. Some areas are readjusting to this new past incident while others have yet to be impacted. The Corporation is being hounded as to what's going on. And the only thing they have to help them figure it out is a broken robot named QQQ who was there during this time.
"Sir! We have memory. We are starting to extract it from QQQ now!"
"Take me to the lab now."
The Lab.
"Start playing from the beginning!"
"Yes sir."
The lab rat hit a button and QQQ sprung to life, telling his story.
QQQ: "The Championship started at Port Town. It had been decided to start there since it was Captain Falcon's home world. Captain Falcon had won the last F-Zero Championship, so it was decided to start this grand tournament on his home turf."
Port Town
Home World of Captain Falcon and the start of the F-Zero Circuits Championship.
Year - 2580
The idea had been bantered about for awhile. Rather than just racing on 5 or 6 course, there should be a tournament that encompasses all the major F-Zero tracks. That way, it would provide the ultimate answer as to who was the greatest F-Zero racer and there would be no bickering over fans as to which cup was harder or easier. Finally, it happened. And the F-Zero Circuits Championship was born. However, it produced some unwanted side effects.
Realizing that this would provide an answer as to who was the ultimate racer weighed on the minds of many. Not to mention the incredible prize that was to be given to the winner. This desire of prominence and riches led to the formation of two groups, the Legends Mafia and the MaxVelocity Mafia. The purpose of both groups was clear. Make an alliance with a few racers to protect one another so that one wins the Championship. In addition, they would work together to eliminate any competition during the race.
The Legends Mafia had formed first. The name came partly from their pride and in part with what they hoped to become. Rumours spread of its formation and soon a second group had formed. The MaxVelocity Mafia was named so for the speed with which they hoped to beat opponents and with their desire to get to the top fast.
When Don Genie was found dead before the race began, it became apparent that these groups were not rumours but real. The rest of the racers became aware that they had to spring to action to avoid the same fate as Don Genie. And since these mafias were so willing to kill them, they should be repaid the same kindness. But how? There were accusations but no one knew for sure who was involved in these groups.
The F-Zero race can be a dangerous thing. There have been accidents and deaths before. It just takes the twitch of a finger to "accidently" hit a fellow racer and knock him off the course. Indeed. That seemed to be the plan of action. In order to cover their deeds, racers would accidently bump who they felt was the offending party. Get hit enough and the damage to your craft could be so severe as to explode. And so as the countdown for the race began, the racers patiently waited. Watching to see who would hit who and trying to solve who wanted them dead. The countdown ended and the race was on.