Roxy Raceway Novels & Stories

The sun blazed against my skin. Engines roared like thunder in the distance, the scent of fuel and burnt rubber clinging to the summer air. The race drew out every thrill-seeker from town and beyond. Dust swirled in chaotic clouds as a car lined up at the starting strip, the hoods popped, decals gleaming under the harsh sun. Rocco was smoking hot, with his sleeves rolled up, cocky grin in place, his driver’s suit slung low on his hips like he was born to win. The crowd cheered as he stepped outside his cobalt-blue ride, waving to me like he was some movie star.

"You forgot the first race that's supposed to get you home?" "Okay, when you say it like that it sounds bad." "Because it is bad." Alina threw a pillow at her. Aria caught it. Twenty minutes later they were leaving the mansion. The Crosswell family was nowhere in sight. For once, Alina considered that a blessing. The system appeared beside her as they stepped outside. [QUALIFIER RACE] [CHECK IN REQUIRED] [LOCATION: LAGOS CIRCUIT] [DISTANCE: 18 KM]

from the local black market. "And I love winning," Kael sat in the driver's seat of a reinforced muscle car next to her. Aurora was buckled in the passenger seat, looking excited. Alex sat in the back of the command van, parked a block away. "I’m in the Tokyo Traffic Control Grid. Just say the word." A man with gold teeth and a robotic eye walked between the vehicles. The Race Master. "The finish line is inside the tunnel," he grinned. "First one to cross gets rights to the underground. The losers... leave their cars."

I get into my car and make my way to the line up. Getting to the line up, I look over to Rex, not seeing shit seeing as his windows are tinted just like mine, go figure. "Two Laps around theses four buildings" The person monitoring the races point to the four abandoned flat buildings "Play fair, first one back at the starting line, takes home the winning title. You ready?" he points to my car I revv smirking "You" he points to Rex and he revvs.

“The racers are now in their cars.Rolly Mendoza,Luke Reyes and Rouge Silvenia!” All the people yelled and each one of them had their own favorites while the four of us just stayed quiet. “The race will start in 5…”The racers started their engine “4..” Their car lights were on. “3..2...1..”and the flag went up and they drove their cars so fast through the finish line. Rouge is currently leading.As soon as he almost reached the finish line,someone bumped into his car that caused his car to roll over.We Silvenia have stood because of shock. I wanted to shout but Rex shook his head.We just sat and watched what would happen next.

The MC announced “Yesssssssssss……..!” The whole crowd began to scream in happiness waving their banner which contains Zee's name “And today, the championship between CACULUS AGENCY and ROLLIES AGENCY will come to an end after one of them emerges the winner, who do you think will win this year car race Championship, is it the CACULUS or the ROLLIES?” The MC asked and the lights immediately turned green, Dell was the first to zoom off driving in so much speed, Raymond the ROLLIES top car racer was the second in line and he was chasing after Dell back to back leaving out no space,

They needed this first part of the trek to be over and find a safe place where he could check on her burns. Twenty minutes later they stood in front of the raceway. The large complex was still massive, even in its ruined state. "What did they used to race here?" "Cars. They're like pods, but with just the wheels." Tom nodded. Seemed like every culture throughout time liked to go fast one way or another. "Well, it was much easier to find than the last safe house." "That makes it more dangerous. Other people might be here, and they might not be friendly."

Orlie informed me, "and the ultimate victor will serve as the ambassador for their latest sports car model." As we entered the dome, three identical cars stood prominently, each in a different hue - yellow, blue, and red. Their polished surfaces sparkled, captivating the attention of everyone present. "How much do they cost?" I inquired, eyeing the sleek vehicles. "Eight million dollars!" he exclaimed. "Can you believe it? Twenty-four million for a trio of cars purely intended as decorative fixtures for racing events, courtesy of TerraTraxx. Tss!" "You fancy one of those?" I teased Orlie, knowing full well that the winner of the race would receive the latest model of the supercar.