Antigravity Racing League #1
The ARL race crafts run on sonic speeds just a few metres from the track and race massive rollercoaster circuits all across the galaxy. It is the biggest sport under the federation.
Zane Silvering, the son of an ARL legend, races in a local antigravity league and dreams of making it big in the galaxy.
On his eighteenth birthday, after being kicked out of his team, an ARL team offers him a position as a substitute. Despite the warning signs, he seizes the opportunity, and boards a massive spaceship, the mobile base of a team competing for the galactic championship.
But the life of an ARL racer isn’t as easy as he thought. The crafts are raw and powerful, the competition relentless—also inside his team—and the game sometimes gets dirty. Just to get to race, he has to beat some of the galaxy’s best racers.
And there’s more to the team than racing: a group of them run secret missions for the enigmatic owner. Soon Zane works night-shift as their getaway pilot.
When the day and night jobs meet, he must step out of his father’s shadow, and race, not only for the glory, but for his life.
They got VIP treatment with a luxurious shuttle transit from their home—though Zane couldn’t appreciate it at the time—and got to meet the Andor team in the pits. Zane was looking forward to seeing his father after such a long time. Deion Silvering had been on a tour with the Andor team’s massive space cruiser that served as his home during the racing season, and now it was the last race of the season after which he would be home.
Zane held his mother’s hand as they walked across the massive indoor space that held the pits of all the racing teams. The red colour drew his attention to the Andor team’s pit.
‘Mom! Let’s go, that’s Daddy’s craft!’ he shouted and tried to pull his mother to come along.
‘Be careful, there’s too many people around.’
Zane didn’t like that his mother tried to slow him down, but she might have been right. All around the pits the crews moved at speed servicing the crafts, making everything ready for the race. Robots whizzed by, and one almost bumped into Zane.
‘What did I just say?’ his mother said.
Zane slowed down, and a familiar figure caught his eye. It wasn’t his father, but someone he knew, Hermes. He was a grey-haired man, who had been a famous racer before, and was now working with his father to help him win the championship. Hermes was the oldest person Zane knew.
‘Little Zane boy! Are you here to race?’ Hermes said and leaned closer. He smelled weird as he leaned in to whisper, ‘If you ask me, these guys could use some help.’
Zane nodded, to which Hermes chuckled and tousled his hair. ‘Good lad.’
His mother seemed unimpressed.
‘Kira,’ Hermes said. ‘Good to see you on a race day. It’s been a long time. I hope it will help him. Because we need all the help we can get.’
‘How’s that?’ she said.
His eyebrows furrowed, and he seemed to look for words. ‘He’s been a bit off in the past week. It’s probably just the end of the season, and the pressure. He’s the favourite to win the championship, but it won’t be easy.’
Thank you,Rock Forsberg and Love Books Group
About the Author
Rock Forsberg is a science fiction author. He loves awe-inspiring stories and started writing so that he could create epic worlds and stories of his own. He has also written songs, poems, and short stories, both in English and in Finnish. He considers writing to be a long game, with a lifetime of learning, and dozens of novels to write.
A dual citizen of Finland and Australia, he splits his time between Helsinki, Finland and Sydney, Australia. If he not writing, he’s reading, keeping fit (he’s a health geek), playing guitar, or enjoying time with his family and friends.