The F4000 Racing League commences. In 2072 four racing teams are completing the championship. A pilot Willow Smith is selected by the Federal European Industrial Science and Research (FEISAR).

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Insert the 1976 Sunburst theme here…

The Anti-Gravity Federation led by Pierre Belmondo auto racing no longer existed. Cars are replaced with flying ships hovering with magnetic levitation technology. The original four racing teams were created they are FEISAR, AG Systems, Auricom and Qirex. The year 2072 the F4000 Anti-Gravity Racing League is the transition of the F3600 to the F5000 Racing League. Pilots are selected by the teams themselves. A woman was walking down the streets in the city. "Willow Smith?" A man walked beside her Jack Thompson. "How do you know me?" She asked. He was sent by Lara Lloyd one of the crewmen of FEISAR.

At the team building Nico Fiser the executive director of FEISAR, tells her that she can take some of her own personal belongings with her. She decided to take most of her clothes. After the 2071 F3600 season ended. While sitting in the room. An AG systems pilot named Jace Byrne approaches her. Jace was a friend of hers and he was flying a Qirex ag ship. He tells her that he is happy she joined the team. "I just want you to know that the Qirex F4000 ship is superior to the FEISAR ship. We are going to do some cool things in this league." "Well, I knew that." She spoke.

An Auricom pilot named Axel King was sitting in the building of Auricom. Chuck Holffman, Auricom's executive director told him that they will be a second pilot to join him. One walked towards him. "Mr. King. There are important things to discuss." Jake Skerrett, one of the second pilots stood there. "Axel, I'm Jake."

As Willow walked around the FEISAR F4000 ag ship. "This is the main view of the ship. From this angle you can see what the ship's cameras are seeing. This view shows what you are seeing right now." Brock Hardy is working on the engines of the ship. The racing committee Carter MacCullough stands there in the AGF main building. He along with Isaac McEwan were discussing the upcoming league build up. They said that the tracks that were raced on the F3600 league will eventually be used again.

The day before the first race as the teams are preparing the ag ships. Former driver Charles Frost was standing there waiting. Willow then arrived at the garage she saw him as he walked towards her. "What are you doing here?" Willow said. "I just want to say good luck out there. From there you can become the champion of the league." "Really. Thanks Charlie." "No problem."

Still thinking she sighed, the lead technician David Bisgaard instantly spoke. "Look I know this your first time completing the ag league." She knew that she had to do it and if so, she would have to win every race in the league. "I know I can't let the other ships win." She walked down towards the garage underneath the racecourse. As she looked at the craft, the ship is like the AGRC and F3600 ships it two engines on the back, the cockpit was at the center of the ship. She sat in the cockpit.

The rest of the pilots are in their seats in the cockpits as well. The ships are lifted from the garage and onto the track. The crowd was cheering from the stands. All eight pilots are lined up and ready to go. The thrusters fired as the countdown reached three, two, one GO. The ships flied on the track, they turned on the corner, they picked up the weapons off the grid. Auricom fired a missile at the Qirex ship as it damaged it. FEISAR continued to lead the pack as the second lap came by. AG Systems is still trying to hold on as one of the ships used turbo. The final lap is on Willow gaining the lead as the ship crossed the finish line. FESIAR came first, other ag ships came at the same time.

As she climbed out of the cockpit, she couldn't believe it that she had won the race of the league. Ressie Keith, one of the pilots of FEISAR spoke. "Willow, you beaten me to it." He spoke. "Great race." Hours after the first race at the hotel near the Altima VII racetrack everyone was celebrating, even Willow herself was standing there. While looking at the window knowing the next race is scheduled in the next week or two. As the sun began to set everyone were packed up and went home. Many went to the airliners as others went to their hovercars as well.

This is an attempt of a WipEout fanfic I had for several months now since Omega Collection was released.

Until next time later pilots.