Silena took a deep breath, and went under the car, to see what was wrong. No, she wasn't a mechanic. She was just in high school. Her Dad, though, was a mechanic.

She was just helping out her dad. He was down with a fever and the owner of the car needed it that day. Silena had offered and ignored her Dad's feeble 'No's, setting off to the garage, to start working on it.

It was a good car, a red Aston Martin One-77. A fast one at that. Silena always had an obsession with fast cars, like the Jaguar XJ220 and the Koenigsegg CCR.

Sue her.

In her book, who needed makeup when you could stare at a SSC Ultimate Aero or a Bugatti Veyron Super Sport. She got up. There seemed to be no problem…

Unless…

She got inside the car and took it for a slow spin around the block, gaining many looks, and came back to the garage. She felt like doubling over in laughter.

The problem was so small! The clutch was not properly lubricated! No! More likely a low quality lubricant! That was it!

Chuckling to herself, she added the lubricant. Somebody cleared their throat.

She turned around to see a man, who was, with no better words, bat ugly. Silena didn't care. As she always said, beauty is only skin deep.

She smiled at the man, smiled back.

"Hello. Here to pick up your car?"

The man looked at the car.

"That's actually my stepbrother's. He asked me to pick it up for him. No idea why would he give it to a mort— another person!"

Silena noticed the slip up, but didn't say anything.

"I'm good with cars too, you see."

Silena nodded sympathetically.

"He was in a rush, actually. That's probably why he gave it to my Dad."

The man extended his hand.

"I'm He-Vu-Victor. Nice to meet you. You did seem too young to own a garage. But my own boy's only 17 and he owns his own mechanic shop. So I don't think I have the right to say anything."

He chuckled.

Silena took his hand and shook it.

"My name's Silena. I'm actually 14. I'm just really tall."

The man smiled fondly.

"My son's little on the short side, actually. A surprise there, though. His mother was tall and I'm tall, too."

Silena glanced at the car.

"I'm taking a rough guess and saying that your stepbrother didn't have the slightest clue on how to maintain a car. A shame, really, it's a beautiful one. A bit flashy though"

Victor nodded.

"Well, he is a flashy person. But I don't find how it could be much useful. It's fast."

Silena tapped her chin.

"Well, the car looks fine to me. Mind looking around to see if everything's fine? I only have one more week 'till I have to go for some summer camp my dad attended in his youth."

'Viktor's head snapped up.

'Camp, you say?'

Silena nodded.

"Yeah. Tha-"

"Tell me, Silena, have you gone through any completely… weird experiences? Like something you see but others don't?"

"Once or twice, actually. Why?"

Viktor grinned. An expression which really didn't look good on him, but hell to that.

"Maybe… Well, then I might be seeing you soon. But as for now, my stepbrother needs his car. How much was it?"

Silena mumbled out the amount which was given to her and the man rode away.

She shrugged. Her day only got weirder and weirder.

Her phone rang. Her dad was calling her.

"Silena, could you come home a little earlier? One of my younger brothers, Leo and his best friends, your mum's half sister and her boyfriend are over."

Boo! Inactive for quite some time now! Still alive! So, it's up to you, the way you derive the story. I guess Silena's grandparents are obvious. I racked my head over it, but decided to leave it to you amazing people to let your imaginations work. First way of interpreting is that Charles and Silena are still alive and second is…

For you to decide! Just comment and let me know what you thought of it! Critism is always appreciated!

If it really isn't clear, I'm trying to base Silena's name off Silena Beauregard.

So I'm trying to make the dad a son of Hephaestus and the mum a daughter of Aphrodite, so you can guess who the mum's half sister is.