Gentle footsteps and a few butlers performing duties along the corridor filled the halls of the Mejiro mansion. The pure white of the marble was almost blinding, and the mansion's decorations were completely immaculate, reflecting the status of the Mejiro lineage.

At your side, as your guide and companion, was the current representative of that same lineage. McQueen, with an elegant gait and impeccable posture, helped you navigate each hallway of the mansion until you reached the destination she wanted to show you. A wall dedicated to and filled only with trophies from the greatest races in which the Mejiro family had emerged victorious.

The sight alone was something very impressive, Each perfectly polished and cared trophy telling a long story of decades full of sacrifice, Effort and dedication except for one small empty space. A space dedicated only to McQueen herself. "My father said, That my trophy is one of the most important as many others before me have tried and failed to win... but... on behalf of my family I will do everything possible to finally claim what is ours."

McQueen spoke in a gentle but determined tone, resting her hand across her chest on his heart as she admired the empty space of the trophy gallery.