Biography
Tristan Cruise was born to a rather unfortunate family in rural Texas, his home was a rather dilapidated mobile home with old fading flamingos in the front. It was the best his mother could afford and she had no problem telling her 4 children that they were the reason she couldn't afford some fancy home nearer to town. She'd have liked to have been dressed in fancy clothes so her Johns could appreciate her more and pay her more. Perhaps a John would even fancy her enough to take her away from the shit hole she lived. She always threatened each night she left to go stand on street corners might be her last night there.

Tristan of course took these threats quite seriously even as a young boy of ten and took it upon himself the oldest of the four children to ensure the health and well being of his siblings. Tristan could often be found doing laundry and cooking dinner and making lunches. He ensured his family got to school on time and even tried his best to leave a little food for his mother. He felt he had been doing a rather commendable job until one day she brought home one of her John's. She had naturally thought it was true love when he had expressed a love for family and children.

The rest of the night is rather foggy for Tristan, he remembers his mother screaming and being hit as her John shoved her into the bathroom and barred the door. He remembers the man turning to the four Cruise children a malicious glint in his eye, Tristan had shouted for his sisters to run, run away and he and his brother would attempt to slow the man down. The last thing Tristan remembers from that humid July night is the sound of glass breaking as a man rushed towards him muttering that 'he liked the little boys as well.'

The next thing he knew Tristan was awake in a hospital bed with a massive headache and thankfully no pain between his legs. A social worker and doctor stood in front of him and explained that his mother had been found with massive amounts of cocaine in her system and she was to be taken to jail, as was her John for attempted rape. The social worker continued to explain that Tristan was to be taken to a foster home and that it was highly impossible for four children to be adopted together. They would of course be separated. And so it came to be that the last night Tristan ever saw the rest of his siblings was one the night of his mothers incarceration. He said his farewells to his sisters as they had both been chosen by nice families and his brother who would be going to another foster home a state away.

Tristan had been sent to a home where he had been given a small room and reminded that the only reason he was there was because the government offered them a check for their good deeds. School was rough and Tristan found himself the victim of many bullies, it seemed children didn't take to kindly to a boy with a broken family and a broken heart. Eventually Tristan took to spending time to himself. He discovered he was actually quite athletic and he discovered the sport of Parkour. He joined a small group that was also enthusiastic about the sport and they took him in like a fellow family member. The group was of a lower moral fiber and Tristan found himself stealing and running away with his comrades. Deciding that this group was more of a family he left home with out a word and lived on the streets for a few months. Occasionally he stole enough to buy himself a motel room for the night. Currently Tristan loves his life, he has no problems in doing what he needs to do to survive.