Living was hard for the boy that would become Edward Saint Croix. Growing up in the wide and frightening new world of New York from his humble beginnings on the shores of the icy Atlantic, his parents tried their best to fuel the growing imagination of young Edward and when he was finally out of high school and any possible schooling he wanted to in Great Britain, they scrambled up what they could to send him off into the great unknown. It had always been his dream to end up in the United States and that is where he ultimately ended up.

His first wisp of love and inspiration - a muse after his own heart with eyes of brilliant green and skin porcelain fair - came in the form of young Faith Carhil, who at the time was merely a simple shop-owner’s daughter who had moved up to New York because of the appeal of the city. The small corner shop wasn't exactly the place you would find something so precious, but then again, Edward kept his eyes open for the light in everything. A young twenty-three to his already thirty-six self, he was intent on marrying her. They had shared the closing hours of the shop, where he would read aloud some musical writings of his own to his soon-to-be wife while she did the toils of closing hours; Even helping when she needed and asked for it.

On October 14th of 1975, Faith gave birth to a young boy. They gave him the name Christian and, in the confines of their shared, two-bedroom apartment, raised him. They tried to provide all they could for him, just as Edward's parents had done for him. In the passing of her father, Faith took over the shop on the corner and continued to run the business she grew to love. Edward was still steady in his drive to become what he had studied for: A painter. While the two-bedrooms provided enough space to raise a child, the ceiling-high canvas rolls and numerous unsold works of art took up more than could be imagined. It was only on the weekends when Edward had the time (away from his standard job as a journalist for a local, small-town newspaper) that the paintings were taken to the street-side to sell. A few hundred dollars here and there was enough to save if things suddenly came under a pinch.

As Christian grew, so did his interest in paintings and the other numerous arts that tended to plague his vision on a daily basis. Plague in the good sort. Attending a public high school at the time, he found his first bite of heartbreak in a young girl his age named Alexis. Last names didn't matter back then. She was typical for high school and a first relationship; Breaking it off only after she found herself a more suitable person to tag along with. It didn't matter - It was young love and it became inspiration. It was then that Christian sat down and wrote his first small script; "Varius et Aggie." Following the young and turbulent love of two people on opposite ends of the social spectrum, "Varius et Aggie" ended up your typical "Romeo and Juliet" tragedy. The only twist being that it is Varius who ultimately ends the life of his young bride when his own confused and toiled emotions get the better of him.

While he initially praised it for something creative and something complete, he ultimately stashed it away in the confines of his trunk. Over the years, it would fill with more writings as Christian produced them. Maybe he would go back and look over for some other ideas, but as for any real plans, they were since scrapped.

Upon graduating from high school in the summer of 1993 and after taking a number of advancing writing courses, Christian found himself set on trying to become a writer. The drive and determination of his father had shone through more than ever as he searched the New York state and even the West coast for a college that fit his interest. Holding a job at a bookstore in order to maybe have a gander at some upcoming released pre-release, he saved up for at least the typical necessities of heading off to college. A car of his own, books, supplies, whatever he needed. It would be a while to save up for certain things, but Christian was more than willing to put in the time and the effort.

It was in searching for colleges that the idea of becoming a screen writer would pass through the psyche of Christian. He set his sights on an art institute in New York, throwing his portfolio together with a revised copy of his high school tragedy. For as long as it took, he studied and toiled to fit the rigors of attending such a college - even getting a bit of the acting bug himself upon a small short film rendition of his own work along with small roles in some other student works. He ended up walking out with his Bachelor's in film, some other knowledge and pursuits resting on numerous writing classes as well. With that in hand, it was time to put himself out there for the entertainment industry to see.

His first big role came as John Tate, son of Keri Tate, in Halloween H2O: Twenty Years Later. While the movie, he considered, was nothing too big (even with the name behind the title and the faces to go with the franchise), it did open the way for more roles and opportunities for the budding actor. Over the year of 1999, Christian did his best to keep up on his acting abilities while he put his focus on some other medias of life. Music had struck an interest and, while movies were still his top priority, he spent most of it trying to figure out how to pick up a guitar and play the thing without looking like a complete idiot. Certainly no rock star dreams, but for the moment it seemed to be the thing and would eventually pave the way for his vocal releases and musical work later in life.

While the roles kept coming year by year, Christian slowly -- like the majority who entered the field -- made a name for himself with such horror films as Final Destination and Thirteen Ghosts alongside vocal work for the family hit Finding Nemo and a musical spot as hot-shot criminal lawyer Billy Flynn in Chicago. During these years, Christian met fellow actor and songstress, Anabella Cruz and, if you asked anyone he hung around with at the time, seemed to immediately fall head over heels and in 2002, the two had a son, Nicholas. The pride and joy of his eye, Christian was more than estatic to be a father at the age of twenty-six and isn't past spoiling him for a birthday or two, even if it means digging his own fist into a perfectly good birthday cake in similar eating habits.

Rather unexpected, a role that seemed to cement his career came in 2005 with his portrayal of masked vigilant Batman in Batman Begins. Taking a break from the mindblowing experience, Christian turned to his writing work as the writer for Hostel in 2005 and the sequel, Hostel: Part II in 2007. Always one for a good scare when he could get away with it, the movies were just the thing for him to bring a new edge to horror albeit not all critics and reviewers saw it the same way. 2007 also brought around the release of the much awaited musical debut that had been in the works since 2004, The Sky is Falling, alongside fellow friends and musicians he had been playing with for a number of years. While tours are still in the rumor because of filming for 2008's The Dark Knight, it is safe to say Christian has made it to the point he wanted in life. Plenty of friends, a family of his own, and a successful career.