Disclaimer: I don't own any thing apart from my characters, True Blood belongs to Alan Ball and HBO, the same go with Percy Jackson that belongs to Rick Riordan.

My name is Tristan Dean Matthews and guess what I am, you get three changes make them count. No, I am not a werewolf, two changes left. Nope not a vampire really I would not be made to be in the sun. Last changed one more, nope I am not a shape shifter, do you want me to tell you I am a demigod. Which is a half god half-mortal being, my father is Dionysus god of wine while my mother is Renee Matthews a mortal she job is one of the coolest she is an owner one of the best food store. I am a big easy kid born and raised. The reason why I love living in the big easy is I can run wild and no one care. I have short black hair that curls like crazy and bright purple eyes and this is my story.

Ch.1

"Tristan we need to talk." Mom said as I walked into the apartment kitchen wearing my pj, which were black under armor boxers and a white tank top.

"Yes Mom?" I asked as I went to get breakfast, which was going to be cereal and milk.

"We're going to move with Aunt Rosa back in bon temps." Mom said.

"What?" I asked looking at her, milk in one hand and cereal in the other. "Why leave the big easy?"

"Tristan rent is getting crazy and Aunt Rosa wants us home," Mom said back. "Plus I fear for you with those vampires out there."

Right let me example about two years ago, Vampires came out of the coffin for the whole world to know. Mom had become worry for me hanging out at night, she was already worried about me because I was a demigod and monsters would just love to eat me but I knew how to protect myself.

"Mom I've protected myself for how many years." I said back.

"I know Tristan but I feel this is the best for us." Mom said back.

"I can't believe you," I growled placing both the milk and cereal on the counter top and stomped out of the kitchen. "I'm going out."

"Tristan we need to talk!" Mom called back but I kept walking slamming my bedroom door, and quickly changed pulling on a pair of clean jeans and a grey tee-shirt, I pulled on my vans, open my window and climbed out.

Time lapse

I sat on the one of the trolley heading towards one of the famous graveyard, where my stepfather was buried flowers lay next to me I need to put some flowers on his grave if we were moving out of the city. The trolley came to a stop; I quickly climbed off and headed in. I slipped pass the tourists.

"So I heard your moving to hick town." I heard a female voice, causing me to jump. I looked up to see Rosemary one of the resident ghost she was a ghostly dress.

"How do you know?"I asked as I placed the flowers on the grave.

"I get around." Rosemary said.

"Whatever you say." I said back.

"You know I'm going to keep an eye on you." Rosemary said.

"I know," I said back. A chill went through me, a signal that a monster was around. I slipped out my cutlass and carefully started to walk after the chill. A loud roar to my right, I turned to see a manticore. I hid behind a grave, thankfully the tourist ran out screaming earthquake as it roared again shaking the ground. "Vou Monster!" I yelled. It turned it ugly face at me and ran at me, I prepared my cutlass. It went to cut into ribbons with it claws I slashed back getting a kill shot in the gut. The manticore turned into sand.

"Nice kill." Rosemary said.

"I try," I said back. "I should get back to my Mom before she called the cops."

"Be safe little Tris." Rosemary said as I headed back the trolley.

Time lapse

I looked once more the place that I called home for years; I remember the time I bought a stray cat in, that did not end well. I got hit in the head with a wooden spoon and was grounded for a month.

"Come Tristan, Aunt Rosa is not going to be happy if we're going to go!" Mom called.

"I'm coming Mom!" I called back closing the door and followed Mom to Aunt Rosa Car. Old SUVs with fake wood paneling.

Aunt Rosa looked just my mother with the same long black hair and dark brown eyes they could pass for twins. Aunt Rosa was in jean shorts and white tank top.

"They the man of the hour," Aunt Rosa said. "Hello young one gives us a hug."

I rolled my eyes but hug her anyway.

"We should go," Mom said. "I want to get to bon temps before night fall."

"Understood," Aunt Rosa, said. "Let's pack you up and head out."

Mom and Aunt Rosa made packing up the car quick, and we headed out I gave the big easy one last look, I took a breath and prepared myself for this hick town.

I hope you enjoy this chapter, more is to come. Please tell what you think but only ways to help make the story better.