Maybe I'm obsessed. It would seem that way anyway. But wouldn't you also be obsessed if you knew without a shadow of a doubt that he's the only one for you? Wouldn't you be obsessed to if you knew, beyond reason, that your parent's murderer still roamed free - and in charge? So what if it's obsession, or passion, or treason - wouldn't you at least try to find him, try to get justice for your parents? The person I was back then would be proud of the person I became. I lost everything, but I survived - no, I thrived. And in doing so, I created the means to accomplish the only two goals I have had for the last ten years: Kill the Northern Werewolf King, and Find Tommy. How far am I willing to go to succeed at either of these goals? Perhaps some would say too far. Not for me. For me - nothing is too far, not even a secret realm within another galaxy. I only have three conditions I must meet: Don't get caught. Don't take the easy way. And don't ever - EVER - forget.