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That night I had a dream. I’d drifted off thinkin’ about happiness, birth, and new life. But now I was haunted by a vision of…

He was horrible, a lone biker of the apocalypse. A man with all the powers of hell at his command. He could turn the day into night and laid to waste everything in his path. He was especially hard on the little things, the helpless and the gentle creatures. He left a scorched earth in his wake, befouling even the sweet desert breeze that whipped across his brow. I didn’t know where he came from or why. I didn’t know if he was dream or vision. But I feared that I myself had unleashed him. For he was The Fury That Would Be… as soon as Florence Arizona found her little Nathan gone.


I’m not a customer. I’m a manhunter. But I do hunt babies on occasion. I heard tell you got one you can’t put your hand to.

 I’m a tracker. Some say part hound dog. 

Name’s Smalls. Leonard Smalls. My friends call me Lenny… only I ain’t got no friends.