I was destined for greatness. After all, my parents named me O.B. Wan Kenobi, Just like the Jedi Knight. Okay, not really, though my friends do call me "Kenobi."When twelve-year-old O. B. and his misfit group of friends win backstage passes to see their favorite rock band, they discover there's a good reason The Emperors of the North have red eyes, and only play gigs after dark. Monsters are real, and sometimes live much closer to home than they think.After...