YA Scavenger Hunt 2016: Dawn of Justice

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NOTE: The Spring 2016 hunt is over. See you again in the fall!

Welcome to the YA Scavenger Hunt! This bi-annual event was first organized by author Colleen Houck as a way to give readers a chance to gain access to exclusive bonus material from their favorite authors, and a chance to win some awesome prizes (including a copy of WAX)! At this hunt, you not only get access to exclusive content from each author, you also get a clue for the hunt. Add up the clues, and you can enter for our prize–one lucky winner will receive one signed book from each author on the hunt in my team. Somewhere along the way is a sneak peak at the first chapter of WAX, too – but play fast: this contest (and all the exclusive bonus material) will only be online until Sunday…

There are NINE contests going on simultaneously, and you can enter one or all. I am a part of the GOLD TEAM–but there a whole bunch of other teams, for a chance to win a whole different set of signed books!

YASH GOLD TEAM SPRING 2016

If you’d like to find out more about the hunt, see links to all the authors participating, and see the full list of prizes up for grabs, go to the YA Scavenger Hunt page.


SCAVENGER HUNT PUZZLE

Directions: Somewhere below, you’ll find my favorite number. Collect the favorite numbers of all the authors on the gold team, and then add them up.

Entry Form: Once you’ve added up all the numbers, make sure you fill out the form here to officially qualify for the grand prize. Only entries that have the correct number will qualify.

Rules: Open internationally, anyone below the age of 18 should have a parent or guardian’s permission to enter. To be eligible for the grand prize, you must submit the completed entry form by April 3rd, at noon Pacific Time. Entries sent without the correct number or without contact information will not be considered.


I’m hosting Matthew Phillion. Let’s learn more about him!

THE AUTHOR

Matthew Phillion is a writer, actor, and film director based in Salem, Massachusetts. An award-winning journalist by trade, he has also appeared in feature films including the sci-fi romance Harvest Moon and the independent horror flick Livestock. His screenwriting and directing debut, the romantic comedy Certainly Never, premiered in 2013 at the Massachusetts Independent Film Festival, where it was nominated for five awards including best screenplay and best New England film. Book 4 in the Indestructibles series will be arriving early 2016.

For more information, check out his website , and buy his books here!


THE BOOK

A solar powered girl. A ballerina vigilante. A boy with the alien sharing his brain. A werewolf. A girl with a black hole for a heart. This is the next generation of heroes Doc Silence has gathered together, a random collection of amazing kids he hopes to train to make the world a better place.

But Doc Silence isn’t the only one collecting super-powered teenagers. In the shadows, a dark organization long thought destroyed has been building a better monster, combining sentient hurricanes with car crash survivors, crafting designer cyborgs, girls made of fire and boys made of pure rage.

But what is this mysterious organization’s goal? And what does it have to do with Doc’s past, and his team’s future? Will Doc Silence have enough time to teach them to be heroes before they are called upon to save the world–and will his team be ready to to accept the mantle as their generation’s brightest stars?

The Indestructibles is an origin story, introducing, Jane, Kate, Billy, Titus, and Emily–Solar, Dancer, Straylight, Fury, and Entropy–to the world as they learn not only to use their bizarre powers but also to learn about themselves and whether they have what it takes to save the world.

And for the upcoming latest book in the series, “Like a Comet” (the Indestructibles Book 4), expected to publish in early spring 2016:
The Indestructibles have had a strange year. Saving the world, saving themselves from a conspiracy, and traveling through time, Jane, Kate, Billy, Titus and Entropy Emily have barely had a chance to catch their breath.
But now another threat appears, more dangerous than anything they’ve faced before: an alien invasion headed straight for Earth.
The young team of superheroes will need to push their powers to the limit and call upon allies–both old friends and former enemies–to stand against this bizarre new danger. But will this alien force prove once and for all the Indestructibles are not so indestructible after all?”

THE BONUS CONTENT

Here’s a preview chapter of LIKE A COMET:

Chapter 1: The Tower

Long ago, a young Doc Silence and his friends found a space ship in the desert.

No one could tell how long it had been there buried in the sand. Years, decades, centuries, it didn’t matter. It was a ghost ship, a derelict craft long forgotten, buried deep in a lifeless place.

Doc and his friends excavated it. They opened the ship up. And when they made their way inside, they found a living, breathing craft, a great and mighty machine, waiting to fly once again. But the world wasn’t ready for alien starships then, not yet, and so they built a skyscraper, a tall and vapid structure, and one night, under the cover of darkness, they landed their found ship on the roof, like the world’s ugliest cake topper. It became part of the building, part of this “Tower,” and for many years it stayed there, home base of operations for more than one team of superheroes, a hidden starship in the City’s downtown.

Living within its walls, they came to realize something: this ship was not a weapon of war. It was a mobile hospital, a refugee ship, a rescue vessel. Someone on another world, in another time, built it to house the sick, to save the imperiled, to keep safe those who needed it. Part life raft, part floating medical facility.

They never learned how the ghost ship came to be buried there, devoid of life, not even the corpses of its former passengers to tell its tale. After a time, it simply became “home.”

Doc Silence sat in a room in the Tower’s medical bay, looking at the unconscious alien laying in stasis there, watching the creature’s scaled skin rise and fall in shallow breaths.

The alien had crash-landed on Earth a few days ago, apparently inhabited by a Luminae, the same species of symbiotic pure-energy being Billy’s companion was. Another Luminae, another hero from a different world. Come here to warn them that an invasion was coming. Jane, Billy, and Emily had found him there, half-dead, rasping out his final words of warning.

Doc had known Dude, or more properly, the alien who is one half of the hero known as Straylight, for a long time. He’d worked with Billy’s predecessor, and he’d known Straylight’s partner, another Luminae-human pairing named Horizon. Horizon quit Earth entirely when the former Straylight was killed. The aliens and their human hosts never explained why there were two of them here, though they’d hinted that having a pair of Luminae on Earth was an unusual precedent, that there were many inhabited worlds out there among the stars with just one to watch over them.

To watch over them. That was a very specific term, Doc thought. To watch over the world, just in case something terrible came from the stars. Well, here we are. Something terrible is coming from the stars.

“Neal?” Doc said out loud, invoking the attention of the disembodied Artificial Intelligence who controlled the Tower. Neal was with the ship when they’d found it, but Neal had been clearly a newer modification, something Earth-born. Neal was a late addition to the ship’s arsenal, and he’d never revealed how he got there either. Maybe he came from the future. That was Annie’s theory, that Neal had been created further along the time stream and installed like a software improvement.

And we still don’t know anything about who did that, Doc thought.

“Yes, Designation: Doc Silence,” Neal’s gentle voice said. Neal wasn’t the ship itself, so to speak, but the AI was everywhere, living within the walls and computers and electrical currents. The ship was his body in many ways.

“Neal, do we know what species this alien is? We know he’s a host to a Luminae, but I’m wondering about the host-body itself,” Doc said.

There was a pause as Neal searched his extensive library if knowledge.

“Records show he is most likely an Ank-tar,” Neal said. “A species from a planet approximately 23 light years away. Relatively nearby.”

“Relatively nearby,” Doc said, laughing a little. It was strange, confronting the cosmic like this. Doc had spent his entire life amidst the arcane and magical, seeing things impossible and mind-bending, but when it came to science, it was as foreign to him as how he might explain elemental magic to an engineer. “What do we know about his species?”

“We have moderate biological knowledge based upon old data from previous patients, Designation: Doc Silence,” Neal said.

Doc nodded.

“See what we can do to help him. I don’t want this guy dying on us, Neal.”

“I will do what I can.”

“You always do,” Doc said.

Doc left the med bay and headed toward the command center, meeting the returning trio of Jane, Billy, and Emily on the way.

“What have you three been up to,” Doc asked.

“Watching Firefly,” Emily said.

“Trying to figure out our next move,” Jane said, leading the way toward the control center. The door hissed open, allowing everyone to enter.

“I’ll head out soon,” Billy said. “Scout things out.”

Doc put a hand on Billy’s shoulder as the younger man headed for his designated seat at the table.

“You’re going to be careful up there,” Doc said.

“Oh you don’t have to tell me twice,” Billy said. “Momma Case didn’t raise no daredevil.”

Jane sat down wearily in her own seat and looked up at the bank of computer monitors behind her.

“Has anyone recalled Kate and Titus yet?” Jane said.

“I didn’t,” Billy said. “I figured we don’t really know what we’re doing yet, so why disturb them before we have to. I mean, ‘hey, your vacation’s over, world is ending.’”

Emily hopped into her chair and sat on the back, feet where her bum should be, balancing precariously.

“No offense to either one of them, but why do we need them to come back yet?” Emily said. “I mean, they’re good at what they do but who brings a werewolf to a spaceship fight?”

Doc rested his arms on the back of his chair and leaned forward tiredly.

“Because while Billy is scouting out the incoming invasion, we’re going to try to figure out what we can do to get ourselves ready here,” Doc said. “There’s a good chance if these… invaders, whatever they are, have picked out Earth to attack, they already have people on earth spying on us. We should try to find out what they know.”

“And we need Assassin Barbie and Cujo for that?” Emily said.

“You’re being obtuse, Em,” Billy said.

“I’m trying to buy the love birds a few more days vacation,” Em said. “I know why you’re bringing them back. They are our detectives.”

Doc shot a wide, bright smile at Emily.

“Exactly. And we have some detective work to do,” Doc said. “That includes you, by the way. I have some research for that big old science brain of yours to dig into that I don’t understand.”

“Did you just stay I’m smarter than you?” Emily said.

“In this case, you might actually know more than I do about certain things,” Doc said.

Emily held out her hand for a high five from Billy. Billy just stared at her.

“Come on, Billy Case. Give a girl a victory high five,” Emily said.

“What else can we do,” Jane said. “We can’t start building warships. Whatever’s coming at us is… what’s the word I’m looking for? More advanced than Earth? We’re not ready for this.”

“But we can be,” Doc said, rubbing his eyes behind his red-lensed glasses.

“All right,” Jane said. “So we just have to figure out how to stop an alien invasion. I mean, we’ve time traveled. This should be easy by comparison.”

“If I throw up in space, does it float?” Billy said, as if he’d tuned out of the conversation completely.

“In space, nobody can hear you puke,” Emily said. She put her hand to her mouth and made a motion like the inner jaws of the xenomorph from the Sigourney Weaver “Alien” movies at Billy. “Hiss. Rawr.”

“Jane,” Doc said, “Get Titus and Kate on the line. Fill them in. And then we have one more thing I think we need to do before we start moving.”

“Last meal?” Billy said.

“Ask George R. R. Martin if we can read the end of ‘Game of Thrones’ in case the world gets invaded before he finishes?” Emily said.

“No,” Doc said, turning to Billy. “I think Straylight should tell us a story.”

“’There are those who believe… that life here began out there, far across the universe…’” said Emily.

“Not the opening narration to Battlestar Galactica, Em,” Doc said. “I think Dude is going to tell us about where he came from.”

Everyone looked at Billy. Billy’s eyes went slightly blank, the way they did when he listened most intently to Dude’s voice inside his head.

“Yeah,” Billy said. “Dude says we should tell you the whole story. But just once. Let’s get Titus and the scariest vigilante on the planet on the monitor so they can hear. He says the explanation is overdue. And he’s sorry.”


THE NUMBER

Don’t forget to enter the contest for a chance to win a ton of signed books by Matthew, me, and more! To enter, just know that my favorite number is 28. Add up all the favorite numbers of the authors on the gold team and you’ll have all the secret code to enter for the grand prize!


9780544307100_hresOOH ANOTHER GIVEAWAY

In addition to all of the fabulous prizes you can win throughout the hunt, I am giving away an extra super HELLHOLE prize pack – including a signed paperback copy (with bonus sneak peak chapters of WAX!) and some swag. To enter, fill out the form below – and get as many bonus entries as you want by following me on Twitter, Facebook, Tumblr, Instagram, YouTube, this blog, signing up for my mailing list, or by leaving a comment telling me about something you wish was indestructible. Good luck!

Giveaway closed. 


CONTINUE THE HUNT

To keep going on your quest for the hunt, head over to the website of the next author: Patty Blount!

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37 comments

  1. I wish my Ipod touch was indestructible. I dropped it a few times and it has two cracks, also my phone. So anything with a screen needs to be indestructible. Thanks for the giveaway.

  2. Indestructability… hmm.. is this a trick question? I googled it. It corrected me to Indestructibility. Same thing, right?
    Anywhoo! “Hope in humanity” is something that should be indestructible. I still have faith in ye!!! :D

  3. I wish my resolve was indestructible. I just moved to Boston from Texas and I keep questioning my decision!

  4. I wish my phone was indestructible.Then I wouldn’t have to worry about dropping it all the time. I am a clumsy person so that happens a lot.

  5. I wish everything I do to myself before leaving the house was indestructible, hairdo, overall look, makeup if I have any on, the state of my outfit, that feeling of AW-YES-just-took-a-nice-warm-bath, because I don’t drive and have to walk quite a lot to the bus stop and to everywhere, so usually 5 minutes after I leave the house I feel like I’m already a mess. (This response is totally not based on my experience a few days ago when I went to the movies with a friend and it was windy and raining and literally 50 seconds after closing my front door my jeans were soaking wet. WHY AM I NOT INDESTRUCTIBLE.)

  6. I wish people were indistrucable. That way there would never be pain or suffering experienced from the loss of someone you love.

  7. hmm. where to go with ‘indestructibility’ there are so many things that I wish were indestructible – my house, car, me, but on the other hand, because things are destructible, we are continuing to come up with new things, ideas etc…

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