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Scar Tissue


Those responsible for the war between Britain and Germany have been revealed, but as 1942 gives way to 1943, the real danger appears to come from the return of Lady Emily. Supported by an unlikely cabal of conspirators, she moves between all sides of the global conflict, while preparing a campaign of her own… But who is the target of that campaign? The British Empire has long benefited from the strength of the Champions, but as Emily’s designs shine a new light on the children of the savages, Alex, Stephanie and Strong must investigate questions that have gone unasked for decades. Together with Elspeth, George, Constance, Vanier, and the Saa, these three must peer into the past, and uncover truths that could reshape society across two worlds. Has the rogue Lady been right to claim that ordinary people are the greatest danger to the Champions? Is a newer, deadlier war close at hand? Scar Tissue includes five novellas that have previously only been available in the ebook format.

Includes 5 novellas: Shangri-La, Shades, Hades, Savages, and Scars.

Series The Champions of 1943
ISBN 978-1-926817-74-3

Published 2016-03-01 (print)

According to The National Post:

“Tam’s decade-long pioneering experience in this new, no-rules publishing world shows that small presses can invent themselves as they evolve. Iceberg just launched a new series, The Champions, which will release novella-length installments as ebooks throughout 2013, a latter-day take on the typical Victorian custom of monthly cliffhangers in magazines. Again, a merge of journalistic strengths — rapid writing to deadlines, and creativity.”

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Reading about Quinn’s operation was a strange experience. As someone who had long specialized in investigation, Elspeth Cornish had learned to ably interpret the reality behind much of the doublespeak that ended up in print, but as she flipped through various old documents outlining how the Captain’s camp had been established – and indeed, how the entire rescue system had been created – she found it difficult to remain unaffected.

Like every Champion other than Alex and Caralynne, the browncoat had been born on the grasslands of the new world, and had begun her life as a child amongst the Hubrin’s savages. Then, in 1920, some soldiers had found the building where she’d been kept by the blue men, and had killed all the savages present so that they could bring her back to civilization.

Those men who’d rescued Elspeth, given her a number and delivered her to the arms of the British Empire, had been soldiers – fighting men from one of the many regiments that had been deployed alongside the Saa to finish off the Hubrin. But once that war ended, and the troops had been recalled, some men had remained behind to privately hunt the remaining savages, and rescue any children they could locate.

Funded by the immense rewards offered for savage children who were rescued and delivered to British and American hands, those outfits had gradually started to disappear along with the hordes on the new world’s mainland. Only Quinn had commanded the resources and the political contacts to find his way to the far continent, and build a base there to continue the hunt… which meant that, for as long as Elspeth had been amongst civilization,

Quinn had been butchering savage hordes in order to save their children. It was an aspect of Champion life that was easily forgotten by a public that adored Lords and Ladies in coats… and a reality that was purposely ignored by every Champion the browncoat had ever known.

The next generation – those born to Champion parents – would never have to anxiously read about soldiers prying them out from under the bodies of dead beasts. They’d never have to wonder what their lives might have been like, had they never been rescued.

But Elspeth could wonder about all those things, if she let herself – wonder whether the parents who’d conceived her could have possessed the ability to love her, despite the Hubrin telepathy which had crippled their minds. She could wonder how much longer it would have been before the blue men started reaching into her thoughts, and tearing away her ability to reason – for she’d seemed older than most of the girls and boys rescued that year.

So many grim questions about Elspeth’s origins, and she’d have no choice but to think more about them when she arrived amongst Quinn’s men. She would just have to steel herself against any memories, and use her understanding to help discern what was occurring in the place…