MOVED! Hehe, now this fic will continue under this pen name : Angst and Cliffhangers

Angst and Cliffhangers is a joint account for Psycho Ann and Sage, go see bio for details.

Previous notes from Psycho Ann :

First off, I know you're all thinking. "Why is she putting out yet another fic before she finishes her others?!" I have no other answer then it's all ShaggyDiz's and Sage's fault ::points a finger--no, not that finger::. Shaggy (userid=33586) has this gift of inspiring me at the oddest of times, and so the premises for this fic is credited to him. Then came Sage (userid=191602); well, she, the Goddess Queen of Angst, has an extraordinary gift of writing--especially for angst, as you may all recall her infamous "Dark Shift".

I was influenced by her evil ways and sought training from her. After some time, my evil branched off into a different path. Hers, the path of angst. Mine, the path of cliffhangers. We waged war on each other, attacking with merciless cliffhangers and heart-wretching angst. We also got pretty good in writing dramatic war themes for our e-mails.

Then, in one of our e-mails I asked her to write a first person POV of one of the characters for later on in this fic. I loved it. It was... wow. So, I forc--er, convinced, her to co-write with me. And she agreed! (Upon fear of me threatening her with evil cliffhangers from P&P and Veritas) So here we are: Psycho Ann, Supreme Matriarch of Cliffhangers, paired with Sage, Goddess Queen of Angst.

You people better hold on, it's gonna be a bumpy ride.

Disclaimer : DBZ is not ours, aren't you glad? If it was, Gohan and Videl would hate each other, fall in love, then be separated for eternity.

"Parable of the Eagle" was written by James Aggrey in the early 1920's.








Angst and Cliffhangers present....






An Evil Authoresses Production....





Parable of the Eagle







A certain man went through the forest seeking any bird of interest he might find. He caught a young eagle, brought it home, and put it among his fowls and ducks and turkeys and gave it chicken's food to eat even though it was an eagle, the king of birds.

Five years later a naturalist came to see him and, after passing through his garden, said, "That bird is an eagle, not a chicken."

"Yes," said the owner. "But I have trained it to be a chicken. It is no longer an eagle. It is a chicken, even though it measures fifteen feet from tip to tip of its wings."

"No," said the naturalist. "It is an eagle still; it has the heart of an eagle, and I will make it soar high up to the heavens."

"No," said the owner. "It is a chicken, and it will never fly."

They agreed to test it. The naturalist picked up the eagle and said to it, "Thou dost belong to the sky and not to this earth; stretch forth thy wings and fly." The eagle turned this way and that and then, looking down, saw the chickens eating their food, and down he jumped.

The owner said, "I told you it was a chicken."

"No," said the naturalist. "It is an eagle. Give it another chance tomorrow."

So the next day he took it to the top of the house and said, "Eagle, thou art an eagle; stretch forth thy wings and fly." But again with the eagle, seeing the chickens feeding, jumped down and fed with them.

The the owner said, "I told you it was a chicken."

"No," asserted the naturalist. "It is an eagle, and it still has the heart of an eagle. Only give it one more chance, and I will make it fly tomorrow."

The next morning he rose early and took the eagle outside the city, away from the houses to the foot of a high mountain. The sun was just rising, gliding the top of the mountain with gold, and every crag was glistening in the joy of that beautiful morning.

He picked up the eagle and said to it, "Eagle, thou art an eagle. Thou dost belong to the sky and not to this earth. Stretch forth thy wings and fly." The eagle looked around and trembled as if new life were coming to it. But it did not fly. The naturalist then then made it look straight at the sun. Suddenly it stretched out its wings and, with the screech of an eagle, flew.


However, if it was a chicken raised as an eagle, would it ever want to return to the ground?


Ann : Yes. That's it for now. Evil, huh? What did you expect?

*cough*

Anyway, this is just an "announcement" of sort; the fic itself is still in the rough making. All complaints should be sent to Sage (userid=191602) via reviewing her fic "It's A Start" and demanding why she hasn't updated it yet. You see, if she writes it quickly, she could then write more for this fic. Although, the same goes for me but *cough cough* let's all pretend we don't know that, shall we? *cough hack wheeze*

Btw, for those that don't know, Veritas chapter 6 complete was already uploaded. Which is why I suggest you join the mailing list to get first wind and exclusive Gh/Vi fanart too! Unless you're willing to pay PsYChO $9.99 including S&H for it along with a preview of ShaggyDiz's "Parallel and Perpendicular"......