Dancing with the Devil

In another time, another place, the VF-216 might have become an elite squadron. However, in the Saturnian Sphere, the fighting is most intense and all the good pilots have a bad habit of winding up dead. Desperate to hold back the Sheolite menace, the Union will throw anything at them, and so the VF-216 is more of a dumping grounds where anyone who can handle a stick is thrust into the thick of it. The disillusioned commander of the 216 has had enough. As he prepares a new batch of inexperienced young pilots for their inevitable deaths, Fate lays out a new path for him. Should he take up this path, is he throwing away his pride, or is he finding it?