Wing Cover

Varis Jer was thirteen standard years old the first time his psychic power drove him into a berserker madness. Andi Vor was fifteen. Both were far too young to be in the military. The rare, destructive psychic ability they had made them far too powerful to be anywhere else. Destined to be "berserkers" for the winged wonders of the Galaxy, they learned early that being a warrior was more than battle cries and laser shots. Most of it was marching, eating slop, and putting up with whatever brand of bull shit came into their face. The rest of it was made up of scenes they did not want to remember and nightmares that would not let them forget. Hell settled into their hearts as they fought enemies they'd thought were friends for causes they no longer believed in. One cause alone kept them marching through the bad judgement calls and worse betrayals: covering each other's wings and honoring the father who taught them what it was to be men.