Ten-year-old Dave crouched in a corner behind a pile of metal shipping boxes. They created the perfect shadow for him to see and not be seen. Anybody that glanced in his direction would only see darkness.
Not that anyone would look at him anyway. The Workers were all busy, hammering out sheets of metal, transporting ores from the mines presumably, and pouring molten minerals into containers that Dave really didn't care about. He never cared to learn about the inner workings of a Mom and Pop Shop metal factory. He only learned enough to rob it.
He turned his attention to the Taskmasters, the soldiers of Mom and Pop Shop. Two stood silent in their brown armor at the entrance of the factory, the one that led to the outside roads. Two more guarded the way to the mines, and a fifth walked with the boss of the factory, acting as his bodyguard.
The boss of the factory, otherwise known as a Capitalist, was Dave's greatest fear, far more than the deadly soldiers. This one carried a Calislash, a whip made of orange energy and way too often used against the Workers. Dave rubbed his cheekbone where remnants of one of his personal experiences with a Calislash were. Number one rule of robbing factories: avoid the Capitalist at all costs.
With five Taskmasters and the Capitalist pacing through the main aisle, it was going to be hard to rob the place. There were almost no openings for Dave to run out and reach his target.
His only hope was to rob in the open.
He silently turned and retrieved a solid metal rod, a product which had slipped out from the many boxes delivered from here. They and other various metal scraps were strewn all over the place, both inside the Factory and out. All over Mom and Pop Shop really. There was so much that they didn't care too much over a bit of lost materials but sometimes the Workers would turn it back in to make a little extra cash.
Gripping the metal rod firmly, Dave ran out from the boxes at the Taskmasters guarding the entrance. Seeing him, they unsheathed their Baryx blades but left them blunt.
Dave crouched and swung, striking the first blow, a solid strike in the shins. The armor lessened the damage but still made the Taskmaster stumble. Grabbing the blunt end of their Baryx Blade, he pulled the soldier down.
The second Taskmaster stepped in and swung his Baryx Blade onto Dave's head sharply, leaving the child dazed. Too stunned to parry with his pole, a second swing to the stomach soon followed. The stunned boy toppled onto the fallen Taskmaster, almost crying in pain.
Both Taskmasters yanked Dave up by the arms and brought him before the Capitalist, whose pudgy features meshed into a wicked grin. "A kid?" he asked incredulously. "I thought all kids these days just worked, not fought. You might have a future with the Taskmasters, kid."
The Capitalist bent down (no small feat considering his size) and looked closely at Dave, about two inches closer than Dave would've liked. He looked down to avoid the Capitalist’s eyes. 'The thing about Taskmaster's though, is that they do. their. job. Which you can't seem to grasp!"
He suddenly lashed out his arm and pulled on Dave's black hair, forcing Dave's chin up to make eye contact with him. "WHERE DO YOU WORK?" he yelled.
"Wheat farming, Field 11-22, owned by Cap Wilson," Dave promptly replied. He answered this question a lot.
The Capitalist scrutinized Dave's face closely, searching for who knows what. Not having found it, he grunted, rose to his full height and glared at Dave. "I still have a little sympathy for kids, so I'll let you off easy this time. I'm going to tell your Capitalist Wilson to take away your food for a week, but I won’t have these here Taskmasters take you to jail."
"Okay sir, thank you sir," Dave replied obsequiously. All he needed was to get out of this situation. As soon as possible.
"And know this," the Capitalist continued. "Next time you rob me, or anyone in this corporation, you will get what's coming for you. If you ever try ANYTHING like this again, I won't be merciful."
With that, he nodded to the Taskmasters holding Dave, signifying to remove him, and walked back to his Workers. He made sure to activate the Calislash.