Taken

Agent Azik Crane of the RMS tactical squad alpha-omega scanned the busy market for prospects. Standing at just under 5'6 and sporting a short cut mohawk Agent Crane was a frightening representation of the Krusual tribe. He stopped for a drink, even with all the assurances from HQ this still felt like slavery. HQ said these kids would grow to become the silent protectors of the Minmatar ideals. Azik spat, it still felt like slavery, but disobeying command was like signing your death warrant. He spotted a child, a young Brutor, no more then 7 years old, as he stole from one of the vendors. He reached for his comlink,
"Dragonfly to Baker, I have acquired a subject, stand by for relevant information."
"Copy that Dragonfly awaiting package."
Agent Crane moved through the crowds to get a good visual on the subject who was now enjoying the fruit he had stolen in the shade of an awning. Information collected from the Census breu and other sources scrolled across his vision until a complete data package had been built, this he sent to HQ as he read it himself.

Subject: Jarik Utoni
Race: Minmatar
Tribe: Brutor
Sex: M
Age: 7
Mother: Lizbeth Utoni (deceased)*
Father: Gerad Utoni (Deceased)**
Wanted for: Petty theft, Arson,
Known Accomplices: None
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* - Mother died in an industrial accident
** - Father died of an overdose of Crash

Agent Crane's comlink chirped,
"Dragonfly, this is Baker, you are cleared to apprehend the target individual and prep him for transport."
"Roger that Baker, apprehending subject."

Jarik saw the man with the funny haircut watching him. The scary man was talking to himself while sneaking glances in his direction. Jarik had seen that look before, Tovar's gang had always looked at him like that right before they chased him out of the market. He'd shown them though, his friend, the fire, had made sure they would never bother him again. Jarik saw the scary man approach him slowly.
"Hello Jarik, do you want to come with me?" Jarik started to shake his head
"I know a place with a lot of fruit just like that one."
The man knew his name, he had never told anyone his name.
"Go away."
The man started to reach towards him
"Here, let me show you."
"No!" Jarik stood up "Leave me alone!"
"I can't do that kid."
His hand darted out and took hold of Jarik's forearm. he struggled feebly at the iron grip of his attacker.
"Let go!"
The man began dragging him through the market and the man started to talk to himself again.
"Baker this is Dragonfly, target secured, I'm heading to the dock."
Jarik struggled again in the mans grip, then he saw the fire merchant. He was in his regular spot near the dock as he was dragged by he snatched one of the firemakers and placed it on the man's arm, willing the man to burst into flames.

Agent Crane felt the pressure of something against his arm, then he felt the heat, then the pain.
"AARRRGGH!" he screamed and let go of the Jarik's arm to clutch at the burning hole in the center of his forearm. With his good arm he radioed HQ
"Target escaped, I've got a giant fucking hole burned in my arm and the kid got away!"
"Stand by Dragonfly, Medics have been dispatched and containment teams will capture the subject."
The medic arrived shortly and the backup teams, all in plainclothes attire, chased after the fleeing kid.
"Fuck," he said as the medic tended to his wound, "I hate kids."

Jarik ran, he could see that men were following and they were fast! faster then Tovar's gang had been. He took a hard right into a narrow alley but found that the other end was already blocked by a huge Brutor.
"you're not going anywhere kid."
Jarik tried to dart around him but found himself dangling by the feet before he cold even scream. The Brutor held him upside-down with one hand and with his free hand reached into his jacket for a syringe. Jarik panicked and reached for the firemaker but the man had already injected the warm fluid into his neck. As he lost consciousness the firemaker slipped from his hands and clattered to the ground.

Jor slung the now unconscious kid over his shoulder.
"Hey Jor, doesn't he remind you of you when you were that age?"
"Yea, except for the whole, 'Burn holes into guy's arms' thing."
Jor bent down to pick up the firebrand that the kid had dropped.
"Hey guys, look at this."
Jor showed them the firebrand, the Minmatar Republic symbol covered by pieces of charred flesh was visible on the firebrand.
"Azik got branded with the symbol of the republic!"
They were all laughing as Jor keyed his comlink,
"Target codename 'Burn' has been subdued and disarmed. We are en route to the transport."
"Rodger that Zeus, alternative surveillance confirms that 'Burn' is in custody."
"They're getting younger every year" said one of the men behind him
"Relax Kiver, he'll be in training for at least 5 years."
"Jor, don't tell me that abducting kid's doesn't bother you, you're parents...."
"Don't even go their Kiver, this kid will be one of our soldiers, I will train him to be the best, as I do all of our soldiers. He will know me as Captain Jor Atkin and you will address me as such for the duration of this mission."
Kiver stiffened up "Yes sir."
"Now let's get back to the ship."