As Amadeus thought about his options, he realized that surrendering to the cops would be the wisest decision. 1. Even if he got away from the officers, he didn't know where he was, and if someone saw him, the hunt would just start up again. 2. While he knew that he could easily kill the officers, if he somehow managed to get home, he'd be executed for murdering a bunch of, relatively, defenceless civilians. 3. He was lost, and didn't know how to get back home.
As the officers entered the alley, he just slowly, and calmly, raised his arms and said, "I surrender." At this, one of the officers asked, "What? You figured out that it is usseless to run or something?" "Maybe it is," Amadeus said. "And maybe it isn't. I know that I can easily scale these walls with very little problem. However, that would cause you to shoot me, and while my armor could survive your projectile weapons shooting at it, all it takes is one luck shot to the head to kill someone, and also, the force behind them might be enough to cause me internal damage. Also, I could easily take you one, and maybe even kill you, but, even if I somehow survived and got away, I'd be wanted for murder, and then, even if I got home, I'd be executed for it. Of course, the final problem is this, I'm lost, and even if I got out of the city, and eluded capture for whatever reason, I'd still be lost. So, all things being concidered, surrendering seems to be the wisest choice that I could make." "Well in that case," the officer said. "Hands on your head and turn around!" "Sounds reasonable enough," Amadeus said, as he did as he was told. He felt the officer grab his wrist, and pull it to his back, and the snap of cold metal handcuffs. "I doubt you'd get out of this, alien," the officer said, as he grabbed his other wrist and cuffed it as well.
At this, Amadeus chuckled, as he pulled his wrists apart, suripticiously, straining the links on the cuffs. "Buddy, if I tried to escape," he said. "These restraints alone wouldn't prevent me from getting my hands free. After all, I trained to fight in gravity that is about three hundred times that of this planet. In fact, the one reason that I really didn't try to escape is because my armor has a limiter on how much of my strength can be used, so that I don't hurt myself or someone else by accident." "Oh really," the officer said, with sarcasim in his voice. "You don't look like much of a threat to me. You have no fangs, no claws, or anything else that you can use, especially once I take this belt off of you." "Be my guest," Amadeus said. "Just don't try to mess with my pistol. If someone other than me tries to use it, unless I say that you can, it will give the person a massive electrical shock, and can cause one to have a heart attack. Also, I'd advise you to be careful with Zee, the guy gets cranky when even I try to wake him up." "And what would this 'Zee' be?" "Well, I guess you could call him a highly advanced android, if you know what robots are," Amadeus said, as he looked at his friend, who was basically asleep, and in the shape of a PDA-like device. "And what do you use this ax for?" the officer asked. "I doubt it's for whittleing." "You're right on that," Amadeus said, as the officers started to lead him to a squad car. "But it certainally is handy for survival, especially since ones made of stone ensured my kind's early survival, and their decendants improved upon it, making it more efficiant, more durible, and more useful."
A while later, after his fingerprints and photograph had been taken, and entered into the system, he was taken to a holding cell that had...
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