In the cell that Amadeus was taken to was four grown and rough looking men, and one teenage boy, who looked like he was scared, despite trying to put on a tough act. "Must be his first time in a cell," Amadeus thought, as he looked at the other four. They apeared to be in their late twenties to early forties, and despite being of different races, Amadeus saw that they were harden criminals, who could do almost anything to the boy.
However, as the officer opened the door, all five looked at him, as the officer took the cuffs off of him. The four men each had a look that said, "Interesting looking creature. He'll be fun to, play, with." The boy's eyes, on the other hand, seemed to pop out of his head, as if he was amazed to see him. "Maybe he knows about humans," Amadeus thought, as he entered the cell, keeping an eye on the four men, and sat down on the bench that the boy was sitting at. "Hey kid, is this your first time in prison?" he asked, looking at the four rough men, watching every move they made. "Y-y-yah, but I'm innoscent," the boy said. "Let me guess, some storeclerk saw you with some candy in your pocket, or some such thing, and claims that you are a shoplifter," Amadeus said, as he carefully looked at the boy. He appeared to be about sixteen years old, looked like a humanoid wolf, had a green shirt with a hood, and a red hat on his head. "If only it was that," the boy said. "The police say that I chased one of their squad cars, but I didn't do it. I told them that it was someone else, as I had seen who did it, but when the car came back around, I was the only teenaged wolf with a green hoodie and red hat on the block." At this, Amadeus looked at the boy and said, "Well, I don't know how serious of a crime that chasing a police car is, but, I believe you kid." "Do you?" the boy asked, his eyes widening. "Yep," Amadeus said. "Why do you say that?" the kid asked. "Your eyes tell me that you speak the truth," Amadeus said. "You look into a man's eyes and you will see their whole life. For instance, I can tell that your family cares for you, and will come to pick you up soon." "How do you know that?" "No real parent would leave their child in a cell," Amadeus said, as he noticed the four grown men start to come over. "Ah, the freak is trying to cheer the puppy up," the biggest one, a tiger type creature, said. "Maybe he can help cheer us up to." At this, the other three started to chuckle evily.
However, Amadeus also started to chuckle. "What's so funny?" the leader of the men said. "Only the fact that the four of you, against me, just isn't fair," Amadeus said, as he stood up. "How about two on one, if you include the puppy?" The tiger asked, with an evil smile. "No," Amadeus said. "Just the four of you, against me." "Oh, you're a cocky one," the tiger said, as he and the other three cracked their knuckles, and threw the first punch. However, Amadeus grabbed the man's fist, and bent it backwards, breaking his wrist. He then punched the second, a wolf, like the kid, in the stomach, causing him to double over, kicked the third, a red fox, in between the legs, also causing him excruciating agony, and head-butted the forth, a rinoe like person, knocking him unconsius. He then looked at the tiger, who was clutching his wrist. "What are you?" the man asked, with agony in his voice. At this, Amadeus grabbed his chin, as if deep in thought. "Hmmm. What am I?" he asked out loud. "Oh, that's right, I'm a killer, a trained killer."
He then grabbed the man by this shirt colar, lifted him up, and said, "Look into my eyes buddy. I am Amadeus Orman, I am a soilder, trained from birth, in the art of killing. I have killed things that make most men run home crying for their mothers. Someone like you is nothing compared to some of the things I've had to face." With that, he threw the man, causing him to hit the brick wall, knocking him out. Then, he picked the four up, and set them on the bench across from him and the kid. Then, he started to slap his hands, as if ridding them of something unplesant, and sat back down next to the kid.
"How did you do that?" the boy asked, as he looked at him. "Like I told him," Amadeus said, pointing at the tiger. "I'm a trained soldier." "How did you beat them though?" "You look into someone's eyes, not only do you see their whole life, you will see every move that they will make before they even make it." "Wow! You can really do that?" "Yep, it just takes time. Now, you might want to be careful about what you say. I've got a funny feeling, one that says that someone is about to show up."
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