When we think about it, Eddie is just like the Big Bad Wolf of Little Red Riding Hood, among women.
I was listening to 'Grandmother's Tale' from The Path's soundtrack, and HOLY SHIT, Eddie fits the profile of a Wolf so well.
To women, he seems rather charming, sweet and polite. He hides that with his facade, intent on harming them (not love them,) stopping them on their paths to speak and learn about them. A poor choice. He then will stalk them to wherever their destination, and kill them before they are at their place and time. He smells them out like a Wolf, gleefully reminding them time and time again, 'Ah, the smell of the love's arbor!' Even when they hide, Eddie stops at nothing to hunt them down, like the bzou he is, and won't rest until he clamps his sharpened teeth onto their throats, and rips them apart, with his trusted weapon of choice; a long knife.
OH GOD, I'M SCARED OF EDDIE ALL OVER AGAIN.
Research of rare disease, so far, does not show much to scientifically detail and etch into the Walrider project. However, history on the Luna Sedata Syndrome has been able to be exhumed from Rougetsu Island, all the way in Japan - Ruka's Uncle's (Heiko Tachibana) homeland, before he killed her entire family.
It seems that there is no other patient in the world with this rare disease. Or, they're hiding. Some volunteers from outside the facility had lied about having it, needy of attention. Some had never heard about it. Luna Sedata Syndrome seems to only exist upon Rougetsu Island, where there is hardly a population now. Many civilians that once lived there had either died or had immigrated. If we could find another or more patients with this Syndrome, it could help yield Walrider.
Patient Ruka Minazuki suffers from the Syndrome greatly, but is not willing to submit to an operation that could involve extracting this from her, to combined it with our project. But the disease is in the brain. There is a 90.9℅ chance that Ruka Minazuki may not live after surgery. We are willing to take that risk.
"Patient 661 is being extracted from Room 108, due to belligerent behavior. We are taking her to solitary confinement now."
After the nurses had taken Ruka off of the elevator, down to the main floor, they began escorting her outside, to where this solitary confinement was. These small buildings were like the old confinements back in Alcatraz, to be nothing but a stone room absent of light whatsoever. That meant no moonlight could enter the room... She kept her mouth shut, as the guards locked her hands together in handcuffs before moving to the outside. One held their hand around her slim upper-arm, while the other led the way.
Exiting the Female Ward, out into the backyard of the asylum, Ruka'e tension was soon washed away by the bright moonlight above her head. The light shone upon her like a heavy riverfall pouring down onto her very soul, with the sweet calmness and bliss she could ever imagine. A small sigh extinguished from her throat, out her mouth, as she finally stopped fighting.
"Raoul, what's wrong with 661?" One of the guards asked his partner, noticing how weak Ruka became in his grasp.
The other guard, named Raoul, looked at Ruka's peaceful expression, also finding it strange. Of course, they had no clue about her Syndrome, so they assumed another idea. "Eh, she's probably bipolar or something." Raoul shrugged, turning back to walk through the secluded courtyard with the others. "Is she showing any fight whatsoever, Mitchell?"
Mitchell, the guard restraining Ruka, used his hand to grab her jaw, turning her face to his.
Ruka looked back to him with a blissful smile, relaxed. "Helllooo~." She greeted him with glee.
"No. Definitely not homicidal any longer, Raoul. She seems very much calm." Mitchell became confused, but rather relieved, about her turnaround. "Should we even continue taking her to confinement? She's-"
"Follow orders, Mitchell. We need to do a lot of that around here." Raoul said with annoyance. "Kids these days."
The confinement building was down below a cellar-like imprisonment. It was fenced off with linked, electric fences that kept away other variants, or stopped any that tried to run or escape. It was on constant lockdown, though, because runaway variants within confinement would try to climb the guard's post building to commit suicide by ledge-jumping. The new locks have been removed, and more thorn-wires were added to the fences. The moment of their arrival was monitored by other security men watching from the radio post.
But, the post was unoccupied. Due to an alert from earlier informing two runaway variants close to the perimeter, the post guards were called upon to obtain the variants, alive or dead. The fence was locked off by electric. There were only two switches amongst the area that could turn off the power. One in the radio post, and one downstairs in a basement just below the confinement cells.
Seeing how Ruka was so calm at the moment, they decided to take the chance.
"You stay here with her. I'll go see to that switch." Raoul ordered the young guard, before marching off into the night to find the basement entry.
Once he was out of sight, Mitchell made an irritated glare at the direction his partner took. "What a stuck-up fuckface." Mitchell adjusted the gun strap around his shoulder in frustration. "Why did I get caught up with that guy?"
"Isn't the moon beautiful?" Ruka asked the guard quietly. He looked back to her. "It's just much more beautiful in this area..." She stood there, head tilted back, eyes up at the moon just right above them. No trees or clouds blocked the soft, blue rays of moonlight to shine down on them. She was completely calm, staring up at the blue planet above with a dreamy look on her face. "Did you know that... Jupiter passes by the moon every few years, rotating around it? It's so tiny to see with the human eye, though... I wish I had a powerful telescope."
Mitchell made a raise of his eyebrows. "I didn't know, actually."
Ruka smiled away. "When the crossover begins, they call it a... celestial moment." She sighed, still looking up to the divine light.
Seeing her now as she was, the young guard begun to think she wasn't completely harmful. He let go of her arm momentarily to see if she would try to run, but, she didn't. Ruka was stood there mindlessly, wringing her hands at times, staring. Mitchell almost felt sorry for her, but not entirely so. It was just a hole of pity drilled in his heart that he could easily fill up.
Raoul was taking too long to come back. The electrical fence wasn't shutdown, from the way some sparks flew, and still gave off the hisses and snaps as the power remained active. What was taking Raoul so long? It surely couldn't have taken so long to flip a switch.
"Raoul, this is Mitchell. What's taking you so long?" Mitchell radioed his partner through a walkie-talkie. No response. "Raoul, respond. Patients aren't to be left outside this long. What're you doing?" He tried again, not once worried. Surely Raoul would talk back. But, still, all Mitchell could hear was just annoying static on the other line. "Screw it." Mitchell finally gave up. "I'll just take her back to the Ward-"
But before the young guard could turn around, an anonymous force slammed into his back and shoved him straight at the electric fence. And when Mitchell's body connected to the linked fence with a hard slam of his body-
- SNAP, BUUZZZ, ZAAAPPP -!
A large fusion of sparks and electrical lights screamed out with snaps and crackles. This woke Ruka from her dream-state, snapping her head to the side to witness the electrical charge frying up the young guard's body. Her eyes watched as his body couldn't keep up with the blast, and eventually, something unseen before in Ruka's life had never been witnessed before. The high voltage made Mitchell's eyes explode, and his mouth drool and silently scream out ribbons of blood. Until his heart finally burst.
When the charge yield, Ruka stood there dumbfound, not sure how to react... She was so bathed in the moonlight, she almost forgot how to respond.
A touch at her shoulder, and she thought it were the older guard. But, not until she turned to look.
"Darling..." His smile grew wide, eyes flashing like a cat's. "There you are..." There he was. Her love-sick stalker.
Ruka made a startled gasp, taking an immediate step back. She kept her hands close to her chest, since they were still cuffed. She stared at this man's face, she couldn't see his face clearly, because of the moonlight that obscured one side of his face and top of his head. All she knew that he was tall, built, and carrying something heavy in his right fist. She swallowed back acid in constricting fear, feeling those missing, boiling emotions of darkness smoke her foggy mind. Her heart rattled madly.
"Where are you going, my darling?" The man asked darkly, hand still extended out, lowered, as he continued to stare at her.
Hearing his voice, she didn't even know what to do. She was unable to respond, just staring back at the taller man's face.
"Darling, what's wrong...?" And then, a smiled played on his face. "Oh, did my letters and books make you blush with embarrassment? How cute of you." He made a delighted chuckle, taking one step forward. "Come to me, dear. I've waited for a moment to finally meet you, to see you. You're more beautiful in person."
But Ruka took a step back again, her mind reeling too fast, making her body almost tremble. Her mind awakened from the daze and confusion. Now, she finally knew who she was up against. Her love-sick stalker. Eddie Gluskin.
Eddie's eyes suddenly narrowed, his teeth clenched tightly. "Why are you moving away?" He growled subtly, eyebrows furrowed. His outstretched hand twitched, about ready to ball up into a fist, yet he still kept it out and opened, waiting for his beloved to take his hand.
Ruka didn't know what to do. She was standing before her demented stalker. Her heart slammed against her chest, a sweat running down her forehead. Her eyes, wide and focused, and her small form was nothing against his tall, towering stature. She was like a lamb, cornered by the actual Wolf.
"I-It's just..." She shook her head once, trying not to sound so shaken. What if he heard her? "... Wh-What big eyes you have." She grinned weakly.
And Eddie smiled back wickedly. "The better to see you with, my darling." Another step forward.
Another step back. "What big arms you have." Her eyes scanned over his sleeve-covered arms, noticing how he seemed physically built.
"The better to hold you close, my darling." Another step forward. His other hand that held the heavy object gripped tightly, to where his palm strained against it. He heard the familiar sound of the weapon, and grinned another time at her.
She almost flinched. "What sharp teeth you have!" She cried out.
"... The better to eat you with, my darling."
That was it. Ruka ran.
She ran and ran, amongst the curvy paths of the large courtyard's grass and trees. She could hear Eddie just behind her, thundering down the very path that she was on. Ruka didn't know what to do, feeling tears running down her cheeks as she tried to move faster. The air was freezing upon the mountains the asylum was nestled in, her skin prickled with goosebumps, and her tears ready to become solid against her skin. Her bare feet bolted through the crunches of dead leaves and twigs, among the brick path that she knew would lead her back to the Ward.
"Darling, wait! Don't run from me!" Eddie called out for Ruka, in such a tamed and polite voice. Sounding nowhere angry. It was bullshit. "Darling, come here, please! I only want to love you!" And yet, he still wield that heavy weapon of a blade in his hand viciously. It only made Ruka speed up.
Just when she was sure that she was halfway out of the path, Ruka's foot suddenly connected to something heavy upon the ground beneath her feet. She fell over with a loud thud, slamming her face into the brick path. Her nose hit the bricks first, instantly hit and bleeding from her nostril. Whipping her head to look at a tree, that was caved in with a large hole big enough for a person's body, she crawled towards it, just nearby the spot she had fallen upon. It fitted enough for her to huddle in and hide. Spiders hissed and ran off out of the caved tree trunk, leaving fast because of Ruka's presence. A squirrel ran up the tree fast.
On the brick path, there was a body laying horizontally upon it. It was the missing guard from earlier.
"Darling?" Eddie called out breathlessly, stopping in front of the body to closely examine if it were Ruka that had fallen. When he saw that it was just Raoul from before, Eddie made an exaggerated scoff, kicking the body in its side with the front of his hard boots. "Darling? Daaarling?" He sang out the nickname with a fake grin, flashing those white, large teeth again. "I won't give up on you! I know you're worth it!" He roared out his wooing words once again, not leaving the area. Did he know that she was hiding there? Ruka felt a thick shiver run down her spine as the gleam of the weapon's blade flashed in the moonlight, as he swung it back and forth in his hand impatiently.
He never left. Even after five minutes or more had gone by, he never wanted to leave and investigate.
"I know you're here." Eddie finally admitted, once his breath was caught.
Ruka became solid in fright.
"Don't hide for too long, my love. It's so cold outside. These arms, they will hold you so close..." He never once put down the blade, nor sheathed it. "Should I work for it, you little minx?" He chuckled, once again, delightedly. "Oh, my love. I only want to be amicable about those letters and single gift I had presented to you earlier. I wanted to say I'm sorry for invading your privacy. It wasn't right of me to take over your life like that, I know." Eddie paced around the bricked area with a spring in every step, jovial to find his missing darling. "Should I read you another of my letters? Another piece of my heart to woo you?"
Ruka wanted desperately to move, and to run back to her Physician for help and safety. But, while this man just stood around, practically waiting for her to make any daring move. She just remained hiding in the hollowed tree trunk.
"Dearest, dearest Ruka... How you make me feel so whole." Eddie began his mental love-letter, but not yelling it out. He spoke softly, smoothly, shamelessly indulge in wanting her quick. "... I saw you with those wolves that were taking you to confinement. How one held you so wrongly, and how the other looked at you so oddly. I knew I couldn't let them take you from me, how much I knew you loved that moonlight upon your beautiful face and eyes..." He stops suddenly where he was pacing, standing just behind the dead body. "How you looked so peaceful and soft under the light of the moon. How celestial you looked, like my Goddess..." Slowly, his feet turned to the hollowed tree, approaching quietly. "We met, and you were so excited, you ran. And I ran with you."
Holding another breath, she wished for escape.
"And here you are, my dearest feast."
Little girls, this seems to say, never stop upon your way.
Never trust a stranger-friend.
No one knows how it will end...
As you're pretty, so be wise!
Wolves may lurk in every 'guise.
Handsome, they may be, and kind, gay, or charming, nevermind!
Now, as then, tis simple truth;
Sweetest tongue... has sharpest tooth.