Eddie Gluskin X Reader

Part 2

Y/N's POV:

Is this grass? We were just in the hospital. I looked up and saw the house I was born in. There were guards escorting a man out of the house and a woman held a baby as she cried trying to hold back a boy who looked to be fifteen back as he yelled for them to let his father go. I stood up and started to cry. That was my mother and brother! Eddie started to stand and saw the look on my face. "What's wrong?" He asked.

I looked at him as tears started to form in my eyes. "I-I think we somehow were teleported into my past." He gave me a confused look and I pointed at the house. "This was my house twenty-three years ago. This was the month after I was born and the day my father was taken away." He game me a surprised look. "We never got a reason why he was taken away. He would be sixtysix by now."

Eddie had a stird expression on his face and grabbed my arm as he rushed to the truck they were going to put my father in. He fumbled around the passenger seat and found a file. He opened it and started to read it out loud. "Patent 1947 also known as Andrew Mara is to be taken from his location immediately. Do not give an explanation to his "family". If there are any children check them for any of his powers. If the results come out as positive they will need to come as well. This patient will be kept in the specially designed containment cell as he is being delivered. Do not underestimate the power this man has. This man is what I've been working on for years until he escaped. This man is The Walrider in the body of one of my subjects."

Eddie's POV:

"This man is The Walrider in the body of one of my subjects." I read to her. I dropped the file and stared at the confused woman. Walrider used a man's body to spread his seed to be free? This innocent woman is the child of God, the child of the strongest being in the asylum!

She put her hand on my arm. "Are you okay? Who is The Walrider?" She asked as another flash of light appeared. This time we were inside a church. A funeral was in session and a five year old girl was crying next to her mother who was standing by a casket. Y/n fell to her knees as she started to cry and I wrapped my arms around her. "Not this again! He shouldn't of taken that bullet!"

I made her look at me in the eye. "What's wrong? Whose funeral is this?" I asked wanting to help calm her down.

She buried her face in my shirt and said. "My brothers. He was only twenty and he got shot trying to save his best friend when he was about to board the plane back to their base." I wrapped my arms around her and allowed her to cry into my chest.

Another flash and we were inside a small house that was perfectly spotless. A man walked inside drenched with the scent of beer. He was yelling slurred words and a woman walked out of the bedroom. "You fucking bitch! I sold you to clean this fucking house!"

The woman flinched as the man pinned her against the wall. "I did clean it, you're just too drunk to realize that!" The man punched her arms and stomach until she fell to the ground. Y/n didn't bother to look at what was happening.

There was a knock on the door and some officers came inside with their guns drawn and pointed at the man. "Let her go now, Alix. We have all of the proof we need for your arrest." Alix let go of the woman and put his hands above his head as the police put handcuffs on his wrists and dragged him out to the car.

A final flash of light and we were back at the asylum with me holding her against the wall by her neck. I let go of her and wrapped my arms around her body. "I'm so sorry, love. Now I see why you ran away." She started to cry more. "I will prove to you that I will not hurt you like he did... How about I take you to see your father, your real one."

She lifted her head up and gave me hopeful eyes. "I-I can see my dad?" I picked her up and started walking to the elevator to the Underground Lab. That's where he should be.