Hades
Jules' shoulders slumped after the video cut to black. "Ellen did that. She said those things," she whispered. She seemed hollowed out by what she had seen. It was no surprise, to be honest. Who would have thought that the same Ellen who could forgive her kidnappers was capable of doing and spewing such things?
But I knew dissociation when I saw it. It was in the emptiness in her eyes as she smiled. There had been no joy, no triumph, only some sort of undeniable finality. It was like she removed herself from the scene—the place, the time, the event.
Yes, there were some inconsistencies with Ellen and her behavior. A story behind the woman who unloaded bullets into her sister that day. A tale behind the woman she was now, but it was logical that Ellen was the one I had in my possession. There was simply no other explanation as to how only she was immune to the electromagnetic effect of the Bloodmoon or how she possessed the elusive Fenrir's marker.
