Sinister sat at her desk, the ultimate endless desk of papers, as some call it. As Karma slept, Sinister watched her from her desk from time to time, waiting for her to wake up. Flipping though some of her papers on her desk, a low mumbled escaped from Karma's lips. Sinister looked over to her and gave a small grin as Karma was sitting up. "Rise and shine love." Sinister spoke as she then went back to her papers. "What happened?" Karma asked as she moved to the side of the bed to rub her head. Sinister huffed aloud as her attention went back to Karma. "Well, you had a bit of an accident." Sinister paused. "I feel different." Karma touched her mouth. "I have fangs…" Karma looked at Sinister. "And my throat… It's on fire." Sinister looked down for a moment. "Yes." Clearing her throat, Sinis

