<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/08/5f/ed/085fedf83bd3dc8dad3a00d655b55468.gif)</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://media.giphy.com/media/hyzTGVBMop2es/giphy.gif)</div></div><hr/>Tarquin sat laid back in his chair in the classroom, his feet propped on the desk. It was a typical morning at Graingers School for the Gifted; gifted meaning supernatural but Tarquin felt a little off today. Nothing blood probably couldn't fix though, at least he thought so. A dull pain in his head occured as the door opened and two bodies stepped through the doorway.