When your emotions control the weather, it can be hard to keep yourself sane. The irony is, the less control you have over yourself, the less control you have over your gift. If only there was something, or someone, out there that could tame the storms inside you.

He thought he was the only one who knew. He was wrong. Dorian Gray had a dark secrect he thought that no one knew about. But that was not exactly true for there was someone else who knew about the painting and how it had become intertwined with his life. She could have saved him but a soul once tainted by evil can never be pure again. And some curses just cannot be broken.

Sixteen people, locked in cells made of harsh concrete and steel. Each day the same monotonous experience. And a secret agenda hidden behind the guards that watch them at every moment.

I'm trying to be fancy. Make sure you've read season one, obviously.

This story is written in a sort of draft style. It's pretty terrible, but enjoy.

There's a much better version of this by a much better author. Welcome to the book of oneshots where I write about the Super Friends, also known as Bucky & Steve. I DON'T OWN MARVEL OR ANY AFFILIATED CHARACTERS Big up to @jynerso for my wonderful new cover!