"Hey, Sebastian. You know that charity gala coming up?" Mr Smythe questioned. "Somethings came up, can you represent me there."

"Of course," Sebastion replied, "send me the details over, and I'll be there."

-----

"Oliver, you will need to be around the charity gala tonight with your gear," Felicity spoke, breaking him from his training.

"Why?" Oliver asked, drying his sweaty hands.

"The Smythe heir, Sebastian Smythe, has just released that he will be attending in place of his father," Felicity stated, "this information, along with the fact that he hasn't appeared in over five years has made him a huge target. There have already been rumours of an attack planned to hurt this guy."

"Alright," Oliver nodded, "The Green Arrow will have to be coming then."

-----

"Sebastian!" Blaine exclaimed as he saw Sebastian walk down the stairs into the charity ball.

"Blaine," Sebastian nodded as he walked over to where the exclamation had oriented.

Kurt rolled his eyes as he wrapped his arms around Blaine's waist before giving an impatient cough.

"Lady Hummel, a pleasure," Sebastian nodded, his lips twitching into a small smirk.

"The feelings mutual," Kurt stated, wrapping his arm tighter around Blaine.

"Need to feel my legs, honey," Blaine whispered into Kurt's ear as the man loosened his grip. "Been a while since we've last heard of you," Blaine acknowledged to Sebastian.

"I've been... Preoccupied, one could say," Sebastian smirked.

"Do you ever slow done?" Blaine asked.

"I've only sped up," Sebastian smirked.

Blaine shook his head, almost affectionately. "You do know your group hasn't been the same without you," Blaine pointed out as the three of them walked towards the centre.

"I'm surprised that you care," Sebastian stated, glancing at Blaine from the corner of his eye. "They are the opposition. The darkness when you're the light."

"I wouldn't be a perfect hero if I didn't care," Blaine noted.

"I would not be so sure; it's the villain's job to worry for the heroes," Sebastian smirked.

"What, you possessive?" Blaine asked, feeling Kurt's arm tighten again.

Sebastian locked eyes with Blaine, his voice dropping to a growl, "territorial would more be the word."

"Well, back of, meerkat. Blaine's my territory," Kurt spoke up, glaring daggers at the man in front of him.

"I suggested nothing otherwise," Sebastian monotoned.

"Oliver, have you seen him yet?" Felicity whispered in his ears, "you need to keep your eyes on him."

"I don't have eyes on him; I am not sure how he looks, much can change in five years," Oliver hissed into his drink.

"He is most likely to be talking to Blaine and Kurt Anderson," Felicity stated.

Oliver scanned the room; his eyes were flicking through everyone for the Hollywood Gay Couple. There, central in the room. There was a third person.

Wait?

Was..?

Was that?

Barry?!

"You didn't tell me Barry would be here!" He hissed to Felicity.

"Because I didn't know Barry was going to be there," Felicity hissed back, typing readily at her computer. "Ok, I managed to get into the images stored on him..."

"Well, what does he look like?" Oliver growled after Felicity just cut off.

"He looks like Barry," Felicity almost whispered.

"Is he a doubleganger?" Oliver asked.

"There's no way for us to be certain like this," Felicity sighed before muttering under her breath, "Team Flash normally looks into doublegangers."

"I'll watch from a distance and try and figure some information out," Oliver muttered into his glass. 

"I hear your planning on doing a winter holiday," Sebastian stated.

"Yes, a place for an escape for the both of us," Kurt smiled, his arm not leaving his husband's waist for a second.

"You should try Finland," Sebastian mentioned.

"Why is that?" Blaine asked.

"They have these glass igloos designed for people to see the Northern Lights," Sebastian explained, "might help with some design inspiration," Sebastian added, looking at Kurt.

"I've holidayed there once myself, the view is spectacular," Oliver butted in, standing next to Sebastian, "one of the places I'd love to go to again."

"Why haven't you?" Kurt asked, "you have the money."

"I've got a few parts in the city that require me to be within arms reach at all points," Oliver stated, a calmed hush coming over the group.

"Hero or villain?" Blaine whispered.

"He's the middle ground," Sebastian shrugged.

Oliver's head turned to face Sebastian, his eyes like steel.

"I'm a hero," Blaine shrugged.

"Doesn't make it any better," Oliver said stiffly.

"You're outnumbered, meerkat," Kurt stated.

"Who says I am?" Bassy smirked.

"I don't see any of your monkeys around," Kurt said.

"Who said I couldn't be both?" Bassy shrugged.

Blaine ended up spitting his drink back into its glass, Kurt's mouth dropped, and Oliver's eyebrows hit his hairline.

"Both?" Oliver asked, "I've only known you for the best."

Blaine let off the bark of laughter, "best? Ha, he's the worst!"

"Barry Allen is nothing but a good man," Oliver growled, coming to stand before Blaine.

"Explain why I nearly lost my eyesight," Blaine asked, "why Kurt and another nearly died because of his actions? And why you called him Barry Allen? His name is Sebastian Smythe."

Kurt sent a pointed look towards Bassy, asking him to sort it out before they gather peoples attentions.

A smirk crossed Bassy face as he clapped his hands before resting his elbow's on each of the arguing men's shoulders. "Now now, gentlemen, no need to get worked up over little old me," he smirked when both their heads flung around to face him.

With a grumbled growl, with an extra few words from each mouth, both Blaine and Oliver stepped back from each other, shaking Bassy's hand from their shoulders.

"Blaine, he called me Barry Allen because that's my birth name. Oliver, he called me Sebastian Smythe because that's my adoptive name, "Bassy explained to both of the agitated men.

"Why'd you need an adoptive name?" Kurt asked eyeing the two calming men.

"To run away from what was happening as Barry Allen," Bassy replied stiffly, "I needed a new chance."

"Why would you need a new chance?" Blaine questioned.

"To save my life," Barry stated, "so that the bullies did not get the chance to kill me."

"Bullies?!" Kurt choked.

"Why do you think I found it so hard to fit in normally?" Barry stated, "those who have been bullied regularly ending up hurt have a higher chance of becoming aggressive and a bully themselves as they could become overwhelmed or know no other way of behaving."

"It does make sense, and has been proven," Oliver stated.

"Well, you did beg for forgiveness after graduation," Kurt said warily.

"So we'll try this again," Barry stated, sticking out his hand, "hello, I am Bartholomew Henry Sebastian Smythe Allen."

"Kurt Hummel-Anderson," Kurt said, shaking it.

"Blaine Anderson," Blaine said, also shaking the hand.

"Oliver Queen," Oliver said after a moment of them staring at him, reluctantly shaking his hand.

"There we go, all of to a good start," Barry clapped.

Just as he clapped, the fire alarm went off through the building.

"Just our luck," Barry sighed before leading them all off towards the exit.

Seconds before reaching the exit, they felt bags go over their heads and cuffs clamp onto their wrists.

"Do not resist. Otherwise, your friends might find themselves in two," each had whispered into their ears as they were dragged away.

-----

Barry felt himself be shoved into a chair, his hands tied behind the back of the chair. By the grunts either side of him, his friends were also pushed into chairs.

The bag was violently ripped from his head, causing him to blink and squint to try and see who was there in the blinding white.

A blue parker caught his attention.

"Snart?" Barry asked, confused as to what was happening.

"Barry?" Snart asked as he saw all the men's faces revealed.

When the last person left the room so that it was only the five of them, Barry stated to Snart, "untie me."

"I beg your pardon," Snart asked, confused as to the tone that Barry was using.

Snart could recognise them all, and he also saw that he had one hero, one vigilante and two civilians. If it were anyone but Barry, it would be perfect leverage. Unfortunately, it was Barry. So he didn't have that leverage.

"Untie me; I know you have no leverage anymore," Barry stated, "and this won't keep me locked up for long anyway so it would do you good to be the one that releases the bindings instead of me."

"What are you playing at?" Snart asked.

"No game, no punchline," Barry shrugged as much as he could, "I just don't like to be held in place for too long."

Snart quickly made his way over and undid the bindings when he saw Barry's eyes flash with lightning.

"Now that's out of the way," Barry stated as he stood, "what are you doing?"

"Trying to kidnap the Smythe heir," Snart stated.

"You did get him," Barry shrugged.

"Doesn't look like I have," Snart stated.

"Well, my adoptive name is Sebastian Smythe," Bassy smirked.

"You have a fucked up life, Scarlet," Snart sighed.

Bassy only hummed as he started to untie everyone else.

"I take it their heroes?" Snart asked, "or vigilantes?"

"One hero, the other the heroes husbands," Bassy shrugged as he helped them to their feet.

"Does he usually give away peoples identities?" Blaine asked Oliver.

"No, usually it's the other way around. He helped me keep mine a secret," Oliver stated.

"So, what now?" Snart asked.

"I presume we have got past the throw away the plan part of your plan?" Barry asked.

"That part has long gone now," Snart nodded.

"So we're stuck," Kurt stated.

"There are no meta blockers active in the area as you can feel, Scarlet," Snart stated.

At the smirk that crossed Sebastian's face, everyone slowly backed away. Well, except for Snart who just watched with morbid curiosity.

"How do you feel about travelling at Mach 2?" Sebastian shrugged to Blaine and Kurt.

"What?" Blaine asked.

Sebastian smirk only grew before he wrapped his arms around the pair and sped off towards the forest. Be picked up Oliver next and dumped him in the same spot.

"Ready to go?" Barry asked as he pulled Snart into Flash-time.

Snart stood unfazed at the now-familiar feeling. "How vomit-inducing did you run?"

"We are going to need a bin," Bassy smirked.

"That corner over there," Snart stated.

"Why do you have a bin in the kidnap room?" Barry asked, his eyebrows scrunched.

"It would not be the first time that someone vomited while kidnapped," Snart smirked as he watched Barry collect the bin.

"You are so telling me that story after we are done," Barry laughed before zipping off to the others with Snart.

-----

"That's it, let it all out," Barry said as he rubbed Blaine and Kurt's backs as they vomited.

Snart was busy teasing the green-gilled archer. "What can't keep up?" He asked, along with many other statements as Oliver tried to focus on making sure that he didn't vomit.

"That was mean, Barry," Oliver gritted out as his stomach started to calm.

"Got to give them a lasting first experience," Barry smiled.

"Maybe you're just weak-stomached," Snart teased.

Barry laughed as he sped off to get into his Flash garb. "Leave them alone, Snart. You know well that you would be a little green if you got their treatment."

"Only a little," Snart shrugged.

"Why are you so friendly with your villain, Bassy?" Blaine asked, slowly rising to his feet.

"It's not a rivalry anymore," the two shrugged.

"How did you know he had no leverage, could he not have killed us?" Kurt asked.

"Don't get me wrong; he's a murderer, but he can't kill us," Barry smiled, "he's got a deal with me. You want to tell them, Snart?"

"Why do I feel like I have no choice in that?"

"Because you don't."

"We've made a deal that if I don't kill anyone, then he doesn't send me to the cells," Snart sighed.

"That's, unconventional," Blaine said slowly.

"It works," Barry shrugged.

"Is that why you two speed off when you hear the sirens?" Oliver asked.

"Yeah," Barry and Snart smirked, knowing what Oliver was going to say next.

"Could you not take me with you? Instead of leaving me to get away from the coppers," Oliver asked.

"What's the fun in that?" Snart drawled.

"It isn't," Oliver growled.

"But it is for me!" Barry smiled.

"Can we go now?" Blaine asked.

"I don't want to be caught up between the three of you," Kurt stated.

"Alright," Barry stated.

"Easy, Barry," Oliver warned.

Another smirk crossed Sebastian's face.

"Scarlet, play nice at one point at least," Snart stated.

Bassy whined. "You two are no fun..." He whispered.

Kurt and Blaine shared a look before they felt themselves be ripped off at speed.

"You gave him too much leeway," Oliver stated.

"He'll go halfway at a nasty speed then he'll have had enough fun and slow down letting them enjoy it," Snart stated. "Although, Barry will take them to Ohio, knowing that they have a hotel in Central and speed off again, listening to their screams before calming down again."

That was what Sebastian did. It was about halfway to Ohio that he slowed and allowed his powers to flow through the pair slightly.

Blaine and Kurt stared wide-eyed as they watched everything come flying past, their mouths dropped as they watched Barry start running across a wall.

"Enjoying the view?" Barry asked.

"Why didn't you do this in the first place?" Blaine asked.

"Because that's not fun," Barry said as he appeared outside their house.

"You do know that we have a hotel room in Central, right?" Kurt questioned.

"I know," Bassy smirked. He took one look around before speeding the pair off again.

Blaine and Kurt bit back their screams as Bassy shot off like a rocket before calming down again. They blinked owlishly as they looked around their surroundings.

"At least he got us to the hotel without much difficulty," Blaine said, trying to find a positive.

"I just want to sleep," Kurt said as he collapsed onto the bed.

-----

"I think you're next, Oliver," Barry said, as he appeared in the clearing.

"To the 'Arrow Cave', no funny business," Oliver said sternly.

Snart watched as Barry sped of with Oliver before appearing again, "what did you do?" He asked when he saw the look in Barry's eye.

"His arrows are scattered everywhere except him emergency set," Bassy smirked.

"Team Flash never believed me when I said you were a snake hidden beneath a flower," Snart laughed.

"You're showing your age, old man, Shakespeare?" Barry laughed, "look like the innocent flower but be the serpent under'th."

"Who was the one that remembered the quote?" Snart questioned.

"Who knew it was the correct quote?" Barry asked.

"Stalemate, snake," Snart said, crossing his arms.

"Would you expect anything else?"

"No."

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