I am... (Barry and Sebastian Oneshots)

I can't do this on my own

Crickets in the distance.

...

The crack of thunder and a hoard of elephants entered the room. The beats causing ears to ring in their wake.

Sebastian felt himself smirk at them before Barry took over, the smirk turning into a softer smile. Barry got off stage and got back to his hiding spot, partly amazed that he had not been knocked over, deafened or blushed in high embarrassment at what was surrounding him.

He was saved when someone else was sent up onto the fire - sorry, stage - meaning everyone listened to them, directing their attention away from him, while also tried to not lose the rest of their hearing to the screeching.

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"Allen, when did you learn to sing like that?" The Captain asked when everyone had gone.

Barry was asked to stay behind, some important thing or another. He was not really told what at that point in time, though now it was quite clear as to why.

His smirk spread wide as Sebastian came out to play, asking an innocent (definitely not innocent) question, "why, did you like it, Captain?"

"It was amazing..." The Captain managed to say calmly.

"Thanks... " Barry said, pushing Sebastian away before he got him in trouble, "I learnt it when I was young. My mother was the first one who taught me..." He then whispered, explaining.

"Ah... Well, it is really good. You seem to be a different person up there singing, confident and proud. Why is it that this only shows through when you sing?" The Captain asked, making Barry freeze to the spot.

"Because I have a different past... Something not many remember... It's not called being proud, it's called being arrogant..." Barry growled, looking away at the floor.

"Why is this?" The Captain asked, slightly thrown at what his best CSI was saying.

"If I tell you, you will either arrest me on the spot, fire me or heavily pity me and treat me like fragile glass..." Barry sighed.

"Now Barry Allen, you have shown to me - something not many even possesses - how hard-working you are, how loyal and determined you are about what you believe in. Through all this, I am telling you that I won't be treating you any different to what you see now." The Captain stated as they both walked slowly out of the hall.

"I was not always Barry Allen..." Barry whispered, looking at the floor.

"Yeah, you were Bartholomew Henry Allen." The Captain said, jokingly.

"No... I was not always an Allen..." He whisper-stated to The Captain.

"What do you mean?" The Captain asked his interest perking up.

"Do you know of the Smythe family?" Barry suddenly asked out of the blue.

"Well, yeah. Everyone knows them. They are one of the richest families going." The Captain answered before continuing, "what does this have to do with it?"

"I was adopted by my Uncle just before high school. I was adopted into my mother's side, the Smythe family..." Barry stated, looking up at The Captain.

"Are you saying that you are rich?" The Captain questioned.

"That is exactly what I am saying. But, I also picked up a new name and personality to go with it. I became arrogant and cunning. I developed reputations, names to who I was. One of the reasons, Captain, that I can sing so well was because I was in a Glee group..." Barry started.