Chapter Eleven
"Don't you dare touch him you bastard!" One of the Doves stuck to the wall yelled at him. Matthew ignored her. He had no intention of hurting any of them unless he had to.
Blackbird knelt down next to the high-ranking investigator he had knocked out. He searched his pockets finding his key id card. He smirked taking it and the Dove's coat. He retracted his kagune straightening up. He put the coat on hiding his prison uniform underneath. The Canadian walked over to the sliding door with the key card in hand. He scanned it and the door slid open.
Matthew smiled stepping through. The investigators were still yelling at him, but he wasn't listening. He scanned and walked through the second door. The hallway on the other side was narrow and bright white. He started down the passage way. There weren't any other paths for him to choose from for quite a while. It was just one long winding hallway.
Finally, he made it to a stair case. He went upwards and found another door or the option to keep going up. Blackbird chose to go up. He knew the layout of most ghoul prisons kept the most dangerous ghouls underground. He lost track of how many flights of stairs he had climbed before he couldn't go up more.
The Canadian scanned the ID card on the door and it let him through. He was standing on a catwalk over looking a huge pit below. The catwalks went all the way around the edges of the pit as well as crossing through the centre. There was a large sphere where they connected in the middle. It looked like a huge pin going downwards. He quickly took in his surroundings spotting a few guards on the walkways.
Matthew paused for a second figuring out where he wanted to go. He started to walk around the edge of the pit. He was a bit nervous to walk past a guard, but they didn't even give him a second glance. He paused at a corridor that led away from the huge hole. There was a sign that had a map on it. He smiled and studied it quickly. There were two huge holes in the ground. The one he was in and the other for experimentation. The way out was from the other pin. He committed the way to the exit to memory.
The Canadian quickly started to move following the route. He went past a few guards and none of them noticed him. He crossed the centre of the pit and looked down through the railings. His eyebrows furrowed seeing ghouls in cells below. He wanted to help them, but he couldn't exactly go to each cell and scan them out. It would take too long and he'd be caught almost instantly.
Blackbird sighed and kept walking. He kept his exit route in mind as he moved. He walked past the centre structure and started on the other half of the walkway. He finally got across and scanned the id at the door. He pulled the handle and ducked into the hallway. He kept walking quickly down the hall. He skidded to a stop spotting a sign.
The Canadian smirked reading the bright red bold letters spelling out 'Control Room.' There was a small window beside the door so he could see the room was empty of guards. He scanned the ID card and heard the lock click open. He grabbed and turned the handle stepping inside. He closed the door behind him.
Canada hummed looking over the buttons and screens. He really wanted to poke everything, but resisted the urge too. He didn't want to trigger something that would hurt the ghouls. He kept scanning the switches trying to find one specific button. He laughed when he finally spotted it. It was bright red and the biggest out of all of them. He never really understood why ghoul prisons had the button, but he didn't care. He pushed the button and released all the ghouls.
Alarms immediately went off and he heard yelling. Matthew turned and left the control room continuing on his route out. A few guards rushed past him in the hall. He even held the door open for a few as they ran past him. He stepped out on to the walkway of the second pit. He looked down over the railing seeing ghouls starting to creep out of their cells.
The Canadian kept moving ignoring the fight starting below. He wanted to help, but he needed to get out before things got too out of hand. He made it to the centre as more guards rushed past him. He stood out of their way not wanting their attention on him. He started moving again after they passed by.
Matthew could see the way out. It wasn't far away and no one was guarding it. A familiar scent caught his attention. He immediately started to follow it without hesitation. His way out was forgotten as he ran to follow the smell.
Blackbird needed to find the source. He practically flew down the stairs into the prison below. The scent led him down a hallway of mostly empty cells. A few ghouls looked at him as he ran past. He skidded to a stop finally finding the cell that was the source of the scent.
The cell was unlocked, but no one had left. The Canadian lowered his head and carefully looked through the small crack of the ajar door. He gasped immediately spotting what he was looking for. Gilbert was curled up around a blanket on the floor. There were bandages across his chest and back. He could see that blood had soaked through on the back.
Matthew carefully pushed the cell door open and stepped inside. He walked over to the Prussian's side and knelt down. He gently put a hand on his shoulder to wake him. The albino reacted immediately. He bolted up right and skidded back away from him until his back was pressed against the cell wall. His breaths were quick and he looked terrified.
"Gil?" Canada asked carefully. He could see the fear in his eyes turn to recognition. Prussia lunged at him and tackled him into a hug. He fell on to his back with him in his arms.
"Vogel." Gilbert said quietly burying his face in the crook of his neck. His voice was quiet and rough. He was shaking slightly.
Matthew nuzzled into his hair taking in his scent. He noticed it was slightly different. He held him tightly being careful of his bandages. He pulled back to look him over and saw he had passed out again. The Canadian's eyed saddened seeing him. He had trusted the investigator, but his trust hadn't been placed in the right person. He felt terrible, but he didn't have time to think about it right now. He needed to get them out first.
Blackbird carefully gathered Gilbert up in his arms. He stood and went for the door. He held the Prussian close as he started to move. There was yelling and screaming up ahead. He emerged from the hallway back into the pit. The ghouls had surrounded the guards on the bottom floor. They easily outnumbered the officers. The Canadian barely payed them any attention as he started back up the stairs.