Chapter Fifteen
AN: literally chose Niagara because I know the area pretty well.
"Hello, how are you?" Is from radio
Matthew kept a close eye on the Americans as they geared up. They weren't exactly hiding or undercover. He could easily shoot one right now, but that would get him in trouble. He needed the Americans to either shoot first or step over the border line.
Canada heard radio chatter that an albino had been looking for him and told them to tell him his exact position. A few minutes later Gilbert and Zola appeared at the top of the stairs of the empty parking lot and Matthew waved him over. Prussia ran over and pulled him into a hug. Shayne was busy typing away on his phone as he walked up. Zola looked over the edge of the wall and squinted to see the troops.
"I vas so vorried." Prussia said as he pulled back. "There is some news going around, some alerts, but nothing solid."
"Sorry I didn't call you sooner." Matthew said with an apologetic smile. "Hopefully those alerts will keep people away."
"The local police have finished the evacuation and have shut down the major highways coming in." Shayne said looking at his phone. "Ash and Blair just got through in time, but Zyler and Amity were already taking back roads. They'll be here soon."
"Okay." Blackbird said looking through his scope again. The Americans had yet to move. It was mostly just a waiting game. Matthew was used to this game, but Zola, Shayne and Gilbert were not. Prussia kept close to the Canadian sliding down to sit against the concrete wall while Zola and Shayne had taken to pacing. Canada suddenly caught a flash of gold hair and tracked it. He bit his lip confirming it was Alfred. "He's here."
"America?" Prussia asked looking over to Matthew who was still concentrating on looking through his scope. The blond gave a small nod and bit his lip. Gilbert could see that Canada's mood had shifted from stressed to nervous. "Kick his ass."
"Oh, I plan on it if I get the chance." Matthew muttered. Zyler and Amity finally made it into town, Blair and Ash weren't far behind. He had heard it over the radio and ordered his troops to let the four of them by. The other marksmen were announcing the fours position as they moved towards them. One of his troops announced that they were entering his parking garage. "Radio silence, please. Only important information." Canada commanded through the radio. Everyone went silent immediately. "Thank you."
The other four had finally got to the top of the stairs and walked over. Matthew nodded in acknowledgment upon their arrival; Zyler went over to look at the bridge.
"There are not a lot of them." Zyler commented. "Well from what I can see."
"Estimates are saying one, maybe two thousand if even." Ash said. They were typing away on their phone.
"Keep back." Matthew warned. "There could be snipers over there."
"There weren't any in the plans they had." Blair said with a shrug. "We should still be very careful though."
"I've already tapped into your radios, Matt." Ash said handing everyone their own ear piece. "This way we can split up and still communicate."
"Alright." Matthew knew to trust his team; he'd worked closely with them for years. "Six new connections, approved by me." Blackbird announced to his men just in case the new voices worried any of them.
"Oh!" Zola chirped. "I brought these too. We can't be running around in civilian clothes. We could get shot at."
Zola pulled out a dark coloured coat and handed one to everyone. Matthew took it and held it up to see it was a RCMP jacket, but instead of being mainly red with black accents, this was mostly black with red accents. It was the reverse of the normal colouring.
"Maybe ve von't have to drag jour dress uniform out." Gilbert joked seeing the jacket. Canada gave a small smile setting his rifle down and taking his coat off before putting the new jacket on. The other ghouls did the same. "Could just ware this."
"Be advised, black and red Mountie jackets are part of our ranks. Just a different 'division.' Don't shoot under any circumstances." Matthew said. He knew that a few of his marksmen were ghouls and hopped that the others that weren't followed the order as well.
"Movement. Seven rows of ten soldiers moving towards the boarder." One of the other snipers called over the radio. Matthew immediately picked up his rifle again. "Armed with assault rifles and bullet proof vests."
Canada looked over the men moving and spotted America front and centre. "Single warning shot only as they step over the plate." The blond said. "Account for the wind."
"Yes sir." Chirped the other marksmen. As the American troops walked slowly closer Matthew felt his phone vibrating in his pocket. He just ignored it and kept his focus on soldiers heading their way. They were just over a meter away from the line that marked the exact boarder.
"Firing in three, two, one." Canada counted down every step until the first Americans toe crossed the line. He fired, the bullet struck close to the soldiers foot and the American hopped back in surprise. The other marksmen had done the same and the Americans put up their guns searching for their positions. Alfred put up an arm to tell his troops to put their guns down. Matthew could see that he was saying something to them before turning back forward and yelling something across the border.
"What's he saying?" Zola asked. Canada tried to read his lips, but couldn't make out what he was saying.
"The commander is saying something about talking." One of the snipers said. Canada recognized her voice and knew that her position was hidden in one of the security booths at the crossing. "He wants to talk to who's in charge."
"That would be me." Matthew said through the radio looking over to Gilbert. "I'll be down in few minutes"
"Jou're not going down there alone." Prussia said putting a hand on his hip.
"I wasn't planning on it." Canada said with a shrug. "I was going to have one of the ground units move up."
"That will take a while." Shayne pointed out. "We can go down with you."
"It will take less time and we'll look less intimidating." Amity said. "There are less of us and we don't exactly scream 'deadly.'"
"Less intimidating might be good." Prussia said. "Jou'd have the element of surprise if jou do need to attack as ghouls."
"Hopefully it won't come to that." Matthew said. Then he turned to the other ghouls. "If it does come to that, are you really willing to show yourself as ghouls? It's pretty much a death sentence. Masks might not be enough to hide behind this time."
"Of course!" Zyler said. The others nodded in agreement. "It's the least we could do. You've kept ghouls across Canada safe for years!"
AN: I did draw a thing of Mattie with the jacket on. It's on my tumblr ( tallpoppy-canada) under the blackout tag or reverse tag!
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