Dark Reciprocation (Katsuki Bakugo x OC)(Villain Bakugo)

Chapter 68

The atmosphere in the hideout is thick with anticipation. The group is scattered around the room, doing final checks on their equipment and preparing mentally for what's to come. Suddenly, the door bursts open, and Rose rushes in, her energy intense and focused. In her hands, she holds a stack of fake IDs and passports, the final piece of their escape plan.

She strides over to the table, dropping the IDs and passports in front of the group with a thud. "We're set," she says breathlessly, her eyes sharp with determination. "I've been pulling some strings, and we've got everything we need to get out of the country once we break Bakugo out."

Kaminari raises an eyebrow, glancing down at the passports. He picks one up, flipping it open to see a fake identity staring back at him. "You got us fake IDs?" he asks, surprised but impressed. He looks up at Rosalia, his curiosity piqued. "How the hell did you manage that?"

Rose waves him off, too focused to get into the details. "I have connections," she says curtly, her tone leaving no room for further questions. She points to a large map she's unfurled on the table, outlining their getaway route. "I also secured a jet for us. After we grab Bakugo, we'll take the cars I've arranged and head straight to the airfield. The jet will be waiting for us on the runway."

The group leans in, listening carefully as she goes over the final steps of their escape. She pulls out a small diagram of the jet and begins explaining its mechanisms to Kaminari, who nods along, absorbing the information.

"Kaminari, I need you as my co-pilot," Rosalia says, her voice steady but quick. "I've gone over the jet's systems. It's a high-tech model, and we can operate it ourselves. But I need someone to handle the electrical systems while I focus on the flight controls."

Kaminari blinks, momentarily taken aback. "Wait, you know how to fly a jet?" he asks, his voice full of disbelief. He glances at the others, seeing the same confusion on their faces.

Rose meets his gaze, her expression cool and unreadable. "Yes," she replies simply, turning back to the diagram without elaborating. "I've made sure everything is in place. We'll have a clean getaway, but we have to be fast. The heroes won't give us much time before they're on us."

As she continues outlining the plan, the rest of the group begins to exchange uncertain glances. They've worked with Rose for a while now, but suddenly it's clear that they know almost nothing about her past. The fake IDs, the jet, the mysterious connections—it all raises more questions than answers.

Kirishima steps forward, his voice careful but curious. "Rose, where did you learn to do all this?" he asks, his brow furrowed. "I mean, we've been working together for months, but I don't think any of us know much about your background. How are you pulling all of this off?"

Rose stiffens, the question hitting her harder than she expected. For a brief moment, her guard falters, but she quickly brushes it off, her expression hardening. "It doesn't matter," she replies sharply, her voice cool and dismissive. "What matters is that the plan works. Don't ask questions you don't need answers to."

The group is silent for a moment, absorbing her words. It's clear that she has a past she's not willing to share, but they know better than to push her right now. Instead, they shift their focus back to the mission at hand.

Sero clears his throat, trying to lighten the mood. "So, where are we headed once we're airborne?" he asks, leaning casually against the table. "You've got everything lined up—what's the destination?"

Rose pauses, a devious smirk tugging at the corners of her lips. She lets the tension hang in the air for a moment before answering. "Spain," she says, her voice low and confident. "We'll disappear into Europe, far from the heroes' reach."

The group exchanges wide-eyed glances, taken aback by the boldness of the plan. Fleeing to Spain wasn't what they had expected, but Rose's confidence gives them a sense of hope. If anyone can pull this off, it's her.

Kirishima chuckles,shaking his head in disbelief. "Spain, huh?" he says with a grin. "I guesswe're going international now."