[ WP ] Write the story of the law abiding villain and the rule breaking superhero

Mr. Alan Breaker was yet again in his office, sitting on a luxurious chair made out of the most fashionable leather and drinking a freshly brewed cup of coffee, finishing up another lengthy series of emails that had been brought to his utmost attention. Adding the finishing touches to the last one, he switched from his email to the stock market exchange, smiling at the rising stock of his company. Soon, he thought. Soon he would be in control of everything. But a scuffle outside his office door brought him back from his happy place, and reminded him of an annoying headache that would not leave him alone. 
 
 `` You Demon! This time, you will pay for your crime against humanity!'' 
 
 A young man threw open the heavy oak doors that had, to Mr. Breakers knowledge, been locked tight with a complex, vault like lock. He would now have to find a contractor who would make him a stronger lock. Another headache to take care of. The young man walked up to the desk, struck a pose, and pointed his finger at him. `` You are under arrest!'' 
 
 With a exasperated sigh, Mr. Breaker looked up at the only person would dare be so belligerent towards him. A young Lucas Vaghn, a man who had clearly been chosen by the Gods above, had seemed to make it his life's mission to torture him by any means necessary. It had come into Lucas's head as a child that Alan was a bad person, and needed to be shown divine punishment, even if he was the only one who would do it. Well, it's not like the things I do are heroic by any standard, thought Alan. If I had met myself several decades ago, I too would have called myself a demon. 
 
 `` Mister Vaghn,'' Alan began, reaching into his desk drawer for the bottle of Asprin he kept for just this moment. `` I was unaware that we had scheduled a meeting for this time. I am so utterly sorry, but I can not find time in my schedule for you right now, so if you would. Kindly. Leave.'' 
 
 With a swift motion, Lucas swung his arm downward, cracking the lovely wooden desk in two pieces. Groaning, Mr. Breaker threw two pills into his mouth and gulped them down without water. Another problem. `` You wo n't get off so easily this time, you fiend! The world has known what you have done, buying all the pharmaceutical companies so that you can have a monopoly on the drug prices.....'' Lucas grimaced and turned his face away, tears running down his cheeks. `` Taking away medicine for the sick. How low of you!'' 
 
 `` Tell me, young Luke, what part of my companies dealings were illegal?'' Mr. Breaker stood up, and began stretching. He could already tell how this encounter would end, as it always would. `` I merely offered to buy the company and merge their research with my own. It was accepted both by their company and the proper legal authorities. Meanwhile, if you were not invited here, may I assume that you are trespassing on my property?'' 
 
 `` T-This and that are different! And even so, you have gone down the wrong path, and it is I who will correct you!'' 
 
 `` How many of my security guards were beaten up by you this time? You realize that it is still assault, and I correct.'' 
 
 `` T-T-They got in my way-'' 
 
 `` Even now, you are preparing to hit a person for the mere crime of furthering his company's interests?'' 
 
'Shut up!'' Yelled Lucas, and he began his attack, his arms throwing quick, accurate punches at me. Yet, he was not the only one skilled in combat. I too would receive and dodge his attacks, until we would both tire out, and the authorities would come to take him away for his `` crimes''. And yet, as one blessed by the Gods, he would be let go to do good in the world, even if it meant breaking all the laws to get it done. 
 
 Those two advil were not enough.
