[ WP ] Write a story where the antagonist is doing something obviously horrible , but by the end of the story make me want to side with him over the good guy .

Lucas took a few steps forward, and shifted back slightly when he saw the suit standing in front of him. Not surprising; it's not like he tried to hide anyway. 
 He grinned, somewhat from nervousness, and some from a sense of glee. `` Took you long enough, Agent. Was it that hard to find me?'' Lucas loved toying with government spooks almost as much as he loved life. 
 
 The Agent flashed his white teeth, and spoke with a grimace struggling to hide a grin `` Mr. Lucas Artois, you are charged with conspiracy to commit war crimes and treason. Please sir, do the right thing and step aside.'' With the whole of the CIA on the line -maybe even the President, the Agent was sweating bullets hoping he said that name right. 
 Lucas froze, and his face contorted in frustration. `` But Agent, I *am* doing the right thing.'' 
 The Agent's stomach dropped and his pulse quickened, and he struggled to retort without sounding too cliché in front of his bosses. 
 `` So your idea of right is silencing the laughter of children?'' 
 
 Lucas could hardly stifle laughter by now. 
 `` Pablo? You took *that* guy seriously? Damn. You are desperate. No, we are n't silencing any child's laughter - I assure you, nobody will be harmed. Just that there will be less laughter in the world after we're done. Unfortunate? Yes; but it sure beats the alternative.'' 
 Now it was the Agent's then to pause, and he spoke with an unconvincing attempt at authority `` And what do you mean by `` alternative'', Mr. Artois?'' 
 `` I mean,'' Lucas began, `` that while nobody will be hurt there will be fewer people in the world. Fewer children, specifically. See, the world is overpopulated and my group believes we only have another couple decades, maybe a century before we ca n't stop the inevitable. So, we're taking action now and nobody has go know. 
 
 There will be no pain, no death. In this mortar tube,'' he pointed by the shore of the aquifer to a small canister supported by two stick legs at the front end, `` is a container of a highly infectious virus. It attacks humanity fiercely, but only causes infertility in *some* of those infected. It carries through several generations, and dies out. Some people will have babies to call their own, and others wo n't. The children will have similar issues, and eventually mankind will be culled to a sustainable number. So tell me Agent, what are you going to do? Kill? Fine. I'll be the only death of this plan, and you'll be the murderer. Besides, the mortar is timed to go off soon - right when the city uses the most water from the aquifer. Millions infected then, but they are n't the first. Already, India and China have been hit days ago. We suspect that half of their population is infertile. You've already lost Agent, so shoot for what it's worth.
