[ WP ] A super hero story where unknowingly the villain and superhero are roommates . Neither of them are aware they have been living with their nemesis for the past 2 years .

I slumped through the door, my body ached and my hands were n't working right. I threw myself on the sofa and closed my eyes, I had n't even noticed Jessica was there until I heard her breathing in disappointment. I painfully opened my eyes. Not again. The first thing I noticed was the mark of her scumbag father, purple, across her face. I should do something about him, it's my duty but how do you explain `` Melt'o'man'' showing up at a random civilians door and beating the crap out of him for abusing his daughter when I should be out there battling and stopping the Red Scorpion and her plans.'Not again Jess?' I said. 
 
 *I sat catching my breathe, I could hear David stomping down the hall 20 seconds before he ever reached the door. For such a light, nerdy bookworm he sure was heavy footed. I needed a drink. A hard drink. David threw the door open, he was beaten bloody. Not again. Those thugs down in Oldham I'm guessing. I told him not keep money on him and they'll leave him alone eventually but he was slow. A nice guy, a friend but slow. He thought he could talk them out of it like he was Melt'o'man or something. David and Melt'o'man are why I do what I do. Innocent people taking all the shit whilst Melt'o'man only shows up when something goes against what HE thinks is right and wrong. I try and stay quiet to let David rest but he noticed me. I could tell by his face that he had noticed my new battle wounds, they were hard to hide.'Not again David?' I said. * 
 
 Jessica spoke just as I did, we both gave a smirk, I was lucky to have her here. She never questioned me leaving at 2 in the morning, she helped me clean up my wounds when she thought I was being beaten up by street thugs. She just took my words as facts, she was a great friend. A little slow, but a great friend. We never spoke about the news or superheroes. We just talked shit. I needed that. That and a drink, a hard one. We never spoke about her dad. We just mutually knew. As she looked at me I thought about the Red Scorpion. Jessica and the her are the reason I do what I do. Innocent people taking all the shit whilst lunatics dress up in costumes think they can change it all by inventing their own rights and wrongs. She did n't deserve what was happening to her. I think it's time Melt'o'man made a house call but first, a drink. 
 
 *David was deep in thought as he looked at the bruise forming on my face. He thought it was my dad, truth is, it was once but I took those matters into my own hands a few years ago. It was n't long after that I had my first run in with Melt'o'man. I loved that David cared but knew we did n't need to talk about it. I could n't really tell you what we spoke about but it was never about superheroes or villians, we just talked. He was sweet. He did n't deserve what was happening to him. I think it was about time that the Red Scorpion made a visit to the streets of Oldham but first a drink. * 
 
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