Thundra

Femizon warrior for the United Sisterhood Republic. This is not my time, but I will do what I can, and take out who I must to protect my future. Show me your strongest man, and I will show you how easy he breaks. Stats: 7'2" I 24 Years Old I Super Human Strength and Endurance I Trained in Armed and Unarmed Combat

[thundra-usr-blog]

College AU

Name: Thundra or “T”

Age: 21

Year: Fourth

Major: Combat Systems Engineering

Summary: T is a senior, a sorority sister, and a boxer. She came to New York for college after graduating from military school with honors, and at the urging of her mother. She’s had a thriving life on campus, managing to find a community and family among the other women of her sorority. She is a protective and caring sister. T is also in training to be a professional boxer, something she fell into after too many fist fights on campus. She’s a tough girl who always feels like she has something prove, considering her field of study and her main interests are viewed as traditionally male oriented. 

[clintbart0ns-deactivated2016011]

“So a Earth, got it.” Clint nodded slightly, he always liked to act dumb but honestly? He was just as smart as those guys in the science teams in the Tower. “So what’s brought you to this earth?” Clint and aliens didn’t do well, but this seemed to be going okay so far. 

[thundra-usr-blog]

“A technical malfunction.” She answered simply. She wasn’t dumb, but she wasn’t trained in technology. The men who had built the device that had brought her here had knowledge far beyond her own, she didn’t know where to even start to try and fix it. “This wasn’t my desired destination, but here I am.”

[diamondfrost]

“When diamonds are your everyday, some things just seem rather lesser in comparison.” Emma smirked, “Besides, there are very few things that look quite as gorgeous as I do when the light hits. Sets my standards quite high.” That and her breeding, but that was beside the point. 

“I am called the White Queen. And you are?” 

[thundra-usr-blog]

All Thundra could do was nod as the woman spoke. She could understand it, relate to it almost, in a very basic way. “It is truly an impressive sight.” She was still taken back by it all, but intrigued by the way this woman presented herself. Her title only added to that. “I am called Thundra. I’m interested to know how one earns such a title as ‘White Queen’.”

[xhydraviper-blog]

american aristocracy | viper & ---

[xhydraviper-blog]

Viper regarded the other woman coolly, silently assessing the other woman’s figure. She was clearly the muscle in Anastasia’s little organization, but if he sent the woman here in his place, she must have been at least a little intelligent. Verdant lips curling into a sneer, the terrorist sat back down, crossing one leg over the other. 

“I didn’t think Albert was the sort of man to send a woman to do his work,” she purred. The man was rather behind on the times, but then Viper was used to bigots in her line of work. Every career field had glass ceilings women needed to shatter, even villainy. “How can I even be sure you work for him? For all I know, you could be a government agent.”

Force the other woman to prove herself, that would keep her in her position of power – and Viper was not used to being in any other position, not anymore. She was curious to see how this woman handled her questions. Bodyguards tended to flounder, but something in the expression of her eyes told Viper that the woman was something more.

[thundra-usr-blog]

Thundra kept her eyes on the woman, noting and observing every movement. She gave a cool chuckle at her comment. She understood that, Albert Anastasia was a classic case of male egotism, reminding her that it apparently existed on all earths. 

She raised an eyebrow at the woman’s question. A test. She could only imagine what someone like this would have in store for her, but Thundra had no choice. In order to make it in this world, to achieve what she needed, she had to play their games. “All I have is my word, but you know that.” She noted. “And a gift.”

She didn’t falter easily, and as she placed the envelope that Anastasia had given her as a sign of good faith, she hoped the other woman recognized that. Whatever it was she needed from her, she would do it. If there was anything Thundra considered herself good at, it was proving herself and her worth.

[anavengerxsortofx-blog]

“Oh!” Kate grinned, “They teach boxing, self defense, some martial arts though I would recommend going to an actual dojo for that. All of them are pretty great. I do archery as well but not here. There isn’t a class for that here.” Plus she is working with Clint on that along with fighting alongside the Young Avengers so there doesn’t need to be in a class for archery anymore.

[thundra-usr-blog]

Thundra nodded at the girls excited list. None of that particularly caught her attention, but it was still fascinating. Perhaps boxing would suit her. “You’re an archer?” She questioned. “Without a class, are you self taught?”

[pietrosilverr-hero-deactivated2]

Billy nodded in understanding. It wasn’t like he was immune to spacing out while looking somewhere. As far as he was concerned anyone who said that didn’t happen to them from time to time was either remarkably and inhumanly well focused … or they were just lying. “I get that.” He said finally. “Something on your mind?” He asked curiously. He might as well be polite and engage her now that he had already said she was staring at him.

[thundra-usr-blog]

Thundra’s initial reaction was frustration, she didn’t want to be bothered. But seeing the boy in front of her, his embarrassment and polite attempt to make up whatever offensive he thought he’d made, softened her. “Yes.” She answered quietly, honestly. “A lot of things, really.”

[clobberingthing-blog]

He let out a rough, deep-rooted chuckle and only shook his head. “More like I took cosmic radiation to the heart.” He replied back slyly, still chuckling while trying to size the woman before him up and down, taking in the mere sight of her. She certainly was someone who could turn heads with just simply walking by, and Ben was frankly amazed by the sheer height and girth she held, though, he wasn’t betting on saying anything more about it as to not offend her.

“Thundra?” Ben couldn’t believe that was her name, like it was a reflection of who she was meant to be. It packed a punch and could potentially send fear quivering into any man. Fortunately, Ben was not just any old average man, and he felt almost built to be this woman’s friend, as if they were fated to meet. “It is a pleasure, Thundra.”

His smile widened as he held out a hand to shake hers, seeing how big she really was in comparison. His eyes glanced around at the men and he nodded. “I see that. Glad you know how to take care of yourself.” It was almost a proud moment, though he didn’t know the woman at all. “I thought there was going to be much more of a fight when I stopped by, but it seems you definitely had everything under control.” He paused for a moment. “Were these guys trying to attack you?”

[thundra-usr-blog]

Her brow furrowed as she questioned, “Cosmic radiation?”. She matched his chuckled, fist unclenching. That explained it, though how he was exposed to such a thing was a mystery. One that didn’t necessarily need to be solved right now, but it did intrigue her. Who was this person? “It seems to have done you good, Ben Grimm.”

She nodded once, smiling as she reached out to take his hand. It was a solid grip, one she could match without hesitation. Even with his imposing figure, his strength surprised her again. She was almost elated to have found another person that matched her, both in size and force, even if it was a man. “The pleasure is mine.” 

She chuckled again, following his gaze around. “It’s what I was born to do. Fight and protect.” She tilted her head, her gaze narrowing slightly. Not in suspicion or intimidation, but in observation. Fascination. The pieces of this person were slowly falling into place. He was looking for a fight, though wether to intervene or join in, she wasn’t sure. Though she was betting on intervene, based on the soft way he seemed to speak. “Trying.” She agreed, relaxing again. “We had some unfinished business. They overestimated themselves.” She explained simply. “Do you patrol the streets for fights often?”

[clobberingthing-blog]

“What’s going on here?” Ben grunted at the entrance of the alleyway, his shadow peering in as he stood his full height while staring at the woman in the midst of thrown around men. There wasn’t an easy way to judge any sort of situation like this, and the Thing could only begin to make assumptions about who was on what side, and how the fight went down. It was clear however, that the woman still standing had held her ground strongly enough.

As he approached, taking a few large steps in her direction, it became obvious how she had done it. Standing taller than any woman he had met to date, she was fit to be a warrior, and Ben’s eyes widened. “Holy…shit.” He nearly whimpered quietly as if he were expecting an entirely different scene when he heard the fight from a block away. 

He only stared still, his mouth held slightly agape before he uttered, “You must have really taken that ‘milk makes you grow big and strong’ thing to heart, huh?” There was nothing else he could say in his gruff gravel voice to the large powerful looking woman, who, as it seemed, just took down four mean all by herself as if it were nothing. It was incredible to Ben to see such an amazon in the flesh. “I’m Ben Grimm, and I guess I should ask you the same.”

[thundra-usr-blog]

Thundra didn’t know how to react, didn’t know even how to process seeing the man in front of her. He was a man, of that she was certain. The way he spoke, the way he moved, despite his appearance. As he approached, Thundra stepped out of her readied stance, hands lowering, though she kept her fists clenched. But his, albeit crude, exclamation eased her slightly. 

She never imagined such a person being on this earth, or any other for that matter. Her eyes scanned him, sizing him up as she did everyone else, though she had to admit there was more curiosity than with most she’d met. He was encased in stone, or was he made of it? A single eyebrow quirked up, with a corner of her lips, at his question. “I can see you did the same.” She commented.

“Ben Grimm.” She repeated to herself, giving him a nod. “I am Thundra.” She glanced past him towards the mouth of the alley, were there more of him? He seemed to be alone. She thought back to his question, the initial one she’d almost missed due to her awestruck state, of which she was almost embarrassed. “The situation is under control.” She motioned to the men at their feet, though she wasn’t sure where Ben Grimm’s concern stemmed from, where his loyalties lied.

[clintbart0ns-deactivated2016011]

“Plain next to yours if you ask me.” Clint laughed slightly, he was so used to being the ordinary guy on his team, it didn’t bother him but it did mean that he had to keep on top of things. “So I’m gonna go ahead and guess that Earth isn’t your native planet. Am I right?” 

[thundra-usr-blog]

“I think that may be a matter of perspective.” Thundra smiled, her head tilting as she continued to observe the way he spoke, held himself. “No, actually.” She corrected. “Earth is my home. Just not this Earth.”

[diamondfrost]

“It really doesn’t.” A quick calculation- the woman in front of her looked muscular, looked like a physical fighter. Better to hold the telepathy and mental powers in reserve, then. Which left the other in order to make an impression.

Emma went to diamond as she spoke, examining her nails in mock boredom as the stone took over her body. As it completed, she looked back at the other woman, entirely unimpressed. “Mine is the only one that matters, you see.” 

[thundra-usr-blog]

Thundra wasn’t sure how to react to the woman in front of her. Her tone and the way she held herself, she was confident, but there was something else there. Something that said she had a right to be.

As she turned to diamond in front of her, playing it off as if it was nothing, Thundra’s eyes widened in surprise. This world was full of surprises. “I do see.” She agreed softly. “I can also see why it might take more to impress you, with an ability like that.”

[thundra-usr-blog]

Thundra lifted the man above her head and easily launched him at two of his comrades. She watched as they toppled like bowling pins, moaning and groaning as if they were children. She was tired of this fight before it even started. 

Another man came at her and as soon as her fist connected with his chest, his back connected with the wall of the alley. Back alley brawls, this is what she’d been forced to stoop to. Taking on petty criminals, men who wore masks to make them seem tough. Or heroes who took her and her team down. The Frightful Four, she scoffed to herself as she kicked another of the men down. They were powerful enough, sure, but she was starting to doubt how useful to her objective they actually were.

How useful was any of this really? She sighed, looking around at the men at her feet. She was overcome for a brief moment with sadness. What had happened to her world? What if she was too late? Or what if she couldn’t do anything? The loud sound of footsteps startled her, and she quickly looked to the mouth of the alley with raised fists, momentarily taken aback by the sight in front of her. “Who are you?”

@clobberingthing

[pietrosilverr-hero-deactivated2]

Billy blinked in surprise. “Oh… I’m sorry about that.” He said, momentarily taken aback. “I thought you were.” He ducked his head, looking just a little embarrassed.

[thundra-usr-blog]

Thundra watched him with slight confusion. “It’s fine.” She attempted to reassure him. “An honest mistake I’m sure. I was looking in that general direction.” 

[vxlkxrie-blog]

The way the blonde presented herself intrigued Brunnhilde. It was clear that the other woman was not from this realm either. Though she could not recognize the blonde as an Asgardian, the fact that Brunnhilde was not alone in her endeavors offered a small comfort. “All is forgiven, young one,” She offered the girl a smile. “In this realm, one cannot help but make the occasional mistake.”

[thundra-usr-blog]

“So you’re not from here either.” Thundra couldn’t help her excitement, or relief at the possibility. The possibility that her suspicion was correct, and there were other like her, trapped in this dimension. The fact that it was another woman like herself, only made it that much more of a comfort to the girl. “This earth, I mean. Where are you from?” She didn’t recognize the woman, she didn’t think she was a Femizon. But there was still a small sliver of hope there.

[anavengerxsortofx-blog]

“That I figured” Kate told her, feeling a small need to reassure the woman. Which is slightly crazy cause Thundra was over a foot taller than her but that was a small detail. “You will find a place to train” She assured the woman, “Though I think you won’t be… Challenged here.” She frowned a bit, wondering where Thundra could train. Like seriously trained. “I do classes here. Those are pretty good.” 

[thundra-usr-blog]

Thundra smiled, nodding to Kate. She appreciated the reassuring words she offered, especially since she had no obligation to give them. It reaffirmed her suspicion that this girls was, in fact, genuinely nice. “Classes?” She asked, looking around curiously, as if something around her would explain that. “What do they teach here?”

[diamondfrost]

Her laugh was mocking, “A lifetime of experience sets a precedence.” She tilted her head invitingly, smile glittering in challenge. “Besides, I’m worth impressing.” 

[thundra-usr-blog]

“I suppose it does.” Thundra nodded, in agreement, maintaining caution as she spoke. “That remains to be seen.”

[xhydraviper-blog]

american aristocracy | viper & ---

According to her assistant, she had a meeting with the head of a mob family scheduled, and so 7:45 in the evening found the HYDRA leader seated alone at a fine restaurant, dressed in complete uniform - kevlar body suit and a trench coat left just unbuttoned enough to show the clear outline of a shoulder holster and gun…just to make it clear exactly who held the power in the forthcoming conversation. The emerald haired woman’s posture, from the artful lean to the lazy, civil smile, all suggested royalty. After all, she had been raised as a socialite once, and in America the spoilt children of wealthy businessmen were the closest the country had to aristocracy.

The jade eyed woman hoped the meeting would prove fruitful; Viper desired to move certain…assets around. Of course, Mister - what was it again? She glanced at her phone and quietly repeated Albert Anastasia to herself - was not the one who would be transporting said assets. No, he would be transferring a red herring. A perfect distraction allowing the terrorist to take care of her private matters - and if Mr. Anastasia was caught, all the better: the heroes and SHIELD would become complacent, believing themselves to have bested her, while she took over the Anastasia syndicate.

At precisely 7:50, a figure approached her table, one who was decidedly not the Italian mob boss she was scheduled to meet. Smoothly, she stood, tilting her head with a curious look.

“You are not here for a business deal.”

[thundra-usr-blog]

Thundra walked towards the restaurant, chin held high. Security. That’s what she was now. Muscles for higher for a mob boss. A family of criminals that ran parts of the city, that’s how it was explained to her. Being a criminal in this city apparently meant answering to them from time to time, proving your worth to these families of power. Thundra did not have to try hard to prove her worth, but she did need to convince them of her loyalty.

As she entered the restaurant, she was led to the table where a green haired woman sat. Thundra held herself as she always had, like a soldier. At least this felt familiar. At least this, unlike the other work she’d done for her team as of late, utilized more of her training than throwing cars and breaking vaults. 

“I am and I am not.” Thundra answered the woman, sizing her up as she did any potential opponent. “I’m here as an...ambassador.” More like a show of power, but Thundra assumed she didn’t need to say that for the woman to understand.

[megatrip]

WITNESS THE DREADED THUNDRA-THROW!!