In pursuit of the authorities, Thunder eventually wound up at the docks, the police responding to an aquatic monster that had come up out of the ocean and was inciting chaos. He wasn’t sure what the monster had done, if anything, but the question of how to respond seemed to be answered for him when Young Justice arrived on the scene. The monster immediately went on the offensive, attacking their transport.

Thunder hovers in the air, watching as one of apparently three of the same hero lunged at the monster in an attempt to subdue it. He’s quickly swatted away, sent falling towards the shallow water of the ocean below.

“That’s gotta hurt.” He winces, watching as the team falls back to assess a plan of attack. He knows he should show himself, join Young Justice and help come up with a plan. He’s got the Wisdom of Solomon behind him; he can see a dozen different ways to take this creature down with the aid of heroes such as them.

But a part of him, probably Achilles or Hercules whispering in his ear, tell him that it’d be much more impressive to take on the monster single-handedly, and win. He opts to listen to them, at least for the time being.

After all, he’s not really a member of Young Justice yet, is he?

He dives down through the air, picking up enough that he’s coming at the she-beast sideways. Whatever it is she’s capable of, he knows she’s fast because she sees him coming before he gets to her. Still, she isn’t quick enough to stop him.

He gets her with a right hook, skidding to a stop along the worn wood of the dock. He brings his arm back and catches her with an elbow under the jaw. He adjusts, stepping back away from her, bring his right arm down and slugging her in the gut once, twice, three times, though the third time is when his fist is caught. He tries to come back with a punch from his left, but she catches that. She’s strong, too, not just fast, has him backing down as she pushes him to his knees. With her looming over him, his eyes not seeing much before her snarling face and the clouds above, he gets an idea.

He lets her overpower him, pressing more and more into his space so that she’s practically right over him.

[i]Exactly where he wants her, [b]“CAPTAIN MARVEL!”[/b][/i]

The area around the two explodes. Thunder is thrown from the blast, sent rolling and smoking but still his heroic self; the villain of the week was kind enough to play interference for him.

He comes to a stop at feet of the Young Justice team assembled, though he doesn’t pay them much mind at first. He’s too invested in seeing if his gambit paid off.

She’s still there, against all odds, on her knees and herself smoking a bit from taking a direct hit. In front of her is a hole in the dock, no doubt from where the lightning touched down. Thunder watches as the monster picks her head up, though, growling at him and the other heroes assembled, slowly, staggeringly, rinsing to her feet again, no worse for wear and ready to fight. Apparently she’s a bit tougher than he had anticipated.

“Oh, come on…” [i]Maybe having a team would pay off in this situation.[/i]