Ok, I must say I've always loved Thunderstrike, and I've never accepted his death. Given that Marvel is not going to resuscitate him in the immediate future, I'm going to do it!
I do not own Thunderstrike or any other character that appear in my story. Marvel does.
THE RETURN OF THUNDERSTRIKE
Chapter 1 : An unexpected comeback
That evening, the New Avengers were oddly more relaxed than usual. Everyone was relaxed and at peace, and even Spider-Man complained that no one was telling him off for his jokes anymore. That one was welcomed with a laugh.
"What's going on, guys? We're all in hyperdrive here! What's going on?" wondered Ronin. Mockingbird rolled her eyes. "Why have you to spil everything? For a moment we're not fighting criminals or Osborn, we're not screaming at each other and even Mr. Straightface here" and she pointed to Cage, "is smiling, why aren't you just relaxing?" "Uhm, veteran Avenger-sense?" retorted Clint. Bucky suggested more seriously : "Maybe it's just the calm before the storm; maybe something is gonna happen!" Spider-Man at this started speaking frantically : "Dontsayitdontsaytdontsayit!! 'Cause every time we say it, something does happen!"
And it did : a knock at the door. The heroes went in no time in red alert-mode : they put on their masks and got up from the chairs and took a readying position. "Allright, what is up this time? HYDRA, Doctor Doom, Loki...?" said sarcastically Spider-Woman. As the leader, Ronin took a step forward. "Who's there?!" he thundered. A voice came from behind the door : "Hey, lower your guns, guys! I'm a friend!" Carefully, Bucky, balancing his shield on his left arm, stepped forwars, and suddenly opened the door. A guy fell to the floor; and Spider-Man was quick to block him with his webs. It was a normal guy, blond, around thirty-year old, with a cane. Miss Marvel lowered her head to speak to him, and Jessica Jones (guarding her child until then), snickered seeing the effect of this move on the man. "Would you tell me who are you and why are you here? And also if any friend of yours is outta here waiting?" demanded the blonde heroine. The accused gulped audibly (and this time everyone but Carol snickered, because they knew she was scary and hot at the same time) and answered : "I... er... my name's Masterson. I'm all alone, and I'm here because Strange told me I could find you here!" The Avengers were amazed at once. "Uhm, excuse me, pal, but why do you think we're gonna take your version for good? I don't see Houdini giving our adress to someone like you!" objected Parker. Ronin was even more amazed. "Wait a minute... Masterson, Masterson... the name's not new to me!" "Ooh-boy, at least someone with a bit of memory here! Of course you know my name, Hawkeye, or whatthedevilareyoucallingyourselfnow; we were both Avengers!" grumbled the guy. "An Avenger? Try a better one, mister!" replied sternly Cage. "I can demonstrate it, if you free me from this dumb spider-web!" said Masterson, trying fruitlessly to free himself. "Ouch! You're hurting my feelings!" joked Parker, but Carol merely shrugged and with some low-intensity blasts managed to free the man without killing him. Besides, he was alone, at their mercy, and something in him was telling them he was sincere. He rose on his feet, and took some steps away from them. "Ok, ladies and gentleman, prepare yourselves for an unique spectacle... homage from Eternal Asgard Inc.!!" He was still saying the last line when he struck the floor with his cane. What followed, was something like a thunderbolt hitting the house. Everyone istinctively closed eyes, but when they reopened them, they were dumbstruck.
The mere human was gone; at his place, there was a tall and broad bearded guy, with a suit similar to that of Thor, and with a mace in his left hand.
Barton was the first to regain some breath. "You're... Thunderstrike!"