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Week 7: I Can Change Everything

Prompt:
Imagine you have been transported to the worst book/story/play ever. Your task is to save the story from itself.

"Evacuate the city. Engage all defences. And-"
"Wait!!!"

The people in the room turned, shocked, and found themselves staring at the anxious face of a teenage girl. No more than 15, she had short black hair and dark green eyes, which made for a striking combination. Her skin was pale, her features delicate, and her face was alight with determination.

"Who are you?" T'Challa said angrily as Okoye raised her spear behind him. The other Avengers assumed similar defensive stances. Shuri reaches silently for her blasters. The girl's eyes flicked to her.
"What are you doing? Keep going!" Shuri stared at her in shock. "Look. I don't have much time. Where's Thor?"
Natasha glared dangerously at the girl. "How did you get in here? Who are you? Why do you want Thor?"
The girl stared back at her. "Please. Where is he? I don't have much time."
"What do you mean?" Wanda asked quietly.

The girl turned around to her, her face full of excitement, determination, fear and relief. "I know what happens in this battle. I know the consequences of it, I know what happens next, who dies, who lives, everything."
"How can you know that?"
"I'm Noelle. I come from a different universe, one where your universe is simply fantasy. But the thing about our universe is that we have the ability to move between universes. We call it hopping. I can't tell you everything that happens, or I'll break the walls of your world and it will collapse in on itself, but I can give hints, advice, that will help you."

Wanda stared at her, eyes wide. "That's- That's not possible."
Noelle's eyes bore into hers openly. "Please. I have a chance to change everything. Let me help you. Where is Thor?"

"We haven't seen Thor for months. He hasn't visited here in a while. Not since Ultron." Natasha answered.
Noelle frowned, and then her face cleared. "Shoot. He hasn't arrived yet. How can I..." She took a moment to think, and then looked frantically around. "Steve! Steve Rogers!"

Steve looked confused. "Yes?"
"When you next see Thor, I need you to tell him something."
"Okay, what?"
"I need you to tell him to go for the head."
"Go for the head? What do you mean?"
Noelle's form began to shimmer. "I don't have much time. Tell him he'll know when, but he has to. It will be the difference between winning and losing. And-" Her voice began to crackle and jolt, almost like static. "You can put the mind stone back afterwards, Wanda. Don't worry. And tell Peter Quill- to return the soul stone- To Vor- Mir-"

Her form shimmered. Then she was gone.

"What was that about?" Natasha asked in the silence that followed Noelle's sudden departure. No one answered. T'Challa eventually spoke. "You heard the girl. Steve, when you next see Thor, don't forget. It's obviously important."
"But should we trust her?" Natasha frowned.
"It can't hurt to do as she says. Nothing bad could come of it as far as I can tell. And maybe she's telling the truth, and this could be the difference between winning and losing. In the mean time, let us depart. But first-" He cast a glance at Steve. "Someone get this man a shield."

Thor slammed down on the ground next to Steve, and he rolled over, standing up. "New haircut?"
"I see you've copied my beard." Thor replied, gesturing to his own."
Steve nodded, and suddenly remembered the words he had been told to say to Thor. "Thor?"
"Yes, my friend?"
"We received some... well, some advice for you before the battle started. When the time comes, go for the head."
Thor frowned. "Go for the head? What is that supposed to mean?"
Steve shrugged. "I don't know either," he replied, "but we were told it was the difference between winning and losing."
Thor frowned, but nodded. "Good luck in the battle."
"You too."