Nothing, love.

“Nothing, love, was just thinking about how to attack him.” Tracer said, it was either begging Mercy to satisfy her later, who was definitely not the worst person to have intercourse with, or give up on finding Winston.

“Okay, let’s do this.” She shouted and accelerated. The Bastion unit changed his target towards the blue flash that was Tracer. It felt good to finally use her powers freely again, not in service of some undead bad guy. She zipped around, the distance between her and the omnic growing ever shorter.

And then the robot managed to hit her. A bullet flew through her right leg, causing Tracer to stumble and then fall. “Ouch.” A quick look up confirmed that the Bastion unit was still aiming at her.

But something caused him to halt in his fire. Tracer had no time to think about that weird predicament, a green laser connected to her as Mercy did her miracle work. “Thank you.” Tracer shouted and started accelerating again. The Bastion unit had not been ready for this turn of event and couldn’t stop as Tracer appeared again behind it.

“Cheers love.” Tracer said and put a hand on the turret. “I won’t do anything to you so would you please just leave?” The omnic beeped a few times and Tracer hoped that he did understand him as he changed forms.

He didn’t change into his recon form however, instead Tracer found herself on the bad end of tank. The tank fired, the shell flowing towards Tracer, who quickly rewound time. The explosion hit a nearby tree instead, splinters of wood flying all over the place, leaving a smouldering trunk. Tracer was hit by a few of the splinters, one of them hitting her on the head and her world went dark.