Prologue

Now I bet your wondering two things. What are my powers and how did I get them. Well it all started about 15 years ago.

15 Years in the past

A lone 7 year old kid walks the streets of Russia hungry, cold, alone wondering why his world crumbled around him so quickly.

My name is Andre Williams. Although I can't remember most of my childhood I can tell you some. My story starts with a terrible moment in my life, as we lived in poverty we didn't have much protection against any Omnics let alone common thugs. As a kid I watched my Father die to an a mugger while defending my mother and me. 2 Years later when I was 9 my mother got sick. I stayed by her side up until her last breath. I was found near death from sickness, starvation and, dehydration until some passersby found me. A little girl with purple hair was all I remember. Afterwards I was sent to an orphanage. Everyone who worked there were kind protective but the way every kid looked and acted it was almost….mechanical. The way they acted the passion in a kids eye, the drive to do something amazing, all gone. These kid has seem some shit but I didn't want to get on their bad so I stayed silent about it.

During my time I met a few kids who I really don't remember but as I now that as I look back on it now I would call them friends. These kids still had passion in their eyes. They taught me everything they knew about living on the streets. From pick pocketing to wielding daggers to escaping the worst of situations unnoticed. We did this up until I was 11. And then we made a decision that would lead to our destruction. We messed with Talon.

Late at night we snuck out like usual. Just some easy pick pocketing. We should have been in and out. But of course when a couple of men and suits came we couldn't resist. This was going to be our best chance in a long time. Of course it was easy, they didn't pay attention to us "street urchins" as they called us. It was until one of them got smart. "Those kids just stole from us!" he yelled. They all immediately turned towards us. We knew it was time to run. We dashed out of the alley way through the street. As we came to an intersection we split up each having multiple of these suits chasing us.

I ran as fast as my legs could carry me, easily out running the suits but to make sure I threw down trashcans and boxes in my path. As I rounded the corner thinking I was scot-free I ran into what seemed to feel like a brick wall. As I got up and dusted myself off I noticed it was a big man about 6 and a half feet. He was definitely Russian, had long red hair, one robotic hand. His hand clicked and whirred as he pointed at me. "This one" he rumbled out. I was confused but I didn't have any time to ask as a received a thick blow to my skull. Everything went black.

When I woke up I was in a large machine with see through glass. I looked up to see what looked to be what any kid would think to be a laser gun. And sadly I was right. As I looked outside my eyes met with the man with the robotic arm. He stared at me for a few moments before finally smiling. Creepily. He walked over to me hands in his pockets, as he finally reached me he put his hands on the glass. "Don't worry kid, when this is all over you'll never have to go back to the streets again. You'll be smart enough to calculate anything and with your physical ability you can be a great soldier". Of course that idea appealed to me but with these guys, well I had a hunch this wouldn't end to well. I looked to my right to see my friends trapped in these machines just like I was, I touched the glass ready to call out to them but a shock sent me to the floor howling in pain. I rolled over on my stomach, I had a massive headache I started to remember things I had had never seen, let alone been there to watch them. Another zap hit me. I almost lost consciousness as I leaned against the glass wall.

The man with the robot hand walked closer once again. My vision was blurry, my ears were ringing my legs felt like jelly so anything he said I had no intention of paying attention to. I had more problems in my own body. He gave me a slight frown his words gargled basically falling on deaf ears. The few words I heard sounded like "up the power". I would find out I was soon correct. Another shock more powerful then the last, I felt my body go limp a heart contracting painfully, blood slowly started to seep out my mouth. I saw him mouth the words up, I knew this one would probably kill me so I closed my eyes and waited. But it never came. I could hear the machine whirring louder than ever then it was even though it was gargled. Cracks in the glass began to form a blinding light formed and everything went white. When I came to my body was blue, translucent and everything that was around me was a bunch of numbers. Every second I sat trying to figure out what was happening I felt I was learning something. People from different time lines, how wars were one, technology advancements and more. Slowly as I learned more I began to realize something, I had become data…

Back at the lab….

As the smoke cleared from the machine Andre's crumpled body laid on the floor of the broken machine. The man with the robotic hand stood there unfazed by the explosion while all other scientist came cowering from their cover. He walked forward and grabbed what he assumed to be Andre's dead body. Slumping him over his shoulder and bringing him to a cryogenic chamber to preserve the body for further test. The man looked over his shoulder to one of the scientist dusting himself off. "Explain what happened" he said bluntly almost like he didn't care. The scientist meekly replied " I-it seems we over worked the machine, I could probably have it fixed in a two months or s-" he was quickly cut off by a bullet entering his skull. Scientist's body went limp as others retched or recoiled in disgust. "You will have it done in 15 days or you all will share the same fate do I make myself clear?" his voice clearly commanding striking fear into them easily. Few nodded others were cowering. the man smirked placed his hands in his pockets and began to walk out. Two men with briefcases followed him as the door slammed shut the scientist began to crowd around their colleagues body…..

Back in the Cybernet

I was terrified. I could hear the voices of multiple people talking at once. Some sounded like somebody trying to sell something others sounded like murders, information was being spouted in all parts of my head until eventually it all went silent. I floated around until I reached what looked like window to the outside world. I was looking through a security camera. The same factory I was in before the explosion. I saw my body in some fridge connected to a cord. I could get back! I could escape. I dashed through the lines of code as fast as I could, once I got to the plug I noticed something that I would have known before. The way my body was looking into it through the machine it was connected to every nerve in my body had been destroyed. Every stem or part of my brain had be fried. Basically my mind may have escaped but my body died in the explosion. I sat in disbelief, sadness, fear and anger. Was I going to be here my whole life, alone, with only ads and the news to talk to? And then it hit me. if I couldn't get in my own body I was going to make it. And I had the best inventors work in my head and at my disposal to do it.

I zipped down multiple lines of code, terminals, security cameras, an Omnics eye, and a few computers until I reached an old abandon factory that was up for sell. I immediately went to work find multiple steel rods, computers, and parts but it was nowhere near enough. I had to get more parts. Using the power of the Cybernet I was able to easily create multiple extension on websites and ads. Eventually reaching enough money to buy the factory and start multiple search engines. I was easily able to be sponsored and buy the factory 8 years later I had a monopoly on search engines and steel factories in Russia. At this point I had learned so much that it was easy to keep it. Eventually I could start my project on creating me a body. 3 Years and 16 prototypes destroyed, broken, or missing later I had created a near perfect body. It represented the human body perfectly. It didn't run on batteries or solar energy it ran on food and water like a normal human.

Now you've waited long enough here are "my" powers. I'd like to call my first ability data shift. Basically my body can disperse into data outside of the Cybernet but only up to a maximum of 6 meter in any direction but if near a machine I can data shift into it and come out of another machine . I can disguise as any person or Omnic I come across after seeing them once. Along with that ability I can scan people to learn exactly who they are. Of course I decided to add weapons just in case Talon ever found out that their super soldier wasn't dead. A revolver, a sniper rifle and two daggers that look exactly from the ones from my childhood except you know METAL and not just a sharpened piece of wood. Of course I can materialize a lot more weapons but those three I'm the most comfortable with. My last few abilities being I'm a living calculator. Being a part of the Cybernet for so long reduced my reaction time to basically nothing. I can calculate exactly where a bullet will hit 250 feet away after only looking for less than half a second and that's in a storm. Of course being a now 22 year old dude I wanted to look normal after all these years so after doing some artwork and math I was able to do one of my disguises look exactly like I would have looked like in this age and it wasn't that bad. 6 feet black male, short hair dark brown eyes and a nicely sized beard. But in my robot form I looked like a lanky robot with baggy pants, a long purple cape and a visor with a long slit across it. (Imagine Ana shrike skin with a Soldier 76 visor) But now it was time for revenge.

The Present

I Spent four years studying every pattern, the men who were in charge, the workers, their passwords, their guards movements, everything. My plans we already falling into place when one grunt walked into the alley way with his flashlight out. I quickly shifted behind him grabbing his head. He struggled grabbing my arms as I just quickly broke his neck. His body slumped over as I scanned him quickly becoming him. I grabbed his identification. I walked in, nobody suspected me as I walked to the back room. I walked toward one of the fuel cells and placed my new invention, The Ignite, on top of it. Basically a bomb that's absorbs all flammable material the instead of exploding starts a larger controlled fire that goes for anything electrical except for me. I set 3 on the biggest fuel cells I could find. As the scientist walked out like he normally does on his lunch break I immediately sunk my dagger in the back of his neck killing him instantly as I became him before he hit the ground. Taking his access cared I barged into the room where I was put when I was captured. Anger swelled in me but I couldn't risk my mission. Everyone was in position anyway as I press the buttons on the computer in my arm and the factory shook.

Fire overtook the factory exits being blocked from the flames, gears and shrapnel falling impaling and crushing people while other tried to flee but quickly realized they were trapped. In the carnage I walked straight to the man in charge. Kristopher Zarchinov. I picked him up by throat with ease and held him there. "Now I'm going to need you to answer a few questions for me" I calmly stated, my robotic voice having almost an echo " 15 years ago a man with a robotic hand captured 5 kids and one was killed in the explosion of the project. What was his name" I Yelled the last words as I slammed him against the burning metal. " I-I don't know I prom-" He was cut off by a punch to the stomach. "I've seen you talking to him, making deals on finishing this project for the past four years." I scowled reeling my fist back as the factory began to collapses around us. We had about 58 seconds till we were crushed. "Vlad! Vladimir McQuad!" I smirked as I dropped him to the floor I had finally figured out the man who did this to me. As the scientist fell to his feet he sprinted towards the exit but turned right before leaving "Who are you?". Well I never thought about it but I was running out of time. "Tell your higher ups my name is Glitch". The answer must have been good enough as he turned on his heels and ran. I immediately ran to the terminal deleting as much of this horrid project as possible before data shifting into the terminal and out through a nearby security camera. I could hear the sirens coming and approaching fast I had already been seen by the camera but I had bigger fish to fry. I disguised as a passerby as I walked away from the scene I had just caused. The man with a robotic hand " Vladimir McQuad" he was the man that did this to me and I was going to make sure he die by my hand at any cost.

This being my first ever fan fiction I'd appreciate it you guys lefts a few reviews on what I could do better. Also how would you guys like Andre to meet Overwatch. But until the Next chapter I'm out!