Hi guy just wanted to tell you this is my first fan fic. Hope you enjoy it!

Updated: according to a few of my comments I decide to change this a bit.

Chapter 1

Museum heist

2072

Tracer jumped behind the table ducking from reaper death blossom. Landing near the two kids. She stared at her chronal accelerator. It was sparkling as fiercely as a flare. It looked like reaper had hit it. The chronal accelerator began to start to shake violently

Tracer: It's never done this before!

Seconds later something shot out the accelerator.

1917

Battle of the somme

Thomas was in a daze. The house was on fire. Gunshots everywhere. He took up a position near the window. Outside he saw the trenches the germans had made. The sound of the artillery was defining. All of the sudden the window exploded into a million pieces. Thomas lay on his back just in time to see a gas grenade fly through the window.

Thomas:GAS!

Reaching for the gas mask on his neck he stepped in on. Seconds later the grenade started to release green smoke. Thomas looked to his right to see a poor comrade choking on the gas and dropping to the floor. Looking out the shattered glass he saw 5 germans advancing on the house. Thomas reached for his pistol just in time as the door was kicked down. He emptied the clip on a poor german that came through the door. Looking for another clip and finding none he reached for a axe that was also half shovel. Thomas charger though the door knocking down a surprised german.

In thomas mind: If i'm dying might take some of them with me.

Thomas was about to finish the german on the floor before he disappeared in a blue light. Leaving the german on the floor very confused.

Museum

2072

The Chronal accelerator shot out something into the wall. A portal like thing appeared from the wall. Thomas appeared through the portal charging. He accidently hit widowmaker as she tried the reach for doomfist glove. Knocking widowmaker down. Thomas tried to apologize but it was muffled by the gas mask

What Thomas said : Whoops sorry missy… wait are you Amélie! Whow you have changed since I last saw you.

Thomas looked at the now unconscious widowmaker and scratched his head and realised he was back in 21th century at last. He looked around and saw a man in a dark hoodie pinning tracer down.

Thomas (muffled): wait are you Lena?! I've really found home again.

Seeing that the man meant harm. He looked in his bag and found a fully loaded colt. Taking of his mask so that he could speak properly.

Thomas:Put those guns or I will put some rounds into your face.

Tracer wondering who it was with that familiar voice poked her head over the table. She was amazed to see thomas with some sort of dirty uniform with a small cape flowing behind him

Tracer:THOMAS!? YOU'RE ALIVE!

Thomas ignoring tracer still aimed at reaper's head. Reaper dropped his shotgun. Thomas was not aware that reaper did not reload his guns.

Thomas: Thats it back away from the guns and put your hand behind your head.

A dark red mist surrounded reaper. Thomas raised an eyebrow wondering what was happening.

Tracer: RUN THOMAS!

Thomas not knowing what was happening but guessed it was bad. He leaped behind a tank on display. However one of reaper's death blossom rays caught him in the hip. The wound started to smoke. Luckily the wound had sealed on itself because of the heat of the bolt. Still it hurt a lot. Thomas went curled up from the pain. Forcing himself up he grabbed a frag grenade and was about to throw it at reapers but another bolt hit him and the frag landed in doomfist's gaunlet. Widowmaker woke up and jumped away from the explosion. All that was left of the gauntlet was just a finger. Reaper cursed. Grabbing widowmakers hand. Windowmaker used her grapling hook to fly out the ceiling. Tracer ran to see Thomas on the floor gasping for breath. Where reaper had hit was still smoking. Everything was going black for thomas. If he was going to die at least the pain would stop.

Tracer:Hold in there thomas. *reaches for the holophone* Mercy we…

Everything went black for thomas.

Prologue.

Slipstream

Lena was standing near the slipstream waiting for her co-pilot. Suddenly Thomas burst through the door in the control tower running to tracer.

Tracer: about time Thomas

Thomas: sorry, I got lost.

Thomas and tracer boarded the slipstream. A few minutes later they were arbonne.

Tracer: ready to make the jump!

End of chapter.