It was an ordinary day back at Watchpoint: Gibraltar. Zarya was lifting, Tracer was tracing, Reinhardt was hammering, Ana was sniping, and soldier 76 was….Soldiering?
They were all living out their normal lives. Tracer was zipping along a corridor because she didn't have anything to do. when all of a sudden she a gray, metallic figure made of steel. She wiped her goggles only to find that it was gone. "I must be seeing things." she shrugged and then went to go get a coffee. What she did not know is that the gray figure wasn't an illusion and was in fact real. And it was standing at the other end of the corridor when she left.
"So, where do you want to go today?" The Doctor asked. "Well, I was thinking, maybe we could visit the planet of the Ood." Clara replied. "The Ood are friendly, but it's too boring. I'm thinking something along the lines of adventure. Oh well, let's see where the TARDIS takes us. GERNIMOOO!"
"Has anyone seen McCree?" Tracer asks. "Nope." Soldier 76 replies while doing pushups. "Not a clue" Reinhardt replies while sipping on his coffee. "Must still be napping in his bed." Mercy replies. "He wasn't in his nook." Tracer replied to all of them. "Well if he's in trouble he can always use his -doing McCree impression- Its high noon." Genji replied. "Ok!" Tracer confirmed. "Well i'm going to go look for him if you don't mind." Then Tracer zipped out of the room
"Where have we landed, Doctor?" Clara asked. "Well according to The TARDIS' readings, we are on a 2076 earth." The Doctor replied. Clara peeked outside the box and out of the basement door. "The future looks awesome!" Clara exclaimed. "Oh it is, but you don't know about the wars they've seen. The war against man and AI."
They headed outside the basement, onto Watchpoint Gibraltar. "Hmmm… It seems here that we are at Watchpoint: Gibraltar, Main base of communications for a task force called Overwatch." "Whatever happened to UNIT?" Clara asks. "They disbanded and their superiors created this task force."
-"McCree? McCree? You round here, love?" Tracer walked into the basement only to find a blue box. "McCree, Ya in here?" "Oi, it's best you don't touch don't touch that." Clara suggested. "Who are you?" Tracer asked. "I am The Doctor. And you, and your friends are in big, big trouble"