Disclaimer I don't own Heroes of the Storm or any character from the game, they are owned by Blizzard entertainment.
In this story all heroes in HotS have a lot of their memory taken from them, to avoid fights in the teams and to ban overly powerful skills from. Additionally they have their ability to feel taken from them to make them respawnable.
Sylvanas fired a shot into a guard that was further away and threw her dagger at the one closest to her. Only five more and the Punisher would arrive. The poison of her dagger took out two more as she sent her banshees over to the shrine where the Punisher would appear. Standing next to the shrine Sylvanas hoped that she would be fast enough before the opposing Dehaka would respawn and get her. Just 55 seconds ago the teamfight had started with his death. After that both teams lost all their members to each other or to the guards that spawned all around them. Sylvanas herself had been told to take camps to push in multiple lanes at once. When she had arrived at the altar the only survivor was the opposing Lt. Morales trying to kill enough guards before the teams respawned. Morales hadn't noticed that Sylvanas hadn't been in the teamfight. When she noticed her mistake it was already too late to run. Sylvanas noticed Dehaka unburrowing nearby as she killed the last guard. The portal opened next to her. Exhausted Sylvanas activated her hearthstone only to get hit by Dehaka's isolation. Blinded Sylvanas fell into the portal behind her. Then she fell unconscious.
Sylvanas woke up lying in a grass field close to a small stream surrounded by trees. Looking around the first thing she noticed was that the fog of war which had accompanied her all of her life was missing, letting her see a huge area. Next she noticed that she had no map of the area, making her wonder where she was. Checking her inventory she was relieved to see that she still had her weapons with her. Looking upwards she noticed that the sun was already setting. Then she noticed a small bird flying over her. It left a white trail behind and flew at a slow and steady pace. To let off some steam Sylvanas took aim and shot an arrow at it. But somehow sylvanas managed to miss the slow thing. Taking a closer look the bird seemed like it was far away, to far to hit with an arrow. It was higher in the air than anything she had ever seen. "I should find out where I am" Sylvanas mumbled to herself while she got up. But she immediately fell down again feeling a ripping pain in her left leg. Collapsing on the floor again Sylvanas tried to remember the last time she had felt pain or anything for that matter. Now that she thought about it, she noticed that she felt the wind on her skin and the grass tickling her legs. Suddenly Sylvanas heard a loud grumbling. Surprised by the noise she looked around searching for the source of it, only to find out that she was hungry. 'Great did this place make me mortal again' Sylvanas thought to herself. Looking at her leg again it seemed a little deformed. 'Even better I'm mortal again with a broken leg in the middle of nowhere' Sylvanas wasn't in a great mood and the hunger didn't help either. "Hey do you need help?" she heard from behind. Letting out a growl Sylvanas turned around as well as she could, only to see a man standing around 50 meters away from her. "Leave me alone" she said while throwing her dagger at him. The man barely avoided the dagger and backed off immediately. The dagger flew back to Sylvanas and she was relieved to know that at least her skills weren't removed when she got to this dimension. Maybe she could use her haunting wave to get to the water, now that she thought about it she was really thirsty. The banshees she sent out almost immediately vanished in the sunlight even though it was fading slowly. Once Sylvanas calmed down a little she started to feel tired. To her it seemed as if all the sleep that she hadn't gotten since she turned undead. As the light faded out Sylvanas couldn't keep her eyes open and slowly fell to sleep. Almost asleep she felt that she was picked up by someone, but not even able to open her eyes she didn't care about what happened to her.
AN: This is my first story so if you find any grammatical or language mistakes please tell me. Any feedback is appreciated.