Tracer Origin Story/Transcript
Tracer: So, you wanna hear my story? It all started a few years ago. Overwatch was looking for a hotshot pilot to test their next generation teleporting fighter - the Slipstream. Enter Lena Oxton. Callsign: Tracer. That's me. It was the sort of opportunity I dreamed of my whole life. But on my first flight the teleportation matrix malfunctioned and I disappeared. I was missing for months, unknown even where or when I've gone. By the time Overwatch found me I was little more than a ghost. The doctors call my condition "chronal disassociation". I faded in and out of existence, disappearing for hours and days at a time. And even when I was there I couldn't touch anything. But my friend, Winston, would not give up. He kept at it, day and night, until he invented the chronal harness that keeps me anchored to the present. I was myself again! Even better, he turned my condition into something great! I had control of my own time, and I could speed it up and slow it down at will. My career as a pilot was over, but my life as an Overwatch agent had begun. Sounds like someone needs me. But don't worry, we'll have plenty of time for stories later! Cheers!