Tracer found herself in the middle of strange world. its all black. no sun, no moon, nothing. just a lot of strange geometric building with a lot of lights going through.

Tracer : wh. where am i ?

before she realize what happened, a bright light suddenly appears on top of her. a strange looking aircraft with orange light descended towards her. and a pair of men from the ship grab her and check her back.

Recognizer1 : this program has no disk another stray.
Tracer : w. wait hey. i'm not a program!

Tracer was carried into the aircraft and she was held capture by these two strange men alongside with other people.

Tracer : uh, hi there, do you know what is this place ?
Program1 : keep quiet if you want to live
Program2 : not the games not the games not the games.
Tracer : uh, what's wrong with him ?

Those strange aircraft finally landed in front of what appears to look like a stadium full of people. as she and the other people descend towards the ground. a man walk pass and inspect them.

Recognizer2 : ( scan ) rectify
Program1 : ( relief )
Recognizer2 : ( scan ) games
Program2 : wait. no!
Recognizer2 : ( scan )
Tracer : uh look mate, you've probably heard this a lot, but there's been a great mistake.
Recognizer2 : games.
Tracer : uh what ?

Suddenly there's a voice in the sky coming out of nowhere.

Announcer : Attention Program. You will receive an identity disk. Everything you do or learn, will be imprinted on this disk. If you lose your disk or failed to follow command, you will be subjected to immediate deresolution.

Tracer : de, deresolution ?

Tracer walks into the open door and find herself in some sort of transparent elevator together with other programs. As the elevator rise up, it become apparent that they are in the middle of the arena.

Announcer : All Combatants prepare for pulse war

Crowd : PULSE WAR!! PULSE WAR!!

Tracer fighting another Tracer on the Grid.

I think Tracer will be fit into the Tron World. she got pulse rifle, blue trails and everything.

Software : Maya, Photoshop