The story that you once knew, the tales of the heroes, the great adventures and diplomatic struggles the people of that day and age fought through, what if it could be prevented. John Young lay on his bed, thinking of all the troubled times he went through. The entire heart ache Kerrigan put him through. Though she wasn't around, it still made his heart burn with guilt. The guilt that he had been the main cause for her death had not left his now closed and locked mind. And then Taramis, who, by a sword, died too. Had John felt the guiltiness of Taramis' also? The Night elf Falina walked into the room as John was thinking of those hard times.
"You really must get sleep John. We don't want to lose you." John struggled to speak and finally did, "I'm fine. I was just thinking of my past. I wish so much that I could go back and change it all." John began to drop tears, but were instantly gone as Falina washed them away with a dry cloth. "John, I want to show you something. Something my brother made for his own uses, but I wanted to let you use it. It can take you back into time. I… I am worried, however, how well it actually works. Using it could ultimately lead to your death. Are you prepared to step up and go through?" John gave no hesitant speech, and quickly stood up. He stepped in and found himself in the once war zone James had died. John had done it.