Summary: When Legolas is five years old and playing beyond the gardens of Mirkwood. He stumbles upon a stone, transporting him back to the First Age. With no memory of who he is. An Age where Sauron wasn't prominent, but where the first Dark Lord reigned. Legolas is captured and taken to Morgoth. Raised to be Morgoth's champion and Assassin, known as Esgal.

Disclaimer: I do not own Lord of the Rings. All rights go to J.R.R. Tolkien. Also before I start writing, this is NOT A PLAGARIZED VERSION OF SKYLEAFALCHEMIST19'S "ALL THAT REMAINS"! I have already PM her prior to me posting this. So without further a due I sincerely hope you guys will fall in love with this Idea.

Last Edited: 7/22/15 11:00PM.

Chapter One

A five year old Elven Prince, that went by the name of Legolas. Was playing beyond the gardens of Greenwood, holding a small smile upon his face. His Adar was traveling behind, the Elven King Thranduil along with his wife Queen Seraphi. They were happy, it was a time of peace in the Elven kingdom of Greenwood. Well, the little time of peace they still had, and it was spent exploring. Elven King Thranduil, kept his eyes on the little prince, his son, Legolas; the elvenking smiled at the happiness that was lit on his son's face. It made the little darkness that surrounded his kingdom much more bearable. Even though Greenwood had no protection from one of the rings of power- ElvenKing Thranduil lead his kingdom with a strong, yet confident rule.

Legolas enjoyed the time that he got to spend on the outskirts of Mirkwood. Never really enjoying the full width of his kingdom. Legolas wanted to run further out, needing to fill his need for adventure. He had glanced back- his light silver eyes- eyeing his Adar, and Naneth. Without further warning Legolas had sprinted further out. Hearing the alarm in his Adar's yell, he stopped and stumbled upon a rock, hitting the cold ground. He picked it up as he re-gained his footing. From behind Legolas, Thranduil Elvenking was at the point of dry-heaving with relief, seeing his son safe and un-hurt.

As Legolas inspected the rock, he saw what was considered a rock to normal eyes, but to his it looked like some mythical stone, that resembled a flower pattern. But a stone to what? What was its importance? His mind thought.

His Adar was behind him along with his Naneth. Both of them observing their son from a distance. When both parents thought their son was safe that's when it happened.

Legolas could see a small light emitting from the said stone.

He tried to cover his eyes, dropping the flower-like stone in the process. Legolas could hear the desperate pleas of his Adar and Naneth to come to them. But it was all too late. For Legolas was engulfed into the stone. The stone then vanished from sight.

Leaving both elves grieving for their lost son. Not knowing it would be many decades before they re-united with their lost prince.

"Oh, Thranduil what will we do?" Queen Seraphi sadly questioned her king, while tears spilled out from the edges of her eyes. "What we always do, my Queen." Seraphi looked at him with raised brows, while Thranduil gently rubbed his wife, calming her, for he was panicking deep inside as well. But he had to stay strong no matter what. "We will survive. For when our little Greenleaf returns he will need his dear Adar and Naneth." Thranduil gently replied. While holding his weeping wife. They prayed to all of Arda that they- one day would be reunited with their son.

Sindarin Words to Know:

Adar = Father

Naneth = Mother

I know its short, but the chapters will be longer. Also I'm not that well informed with the Lord of the Rings world so if something doesn't seem right Please tell me! I want this story to be enjoyable for everyone. So please tell me what I need to improve on so this story can evolve. Please leave a comment and don't forget to favorite: )