Ambrosia's Story by Tammy Marie Rose Page A

mouth. “Now you sit here like a good girl while I visit
that red haired fairy friend of yours.”
    Ambrosia’s panicked. “Mirabella!” her mind
screamed. Again, she called out to Mirabella in her mind.
    * * * *
    Mirabella awoke suddenly. Without question,
she knew danger was near and that Ambrosia needed her. She left her
mushroom and went directly to Bean’s awakening him. “Shh...” she
whispered into his ear. “Something is wrong. Ambrosia is in danger
as are we all.”
    Bean did not question her. He rose from his
bed quickly wiping the sleep from his eyes. “What can I do?”
    “Wake the others. Keep them quiet. Gather
them all together in Basil’s kitchen. I need to check on Ambrosia.”
Side by side, they left Bean’s home; once in the still night air,
they parted ways.
    While Bean went about getting everyone to
Basil and Ogre’s kitchen Mirabella had discovered Ambrosia was
missing from her bed.
    Nog was dead the other trolls had moved on so
what or who could be threatening them? She searched her senses for
Ambrosia and realized she was not far from the village and she
could hear her heart beat quickened by fear.
    Mirabella joined the others in the kitchen
just as Daniel McDonald stepped from the forest and entered the
small clearing in front of the village.
    “What is going on, Mirabella?” Rom asked as
she entered the kitchen.
    “Someone has taken Ambrosia.”
    “Who would do such a thing?” Bean asked.
    “I am uncertain, but I sense danger near,”
Mirabella said. “It is close and after more than just Ambrosia. We
are all in danger.”
    “It is not trolls,” Rom said. “I would know
if they were near.”
    “This danger is foreign,” Mirabella said. “I
can sense it, but I cannot identify it. We must stay together
and...” The snapping of a twig not far away ended the
conversation.
    Mirabella blew out the two candles that were
lit and moved toward the window. In the moon’s light, she could see
something moving just beyond the village. It moved closer like a
predator stalking its prey.
    It was hunched over and moving cautiously. As
it passed by Ambrosia’s hut, the night’s moon shone brightly on the
intruders face.
    “No...how can it be?” Mirabella said.
    “What is it Mirabella?” Raz asked moving
toward the window.
    Remembering his face from her encounter with
Ambrosia she said, “It is Ambrosia’s stepfather.”
    “How did he find us?” Serena asked.
    “I don’t know, but now we must find a way to
deal with him. We cannot let him take Ambrosia back with him. She
will not be safe with him.”
    “Tell us what we need to do Mirabella.
Ambrosia is one of us now and we will all work together to protect
her,” Bean said just above a whisper.
    “I’m not sure yet,” Mirabella said. “Right
now everyone should stay here and stay very quiet. I am going to go
outside and keep an eye on him.” Mirabella turned to leave.
    “I’m going with you,” Rom said stepping in
front of her. She was going to protest, but the look in his eyes
told her it would be useless.
    The two friends entered the night together
and hid in the shadows. The watched Daniel McDonald as he crept
through the village. He knelt down in front of Mirabella’s
mushroom. Finding it empty, he was enraged. He moved from house to
house finding them all empty. In his rage, he began to crush the
mushroom homes with his foot.
    “Rom! He’ll reach the kitchen soon! Get them
all moved into the woods. Do it quickly!” Mirabella flew high up
into a tree, rested on a branch far from Daniel McDonald’s reach,
and watched him.
    Daniel McDonald had entered the village
silently, but now he was enraged at finding it empty. He continued
his path of destruction. “Where are you?” he shouted.
    Mirabella watched from high above. After
several minutes, he sat down in the middle of the village exhausted
by his tantrum. Patiently Mirabella waited. She hoped to follow him
to where ever he had hidden Ambrosia.
    Rising to his