Escape from Endeavor by Daniel A. Jones

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  A new life form was coming toward the little alien predator and it was coming fast. It reached out with it senses to learn more about its next meal. The first thing it realized was that whatever was coming was also a predator. The predator was much larger and more powerful then it. The next thing it registered was how much raw energy the creature had. It knew little of fear but it did know better than to attack something that could easily kill it, so it skulked back deeper under the bush.

  Daemon lost track of how long he’d run or where he was. He just knew he had to get to Angelica as fast as possible. He didn’t even acknowledge the small demon hiding in the brush near a stream. It was afraid of him, so it was of no concern. Angelica had stopped running. She’d collapsed from exhaustion. She was helpless now; she didn’t have the strength to get away from whatever was chasing her. Daemon had never been truly afraid before, now he was near panic.