School is Boring

At school right now, got nothing better to do...again. This is a nice place to show my creative side so I think I'll write another story...

Inhaling deeply Ra steadied himself. His finger on the trigger, Ra looked down the sight. His target was in the center of his cross hairs, the middle centered on his heart to be exact. He was being paid big money to do this job, but security was tight. If his target had body armour, if he missed by a bare centimeter, his position would be identified immediately and there would be no chance of a second shot if he was to get away in time. Ra inhaled again, holding it this time, and squeezed the trigger. The shot rang out across the artificial valley that separated the two buildings. He saw his target go down immediately. Ra picked up his sniper rifle and ran for his speeder. He leaped in and started the engine. The bike roared to life hovering a meter or so of the ground. Ra gunned the engine and the bike shot forward. He could already hear the sirens already, but slowly they were fading. His bike was fast, faster than any of theirs. If he had needed to take a second shot, they would have been within firing range and he would be dead by now. But, with his knowledge of the city and the speed of his bike, ra had been able to leave the cops far behind. Within moments, he would be nearing the city walls, and after that, out onto open plains...

I know it's not much but whatever.