Prologue
Author note: spoilers for 01x12: Haunting the Barn. Pretty much the entire episode. And I am using dialogue from the episode. This story is the sixth in the Magical Flashpoint series. It follows "General Response".
Although all original characters belong to me, I do not own Flashpoint, Harry Potter, Narnia, or Merlin.
The squat steel-hued robot advanced on the small black suitcase, its treads and motor whirring and clanking. At the back of the tank treads and the steel motor box, a sturdy metal arm rose, arching over the rest of the robot like a scorpion's tail stinger. A camera was mounted to the top of the tail and at the front, a cannon was already being aimed at the suitcase.
At a safe distance away, the raven-haired operator frowned at his screen. "We got a possible IED. Batteries, wire, pipe," he announced. Next to him, looking at the screen, was a slightly taller man with very tan skin and a serious expression.
In the nearby black command truck a woman with her brown hair in a ponytail started the countdown, "Five…"
The robot, already turned to face its target, motored forward toward the suitcase.
"Confirming no visible identification," the grim operator reported.
"Four…"
The robot's arm lowered a bit; its cannon shifting into position.
"Blocking remote detonators," the operator confirmed.
"Three…"
"Going to try chemical detection for any nerve agents."
"Two…"
"This isn't good."
"One."
"Fire in the hole."
The robot fired, demolishing the suitcase in one blow.