"A squad. Trained and prepared to.. well, serve and protect. Regular police don't know about the supernatural world and the guardians care more about upholding the laws and making the monsters happy than protecting people." His brow furrowed at the thought, angry with how unfair all the ignorant civilians had it, including back in South Africa. People in Pretoria slaughtered, an entire tiny village decimated by a rogue nest of newborns.

"I don't know how to be a cop, but I know how to be a soldier. And I want to help, I have to." He shrugged, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, and took another sip of his beer. "I've been asking around, to see if people will help me."