Vampire Hunter: Corey Crowgarden's guide to killing vampires for fun and profit.

Lesson 4

You are breaking the law.
Just remember, the victims get there because the police brought them kicking and screaming.
Why? Sure, the uniform says 'Police' not polite, but the car still has protect and serve written on the side. How does it happen?
Not all cops are bad, but the system is rotten. The Lord Whats it, has a few insiders. A few compromised men and women is all it takes.
However, it isn't just the cops. Other departments are compromised as well, with a name on a report you are watched, reported on, black listed.
You can even have a solid cop, straight as an arrow show up and some fanger can slide show the cops brain, a little Jedi mind trick and "everythings fine, officer."
You need weapons, and supplies.
The weapons we have are a grab bag of army surplus and black market inventory.
We have money, but none to flash. That doesn't make problems go away, it just makes red flags. You still have to buy your white phospherous grenades somewhere and that isn't going to be at Walmart. So there are laws to protect the fangers and sometimes we have to break them. To make an omelette you have to break some eggs. The cops, the authorities, will never be on your side.
You're going to need some training too.
You may come with a pretty solid basics, some time in bad places putting holes in more than just paper, but even that soldier will need some fine tuning.
You need to learn to shield your mind, but it isn't what you think. The conventional wisdom was to lock the doors of your mind, bolt them, but that will only work so long.
We had some guys captured and when they were recovered (and yes, you will be recovered because we don't let our own rot in one of those hell holes,) we asked them and we decided to change tactics.
You don't shut the doors, you open them. Flood your mind with every thought you have ever had. Start with the most trivial things you can think of, what colour was your favourite shirt when you were in school? (Green) What number was your favourite hockey player? (4, Bobby Orr). What was your grandmothers phone number? What was your high school locker combination? What is the capital of South Dakota? You've had a thought ever second of your waking life. Throw them all at the fanger, let it be a flood. Like flushing a God Damn toilet. They'll have to start closing doors, just to give them some order. Start closing doors, and opening others, maybe the answer is in your memories from grade nine, maybe their not.
Don't despair. We are coming. We protect our identities and we protect our communications. Technology is our friend. If you've got some immortal vampire that got his curse trudging through the mud at Waterloo, the last thing he's going to think to do is pick up a phone. Computers? Text messages? The internet? Please, I can't get my 70 year old grandfather to text, how are we going to train some, abomination from 1790 to even think to use a keyboard, let alone a phone?
Some will adopt and adapt, but they are set in their ways. Like a guy listening to Elvis, he's not going to listen to Beyonce, or whatever comes after that.
Thats what we do, that they really can't do anymore.
Evolve. Adapt.
Embrace the new thing.