[ WP ] Dragons exist on Earth , but humans are still the dominant species . Write realistic stories about how life would be different .

`` You are under arrest for cruelty to animals. Do you understand?'' I yell, my voice barely audible over the sound of the roaring dragons in the background. Other officers have rushed passed me, tackling spectators and pretty much anyone they can get their hands on. Another squad is working on the giant cage, trying to get it unlatched. More officers are running to the back to try and subdue whatever creatures they find in the rear of the abandoned building people had been using to host illegal activities. 
 
 `` No comprende ingles!'' yells back the man. I frown. The guy is in his thirties, and is clearly as white as I am- if not paler. 
 
 I tell him he's an idiot, and that I *know* he speaks English, in fluent Spanish. The guy seems surprised at first, then remains silent. I have his arm behind his back. I give it some pressure and the guy screams out in English, `` Alright! Alright! I know what you're saying goddammit!'' I do n't give him any slack until I have him cuffed, then I shove him over and sit him up against the wall. His mask falls off, and I recognize him instantly. He's my informant, my inside guy. My stomach twists with anger. 
 
 `` Dammit, Tony!'' I yell. `` I thought we made a deal. You were supposed to give the signal *before* the fight got started!'' 
 
 I gesture over at the barred cage. Officers are shooting down a winged blue dragon. The sound of the gunfire rings in my ears. The dragon roars with anger, then pain. There's a red and gold one already on the ground, clearly dead. That one was n't by the officers though. The blue dragon slashed that one's throat in under a minute. More bullets are fired, then the sound of the dragon hitting the ground, hard. I ca n't look anymore, and tear my eyes away. I glare at Tony instead. 
 
 `` I know, but damn man. It's just so... *thrilling*. It's better than a football game...'' replies Tony, getting a wistful look in his eyes. It makes me sick. 
 
 I growl, `` This is n't a damn *sport*, Tony. It's *illegal* to fight dragons, just like it's *illegal* to fight dogs and cocks and everything else.'' 
 
 Tony looks back at me and frowns. He looks a little confused. `` Dude. They're just animals.'' 
 
 That's when I punched his face. 
 
 Tony is knocked sideways. He's spitting curses at me, my mother, my father, and anyone else he can think of. I'm probably going to get written up for punching him, but I do n't give a damn at this point. I'm furious and force myself to walk away. My fists are still clenched as I walk into the back room to assist my fellow officers. 
 
 `` Pertonelli!'' I yell, spying my partner. She hangs up her phone call and makes her way toward me. `` What have we got?'' I ask. 
 
 `` There's four. They're all in bad shape. They're starving, hissing, and do n't trust us. Three of them have shot fire already.'' She says, her tone blank. 
 
 My heart sinks. Damn. When they shoot fire at humans it's almost always impossible to rehabilitate them. They'll likely have to be put down. 
 
 `` But, there's a white one in the last cage. She's female. They were obviously keeping her for breeding. She's been through hell, and she's got eggs. We ca n't tell how many because she wo n't let us get anywhere near her.... I'm just- glad we got here in time.'' 
 
 My partner looks a little relieved to find that there's *some* good in this raid, but I shake my head and her look vanishes. There were six dragons here today. Two are dead. Three are practically dead already. The mother will have to be tranquilized or killed so we can get her eggs, and we do n't even know if the eggs are even viable. The dragons inside might already be dead. 
 
 I think of my own dragon. She's the most loving pet I've ever owned. She came from a rescued egg facility. She, like many other dragons, are proof that if they're raised by responsible and caring owners they can make great pets. I look back at the cage as the officers are covering the bodies of the dragons with tarps. 
 
 It kills me that people ca n't take care of their animals. 

