Strange tales 2: The Feathered Empire
The year is 2150. You find yourself in a strange world populated by hooded figures speaking in some strange tongue, lacking human feet. Then you realize it; Turkeys are now the dominant species. In the intervening years between 2023 and 2050, Turkeys suddenly became super smart. They raided ammo stores, played dead at feasts and went to work before the excited family could eat. Now the shoe is on the other foot. Humans are bought In turkey stores, still frozen. They are bought into Turkey homes and eaten. It is Turkeys that take the time to make human stuffing and rip the legs from frozen humans.
But a resistance is growing. Irate human families are underground, machetes and flamethrowers in hand. Hopeful families flash back to happier times while sharpening their tools of war. BBQ sauce is a myth and the Turkey overlords have made it illegal to carry it. Anyone caught is pecked to death without trial. The only thing they can eat is ground up cornmeal.
The first assault began during the Turkey's annual feast. A mother strapped bombs to herself and ran into the crowd. Feathers rained from the heavens and many Turkeys were cooked. Horrified, the Turkey onlookers ran for their lives as the humans had the first proper thanksgiving in ages, feasting on the still living corpses of their oppressors. Retaliation was swift and brutal. In the Great Purge of 2151, enraged Turkey families went into human houses with knives and blowtorches. They cut open the stomachs of those they hated and freed their digested brethren, spilling the guts on the floor. When the humans woke up the next day, there were all dead bodies. The event that followed nearly drove Turkeys to extinction as the government authorized the creation of a nuke powered by Microwaves. It hit one exact spot: the border between Turkey town and other human settlements. No humans were harmed but the blast annihilated all but one Turkey: The Overlord himself.
The Overlord is super smart foe with enough tactical knowledge to survive anything. He pilots a giant Mech with enough firepower to lay siege to D.C and is protected by an almost impenetrable shield. So creative humans launched themselves from makeshift slingshots and overwhelmed the shield. The Overlord let out a single cry before a machete cut his head off.
Thus Thanksgiving was restored to its natural state after much bloodshed. So the next time you see a Turkey, remember that while You want to eat it, It might want to eat you as well.