[ WP ] You are the greatest warlord of all time and it is time to lead your fellow chickens on a war to switch positions with the snakes on the food chain .

A beaming sun rose out of the corner of the sky, peeking through the slits of distant snowy mountains, and spreading its fingers of light across the horizon. 
 
 Just as the first rays of light snuck through the flap of my tent and vanquished the darkness within, I, Lord Cluckator III, donned my steel chicken armor and plumed helm decorated with countless feathers, each from a different species of bird I had slain. They called it the `` rainbow of death''. However, I had grown jaded of feathers, and wanted a nice set of fangs, or maybe a rattle. As I picked up my wing-sword and wing-shield and walked out my tent, all my chickens were already in formation, patiently awaiting. As I strode towards the grassy hill and surveyed my troops, a vast army dotting the green plains in neat lines and spanning miles from east to west, I felt the concentrated pressure of a hundred thousand determined eyes on me; each pair bore upon a face battered by the unrelenting forces of weather, and hardened through the trials of combat. *These are the brothers I would die for, and they I. * 
 
 As I stood, tall upon the hill above the green plains, a bead of cold sweat trickled down my feathery temple and into the corner of my beak. *Salty with a hint fear. What is happening? I, Lord Cluckator III, slayer of countless foes and conquerer of innumerable kingdoms have never felt an inkling of fear in my days! Yet, today is like no other... * 
 
 I quickly snapped out of it and managed a harsh cough before assuming my typical speech voice, `` My fellow chickens, brothers, and fearless warriors of bwokdom,'' I boomed. `` Today is the day we make history! For centuries we have warred with our cousins, the ducks, the geese, the turkeys and many more have all fallen under the crushing might of our beaks. Yet our hens cower at the slightest mention of snakes, and they terrorize our chicks' dreams night after night. No more, I say!'' 
 
 `` BWOK BWOK BWOK!'' echoed a resounding chorus of voices in agreement. 
 
 `` Let the gods be witness to this day of fulfillment. We will rise from oppression and accomplish what has never been done before by moving up the food chain! We will drench the soil of this valley red with the cold, reptilian blood of our foes! Not one snake soldier shall live while there is still a breath in my lungs, or a cluck in my beak!'' 
 
 Madness erupted as the sound of boastful bwoking and the thumping of steel wing-sword on wooden wing-shield filled the brisk morning air. *This is music to my ears. * 
 
 Suddenly, I thrust my wing-sword into the air and for a moment the world stood still. My raucous army shut their beaks for once, while strong winds which blew but just a second ago ceased, returning the knee high grass to an upright position, and even the chirping crickets had anxiously stopped. *The Gods must favor us. * 
 
 A blind rage of fury swelled in my breasts along with a thirsting for blood in my beak as I swung my wing-sword down and cut through thin air. 
 
 `` COOKADOODLEDOOOOO!'' bellowed a signal rooster, while chickens bwoked furiously as they charged down the valley, lead by none other than myself. 
 
 In the distance, the snakes sat poised and calm in the dancing grass. Their heads held high while their slimy tongues slid in and out of pretentious grins. My blood boiled at the sight of their nonchalance, tightening the grip on my wing-sword, I broke into a full sprint. 
 
 In a split second, the snakes submerged themselves in the cover of the tall grass, vanishing from thin air. I halted my army with the wave of a wing, and eyed my surroundings cautiously. 
 
 `` Hiiissss,'' hissed the snake soldier as he appeared behind me and sunk his teeth into the back of my neck. 
 
 `` Ahhhh!'' I yelled as he withdrew his razor sharp fangs and disappeared into the grass once more. I tried to cry for help, but the words were drowned by the white foam spewing from my beak. A second later, my legs gave way to the ground below. Whilst twitching uncontrollably, I witnessed the snakes slaughter my brethren like cattle, all the while laughing amongst themselves. 
 
 A numbing sensation washed over me, and while my heartbeat slowed to almost a stop, I heard a voice, `` Haha, you foolish chickens try to disrupt the food chain I created, and see what happens? A valiant attempt nonetheless... `` As he finished speaking a slow clap filled my ears, and gradually faded as the life within me slithered from the grasp of my wing. 
 
 Edit: I am still in high school, please forgive my shitty grammar, punctuation and technical stuff. 

