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Chapter 89: Imam Hassan

  Greater Grace Temple, Detroit – April 11, 2025

  The gothic arches of Greater Grace Temple loom against a grey Michigan sky. Rain taps lightly on stained gss as a convoy of matte-bck SUVs—guarded by a small fleet of camo-wrapped Toyota Hiluxes with Arabic slogans spray-painted on their sides—pulls up to the curb. Phones across the neighborhood are already livestreaming. Gen Z is watching. Boomers are praying.

  Inside the sanctuary, hundreds of congregants, local pastors, and press are gathered. Murmurs ripple through the pews as Supreme Leader of "6 Commandments"(6C), Hezri enters in a dark green thawb stitched with gold thread. Behind him are Zara Lin and Rev. Deon Carter, both beaming. Bishop Charles Ellis III stands at the pulpit, arms crossed. Hezri ascends the stage with the confidence of a messiah and the menace of a warlord.

  HEZRI (calm, deliberate):

  "I did not come to Metro Detroit to negotiate. I came to sanctify."

  (A pause. He scans the crowd, voice rising.)

  "The days of divided doctrine are over. The Bck Church must lead—not g—in the restoration of divine order. Today, Greater Grace Temple and New Bethel Baptist will be dissolved. In their pce, we will erect a house unified in truth: the Bck 6 Commandments of Michigan."

  Gasps echo. Bishop Ellis steps forward, thunder in his voice.

  BISHOP CHARLES ELLIS III (defiant):

  "This is an attack on our faith and heritage! You want to rewrite the gospel with fear and foreign money? We won't let you!"

  Appuse erupts. Some congregants stand, cpping. Others remain seated, uneasy. Then, Rev. Deon Carter takes the mic—cool, charismatic, suited in bck and gold robes that mirror Hezri’s aesthetic.

  REV. DEON CARTER (passionate):

  "No, Bishop. This is God’s new covenant. We've prayed for protection, for power, for peace in our homes—and now it’s here. The 6 Commandments protect Bck families. They end addiction. They restore order."

  Some younger pastors nod. A handful chant "6C! 6C!" A group of older women begin to cry. One man shouts, “Sellout!” from the back.

  HEZRI (smiling, mock-gentle):

  "You can resist, Bishop Ellis. But your flock will see who brings results. While you defend crumbling sanctuaries, we offer divine infrastructure—housing, security, fertility subsidies. All 6C-certified."

  He gestures to Zara Lin, who steps forward, holding a leatherbound tablet. A holographic 6C logo spins above it.

  ZARA LIN (smirking):

  "We already have 80K TikTok followers watching this live. Guess which message they’re gonna hear tomorrow?"

  Hezri turns back to the crowd.

  HEZRI (final):

  "You have 72 hours. Align, or be remembered as relics of rebellion."

  As the convoy exits the sanctuary, tension splits the room like a thundercp. Bishop Ellis bows his head in silent prayer. Rev. Carter begins handing out flyers for the first 6C orientation service.

  ***

  "The Rise of B6C Detroit: Rev. Carter’s Covenant"

  Setting: New Bethel Baptist Church, now rebranded as "B6C Detroit Headquarters" – April 14, 2025

  Hezri’s bck-gloved hand slid the sleek metal briefcase across the pulpit’s marble sb. Inside: 5 million in clean bills, crypto wallet keys, and a sealed B6C directive folder marked “SEEDING OPERATIONS – MICHIGAN.” Rev. Deon Carter didn’t blink. He knew exactly what to do.

  Phase One: Rebrand the Faith

  Rev. Carter moved quickly. Within 48 hours:

  The New Bethel Baptist sign was ripped down.

  In its pce: “The Bck 6 Commandments of Michigan (6C Detroit)” in bold, LED-lit Arabic calligraphy and Pan-African colors.

  Sunday sermons were renamed “Commandment Convocations.”

  A new slogan trended locally: “From Chains to Commandments.”

  He hired young Bck designers and influencers to make the rebrand feel “Afro-futurist divine.” Bck Jesus murals came down. In their pce, sleek gold name of the Prophet Muhammad and stylized mosaics of Old Testament polygamous patriarchs—Abraham, Solomon, even David.

  Phase Two: Buy Loyalty, Build Infrastructure

  With 5 million, Rev. Carter didn’t just preach—he provided.

  1M: Launched the “Sacred Shelter Program” – housing stipends for any Bck family who joined the B6C registry.

  500K: Paid off debt for 32 local pastors on the fence—most flipped within a week. Several former COGIC leaders now sported B6C pins.

  750K: Created "Wife Upliftment Funds" – subsidies for women willing to enter B6C polygamous unions voluntarily. (He spun it as "Biblical sisterhood meets economic power.")

  1M: Bought and transformed a rundown East Detroit warehouse into a “Divine Discipline Center” for youth—complete with Quranic Bible fusion csses, mandatory dress codes, and TikTok-friendly prayer corners.

  300K: Influencer outreach. He paid micro-influencers across TikTok and Twitter to post testimonials with hashtags like #CommandYourHousehold and #BckPolygamyWorks.

  ***

  Phase Three: Media, Memes, and Morality Pys

  Rev. Carter knew the pulpit alone wouldn’t reach Gen Z—so he went digital.

  Launched a YouTube series: "Covenant Conversations" – fshy interviews with new B6C wives, reformed ex-gamblers, and pastors who “escaped secur confusion.”

  Partnered with Zara Lin for TikTok challenges like #6CChallenge – young men showcasing their “covenant households” with multiple wives reading from hybrid Qur’an-Bible scripts.

  Paid for a viral docudrama ad: “Detroit Exodus: Why Ellis Is Leading You Nowhere”—smearing Bishop Ellis as clinging to “sve Christianity.”

  ***

  Phase Four: Psychological Warfare Against Resistance.

  Carter didn’t waste time attacking Bishop Ellis head-on—he slowly eroded his image:

  Leaked “concerned voice memos” suggesting Ellis was meeting Catholic smugglers from Toledo.

  Pnted B6C agents in Greater Grace Temple’s youth choir, who slowly introduced confusion: alternate scripture references, quiet questioning of the Trinity.

  Held free weekly food banks directly across the street from Ellis’ Sunday services—offering hal hot meals and “polygamy starter kits.”

  By April 25, 2025:

  Over 60% of Bck Detroit churches had pledged 6C allegiance.

  Zara Lin celebrated 500K views on her Detroit sermon duet with Carter: “From Martin to Muhammad: A Prophetic Pivot.”

  Carter was already being called the “Bck Ayatolh of the Midwest” by both critics and converts.

  But Bishop Ellis wasn't done.

  And Carter knew that.

  He smiled into the camera during his next sermon:

  “If Ellis wants to hold onto his golden temple, he better be ready to bleed for it. The Covenant is moving. Detroit is divine again.”

  ***

  Ismic Center of America, Dearborn – April 17, 2025.

  The crescent moon above the Ismic Center gleams in the morning sun. Thousands gather—Muslims, 6C converts, journalists, and curious onlookers from across Metro Detroit. Outside, 6C fgs flutter next to Bck nationalist symbols and Arabic calligraphy that reads: "One Ummah, One Covenant." Inside the grand prayer hall, a stage has been built under a massive dome, fnked by cameras and 6C security. This is more than a meeting—it’s a coronation.

  HEZRI steps onto the stage in ceremonial robes—midnight bck with gold-trimmed cuffs. His voice echoes through speakers and souls alike.

  HEZRI (calm, absolute):

  "Today, I bring divine crity to the state of Michigan. The age of secur confusion is over. The Commandments are no longer a movement—they are a government."

  Cheers erupt from the crowd. Thousands shout “Alhu Akbar!” while others chant “B6C! B6C!” TikTok lives bze. Twitter explodes. CNN cuts in.

  HEZRI (continues):

  "As Supreme Leader of the 6 Commandments, I appoint Michigan’s new Spiritual Leader: Imam Hassan Qazwini."

  The crowd roars. Imam Qazwini, dignified in flowing white robes, rises and bows slightly.

  IMAM QAZWINI (measured, yet thrilled):

  "We are honored. Detroit becomes the first American territory aligned fully with the divine unity of scripture, morality, and leadership. In the name of Alh, this is justice."

  Hezri nods, then gestures to his left.

  HEZRI:

  "And to ensure bance and continuity, I name two Deputy Spiritual Leaders—guardians of faith and enforcers of Commandment Law."

  A drumbeat pys. First, Rev. Deon Carter steps forward—beaming, arms wide like a gospel preacher.

  REV. CARTER (booming):

  "We walk forward—together. The Commandments are no longer just words—they’re policy. Faith must govern, and Michigan will be first to rise under this blessed fusion!"

  Appuse, particurly from the 6C bloc. Many young Bck men in polygamy-style dress (matching kufis and bck jackets) chant his name.

  HEZRI (grinning, slightly theatrical):

  "And finally—"

  The room shifts. Unease stirs as Dr. Lay Al-Mansoor is called. She stands—elegant, eyes sharp behind her hijab, voice low but cutting.

  DR. LAYLA AL-MANSOOR (calm defiance):

  "I accept this position, not as a servant of tyranny, but as a witness. I will not let our communities be weaponized against each other. I will speak truth—no matter how inconvenient to this regime."

  The room freezes for half a beat. Then a smattering of cps—muted. Qazwini and Carter exchange brief gnces.

  HEZRI (slyly):

  "Good. Every kingdom needs a conscience. And every conscience must learn its limits."

  He raises his hands as the crowd chants:

  "God’s Law. God’s Leaders. God’s America!"

  ***

  Greater Grace Temple, Detroit – April 18, 2025

  Private Prayer Room – 7:02 AM

  Sunlight pushes through the stained gss—barely. The room is silent, save for the low buzz of a television screen mounted in the corner. Bishop Charles Ellis III sits alone, watching the 6C coronation repy from Dearborn. His hands rest on a leather Bible, open to Acts 4:12. His eyes, though weary, burn with disbelief and sorrow.

  On screen, Rev. Carter is smiling beneath the bold chyron:

  "BLACK 6 COMMANDMENTS SURGE – 90% OF DETROIT’S BLACK CHURCHES NOW ALIGN WITH 6C"

  "B6C BAPTISMS TO BEGIN THIS WEEKEND."

  A knock.

  DEACON SHAWN (40s) enters slowly, holding a thick envelope.

  DEACON SHAWN:

  "It’s official, Bishop. Another 12 churches flipped this morning. Ebenezer, Mt. Zion, even Pastor Reynolds down on Linwood…"

  He trails off. Bishop Ellis doesn’t look up.

  BISHOP CHARLES ELLIS III (quiet):

  "They baptized our sons into a lie... and called it loyalty."

  A beat of silence.

  DEACON SHAWN:

  "Sir, we could still… adapt. Reword some doctrine. Acknowledge the Commandments in principle, but keep Christ at the center. Just to survive."

  Ellis sms the Bible shut. The echo is sharp.

  BISHOP ELLIS:

  "‘Adapt’? You think Christ adapts to politics? You think the blood on that cross negotiates?"

  He stands, pacing the small room.

  BISHOP ELLIS:

  "Rev. Carter didn’t just betray me—he baptized fear. He’s got pastors trading pulpits for crypto and wives like livestock. And now they’re saying God told them to?"

  Deacon Shawn lowers his head.

  BISHOP ELLIS:

  "Qazwini might be their mouthpiece, but make no mistake—Hezri is Pharaoh. And Pharaoh don’t stop unless Moses shows up."

  He moves to the window, looking out at the empty parking lot where once hundreds gathered every Sunday.

  BISHOP ELLIS (murmuring):

  "Ninety percent... But God only needed ten percent to flip Jericho. He only needed twelve to shake an empire."

  DEACON SHAWN:

  "Then what do we do, Bishop?"

  Ellis turns slowly, eyes steeled now—not with rage, but with mission.

  BISHOP ELLIS:

  "We go underground. We find the ones who still remember the sound of gospel truth. The ones not hypnotized by viral theology and TikTok prophets."

  A pause. Then:

  BISHOP ELLIS:

  "From now on, Greater Grace isn’t just a church—it’s a command post."

  He pulls open a drawer, revealing a burner phone and a torn flyer:

  "Catholic Underground – Contact Mendez, Toledo."

  He tosses it on the desk.

  BISHOP ELLIS:

  "If the 6C wants a holy war, they’re about to find out what resurrection power really looks like."

  FADE TO BLACK.

  Caption: “Greater Grace becomes underground grace. The remnant prepares.”

  ***

  Basement of Greater Grace Temple – April 25, 2025

  Flickering fluorescent lights cast harsh shadows across the cold concrete walls. A chalkboard reads: “Remnant Churches - Status Check.” Almost every name is crossed out. Only two remain: Greater Grace Temple and a tiny storefront church in Inkster called “True Vine Fellowship.”

  Bishop Charles Ellis III sits at a folding table, suit jacket off, shirt sleeves rolled up. Deacon Shawn stands beside him, holding a USB stick—the test intel from a sympathetic techie. The silence is weightier than prayer.

  DEACON SHAWN (grim):

  "They flipped 'em all, Bishop. New Hope signed on st night. Mt. Carmel streamed their 6C reunch this morning—Qazwini himself was there."

  He plugs in the USB. Footage pops up on the wall projector—grainy but clear. Rev. Carter preaching to a packed house, three women in matching robes sitting behind him. Above the stage: a glowing sign that reads “COVENANT OVER CHRIST.”

  BISHOP ELLIS (low, gutted):

  "Covenant over Christ..."

  He shakes his head. Then a breathless young volunteer—Maya, 22—rushes in with bad news.

  MAYA:

  "Bishop… we just lost the Inkster church. True Vine. They got raided by 6C Compliance this morning. Pastor Grier surrendered. He’s on Carter’s livestream saying, ‘I was blind, but now I see the Covenant.’"

  A beat of silence. Then Ellis ughs. Not from humor—from devastation.

  BISHOP ELLIS:

  "So it’s just us."

  He leans back in his chair, eyes upward toward the water-stained ceiling.

  BISHOP ELLIS:

  "I thought we were building an ark. Turns out we’re just floating on a splinter."

  DEACON SHAWN (struggling to stay composed):

  "We had a pn. Go underground, rally the faithful, disrupt the TikTok wave with truth—something. We had people, Bishop. What happened?"

  BISHOP ELLIS:

  "They didn't want truth. They wanted theatrics. Morality with filters. Theology that fits in a Reel. And Carter gave it to them, dressed in scripture and funded by tyranny."

  He looks down at a dusty family Bible on the table. He brushes it clean with a hand.

  BISHOP ELLIS:

  "We’re not fighting a church. We’re fighting an algorithm."

  A heavy pause. The whirr of a space heater fills the silence.

  MAYA (softly):

  "Should we shut it down? Go dark?"

  BISHOP ELLIS:

  "No. We stay right here. Let the devil know at least one pulpit in Michigan still fears God more than Hezri."

  He stands slowly. Resolute, though weary. He walks to the chalkboard and writes one word beneath the crossed-out names:

  “Exodus.”

  BISHOP ELLIS (to Shawn):

  "Start making calls. Not to pastors—to smugglers. If the Word can’t live in Detroit, maybe it needs to move through the underground again… like it always did."

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