"Their Ally is the Shaytan"

[VIIMares]

 The turret of a Security Forces Tank belches a fearsome roar as it blasts the shallow trench hastily carved in the dirt, sending sand and debris flying as the thunderous impact rumbles the ground beneath the jihadis feet. The tank crew observes their hit for a moment, and then continue their movement westward. The survivors of the small squad of Ghurabaa mujahideen arise from the dust, shaken, but undeterred. They spare no second to unpack a prized anti-tank guided missile, brought into their possession by Syrian smugglers. It is promptly deployed, aimed and fired. 

The missile appears to slither above the sand like a snake after its target. 3 seconds pass. "Their ally is the Shaytan.." 5 seconds. "Our ally is Allah.." The missile strikes. "ALLAHU AKBAAAAAR! ALLAHU AKBAAAAAR!"  The tank halts with a brilliant flash of fire and screaming metal, its crew most assuredly annihilated. 

 

 

 

Sheik Iklas pauses the video. "Mash'Allah, my brothers. This frontline footage is priceless, not merely for our online recruitment, but to document the glorious history of our jihad."

 

Commander Quraishi lets out a satisfied sigh, as he swells with admiration for his mujahideen, "The lions of Mosul have reportedly finished off the fleeing remnants of the MSF, just outside of Tal Afar, and given effective free range to our fighters over the desert." Sliding his finger over the geographical map on his desk, "My latest assessment:  Our numbers have doubled, with the stream of foreign fighters entering our territory following the first reported successful plane landing in Mosul since Allah granted us victory.  In the West, Tal Afar is ours in the aftermath of this praiseworthy showdown. To the North, our forces have brought artillery to the field for the first time against Duhok, which is expected to fall within hours and we have requested the submission of many villages of the North Tigris in expectation of this. And finally, to the south. Bakhdida has surrendered at the first sight of our lions, following news of Mosul. Alhamdulillah."

 

"Allahu akbar." The American-born Muslim convert, given the moniker 'Mujahid Mack', and easily identifiable by his ginger beard, rose to speak, "We've compiled our footage edits into a files cache and are dropping them via burner accounts all over social media. It is my pleasure to serve the cause of Allah in this humble manner. Our Media Department is bringing the roar of the lions of tawaheed (faith in the Oneness and Lordship of Allah) to the world."

 

Sheik Iklas grabs the American's shoulder, "You lead the Media Department like a true servant of Allah. The Shariah Council is preparing documents we'd like you to add to this file cache to increase knowledge of the Haqq among our Ummah. Their feedback leads me to believe many of them are inspired, but are held back by the lying tongues of their so-called Scholars. Turning to face the rest of the men present, "Make no mistake, brothers, 'Moderate Muslim' is a munafiqeen (hypocrites) sect. It is an insult to the Prophetic Practice. Wallahi! Wallahi, we will burn it from the face of this dunya (world)!"

Edited February 20, 2021 by VIIMares

[VIIMares]

Let the Scholars Beware

 

The mujahideen of the JGJ blitz across the battlefields of Northern Iraq, putting the fear of Allah into the hearts of the inhabitants of all faiths. But, even as the 'flag of the Prophet' is raised in village after village, a new front has opened up against the Ghurabaa's jihad. This cloud of war now forming against them is the war of ideology, and Sheik al-Iklas with his Shariah Council now martial their forces for a new confrontation, leaving civil governing to the newly-formed Provincial and Religious Councils to deal with.

 

Rumors from Baghdad suggest that several established Scholars of Islam have reached a consensus against the Ghurabaa, their form of Jihad, and approach to the religion known as 'the Prophetic Practice.' Their pupils in the city of Erbil have already launched a campaign to discredit the mujahideen, labelling them Khawarij, that is, an ancient violent Muslim sect. Sheik Iklas brings the fresh resources of the Ghurabaa to bear against these scholars with a series of broadcasts, resuming his sermons for the first time since the beginning of jihad. 

 

...

 

 

"In the name of Allah, Most Gracious, Most Merciful.

Say O Prophet, He is Allah, the One and Only;

Allah, the Eternal, Absolute;

He begetteth not, nor is He begotten;

And there is none like unto Him. Ameen." (112. Surah Al-Ikhlas)

 

 

"If one of the Sahaba (disciple) were alive today - insha'Allah they would join us- But in the type of world you (Scholars) would settle for, they would beg Allah to take away their soul. They would REFUSE to lead the life that many Muslims such as yourselves are happy to lead. It is with such comforts that the men- no, the LIONS of Islam - break with, in order to go and fight for their brothers and sisters in the cause of Allah. You would slander the man who leaves everything behind, departing from his home and his family who love him? These are the ones whose feet fit snuggly within the footprints left by the Sahaba. These are the ones who cannot stand to watch the humiliation of Muslims and the affronts to Allah. These could not sleep soundly at night and neither could they relax during the day knowing such a situation has persisted with which Allah is displeased. How long has Iraq been in anarchy? How long has the Ummah been without a Caliph? You have not counted the days. They pass you by like the wind off the butterflies wings, unnoticed. While we, by their increasing hardships, have remembered them well. Just as Allah has these days numbered and He knows the Last Day. (reciting the Quran) 'maliki yawmid deen' He is the Master and Judge of the Day of Reckoning. 

 

This Ummah (Muslim people) is under a fitnah (state of chaos) over their lands, and over their religion, but within the grand Mosques of Baghdad you wouldn't be the wiser. From the tongues of these lofty 'Scholars of Islam' - wallahi, they are the Ulema (learned ones) of evil -  you hear nothing. Except for now, they slander their brothers in jihad. Because we remove local tyrants who are clearly of taghut (false idols) they say 'You are khawarij! You are khawarij! Taking a sip of their Italian wine, 'You are khawarij!' Their tongues do not fear Allah. These men have been handed titles, certifications and power in this time when the Muslims are being brought low. Indeed, the only title they earn is Fusaaq (corrupt)! The truly certified are those Muslims who are tried by the fire of persecution in these days. There is no power in the esteemed men who take from their Ummah who suffer, and Allah will reverse these roles for them! 

 

Open your Quran.

 

Surah An Nisa verse 76 Allah subhanahu Wa Ta'ala (May He be praised and exalted) says 'Believers wage jihad for the cause of Allah, whereas disbelievers fight for the cause of the Devil. So fight against the Shaytan’s forces. Indeed, the Shaytan’s schemes are ever weak.'

 

You believe this is a book of bedtime stories? Let us continue.

 

Surah Baqarah verse 166 and 167 'Then with those who are followed will disown those who follow them. They will see the chastisement and all relations between them will be cut off. And the followers will then say: “Oh if only we might return again, we would disown them as they have disowned us?” Thus Allah will show them their works in a manner causing them bitter regrets. Never will they come out of the Fire.' 

 

To those kaffir (infidels) who will fight alongside of the taghut: It is not difficult for the average person, let alone a Scholar to identify who such rulers and followers would be. So, oppressors bow and repent of your sins because your destiny is the Hellfire and those who follow them will indeed follow behind them to the depths. Soldiers, scholars, even idle supporters of these men and man-made systems, beg forgiveness from Allah and overthrow the allies of Shaytan with the swiftness of a sword.

 

We call you to the jihad on this day, this day which the Lord has made. We surrender that which comes easy in life, in order that we may never surrender to the enemies of Allah. A disbeliever dies every day and will die in torment every day in the Hereafter. But, for the Believer, it is but once to die, and then the Gardens of Paradise."

 

The Sheik fades out to the sound of an Islamic chant as recently taken video images appear to show Ghurabaa fighters, accompanied by artillery and armored vehicles amassing on the outskirts of Erbil.

 

Edited February 21, 2021 by VIIMares

[VIIMares]

Rise of the Muslim State

 

 

 

"O you who have believed, what is the matter with you that, when you are told to go forth in the cause of Allah, you adhere heavily to this earth? Are you satisfied with the life of this world rather than the Hereafter? But what is the enjoyment of worldly life compared to the Hereafter except a very little?"

Sheik al-Iklas completes a recitation before the group of young men seated under the shade of a tree where his horse is tied. He is here in the flesh, just outside of the city of Erbil, where Ghurabaa forces have maintained a siege for nearly 2 weeks. Commander al-Quraishi exudes confidence over the Ghurabaa's ability to take the city by force, but he along with Iklas believe a greater victory can be won here and now if they play their cards right.

 

Supporters of the Ghurabaa inside Erbil have provided regular updates, largely via social media, regarding the situation inside the Kurdish city. It is being reported that a growing number of young men and women within the city are openly expressing sympathies for the Ghurabaa's cause, and this support is being exasperated by the overwhelming presence of their mujahideen just outside of town. For this reason, the Erbil Security Forces are hesitant to move against the supporters, possibly provoking an immediate invasion.

 A pickup truck with a 50 caliber machine gun mounted in its bed, pulls up beside the tree when Sheik Iklas is providing a morale boost to the men. Iklas' horse whinnies as Al-Quraishi emerges from the vehicle and invites him to step away for a private discussion. "Assalamualaikum." "Wa alaikum salam, akhi." Iklas responds. Al-Quraishi continues, "The situation in the city is becoming more favorable by the day, but my concern is that we don't have countless days to spend waiting. I don't want to lose our momentum now when we are garnering so much attention, especially from a growing number of mushrikeen scholars trying to debase our efforts. Are you aware these Scholars of Erbil are still condemning our mujahideen even as we are here besieging them?"

Iklas smiled confidently, "I will go. These men need you here, let me go in."  

Al-Quraishi stared hard at the Sheik, bewildered by his words. Iklas continued, "If I fail, send in the mujahideen and continue toward victory and Allah knows best." Pointing one finger toward the sky, Iklas rested his rifle against the tree, mounted his steed, and proceeded on the road toward Erbil with nothing but a black flag representing the Ghurabaa so as not to alarm Security Forces in the city.

 

....

 

A Security Force sniper peers down his scope at the glimpse of an object moving on the road toward the city. He alerts his officer, and several troops in the vicinity begin chatter amongst themselves about a stranger approaching the city. Soon a crowd of soldiers and civilians is forming at the rumor that a lone man is breaking the siege and heading towards them. Stirred by curiosity, residents stare out of their windows, and shops, as the crowd fills a portion of the street to view his arrival.

 

Seeing that he is clearly not going to be shot at this point, Iklas raises the black flag of his Ghurabaa army, and begins a gallop toward Erbil. The sniper drops his scope and watches Iklas with his bare eyes. A growing trail of dust appears to accompany him, as the wind picks up. "Or...has it been windy all day? Is my mind playing with me?" the sniper questions himself. The entire city is gripped with anxiety and now the sight of this rider with his flag in the air has made the atmosphere around them feel altogether apocalyptic. 

 

Perhaps sensing this, Iklas slowed his approach as he nears the city and begins to yell, "La illaha il Allah! La illaha il Allah! Erbil! Erbil! The army of Muhammad is coming!" A portion of the onlookers begin to retreat back toward their homes, some even running away as windows shut and doors close swiftly. The remaining crowd of civilians begin to cheer. They are the Ghurabaa sympathizers, advised via social media to record everything that happens.

The anxious soldiers order Iklas to halt, and he dismounts from his horse. "I am unarmed. I come only with the religion of Allah azzawajal." A Kurdish officer responds, "Give us your flag." "No." Iklas then orders the officer, "Take my horse and see that he is given water, and return him to me when I depart. I am here to offer peace to your leaders." The officer bites his tongue, considering their predicament and the prospect of a peaceful conclusion to the siege. With several camera phones in the crowd watching their every move the Security Officer turns to his men, "Search him. Then, put together a transport and take him to the Kurdish Regional Governorate building. I'll inform command that the Ghurabaa have sent a peace envoy." Iklas is escorted into a humvee, but not before he turns to the officer and points toward his horse, "His name is Buraq." 

 

The convoy arrives to the chants of Ghurabaa sympathizers outside the building. Iklas exits the vehicle flanked by Security troops as young supporters shout, "Takbir!" "Allahu akbar!" "Takbir!" "Allahu akbar!"

The soldiers glare at Sheik al-Iklas. "Whatever you have to say, you can say it outside." A man coming down the stairs declares, as troops rush into the street and force the civilians back. "The floors of this building will not be sullied by a dog. Not a single one of you, understand? I am Prime Minister Masour, of the autonomous Kurdish nation of Iraq. Now, who are you?" 

Iklas chuckles, "Yes, your presence here is the reason your brainwashed Kurdish forces have not attempted to break the siege. You consider this city the capital of your mushrikeen nation. The center of your power. Wallahi, you are trapped in here with me now, Prime Minister. You should want to hear what I have to say."

PM Masour looks to one of his officers who turns and points his rifle toward Iklas, all the troops follow suit. The PM realizes they are being recorded by onlookers and declares,"Your jihad is a farce. Your gang will break its back trying to take our capital. These...dissidents will be quelled. The Kurdish nation will rise above the bones of your 'strangers', plant our flag in your skull and you will be forgotten."

Sheik al-Iklas looks turns his head toward the Kurdish troops and responds to the Prime Minister, "What can you do with me? My paradise is in my heart. If you take me to jail, I will practice remembrance of Allah. If you exile me out of my land, I will meditate on Allah's creation. If you execute me, I would be a martyr. What can you do with me? Because I am not limited to this world. I am living for the Hereafter.”

 The Prime Minister shakes his head, "So, then give us the terms of your surrender so we can conclude this.. constructive.. meeting."

Iklas replies, "There will be no peace for you, today." Turning his back to the PM, Iklas now addresses the restless crown across the street, some of whom are streaming the entire event to audiences across the region. "I am here to declare, in this seat of mushrik power, in front of the leaders and the Ulema of shirk and nationalism: The ahlul-halli wal'aqd have convened. They have selected our Caliph to re-establish a Muslim State. By Allah azzawajal the Khilafa has returned to you!"

"Arrest him." The PM orders his men, as he retreats into the Government building. Several officers snatch Iklas' flag and escort him back into the humvee as the remaining Kurdish troops now struggle to control the electrified crowd outside.

 

Edited March 6, 2021 by VIIMares

[Maelstrom Vortex]

There was silence on the ground as contrails passed so high and at such speed over the deserts that the local radars had trouble keeping the airspace violator on screen. only the larger military displays could keep track. It was doing at least mach 3. An unpiloted hypersonic imaging drone from the Dragonisian Empire flew overhead, capturing images of the events, troop dispositions, armaments and forces that had popped up on the ground with the new popular uprising of the apparently new Muslim Caliphate slowly forming in Iraq. Radio and em broadcasts were listened to and after a determination was made as to what may be an official but open frequency for the local government, a voice crackled over the air waves. "We are not gone. You are not alone in this world. Greetings from the Dragonisians of Asia."  The radar blip left their airspace. 

Hours later, in a palace near Mumbai, Maelstrom was trying vainly to create a self-portrait. He never was a good artist. His claws could barely properly grasp a paintbrush unlike his beloved. He'd never have her talent. A red dragon lumbered into address the Emperor, "Your majesty, there's signs of a new Caliphate rising where the Persians once stood. We've sent a greeting message, but I thought you should be aware."

Maelstrom thrummed, "The humans are organizing again? About time."

Edited March 10, 2021 by Maelstrom Vortex

[VIIMares]

 

Their Multitudes are Scattered

 

 

 Sheik al-Iklas' statement, captured by amateur footage from within Erbil, is played with a dramatized echo. 

Victorious mujahideen march alongside captured tanks as a skyline view of Mosul appears on screen from the latest Ghurabaa video production. 

 

The voice of 'Mujahid Mack' narrates the video with his iconic American accent.

 

"Indeed, the greatest strategic victory of them all, has just been won off of the battlefield. By faithfully keeping to the letter of the law as laid down by the Prophet, we have gathered the ahlul-halli wal'aqd from all corners of the Islamic world. Relying on Allah with hearts filled with fear and awe, they have exalted none other than the Commander of our Forces to be Commander of All Muslims. 

 

This year, 1442 Hijri (2021) shall be marked by the historic return of our Khilafa, under Amir al-Mumineen Abu Musa Al-Quraishi!"

 

 

Footage of Commander Al-Quraishi inspiring his former elite unite LION-1 is played as a newly produced un-official anthem of 'The Muslim State' premiers.

 

 

My Ummah the storm clouds have broken

By Allah, jannah's gates are opened

A Muslim State to place our hope in 

A safe garden for the widow's and orphans

 

 

*Montage of Muslim women with the community children playing in Mosul parks and attending Islamic schools*

 

Our soldiers raise the Prophet's banner

To the heights of Islam they climb the ladder

The Shaytan's order has been shattered

See now, their multitudes are scattered

 

 

*VBIED explodes at a Kurdish guard post*

 

...

Among the influx of foreign fighters were Muslim intellectuals, religious figures, corporate, military and retired government officials from around the Islamic world, many having been offered large cash incentives to come and live in the Ghurabaa's war torn territories- even if only for a brief stay- being vetted, briefed on ideology and housed in Mosul. This monumental effort was the product of a grand plan orchestrated by the Shariah Council in conjunction with JGJ military command to form a viable Shura Council of qualified men, the ahlul-halli wal'aqd, to select a legitimate Caliph to unite the Muslims.

 

 The announcement, video-packaged in masterful Ghurabaa form, has sparked civil strife within Erbil as Ghurabaa supporters and siege-weary residents take to the streets and challange Kurdish Security Forces without the mujahideen yet to fire a single shot. That was not to last. The Kurdish forces in Erbil were unable to mount a viable defense, scrambling to monitor and control the rioting portions of the city. The hardened mujahideen of LION-1 led 3 combined armor/infantry spearheads into the city, engaging haphazard opposition with various squads breaking off to hold temporary defensive positions while the core of the units made a b-line toward Kurdish communication center, the Regional Governorate Building, and the prison facility housing Al-Iklas.  An all-out assault would not commence until Iklas was secured or confirmed martyred.

 

 The communications towers were the first to fall into Ghurabaa hands, being captured swiftly with nervous guards enthusiastically cooperating with the mujahideen, granting them access to Kurdish communications which they hoped to disrupt. It as then that a strange anomaly stopped everyone in their tracks.

On 3/10/2021 at 2:21 PM, Maelstrom Vortex said:

"We are not gone. You are not alone in this world. Greetings from the Dragonisians of Asia."

Confused and surprised by communication from a foreign power, and unwilling to allow the Kurds a chance to garner foreign air support, the unit commander ordered a brief response to be broadcast. 

"As salamu aleiykum wa rahmatullahi wa barakatuh -Peace and mercy and blessings of Allah be upon you. You are communicating with the Muslim Caliphate, under the rule of Amir al-Mumineen Abu Musa Al-Quraishi, by leave of Allah azzawajal. We invite you first to Islam. We invite you as well to our glorious capital, Mosul." This audio was played on a short loop in hopes of reaching the mysterious messangers even as Erbil is engulfed in conflict.

[Ningal]

7 hours ago, VIIMares said:

 

Their Multitudes are Scattered

 

 

 Sheik al-Iklas' statement, captured by amateur footage from within Erbil, is played with a dramatized echo. 

Victorious mujahideen march alongside captured tanks as a skyline view of Mosul appears on screen from the latest Ghurabaa video production. 

 

The voice of 'Mujahid Mack' narrates the video with his iconic American accent.

 

"Indeed, the greatest strategic victory of them all, has just been won off of the battlefield. By faithfully keeping to the letter of the law as laid down by the Prophet, we have gathered the ahlul-halli wal'aqd from all corners of the Islamic world. Relying on Allah with hearts filled with fear and awe, they have exalted none other than the Commander of our Forces to be Commander of All Muslims. 

 

This year, 1442 Hijri (2021) shall be marked by the historic return of our Khilafa, under Amir al-Mumineen Abu Musa Al-Quraishi!"

 

 

Footage of Commander Al-Quraishi inspiring his former elite unite LION-1 is played as a newly produced un-official anthem of 'The Muslim State' premiers.

 

 

My Ummah the storm clouds have broken

By Allah, jannah's gates are opened

A Muslim State to place our hope in 

A safe garden for the widow's and orphans

 

 

*Montage of Muslim women with the community children playing in Mosul parks and attending Islamic schools*

 

Our soldiers raise the Prophet's banner

To the heights of Islam they climb the ladder

The Shaytan's order has been shattered

See now, their multitudes are scattered

 

 

*VBIED explodes at a Kurdish guard post*

 

...

Among the influx of foreign fighters were Muslim intellectuals, religious figures, corporate, military and retired government officials from around the Islamic world, many having been offered large cash incentives to come and live in the Ghurabaa's war torn territories- even if only for a brief stay- being vetted, briefed on ideology and housed in Mosul. This monumental effort was the product of a grand plan orchestrated by the Shariah Council in conjunction with JGJ military command to form a viable Shura Council of qualified men, the ahlul-halli wal'aqd, to select a legitimate Caliph to unite the Muslims.

 

 The announcement, video-packaged in masterful Ghurabaa form, has sparked civil strife within Erbil as Ghurabaa supporters and siege-weary residents take to the streets and challange Kurdish Security Forces without the mujahideen yet to fire a single shot. That was not to last. The Kurdish forces in Erbil were unable to mount a viable defense, scrambling to monitor and control the rioting portions of the city. The hardened mujahideen of LION-1 led 3 combined armor/infantry spearheads into the city, engaging haphazard opposition with various squads breaking off to hold temporary defensive positions while the core of the units made a b-line toward Kurdish communication center, the Regional Governorate Building, and the prison facility housing Al-Iklas.  An all-out assault would not commence until Iklas was secured or confirmed martyred.

 

 The communications towers were the first to fall into Ghurabaa hands, being captured swiftly with nervous guards enthusiastically cooperating with the mujahideen, granting them access to Kurdish communications which they hoped to disrupt. It as then that a strange anomaly stopped everyone in their tracks.

Confused and surprised by communication from a foreign power, and unwilling to allow the Kurds a chance to garner foreign air support, the unit commander ordered a brief response to be broadcast. 

"As salamu aleiykum wa rahmatullahi wa barakatuh -Peace and mercy and blessings of Allah be upon you. You are communicating with the Muslim Caliphate, under the rule of Amir al-Mumineen Abu Musa Al-Quraishi, by leave of Allah azzawajal. We invite you first to Islam. We invite you as well to our glorious capital, Mosul." This audio was played on a short loop in hopes of reaching the mysterious messangers even as Erbil is engulfed in conflict.

What a bunch of juvenile crap.

 

Only a brainwashed idiot would kneel on the ground, stick his ass in the air, and scrape his forehead in the dirt!

 

Only a cruel, sadistic "god" would enjoy demanding a man demean himself in such a blatantly homosexual gesture.

 

Muslims are worshipping a deviant, self-defeating monster and are too stupid to realize it.

[Maelstrom Vortex]

7 hours ago, VIIMares said:

"As salamu aleiykum wa rahmatullahi wa barakatuh -Peace and mercy and blessings of Allah be upon you. You are communicating with the Muslim Caliphate, under the rule of Amir al-Mumineen Abu Musa Al-Quraishi, by leave of Allah azzawajal. We invite you first to Islam. We invite you as well to our glorious capital, Mosul." This audio was played on a short loop in hopes of reaching the mysterious messangers even as Erbil is engulfed in conflict.

The reply came back in the same language the broadcast had been returned in, most likely an iraqi dialect of Arabic, "While many of our people have embraced the islamic faith and are welcome to practice here as this government welcomes the practice of all faiths, we are not your Caliphate. That would put us in competition with you for sovereign right over your faith. We wish no such right. We are a secular government. Our Emperor, personally, does not and will never share your faith, however is very tolerant of its practice and permits its open and unfettered teaching as it does for all other faiths. So long as your methods of conversion on our domestic soil are ones of conviction, and not compulsion, your clerics and disciples are welcome here as are your diplomats to discuss matters of state. We will prepare a diplomatic envoy of human peers to meet you in our name. Be advised our borders go up to ancient Afghanistan. They are open to civilians, but military trespass will result in only two warnings before we will engage any stray forces. We've had some issues with Persians from your region in the past causing trouble and we no longer permit ourselves to tolerate that risk until we establish we can trust you. It appears some fellow humans of yours may have some problems with you. Typical, expected, and unfortunate."

 

[VIIMares]

4 hours ago, Ningal said:

What a bunch of juvenile crap.

 

Only a brainwashed idiot would kneel on the ground, stick his ass in the air, and scrape his forehead in the dirt!

 

Only a cruel, sadistic "god" would enjoy demanding a man demean himself in such a blatantly homosexual gesture.

 

Muslims are worshipping a deviant, self-defeating monster and are too stupid to realize it.

 ‘Muslim State Media’ the communications branch of the Ghurabaa Caliphate issued a public response:

 

“Behold, the folly of the lovers of Shaytan.

We provide a reminder to all from the Most High, the Almighty Allah and all Glory belongs to Him, that this form of prayer is established in the Quran for all believers. Let even the Injil (Gospel) and Taurat (Torah) open and speak to you testifying some truth.

The book of Joshua chapter 5 verse 14, the book of Numbers chapter 20 verse 6, the book of Genesis chapter 17 verse 3, the book of Nehemiah chapter 8 verse 6, the book of Revelation chapter 7 verse 11, the book of First Chronicles chapter 21 verse 16, the book of Matthew chapter 26 verse 39.” 

The message concludes with a recitation from the Quran:

 

And indeed He has revealed to you in the book that when you hear the verses disbelieved in and mocked, do not sit with them until they enter into another discourse. Indeed you would otherwise be like them. Indeed God will gather the hypocrites and disbelievers in the Hell, all of them."- Nisa 140 [Qur'an 4:140]

 

[VIIMares]

 "Muslim State Combat Edits"

 

The Erbil prison facility main building was reached by the second spear group and promptly set up position and fired a combination of mortar, RPG and automatic fire at the main building. The assault was mainly a distraction for the rapid deployment of an engineer squad who set several explosives outside of the intake area. The men ran for cover as an immediate blast devastated the facility walls. All the while, footage was being captured from Ghurbaa body cams of the smoking rubble and charging mujahideen troops toward the prison. "We are freeing our brothers!" Screamed one fighter. A security guard emerged from the smoke firing a pistol. The Ghurabaa returned fire from multiple directions, splattering blood on a standing portion of the wall as he collapsed. Several more guards emerged, this time with arms raised in surrender. Upon their approach, the fighters butted the guards with their rifles and demanded they re-enter the facility and lead them to Sheik Iklas. 

 

 

...

 

The last spearhead was slowed by a strong Kurdish presence on the main road toward the Kurdish Regional Governorate building. Combat footage recorded heavy gunfire hitting the mujahideen positions. A Ghurabaa sniper aligns the scope on his rifle, assesses the wind, and slowly exhales. The camera turns rapidly as a shot cracks out of the rifle at Kurdish positions. A machine-gunner falls back into the arms of another Kurdish soldier as the shot impacts his chest with deadly precision. "Allahu akbaaar!" The Kurdish defenders take immediate cover, easing the heavy fire on mujahid positions. At that moment, an steel-armored van zooms passed the Ghurabaa. Kurdish forces respond to the revving engine and begin opening fire. 

It is too late.  

 

 

...

 

 Inside the prison facility, the captured guards lead Ghurabaa directly to Iklas' cell. He is seen sitting, reading a Quran. "Open it!" One of the fighters yells at the guard holding the keys to the cell. The door opens, and Iklas looks up revealing a black eye. The group immediately turns to the guards and begin beating them all at once. The victims cover their heads as they hit the floor but are beaten unconscious. Iklas steps over the fallen guards and the 8 fighters embrace him, and hand him the flag that was confiscated at his arrest. As they lead him out, two of the men stayed behind to make a file copy of digital prison records so they could return later and free all Muslims to retry their cases in Shariah courts. As the team emerged from the prison, the rest of the fighters were now fending off a Kurdish response force who had scrambled to the facility. "Give me a gun" Iklas ordered. No quicker was he handed a pistol, than did the entire team take cover against the broken walls and returned fire at the battling Kurds. 

 

 

...

 

The van rams into the driver side of a Kurdish humvee blocking the road as troops scatter in all directions. A massive detonation rips open the heart of the city with clangs of metal debris falling on nearby streets and rooftops. The entire road block is reduced to flaming, twisted vehicles. The defenders lines torn open, several of the unlucky ones entirely disintegrated by the explosion. At this, the Ghurabaa charge in with relentless fury, with gun fire of all calibers seemingly firing without ceasing. It was only a matter of time before they were at the steps of the Kurdish Regional Governorate building. Suddenly, a small convoy of SUV's emerges from the Capitol grounds. Ghurabaa vehicles were still trying to maneuver the debris and twisted metal, but infantry rushed forward and opened fire on the SUV's bringing the convoy to an immediate stop. Several Kurdish officers took aim from opened doors and fired on the Ghurabaa. A mujahideen went down as he fired automatic rounds at everything in front of him. A fighter recording the battle approached him and confirmed he was dead, "Allahu akbar. Allahu akbar, look he is smiling. Mash'allah, it is paradise brother. Mash'allah." An RPG wizzes by and strikes the lead vehicle. Remaining Kurdish officers surround the center SUV and go down one by one under an overwhelming hail of bullets. One fighter reaches the vehicle, breathing so heavily into his cam it sounds as though he may hyperventilate. He pries open the twisted door and sitting there, with blood streaming down his face is Prime Minister Masour, "Don't shoot!" he yells in a broken voice. The fighter has super-heated his weapon. He throws it to the ground and draws his knife, plunging it into the PM's shoulder. "Ghhaaaaaaaaahhh!!!" 

 

 

...

 

Given word that Iklas is in Ghurabaa hands. The besieging army closes in on the city with machinegun-mounted trucks, tanks, and mujahideen footsoldiers. Some daring Ghurabaa supporters remained in the streets to cheer them on, but most fighters simply wave and move on to focus on the battle. Ghuarbaa tanks come upon the Kurdish detachment moving in on the prison and belch rounds into their positions, knocking out each of their vehicles and forcing a retreat. The survivors of LION-1 Spearhead 3 along with Iklas rush the enemies former defensive position. Injured and dazed Kurds who fell behind in the retreat opened fire. A mujahid was hit immediately and stumbled to the floor. Iklas returned fire, emptying his pistol into the targets abdomen causing him to fall lifeless among the burning debris. The Ghurabaa tanks closed in by now and sprayed automatic fire over the remaining defenders. The team rushed up to the tanks, "Take us to the Governorate." 

 

...

 

 

14 hours ago, Maelstrom Vortex said:

The reply came back in the same language the broadcast had been returned in, most likely an iraqi dialect of Arabic, "While many of our people have embraced the islamic faith and are welcome to practice here as this government welcomes the practice of all faiths, we are not your Caliphate. That would put us in competition with you for sovereign right over your faith. We wish no such right. We are a secular government. Our Emperor, personally, does not and will never share your faith, however is very tolerant of its practice and permits its open and unfettered teaching as it does for all other faiths. So long as your methods of conversion on our domestic soil are ones of conviction, and not compulsion, your clerics and disciples are welcome here as are your diplomats to discuss matters of state. We will prepare a diplomatic envoy of human peers to meet you in our name. Be advised our borders go up to ancient Afghanistan. They are open to civilians, but military trespass will result in only two warnings before we will engage any stray forces. We've had some issues with Persians from your region in the past causing trouble and we no longer permit ourselves to tolerate that risk until we establish we can trust you. It appears some fellow humans of yours may have some problems with you. Typical, expected, and unfortunate."

 

 

Back in Mosul, al-Quraishi, the now Amir al-Mumineen has arrived, having been recalled due to his esteemed promotion. He missed the honor of directly leading the capture of Erbil, as he had done in Mosul, but it was his plan that was enacted in the assault even in his absence. Given priority over his new responsibilities was a briefing on the shocking contact by a foreign nation. Reading the transcript, the Amir al-Mumineen, drafted a reply:

 

"As salamu aleiykum wa rahmatullahi wa barakatuh.

 

 We welcome dialogue with your most esteemed nation. Preparations for the arrival of your diplomatic envoy are underway, and I personally guarantee their safe movement throughout our Capital Mosul. We ask only that any female representatives would have their hair covered and dress modestly, this being our only requirement. Your concerns will be addressed by our diplomatic team. We have many issues to discuss with you."

 

wa’l-salaamu ‘alayka,

Abu Musa al-Quraishi, Amir al-Mumineen of the Khilafa (Caliphate)

 

 

[jesbro]

Shanghai

 

Imperial Royal Palace

 

Jake told Jesse what was going on. "Good news first. The world is in great shape. We got a war going on in the Middle East as someone is trying to create a unified empire much like the one Salah al-Din had during the Crusades although this guy is taking it to the next level."

 

Jesse didn't see a problem there. "So what is the problem. They have been warring against each other there since the Dragon Empire fell thosands of years ago. If someone can actually succeed in finally uniting them to make things more peaceful there I would consider it a good thing. Sure many will still die but it will save a lot more in the end... Especially if we don't get involved at all?"

 

Jake was confused by this. "What do you mean by that?"

 

Jesse answered. "If they want to keep killing each other in the Middle East than I say let them. They will sort it out even if it takes another thousand years to do it. The whole reason they did terrorist attacks was because people were getting themselves involved when they shouldn't have. There are some things we just shouldn't be involved in and this is one of them. Why? Are you worried about them trying to force Islam upon us? Im not. Allah, Bahamut, he has many different names all over the world but in the end it doesn't change anything. He created Humanity for reasons we may never understand and as Dragons it is our job to protect them and fight the battles they can't. However this isn't one of them."

 

"What if they try to attack us?" Jake asked him.

 

"Then we would burn it all and make them wish they were never born but right now they have no reason to attack us just as we have no reason to attack them. And I would like to keep it that way."

 

Jake finally agreed. "Understood. Will put our friend Ardeth on standby just in case we need more information on them."

 

Jesse. “Yes but for now he is just an observer and nothing more. Should be easy for him since he has been doing it since he was born.”

 

Jake. “What if they try to kill him for some reason?”

 

Jesse. “He might look like a human but he is a Dragon like us. If anything I would be more worried about what will happen to anyone stupid enough to try.”

Edited March 14, 2021 by jesbro

[VIIMares]

The Black Flag

 

 Erbil is erupting with celebrations even amidst sporadic fighting as remaining Kurdish strong points are isolated and annihilated by Ghurabaa forces. 4 Ghurabaa tanks roll up to the Kurdish Governorate building over the corpses and debris littering the street, oddly reminiscent of former Commander al-Quraishi's daring ride into Mosul City Center. Iklas and the men of LION-1 Spearhead 3 jump down from the vehicles in the midst of several young men cheering and singing the 'Muslim State Anthem' 

"The Shaytan's order has been shattered

See now, their multitudes are scattered!"

Iklas tosses them his empty pistol, and the young men are awestruck. The team bursts through the bullet-riddled doors of the main entryway. A VBIED blast echoes from across the city as Ghurabaa forces devastate a Kurdish stronghold that was frustrating their advance. Iklas emerges, with the mujahideen, from the Governorate balcony with his black flag in hand. As it waves in the smoky air, Iklas declares, "The Khilafa is victorious! It will remain and expand until the Last Day, subhanallah! We demonstrate this before the eyes of the world so that it cannot be denied. To your governments, we invite you in peace. To our enemies, come to us mercilessly and with all you have at your disposal because our ally is ALLAH subhanahu wa ta'ala!" The Kurdish flag is thrown onto the street below where the gathering crowd take turns dancing upon it, and the Black flag free of any symbols or idols is placed atop the building. 

 

Erbil has fallen.

 

 Not far from the events at the Kurdish Governorate, at the Erbil Intl. Hospital, Ghurabaa wounded have steadily been streaming in for treatment. Abu Isa al-Iraqi, new Commander of the JGJ enters one of the rooms with two armed men, their faces menacingly hidden behind black balaclavas. "Asalamualaikum." He approaches the injured man laying on the hospital bed. "You may believe it or not, wallahi I am glad you have survived. We have big plans for you, Prime Minister."  Masour's heart is racing on the adjacent monitor as he awakens to the horrifying reality of falling into mujahideen hands. 

[jesbro]

Jesse flew to the golden Bahamut statue at the top of the snow covered mountain in his Dragon form.

 

It was always peaceful there and the monks who lived at the monastery kept it in good condition.

 

Like many in the past such as Jesus and Mohammed he also had visions where he was able to talk with him directly. This was the nearest place where there was no interference when he did so.

 

He closed his eyes while kneeling in front of the statue and when he opened them he was floating above  clouds with a huge Golden Dragon in front of him.

 

“Welcome. It has been a while since we last had a conversation.” The Dragons voice boomed all around him.

 

Jesse replied. “Yes. For a long time now there has been peace on Earth but… I am afraid it’s coming to an end.”

 

Bahamut already knew what he was talking about. “Ah. You are worried about the Ghurabaa Caliphate.”

 

Jesse. “Should I not be worried about them? I mean in a way they claim to be doing this for you anyways.”

 

Bahamut replied to that. “People have been doing good and bad things in my name since they were first created. Whether they truly are or not… That is for you to find out yourself. Do you remember the most important lesson I gave you?”

 

Jesse answered. “Everything is not always as it seems.”

 

Bahamut smiled. “Indeed. The same applies to what is going on now.”

 

Jesse. “Are you saying that their leader is a…”

 

Bahamut. “Again that is something for you to find out yourself. Or perhaps have you agents find the information for you.”

 

Jesse. “Ardeth? What is his connection to this?”

 

Bahamut answered. “Much more than you know. But again even if I know the answer it is still something you have to find out yourself. Do you remember the other important lesson I taught you?”

 

Jesse knew it. “History always tends to repeat itself even if it is in ways different from before.”

 

Bahamut was glad he remembers. “Exactly. Find out what is truly going on with Ghurabaa and you will also find the other answers you are looking for… And perhaps some you were not.”

 

Jesse closed and opened his eyes again and he was back in front of the statue. A monk went over to him and gave him a golden medallion with Bahamut’s symbol on it.

 

The monk told him why. “We were told to give this to you when you came here. Bahamut said you would know what it meant.”

 

Indeed Jesse did. In the past the medallions were used in order to give humans Dragon abilities just like he had. Did Ghurabaa have access to one or more of them. If so did they plan on using it to strengthen their army? There was only one way to find out. “Time to go meet with Ardeth.”

Edited March 21, 2021 by jesbro

[VIIMares]

Fog of War

 

The war against the Kurds was considered by most to be a sideshow to the Ghurabaa main advance toward Baghdad, but as weeks and months pass, the Kurdish campaign continues with no end in sight and the goal of Baghdad drifts further away. 

 It was becoming evident to Sheik Iklas that the hard fought triumphs against the Kurds were bogging down the jihad that began as a fiery blitz across Iraq. And despite the propaganda videos, losses upon the cream of their mujahideen were heavy. 

Even the ‘spear tip’ of their forces, LION-1, had been reduced to suicidal shock troops quickly being bled dry in the Kurdish theatre of war, though these efforts had been achieving their desired effect of decimating the Kurdish mid-level officer core which diminished the threat of Kurdish coordinated assaults against the Caliphate in the long term. 

 

...

 

In the Ghurabaa stronghold of Tal Afar, high command of the political and military structure hold yet another meeting, this time discussing the state of the Kurdish front. Yet to arrive, Sheik Iklas prostrates himself in prayer “Glory to my Lord, Most High.” 

When he completes Salah, an assistant hands him his briefcase of documents and he makes his way to the meeting. His Shariah Council was hampered with the direct set up of local Islamic courts & correcting broad jurisprudence along Shariah Law often in remote and recently captured regions hardly assimilated to a Muslim state.

 It was the Shura Council now advising the Khalifa directly and the new Caliphate Committee of Delegates was the planning, supervisory and execution-of-order body. These were staffed by hundreds of men claiming to have government and finance credentials dating back to a Babylonian regime. This was the real potency behind Ghurabaa’s rise- a superb organizational structure handed to them on a platter by these mysterious ‘Babylonians’. It was these whom Iklas was to meet with soon.

 

He enters in the midst of a discussion led by the President of the Committee, Bilal al-Babili.

 

“Hundreds of jihad-oriented insurgencies and so-called Islamic Empires have come and gone for generations. Indeed, all of them shared aspirations to establish the Khilafa, which we have achieved in mere months, but none have had the command structure, the financial network and Sunnah of pure Islam in faith and practice.”

 

Sheik Iklas added, “They also didn’t have our mujahideen.”

 

President Babili, “Welcome to the discussion brother al-Iklas. Assalamualaikum.”

 

Sheik Iklas responds, “Wa alaikum Salam. I am glad to finally meet with you face to face. You have proven to be quite the elusive man, despite the reach of your office within the Caliphate. I now find myself in a web of red-tape which your office seems to be producing at a growing pace.”

 

President Bilal retorts, “You’ll have you chance to speak at length. I was about to unveil my- our latest op. That is, Operation Manchuria, the Caliphate’s bold knock-out strike against the taghut Kurds, using their own loyalty to ethnic self-governance against them. We have turned Prime Minister Masour. He is going to return as their leader with all the trappings of nationalism, yet pledge loyalty to us. Er.. to the Khalifa, effectively pacifying the Kurdish resistance.”

 

 Sheik Iklas resisted, “How is this justifiable under the Prophetic Method? The Kurds must capitulate to Islam and become full subjects of the Khilafa or face the sword. Under your proposed plan they would effectively continue on as a semi-autonomous region!” 

 

Babili “Operation Manchuria is the only guarantee that our war effort will not dissolve into an insurgency on the back foot. There are no two ways about it. The Prime Minister is offering his full unconditional cooperation, do you want to be the one to oppose it?” 

 

Iklas, “It was in response to your own advisors that we pulled back from the Iraqi theatre to open a front with the Kurds and look at the losses we have sustained! How can we trust your latest proposal, and hear your counsel in light of this blunder?”

 

Babili “Everything has been unveiled according to plan. Had you been here at the start of this meeting you would have heard this in my opening statement. Perhaps, things have moved too quickly for you Iklas, but there is a chain of command now and you’re a few links further down than you think. Next time I’d try not to be late.”

 

Iklas, “You planned these losses..” He pauses as he makes a realization, “I departed for this meeting immediately after Salah. Come to think of it, I have not seen one of you excuse yourselves for prayer since I’ve met you.”

 

Babili, “That is all we have for today.. Sheik.. this meeting is finished. We have jihad to attend to.” 

 

...

 

Sheik Iklas storms out of the meeting. But, Babili continues his discussion with the Committee Delegates, Jihad Command and representatives of the Shura Council late into the evening.

 

Babili, “Have we tracked the artifacts yet?”

 

General Isa al-Iraqi responds, “The Kurds have been transporting them just out of reach of our forces every time we advance. The Museum of Erbil was already ransacked by the time we launched our offensive. Looked like someone flew in and took a flame thrower to the upper level. Inexplicable damage. They took as much care of their collection as of their own Government.”

 

Babili grinned almost menacingly, and for a moment his parted lips seemed to reveal fangs rather than teeth. “I have what I need from Erbil Museum. As for the elusiveness of the artifacts, perhaps it is for the best. The mujahideen have a tendency to destroy ‘idolatrous’ artifacts. So we are sparing no expense on good intel. If your troops are nearing suspected locations of the artifacts, hold them back. As always, consider this matter classified.”

 

General Isa al-Iraqi salutes, “Yes, sir.”

 

Babili, addresses the rest of the men in attendance, “The upstarts must be kept busy with the business of maintaining the Caliphate. We’ve given them the infrastructure, an impeccable business model, with financial backing. By naming Quraishi as Khalifa we have filled his vacancy with a commander we can command. And Iklas with his studious, deliberating Shariah Council can work out their utopia on the ground while we oversee it all from the clouds.”

Edited April 4, 2021 by VIIMares

[jesbro]

Jesse would end up meeting with Ardeth at a small café in the Egyptian coastal city of Alexandria.

 

Jesse made sure to keep himself hidden from any prying eyes. He wasn’t really worried about anyone trying to kill him but he was still a world leader and right now he didn’t need that publicity. 

 

“Good to see you again Jess.” Ardeth greeted him as he sat down in the chair on the other side of the small table. “Or do you want me to call you Emperor?” He said as a joke.

 

“I think you already know the answer to that question. Anyways I assume that you know why I am here.” Jesse said to him.

 

"We have reports of him from all over the Middle East but the latest is Jerusalem.”

 

Jesse was interested. “Really? Now why would my evil uncle Gladius be there?”

 

Ardeth answered. “The Temple Mount. You know it’s history. Considered a holy site by the Jews, Christians, and Muslims But now… Something big has been found underneath it.”

 

Jesse. “Let me guess. They found Dragon Empire ruins from thousands of years ago.”

 

Ardeth. “Yes. And they still had power as well.”

 

Jesse. “How do you know that?”

 

Ardeth. “Because I was there. My brother is an archeologist who specializes in long gone yet very advanced civilization such as the Ancient Empire. He wanted me there as a bodyguard.”

 

Jesse. “OK. What does this have to do with finding Gladius?”

 

Ardeth. “Because he was there as well in his human form that you described to me. He was the one who funded the entire excavation. He is looking for something big and while we found a lot there I am not sure if we did find exactly what he was looking for. But we did find some medallions like the one you are wearing.”

 

Jesse. “What happened to them?”

 

Ardeth. “He sent them east. We were tracking them but they were taken by Kurdish forces in the area. Now he has tasked his forces in Ghurabaa with retrieving them. Promised that he would help the Caliphate take over the world if they helped him. They have sent their elite forces and they will kill all the Kurds and take back the medallions unless…”

 

Jesse understood what he needed to do. “Unless I find the Kurds before they do.”

 

Ardeth. “I have a friend with them in Baghdad and it would be an honor to fight by your side and save them. I have a plane ready at a local airstrip to take us there. We will leave tomorrow morning. For now get some rest. Even you will need it."

 

The next morning as the plane they were in approached Baghdad there was a Dragon flying above the city and it gave an evil grin when it saw them. "Oh this will be fun."

 

Jesse recognized him immediately as they got closer. "It's him. It's Gladius. He is probably leading the attack on the city. Land the plane safely. I will cover you."

 

Ardeth. "How?"

 

Jesse then transformed into his Red Dragon form and jumped out of the plane.

 

 

Gladius flew over to him but he didn't attack yet. 

"So we meet again young Prince. Or should I call you Emperor of Asia now like your people do?"

 

"Doesn't matter what you call me because it won't change what I am about to do to you." Jesse replied.

 

Gladius simply continued. "You may have slowed down my plans in other parts of the world but that's just it. You were never able to stop me completely and you still can't. We don't have to be enemies here. Join me and together we will bring back the Dragon Empire."

 

"I already am. I'm just doing it a lot better and more peaceful than you ever would. So if anything you should be joining me. But since I won't ever be able to trust you not to stab me in the back... I'm just going to end you here."

 

Normal bullets wouldn't be able to hurt Dragons but their claws still could. Gladius would end up getting the upper hand in the fight and slicing Jesse a few times before throwing down into the middle of a large square in the center of the city.

 

The people there would run away in fear as they continued their fight. Gladius continued to mock him as he even let Jesse heal a bit. "You can't win this. I could kill you right now without really trying but I am not going to. You still have so much potential but you are blinded by what your parents and Maelstrom told you. I want to change everyone in order to help them be just like you and me. There would be no more hunger, no more pain, the world will finally be at peace but that's only if we change them all into what we are."

 

Jesse would try attacking him again but Gladius was able to dodge and slice him some more before throwing him into a building. "You can't stop The Change that is coming. Soon my forces will destroy the Kurds including your friend."

 

Jesse then got a message from Ardeth. "The base is under attack. They are everywhere. We don't have enough men to hold out!"

 

Gladius gave him an offer. "Tell your friend to surrender the medallions peacefully and their lives will be spared. Otherwise they will all die."

 

Jesse replied to Ardeth. "Don't listen to them if they tell you to surrender. They must not get those medallions. Destroy them if you can!"

 

Gladius then used a large pistol to shoot the wrist computer that Jesse was using. "I hope you know you just condemned them to death. I am not going to kill you Jesse. I am just going to leave you here knowing that you just killed your friend for nothing when you could have saved him. We will meet again and when we do you will have hopefully made your choice by then. You can either help me change the world for the better or I will destroy you and everyone you love and their deaths will be on your hands as well."

 

As Gladius flew away Jesse's wounds would begin to heal but it would still be many minutes until he was strong enough to get up and fly to the base. 

 

When he got there the base was destroyed and covered in dead bodies. In the middle was a dead Dragon who Jesse recognized as Ardeth. He had been killed by Gladius himself before he took the medallions the Kurds had.

 

Jesse sobbed for a bit before promising that he would eventually find Gladius again and kill him and all his forces once and for all. He then flew back to China. If he was ever going to find him again and stop him than Jesse was going to need some more help.

Edited April 4, 2021 by jesbro

[VIIMares]

The Stage is Set

 

 

Returning to his Tal Afar clandestine command center, and in regular form, Caliphate Committee Delegates President Al-Babili rinses dried blood off his brow before enter the meeting room. 

A Babylonian aide rushes up to him, "Sir, our offensive against the Kurds.."

Al-Babili interrupts, "Was a resounding success. I know, I was there." 

He continues toward General al-Iraqi, leaving the stunned and confused aide standing alone.

General al-Iraqi salutes him, "Sir. All the blood and treasure we poured into this operation has paid off. Taking Kurkuk was a huge surprise which left the Kurdish forces of Sulaymaniyah isolated. The offensive into Sulaymaniyah has brought all their artifacts into our possession. Congratulations."

Al-Babili replies, "Yes, but there remains quite a bit of a mess for us to clean up. We need to justify this unsanctioned offensive to Khalifa Al-Quraishi, we need to conclude this now pointless war with the Kurds.. and one last thing, I need the Khilafa fanboys in Baghdad on the line, Asad al-Tawhid. We need a cover up."

 

...

 

Baghdad was on high alert following its attack on the Caliphate with the complete loss of a helicopter along with its crew, and now a major disruption in the City Center that needed to be investigated. Eye-witnesses and police forces were at the scene of destruction to determine what exactly caused such damage. While, most citizens had been ordered in-doors at the launch of the anti-Ghurabaa air raid, several essential personnel had been present and claimed something fell from the sky. The wildest claims described reptilian beasts moving within the smoke and rubble following the event. At that moment, a van approached. It had after-market police sirens attached to its top and crude government decals along its side. It was able to approach the police zone undisturbed before accelerating at high speed into the small crowd of witnesses and police. 

 

"ALLAH GRANT VICTORY TO THE KHILAFA. JUDGEMENT UPON BAGHDAD! ALLAHU AKBARRR!"

 

A man screamed from the driverside window as the van plowed forward before a massive explosion rocked the entire city. Bodies were eviscerated and nearby buildings partially demolished in a blinding flash. All evidence of what had happened here only a short time prior would be relegated to fringe conspiracy blogs, as the news of a "terrorist attack" by proxies of the Muslim State, Asad al-Tawhid, stole the headlines in Baghdad. 

 

...

 

The Caliphate Committee of Delegates coordinated a high-profile transport to the city of Erbil with armed escort. The city was by now firmly under the Caliphate's control, but every measure was taken by the Committee to see that this plan went off without a hitch. The armored convoy arrived at the now abandoned Kurdish Regional Governorate building. A Committee member radioed in to a mysterious figure listening on the other end, "V.I.P. has arrived. Stage is set."

 They exit the vehicles as a well-dressed man is rushed into the doors of the building. Only after this point do the cameras begin rolling. Had the regular mujahideen, who fought on the ground, caught wind of what was taking place, they surely would have stormed Erbil again. Suddenly, the balcony doors open for the first time since Sheik Iklas announced the fall of the city. A familiar man approaches, but he is flanked by unfamiliar faces. He looks back for a moment, and one of the men nods to him assuredly. 

 

Prime Minister Masour appears. 

 

"Ladies and Gentlemen. Valiant people of the Kurdish nation, and lions of the Ghurabaa Caliphate. Over these passed several weeks, I have been a prisoner of war following the capture of our capital by the victorious mujahideen. I have seen and heard of the many battles that have taken place and I praise you all for your faithfulness, each to that which you believe. But, it is time we face facts. I tell you, my dear Kurdistan, that the Caliphate is bringing order, re-establishing civilization, and building a better world. We should find our place in that better world which we know these lands have groaned for, only too long. So today, I ask you all to stand with me again with the same resilience you showed the whole world in war- only this time, for peace. With this, I declare as the legitimately elected head of the Kurdish nation, our official surrender to the Caliphate and an immediate cessation of hostilities against them. I will be addressing you in the coming days regarding the new course of our nation. Thank you. God bless you. And long live the Caliphate and Kurdistan side by side!"

 

As per their private agreement, the Kurdish petroleum black market that operates along the regional borders of Turkey and Syria, has been handed over to Ghurabaa control, increasing its range and scope to provide a steady and unofficial flow of cash into the Caliphate's coffers. Al-Babili, the mastermind behind this agreement, gambled that this along with the peace deal would suffice as an effective bribe to the Khalifa, Abu Musa Al-Quraishi, in response to the unsanctioned attack on Kurdish Sulaymaniyah with its losses of yet more veteran mujahideen.