This is my cross-over fiction of vatanim sensin and the narcos history/tv show. Finally, after two months of plotting here's the first part of the story. I hope you guys enjoy this! Basically, this is the vatanim sensin characters with the narcos history and plot combined in my head and made into this story!

A big thank you to burningdesireforchocolate on tumblr for helping me first come up with the idea and helping me plot it out, a big thank you to byroncarter on tumblr for helping me through the story and editing, and a thank you to Faragora on twitter for being my third beta on this story. I needed a lot of help and motivation on this story but you three made it easier and made it so much fun.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the VS characters or narcos characters. These are characters based loosely on history so I any similarities are due to that.

All right if you've read this far, here's a bit of background. Leon and Ali Kemal grew up in the states after their mother and Azize left Vasili and Cevdet. Years later the brothers learn that Vasili and Cevdet head the CevVas cartel and so they take it upon themselves to take their father down. Hilal comes along because she's not leaving her husband alone on his mission. They enter a world that's complicated by the fact that many fear Vasili and few are brave enough to stand up to him. This will be a journey that will test their wills and their hearts.

Chapter 1: The Beginning

Part 1

Imagine a single man so powerful he could pay your country's debt and still have more cash left over than most legitimate businesses. Imagine a man who could buy out half the police and scare the other half. Imagine him building homes for the poor in one city just as he murdered in the hundreds in another. Imagine a man who destroyed lives every second he breathed, who craved not just money but power and recognition. Who even aspired to be the president of his home country, even as he was poisoning his home country. Imagine a man so formidable he could dictate terms to the country he held hostage. Imagine a man who would take every bit of manpower from several countries to finally put down; imagine a man who would go to war with his own government and his own people just to survive.

Imagine if that man was your father.

But I'm getting ahead of myself, this story begins about fifteen years ago in Chicago.

My brother and I were brought to the states when we were toddlers, our mother brought us to escape our past in Greece. More specifically, she wanted to escape the madman that was our father. More on that later. Her closest friend, Azize and her two daughters followed us, we weren't the only ones wanting to escape from our father and his friends. We landed in Chicago and lived an unassuming life, trying desperately to live a normal life away from the poisonous environment. But you can never escape your past, and sometimes you have a responsibility to face it.

Chicago 2007

Leon was flipping through his textbook sighing as he reminded himself that he just needed to study for a few more days for his advanced placement exams and then he would be free for the summer. He would finally graduate high school and relax a bit before college. Of course, that would include job hunting and finally deciding on what he wanted to study in college. He raked a hand through his hair and breathed.

He heard a door open and glanced up to see his older brother walk in through the door, "Hey."

Ali Kemal, "Hey, how was your day?"

Leon groaned.

"That bad," Ali Kemal said as he sat next to Leon.

Leon shut the book and turned to face his brother, "That bad. Was your day better than mine?"

His brother nodded, "Had an interesting day for sure, my adviser met with me today and told me that I would be a good fit for law enforcement, saying the qualities he saw in me and my interests seem to point towards a career like that. Said he could get me into an internship with the DEA."

Leon raised an eyebrow, "Didn't know you were interested in law enforcement."

Ali Kemal shrugged, "I may have asked my adviser about some criminal law classes next year, but he said some pretty interesting things that made me want to join DEA."

"Not sure our mother would approve," Leon remarked.

Their mother was notorious for being overly protective of the both, making sure to check on them at least twice a day and insisting on the two of them remaining in Chicago. She reasoned that the city had several universities so there was no reason for them venture far away from her. She had been this way from since they were young, always fearful that something may happen to her two boys. Leon and Ali Kemal had always assumed it had something to do with their father back in Greece, that the man had been abusive or scared their mother enough to make her run across the world. They wondered what made their mother so fearful that their father would turn up someday, and both had tried to remember anything relating to their father to understand. But all they could remember was a smiling man who loved to bring toys and jewelry for their mother. When they were younger they tried asking their mother about their father, only for her to become agitated and order them to never ask about him again.

Eventually, they stopped asking.

Their mother had only grown more anxious as they grew, as if the more and more Leon and Ali Kemal became independent meant they were being put further into danger.

And while Leon humored her on occasion, his older brother constantly resisted her smothering. Ali Kemal wasn't about to let anyone restrict him, and he and his mother had always fought each other whenever Veronica tried to restrict him. They had a long row over where Ali Kemal would go to college, it was only after Leon had practically begged his brother to stay, saying he didn't think their mother could take it if one of them left. Leon had brought up their father, saying clearly something about their mother's past was enough to make her fearful and they couldn't leave her alone if she was afraid like this. Ali Kemal had finally seemed to agree but made Leon promise that one day they would sit their mother down and demand answers.

"We can't live like this forever, brother," he had said gruffly.

"Well, I don't need her approval to pick a career," Ali Kemal said stubbornly.

Leon rolled his eyes, "Please don't start that now."

Ali Kemal frowned before he leaned back, "Fine, I'd much rather talk about Hilal."

Leon's eyes narrowed, "What about Hilal?"

His brother smirked, "When are you going to tell her you're madly in love with her and write romantic letters to her that you hide under your bed?"

His younger brother glowered at him.

"So, you haven't told her?" Ali Kemal mused, "Leon, if you keep waiting she's going to fall for some tall, dark and handsome. He'll probably be broody and mysterious too."

"Shut up," Leon snapped but his eyes looked unsure, "Do you think that's her type?"

Ali Kemal shrugged, "I don't know, but you can't keep waiting, Leon. Hilal might not wait forever."

Leon sighed, "I know that, but I don't think she feels the same."

"You don't know that for sure," his brother reasoned.

"I'm pretty sure I do," his brother said defeatedly.

"Then move on with your life, Leon. Find someone better," Ali Kemal offered wisely.

Leon's eyebrows shot up and he sputtered incredulously, "Someone better? She's the most beautiful woman in the world. She's kind and loyal, and God do I love her determination. No one is as smart or as stubborn as her and she makes me so angry sometimes, and I love her more for how she riles me up. She's perfect."

Ali Kemal rolled his eyes, "Then why don't you just tell her all that? So I don't have to keep hearing it."

Leon shot him a glare but he was cut off by Yildiz running, her hair wild and her makeup messed up. Her eyes were wild and she had clearly been crying.

With Yildiz and her mother and sister living next door, and with their close relationship with the brothers, both sisters had a key to their house so they could let themselves in.

"Yildiz!" Leon jumped up as Ali Kemal ran over to her.

They circled as she blubbered on incoherently, shaking.

Finally, Leon placed his arms on her shoulders and she froze, "Yildiz, it's going to be okay. I'm sure whatever it is it will be fine. Just tell me what happened?"

He was gentle but firm as he softly told her to calm down and tell them what had happened. Slowly, Yildiz was calming down and visibly relaxing.

Ali Kemal had to hand it to Leon, he knew how to handle people better.

Leon looked her in the eyes, "We're here, Yildiz, okay?"

Yildiz nodded and finally her breathing slowed, "It was awful, Leon."

Leon looked worried now, but he tried not to let his panic show, "Has something happened to Hilal?"

Yildiz shook her head and Leon visibly relaxed, "No, thank God no."

"It's Eleni," Yildiz spit out and her eyes found Ali Kemal who felt his world drop.

"What?" he croaked, "Yildiz, is she okay? Where is she?"

"Ali Kemal, let her answer," Leon ordered.

But Yildiz was looked bewildered at Ali Kemal, "She's in the hospital, we went out clubbing and I lost her for a moment, and when I finally found her she was unconscious in the club bathroom."

"Where is she now, Yildiz?" Ali Kemal demanded letting his anger get the better of him, "What the hell happened to my girlfriend? Where did you leave her in your carelessness?"
"Ali Kemal!" Leon reprimanded but Yildiz ignored him.

She stared straight at Ali Kemal, "Did you know that your girlfriend had a dealer who was giving her cocaine? Did you know why she visited that club? You are always quick to think the worst of me, but it wasn't me who put her in this position."

Ali Kemal couldn't believe what he was hearing, "Shut up, Yildiz!"

"No! You're not the only one who cares about her!" she spat, "That son of a bitch ex- boyfriend of hers got her hooked on it and now she's lying in a hospital bed fighting for her life while that low-life is walking the streets free! He's probably delivering his poison to a couple more victims as we speak! And all you can think of is how to blame me for this?"

"I'll kill him with my bare hands," Ali Kemal growled but Yildiz shook her head violently.

She shoved Leon away, "She's at the hospital near Greektown, mom is there with her. You should go visit her. You'll just get yourself in trouble if you try to catch that jerk."

Leon cut in, "She's right, Eleni needs you. Leave that asshole to the authorities."

Ali Kemal nodded quickly before running out of the room.

Yildiz watched him leave silently, as Leon took her hand, "He was just angry, he didn't mean his words."
Yildiz looked up at him, her eyes filled with tears. But anger burned through her tears, and Leon could practically feel the heat radiating off her.

"I have to go," she murmured as she pulled away and left.

Eleni survived the night, to everyone's relief. As her doctor, Azize reported that she would live. The experience would touch everyone's life; this was a turning point for all of us. Ali Kemal would join the DEA training program, and when our Mother protested, he told her he couldn't stand by and let others go through what Eleni did. That if he could make sure that even one youth didn't lose their life to drugs that he was making a difference. I backed him up and our mother was outmatched. She could only shake her head and mutter worriedly softly to herself.

I would join him a year later. I thought of it as doing my duty, to serve my country by saving people from Eleni's fate.

Hilal decided to become an emergency room nurse, saying this was her way to save people.

Yildiz's reaction was surprising. She hadn't visited Eleni in the hospital, and spent most of the week afterwards leaving the house with a sketchbook and a stack of books. She wouldn't return until late at night, and this went on for a full week.

The day after Eleni was discharged from the hospital, Azize invited Veronica and her sons over for a welcome home brunch. Ali Kemal brought Eleni over just as Hilal and Leon were setting the table.

Eleni smiled weakly at everyone, still pale and ill from the effects of the overdose, "You really didn't have to go through all this trouble."

Ali Kemal smiled at her gently and kissed her on the forehead, "Nonsense."

"You're practically family," Hilal said kindly as Leon nodded in agreement.

"And it's no trouble at all, Eleni," Azize said firmly.

Veronica entered the room just then, but paused as she caught sight of Eleni. She handed a dish of food to Leon before turning back to study Eleni with a sad look in her eyes, almost looking guilty. Azize seemed to notice and placed a hand on the other woman's shoulder, but Veronica shook her head at her wordless question. Leon briefly wondered if Eleni was reminding her of something, perhaps connected to her past.

Veronica suddenly moved forward and hugged Eleni tightly, "We're so glad you're okay, sweetheart."

Eleni returned the hug, "I'm so lucky to be alive, Miss Veronica."

"We're all blessed to still have you in our lives," Azize said gently, "And we'll be here for you, no matter what happens from here on out, you'll have all of us to support you."

Eleni wiped her eyes, "Thank you, it feels good to know I won't have to face this alone."

Just then Yildiz rushed down the stairs. She barely glanced at anyone as she grabbed her keys and sketchbook. The entire party just stared at her for a moment wondering what was going on with her. Surely, she couldn't be this careless of her friend's condition, not after practically suffering a break down during the whole ordeal with Eleni's overdose.

A few seconds passed and Yildiz had yet to acknowledge anyone in the room.

"Yildiz, where were you? We were preparing things for Eleni," Azize finally asked displeased.

But Yildiz still wasn't paying attention, she stuffed her sketchbook into her bag before finally saying, "I have to go."
"Go?" Azize echoed in disbelief, not believing what she was hearing from her eldest.

Hilal finally cut in, "Eleni just got here, Yildiz, don't you think you should be welcoming your friend back?"

Hilal was looking at her sister in derision and was about to take a step forward if not for Leon pulling her gently back muttering a quiet warning.

She shoved him off angrily, "What? She's being rude and selfish!"

Leon sighed.

"It's fine, really," Eleni said softly.

It was at that moment that Yildiz finally looked up and locked eyes with Eleni, "I'm glad you're okay, but I really need to do this. You'll understand why someday."

"What? Pursuing your fashion degree?" Hilal spit out.

"Hilal," Leon hissed.

Yildiz turned to her sister and promised, "I'm going to do important things, Hilal."

And with that, Yildiz ran out.

Yildiz left the next week on a scholarship to an art school in Virginia. For the next five years, she barely came home.