Hello and welcome to Sin never dies part 1. I hope you enjoy and please review. I must warn you that this is a sequel to People like her so if you haven't read it, spoilers. I hope you like this new direction and please suggest anything you would like to see. I do not own Carrie or anything that can be associated with it except the OC.

It had been 12 years since The Black Prom and Carrie had re-adjust to life. She had took her mothers maiden name Brigham. It was similar to her old home but was quiet and nobody seemed to know who she was. Over the last twelve years she had met a man and fell in love and had a child. She didn't really keep contact with the others who helped her but she always regretted doing it. She knew Jerome left San Diego and set up somewhere else. Cillian and Jennifer moved somewhere else but no one really knew where. Alan became a professor at Harvard in telekinesis. She had no idea what happened to Michael but had heard rumours that he had been helping more people with their powers. She had gotten married to a man called Nathan Kane and they had a daughter three years ago called Margaret.

Carrie was in her bed with her husband. It was 6am and her daughter came rushing in and jumped on her bed.

''Its my birthday.'' She said.

''Yes it is and happy birthday.'' Carrie said whilst Nathan was trying to work out what was going on.

Carrie was making breakfast for Margaret. Nathan walked in wearing a suit. He had thick brown hair and pale skin. He sat down and Carrie gave him a plate of pancakes.

''So what do to do today?'' Nathan asked Margaret.

Whilst Nathan and Margaret were talking Carrie was distracted by the TV. It showed a burning building. The reporter was standing in front of it.

''They say the car started floating and drove into the house and then exploded.'' Carrie knew what had happened but had no idea who did it. Since the black prom telekinesis had started to be taken very seriously and that caused problems for people who had it. There were rumours that they were experimented on and turned into weapons. It was only a rumour but Carrie was worried it was true and it made her scared to show herself.

''Are you ok?'' Nathan asked her and she brushed it off.

''Yeah, so what are we up to?'' Carrie asked.

''Well Margaret wants to go to see a show tonight.'' Nathan said curious about how she got the idea.

''The circus.'' Margaret yelled. Carrie just smiled at her.

''Fair enough, Nathan book the tickets.'' Carrie said as Nathan went to his computer to book the tickets.

Carrie, Nathan and Margaret are queuing outside to get into the circus. A gunshot is heard and a woman starts running down the road. She looks at Carrie and suddenly falls to the ground and starts moving backwards towards a man. He is wearing a grey suit with brown hair but it had a grey bit on the sides. His face was pale but had a slight tan. This was Michael. Carrie was shocked and surprised, he had the same look.

''Oh my god.'' Carrie whispered under her breath. Michael walked up to her. They were separated by the rope.

''Hi.'' Michael said. Several police ran up to him and flew back a few meters.

''You got grey.'' Carrie was shocked by seeing him. She hadn't seen him in years and he barely changed.

''It's a family thing. My dad was grey before he was thirty. I heard you had a family.'' Michael said as the woman started to run away again. He nodded and ran off after her.

''Who was that?'' Nathan asked her.

''It was a man I used to work with a few years ago.'' Carrie said as. They started to walk into the theatre.

Carrie was sat through the entire show thinking about that one night and how she changed. The guilt was starting to kill her. She started to have tears run down the cheek and her family assumed it was the show.

Several days had passed and terrorist attacks had become a more common thing. All over the country things just started moving and destroying things. Carrie was really worried that Michael was starting to do things he was going to regret. She was having constant nightmares about that night all those years ago and it really got to her.

The next day Carrie had gone to work as a school counsellor. She didn't really know why she became one of them but she thought it would be good for her and she wanted to help people like her. She was in her office watching the news of the recent attacks and a student came in wanting to talk.

''Hello, how can I help you?'' Carrie asked as the student sat in front of her.

''Well my name is Lisa Parker and I need some help.'' She started to go on about how she slept with one of the jocks and how she found it was just a game. This made Carrie feel sick to the core.

Carrie was trying to get the jock who was called Eric Stark suspended but she had no luck because of the lack of evidence.

''This is complete bull.'' Carrie yelled at the principal.

''Look there is nothing we can do, she slept with him by choice and we don't even know if these so called sex games even exist.'' The principal was tired and didn't want to discuss it any further.

''This is bull.'' Carrie yelled as she stormed out making a picture fall down with her powers.

Later that night Carrie was starting to remember those horrible memories of the Black Prom but she was trying to keep it under control. She went out to get milk and the hair on her neck stood up when she heard the voice she dreaded to hear.

''These attacks are getting worse. They say an oil tanker just flew in the sky crashing into a building.'' The man walked out of the shadows. He was wearing a tailored suit with brown hair. He had a scar on the left side of his face. This was Gareth.

''How have you been?'' Gareth asked. He was not as angry as Carrie always remembered but she was worried because of how it ended with Steve.

''Good, I got a family now.'' Carrie said, she didn't know why she said it but she assumed it was because she didn't want Gareth to attack.

''Don't worry, I wont attack. I need to know about these terrorist attacks.'' Gareth was as concerned as Carrie about when it came to these.

''I don't know anything about them. Why should I even talk to you or even trust you.'' Carrie was trying to sound strong and didn't want to use her powers.

''You shouldn't trust him, you can trust me though.'' Michael said as he walked up behind her.

''What is going on?'' Carrie yelled making a bin fall over.

''Dark times are coming.'' Michael said. He sounded cold and worn out.

''It all started a year ago when there was an explosion at Arkham Asylum. We believe the man who caused it was someone you don't want to walk into.'' Gareth said trying to be informative.

''His name is Eric Geller. He is like us but more powerful and he is insane. We believe he broke out and is planning on something big.'' Michael said, he didn't want to drag Carrie into this but he needed all the help he could get.

''Will you help us recruit more people and assemble your old team?'' Gareth asked and Carrie nodded. It was her duty to do this or so she thought.

In a cold, dark corridor a man walked up to a metal door. He opened it and cringed at the noise it made that was generated from the rust. The whole area was fire damaged. Inside the room was a woman hiding in the corner and not allowing the man to see any feature she had. The man kept himself hidden to.

''Do you know why I am here?'' The man asked her. She tried to move further back but was brought forward by an unknown force.

''You are a monster, child of the devil.'' The woman cried as she curled up on the floor. Her head was forced to look at him as he bent down the look at her. He had black eyes and black hair, he looked demon like to her and with a voice as cold and creepy as it was, she was scared.

''I want to know everything about your daughter... Rachel Lang.''