Disclaimer: I do not own Carrie or Ben 10. They belong to their rightful owners. Ben 10 is owned Man of Action and Carrie is owned by Stephen King.

Hi there folks, made ya'll think that a sequel will never arise, well guess what - here it is! This is Mr. Raleigh D giving you a new story called, "Carrie and Ben 10: Z-Force United". I hope you all enjoy this fic as much as I did writing it for you all. Please always leave reviews, they are always appreciated. Thank you!

Carrie and Ben 10: Z-Force United

by

Mr. Raleigh D

-1-

"Is she going to be okay, Trunks?" a boy asked.

"I don't know Gohan, she looked pretty bad though. I think the woman that was with her was in the worse shape of them all - even Buu wasn't that stupid," said another.

Carrie opened her eyes slowly, her consciousness slowly coming back. Her vision was a blur at first, but soon cleared out to the point of her seeing two boys. One boy had black spiky hair, while the other had a which had a light violate hair. They were both muscular for their age. When Carrie White finally got up, she jerked to see the two boys.

"Hey look, Gohan, she's alive!" the boy named Trunks laughed.

Carrie screamed in terror making the two boys to scream with her.

"W-w-where am I?" she backed away to the corner of the bed frightened, "Who are you?"

"You're in my room sleeping on my bed," said Gohan happily, "Are you okay?"

Carrie nodded, "I thought I was dead."

"What made you think that?" Trunks asked.

"I-I...I can't talk about it," she said getting up only to see the present sitting on the table across from her. It was the same present Ben gave to her before...it happened.

"Why? What's wrong? Did something happen?" Trunks asked sitting by her side curious about the young woman.

"I bet its Buu, that no good monster," Gohan said.

Carrie furrowed, "Are you boys part of some organization Ben called as "The Plumbers?" Carrie scratched her head. Awhile back, Ben and the gang had told her their encounter with aliens and such and how they contribute to their world. Thinking that Buu was something that connects to the Plumbers made Trunks and Gohan to have dumbfounded looks.

"I know this looks crazy, but...well...I don't know how to explain it," she continued.

"Explain what? What happened?" Trunks asked.

"It's a long story," said Carrie.

"A story that should have to wait," said a voice from afar. Trunks, Gohan, and Carrie al turned around to see a Nemek standing by the door. That was a sign for Trunks and Gohan to leave, just before saying farewell to Carrie. Piccolo had his arms crossed with a serious look in his eyes. Carrie gulped nervously. She got up and held her left hand for defense.

"Don't bother, I know who you are. He brought you here," Piccolo said.

"Who?" Carrie asked.

"You mean you don't know?" Piccolo asked.

Carrie nodded.

He sighed, "Very well, no harm done now isn't it?" he commented.

Carrie was still aghast by the alien encounter, albeit she had seen this briefly with Ben, and her friends had told her about the awareness of alien life forms. Hell Ben even transformed into a few in front of her!

What made her so nervous was that Piccolo looked like that he was about ready to kill somebody. His scowling look made the muggers of her town look like sad sacks on the playground.

"And in case you were wondering, the present by the table, it has been left untouched by foreign hands," he said, pointing to the present.

...

Carrie and Piccolo were walking in the halls together silently. They barely talked - minus Piccolo who told her briefly on what went on since she was asleep and such. Carrie couldn't shake the simple fact that she was talking to an alien, an alien telling her about chi. Weird.

"We managed to keep you alive - I thought that you weren't going to make it, but fate it seemed had other plans," said Piccolo, "You and this woman you were with."

"Momma?" Carrie shot up, "Is...is my momma...?"

"Wait, she's your mother?" Piccolo furrowed.

Carrie nodded, "Is she..."

"Yes," Piccolo said.

Carrie was about to sob, tears were already streaming, "Oh, I'm sorry momma."

"She's alive," said Piccolo, calming Carrie down. Carrie looked up at him, glaring at him slightly just for making her think that her mother joined oblivion, "She's locked up in a liquid tube being treated for her injuries."

Carrie lowered her down, Piccolo held his hand on her shoulders, "It's not your fault. I know everything what the Professor told me."

"Who?"

"Professor Paradox, you don't know him, but you will soon."

"Um..." she started to say, "I didn't..."

"Piccolo."

"Piccolo, I want to see her," Carrie said.

"You want to see her now?"

"Yes please."

Piccolo nodded, "Very well, walk with me." Piccolo leads Carrie to the other hall.

...

In a dark room, machines whirred and clanked as they aided a tube to sustain its liquid state. Floating in the liquid plugged up to the machine was the overly zealous mother, Margaret White. Her wounds made up the shape of a cross, she was no longer bleeding, of course, but the wounds were still fresh. She was alive, but critically.

Piccolo led Carrie in, closing the door behind him. Looking around, she had to admit that the scenery was very much futuristic in touch, retro-futuristic to be absolute. But that was not what caught her attention, the woman floating in the tube was what grabbed her eyes. Her mother.

Carrie slowly walked over to the tube storing her mom. Piccolo walked with her, sympathetic.

"Is there a reason why she's like this?" Piccolo asked.

"I thought the Professor..."

"The Professor told me the basics," he said, "He said that you were a social outcast trying to fit in school, but when you finally got invited to a social party, a couple of twerps poured blood on your dress and then you went on a rampage. Your mom had attacked you because you were some monster of some sorts from there, the house collapsed," he said.

"That's not all," she said. Piccolo furrowed, "Mom didn't kill herself - I killed her. I killed everyone in that prom..."

"But you had friends along the way to help you," said Piccolo.

"Yeah," Carrie said hanging down, "I don't even know if they remember that I was gone - or if they notice," she said.

Piccolo sighed. This was just sad for him to hear, as she continued on, Piccolo got interested. So far he started to hate the twerps, Billy and Chris. Things got heated as she continued on. Oh boy, if he told anyone else this story, hell would break loose. Hell, if he told Vegeta, depending on the circumstance, he would want nothing but to search the planet and kill them. So his best bet was to keep quiet.

That isn't until Gohan and Trunks breached through, wide-eyed on Carrie's past.

"WHAT?" they shouted in unison.

"You're from another dimension?" Gohan asked.

"They did what...?" Trunks asked.

Piccolo sighed, agitated at the boys. "This is suppose to be a..."

"No, Piccolo, its quite okay," she said looking at the tube of her mother, caressing the glass, "It's quite okay," she turned around to Piccolo, "They bound to know anyway."

"Are you sure you are going to be alright?" Piccolo asked.

"Question is...are YOU alright?" Trunks asked.

Carrie didn't answer, she was still traumatized on what happened. She had no family, no one to turn to. Her father left her and she barely saw her grandparents. Barely.

"Trunks?" Piccolo glared. Trunks shuts his trap. Gohan walked over to Carrie, "Are you going to be alright?" he asked.

Carrie still didn't answer, she was in another dimension and away from her friends. She was unaware if the people of this dimension would accept her for who she is. She was scared.

"Look, I assure you that everything's going to be fine," said Piccolo lifting up her chin, "I promise." He wiped a tear from Carrie's face. Carrie stared out at Piccolo who smiled. Carrie returned it with a smaller one.

Gohan and Trunks smiled and threw up peace signs.

"Now come, let me show you around the cooridor. There will be people you will love - minus Vegeta."

"Who's Vegeta?" Carrie asked.

"Why would she not like my dad?" Trunks asked.

"It's complicated," said Piccolo.

...

In the kitchen, Chi-Chi was preparing dinner. She had been sour against a certain someone due to her son's grades being so low. And boy was she going to have a fit when he comes home. Android 18 was sitting on the table reading the paper as Krillin was on the phone talking to Mr. Satan about a certain deal.

"When Goku comes in..." Chi-Chi huffed.

"Calm down, Goku is just trying to teach his son certain things, that's all," 18 said.

"Since when your on his side?" Chi-Chi asked.

"I'm on nobody side," she said, "Besides, you give Goku way too much hell. Calm down before you bust an artery," she said.

Chi-Chi groaned until she saw Piccolo with Gohan, Trunks, and a certain stranger she was unfamiliar with. The girl standing by Piccolo was a blonde girl with brown eyes wearing retro attire. She was very shy, the look in her eyes told it all.

"Hi mom," Gohan greeted.

Trunks waved.

"Hi Gohan and Trunks, help yourselves to a seat, I'll being out your dinner in just a minute," she said before turning to Piccolo and the girl; Gohan and Trunks ran over to the table, "Hey, Piccolo, who's your friend?"

"Her name's Carrie. She needs a place to stay," said Piccolo. Carrie waved shyly at her.

"Why what happened?" Chi-Chi asked.

"It's something that I don't want to talk about freely in front of her. She does not want to relive it," said Piccolo. Chi-Chi furrowed but then later figured that Carrie's face gave away that whatever happened traumatized her. She welcomed her with open arms, "Quick, grab a seat Carrie. I have enough for everyone."

Carrie nodded and sat down by 18 who ignored her. Gohan tapped on Carrie's shoulders, "Don't mind her, she seen better days," he said.

"If you mean better days, you mean in the..."

"Trunks?" Chi-Chi furrowed.

Trunks laughed nervously, "Sorry."

Chi-Chi served everyone their plates. She gave Piccolo a plate but he denied.

"You're not hungry big guy?" Chi-Chi asked.

"Too busy, I need to check in with Buu to make sure he does not eat everything at the bakery again," he said.

Chi-Chi sighed and nodded understandingly. Before Piccolo left, he took a last glimpse at Carrie.

"Whatever happened to her, it must have been pretty hard on her," he said in his mind and left.

After Carrie gotten her plate, Gohan looked at Carrie in curiosity. "So who's Chris?"

Carrie stopped eating. Her hands shook from fear and hatred from that girl. Gohan wide-eyed, he didn't meant to anger her of anyway.

"Don't ever mention her," she said silently.

"How come?" 18 asked, a little interested, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's better left unsaid," she said, "That monster turned me into a monster. I wanted nothing but to erase her name from God's memories. For everything she had done to me to now. I could still taste her presence somewhere. Haunting me. As much as I hate her, I can't."

"Can't what?"

"I can't hate her because my mom taught me not to hate my enemies," she said.

"So you're suppose to love them?" 18 was confused.

Carrie nodded, "I know it sounds insane. But my mom always tell me that God will love anyone no matter who they are," said Carrie. 18 and the others furrowed.

"So you're saying that if someone killed my family in front of me I should bake them cookies and cupcakes?" 18 asked.

"No, that's not what I mean," said Carrie, "I wish I can elaborate more, but I can't. My mom knows the answer," she said.

"Where is your mom, sweetie?" Chi-Chi asked, worried.

Carrie hung her head down, all but Trunks and Gohan dilated there eyes. Gohan and Trunks were surprised on how attached she was with her mom despite the difficulties.

"She's gone?" Chi-Chi asked concerned.

"I hope not," she said.

"I'm so sorry to hear that sweetie," said Chi-Chi, "Look, you are welcomed here anytime you want," she said.

Carrie looked up at Chi-Chi and smiled. First the Tennyson's and now them. How great is that?

"That's rough, kid," said 18, "But that does not mean that I trust your ass either. I feel sorry for you, but you have to earn my trust," said 18 walking out.

"She seen better days," everyone said in unison to Carrie.

She sighed.

Author's Notes: Well, I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter for the story. I hope I could get the second one done.

For the ones who don't know, my Spring Break does not start until April 7th. That is when I'm off. That means, I'm all yours at that point - for one week. The only thing that is going to hold me back are those 75 questions I had to do over the break for Economics class don't forget to mention reading the book "Push" by Sapphire. And yes there might be a possibility that I might write a Ben 10/Push crossover. Oh the hilarity.

I thank you all for your patience, be sure to come back sometime next week. Please always leave reviews, they are always appreciated. Unti we meet again, this is Mr. Raleigh D signing out.

D-Man out!