Ghost had left Rainbine be. But he thought about her, "Wonder why she's acting this way."

Ghost held out his hand. It was surrounded by purple aura. In front of him opened a breach. Then out stepped a guy in the looks of a cowboy.

The guy had light tan skin, dark brown hair, and emerald green eyes. He wore a dark beige cowboy hat, a crimson red bandana over his mouth, a large tan overcoat over an dark orange shirt, umber brown cowboy pants, a crimson red belt around his with silver holsters, and pure black cowboy boots.

Ghost spoke, "Glad to see you made it, Hijacker. I was beginning to feel worried that you wouldn't take this job."

Hijacker crossed his arms, "I'm not here for the score. I'm here for the challenge," he said in a serious western voice.

"Oh, there's quite a challenge here," Ghost said.

Rainbine then appeared right next to Ghost with her speed and spoke, "Ghost, what are you doing? And who is this?"

"Okay, here are the answers," Ghost said, "1, I'm getting help to deal with the "problems" we have. And 2, this is Hijacker. Don't ask."

Rainbine shook her head in disappointment, "You really need to learn to do things yourself."

Ghost perked up and said right in Rainbine's face, "It's not that I can't. It's just he owes me. AND he has skill dealing with speedsters."

Rainbow pushed Ghost away growling, "I. Don't. CARE."

It was then Rainbine heard the sound of a click. She looked and saw that Hijacker had pointed one of his revolvers at her.

"Let me make this clear, girl," Hijacker said, "You hurt Ghost, I hurt back. And Ghost had said there were challenges here. So, until he's proven wrong, I wouldn't get so angry."

Ghost then appeared right beside Hijacker and said, "Please, don't kill her. She still has her uses. And she's my partner."

"Fine," Hijacker holstered his revolver.

Rainbine turned around, "Besides, Ghost, you and I have done things just fine ourselves."

"Well… Rainbine…." Ghost said, "Right now, we need assistance. Unless, of course, you can take all of them down."

Hijacker just scoffed, "You two argue all you want. I'm going to find a challenge."

Hijacker began to walk away when Ghost said, "Don't underestimate any of them."

Meanwhile, Strike had arrived at Crystal Prep High School. He snuck into the area, went to a window and looked in. He saw Twilight's lab. Inside was Twilight with all of her research.

Strike knocked on the window with his finger. Twilight heard the sound and looked. She saw Strike, walked over and opened the window to let Strike in.

Twilight was wearing a cyan blue and plum Crystal Prep uniform shirt with a denim blue tie, a grape purple skirt with gold yellow, cerulean blue, and coin grey highlights, and dark Aegean blue shoes with pale violet purple long socks.

"Hey, Strike," Twilight said.

"Hey, Twilight," Strike said, "Still working on the whole thing I see?"

"Yeah," Twilight said as she looked at the board with everything on it, "I know I'm a little too excited, but this may be the portal to a world that is different from this one and yours."

"It is," Strike said, "I've learned about it."

"I see," Twilight said, "Is that all you're here for?"

"No, we've got trouble," Strike said, "Rainbine and Ghost are here. And they're not alone."

Twilight was quiet for a moment, until she asked, "They've brought friends, haven't they?"

"Yeah, I could sense it, but I'm not sure how many meta-humans that there still are," Strike said, "Even after what happened that night."

"Well, while you've been fighting crime, I've been working on some equipment for you to use that could be useful," Twilight said.

Twilight opened one of the drawers of her desk. She put her hand in in and took out something. It looked like a large black wrist mount, but it was made of plastic and tech. It had some kind of trigger on the front.

Twilight placed the wrist mount on Strike's right wrist. Strike asked, "What's this?"

"It's a special advanced web shooter I made," Twilight said.

Strike then saw a can of orange soda on the side of Twilight's desk. He aimed the web shooter at it with his hand upside-down. He then pressed the trigger with his middle and ring fingers, and bent his hand down. Then out of a little hole shot a spinning web at the can. The web caught the can with no problem. Strike then pulled his arm back, pulling the web and the can towards him. He caught the can with his left hand.

"How strong is the webbing?" Strike asked.

"This webbing I've developed is the strongest webbing anyone has ever seen. The tensile strength is off the charts," Twilight said, "You can use it against your enemies. It'll also be useful to disarming them."

"That's helpful," Strike said.

Soon, mysterious red aura appeared near a table. It was Specter, "Hey, guys."

"Hey, Specter," Twilight said.

"Specter, we've got trouble," Strike said.

"I know," Specter said as he began to work on something on the table, "Ghost and Rainbine are here. I could sense Ghost."

"That's not all I know," Strike said, "Ghost opened one of the breaches."

The very second Specter heard his partner say that, he froze and then slowly turned his head to Strike, "What did you just say?"

"Ghost. Opened. A. Breach," Strike said, "And he's brought a friend."

"Who?" Twilight asked.

"Can't be sure, but I know this," Strike said, "This friend of his has some strange cowboy clothing, a cowboy hat, he's got a serious voice, and he has some very strange revolvers."

That sounded really familiar to Specter, "Hijacker."

"Huh?" Strike and Twilight asked.

"Ghost brought Hijacker," Specter said, "This isn't good."

"You've heard of him?" Strike asked.

"He's one of the remaining members of the Claw, and he's really tough," Specter explained, "He nearly killed me like, three times. He's a skilled guy with those revolvers of his. Not only that, but Master Claw, the leader of the Claw, gives him this type of speed drug for him to be able to stop speedsters. Or rather used to give him."

"How fast is he able to move?" Twilight asked.

"About four hundred miles an hour, when he wants to," Specter said, "The speedsters who fought him were eliminated… by him. But… you might actually be able to have a chance to stop him, Strike. You move faster than any other speedster who has ever lived. Even your brother."

"Maybe so, but I've never fought him before," Strike said with his arms crossed, "So he could be tricky. If only we had more help from some of our friends at Central Atlanta City."

"True," Specter said, "But we have gotten help from their advice before. And that is the very city you had created."

Strike seemed to be feeling strange. Specter noticed, "Hey, Strike, you okay?"

"It's just…" Strike said, "I can't help but get the feeling that there's something that is unbalanced in the Speed Force."

"Well, what could it be?" Twilight asked.

"I don't know," Strike said, "I just don't know. Hey, where's Spike?"

Out of a trash bin full of crushed up papers was a small iris purple dog with apple green eyes, parakeet green spiked up hair, chartreuse green ears, and a denim blue collar with silver spikes and a gold dog tag with a pink heart in the middle. It was Spike of this world, and he was like any other regular dog; he couldn't talk.

"There you are," Twilight said.

Twilight sat down on her chair and Spike hopped onto her lap. He licked Twilight's face and Twilight giggled, "Okay, okay. Come on, it's the end of the day. We need to get going."

Twilight had just packed her backpack. "Well, see you guys at the Friendship Games tomorrow," she said to Strike and Specter and left the room.

"See ya," Specter said.

Specter saw that Strike still looked upset, "Strike, please, tell me what's bothering you."

Strike kept his mouth shut for a moment, and then he spoke, "After what happened at the Battle of the Bands, me losing control over my anger, and separating from it, I… I feel afraid that it'll happen again."

"Strike, we both didn't know that," Specter said, "And it wasn't your anger alone, it was the Negative Speed Force inside you. You just had to use your power to get Vezon out of you."

"It's not just that," Strike said, "Don't you remember what happened? I wasn't only out of control that night I thought my girlfriend died; I went insane and killed so many of the evil meta-humans and every one of the other members of the Claw… including Claw himself."

"He did gain a little bit of an advantage on you for a little bit," Specter said.

"And ever since then, I hadn't been the same anymore," Strike said as tears began to form in his eyes, "Everyone had been afraid of me."

"Only the bad guys, not everyone," Specter said, "Every other citizen, the governments, and even our friends and families knew that wasn't you."

Specter placed his had on Strike's shoulder, "Remember, Strike, not only am I your partner, I'm your best friend. I won't let anything happen to you. And once everything is over, we will find a way to fix everything. I promise."

Strike nodded, "We should get back to Canterlot High. And let's hope that Sour Sweet, Sugarcoat, Indigo Zap, Lemon Zest, or Sunny Flare don't decide to follow me."

"You think?" Specter asked.

Then Strike felt a vibration on the web shooter. He looked at it and it showed a screen, and someone familiar was on it, Hijacker.

"Uh-oh," Strike and Specter both said at the same time.

Later, back at Canterlot High, the end of the day just came, and the students were leaving the school. Most of them were hanging out in the yard. The Mobians and their girlfriends were together.

"Oh, man, at least we get some quiet time for the rest of the day today," Sonic said.

"Not only that," Rainbow said, "You each actually get to stay with us this time."

Sonic smiled at his girlfriend, "I know," he said as he pulled her into a kiss.

But there was one problem, Hijacker was looking from the corner, "Ooh… what do we have here?"

"So, what shall we do?" Tails asked.

"I just wanna relax after everything that's happened today," Manic said.

"Oh, we should most definitely do that," Rarity said.

Hijacker slowly and quietly took out one of his revolvers, and aimed it at Sonic. He was about to pull the trigger when…

Tap-tap-tap. A finger was tapping his shoulder. He turned his head around and then, KAPOW! He was punched right in the face and knocked right into the middle of the yard. Everyone gasped when they saw him.

Hijacker saw the Mobians and their girlfriends. He didn't know who the Mobains were, and of course, he didn't care. He instantly stood up and aimed his revolver at them. They all gasped when he did that.

"Yo, dude, what are you doing!?" Manic yelled.

"Okay, who hit me!?" Hijacker yelled looking around.

"Answer's right behind you," someone said behind him.

Hijacker turned around and then was kicked in his stomach. He groaned in pain, and then he saw who it was and went wide-eyed in shock. It was Specter.

"Specter," Hijacker said.

"Howdy, Hijacker," Specter said, "Long time, no see."

"You know, I feel happy," Hijacker said, "I wanted to see if I could find a challenge, but now that I've found you still alive, I can have a chance to finally end you."

"Well, guess what," Specter said, "I'm not alone this time."

Hijacker was about to aim his revolver at Specter when he was suddenly being electrocuted from behind by Strike. Strike then came around and gave super speed punches to Hijacker's stomach and a strong uppercut. Hijacker stepped back a few steps, and when he saw Strike, he had a little grin on his face.

"Ah, you must be the one mistakenly know as Strike," Hijacker said, "I've heard about you, about how fast and powerful you are, and I've also heard that you are the one who had defeated my boss, Claw."

"Hmph, I figured," Strike said.

"You know, I've fought with other speedsters before you," Hijacker said, "They were adults, and very easy to destroy. Do you really believe that a lousy kid like you can defeat me?"

"Very funny," Strike growled as his electricity crackled in his eyes.

"My goodness," Hijacker said, "No sense of humor. You should know that everyone has to have a sense a humor. Oh, wait, now I remember. You lost your sense of humor when your…"

"You better stop RIGHT there before I lose my cool with you," Strike growled angrier as blue aura and lightning appeared surrounding him.

"Whoa, boy," Specter thought.

"In an angry mood, are we? No matter," Hijacker said.

Hijacker aimed both of his revolvers at Strike, but Strike didn't look scared. Hijacker pulled the triggers and his revolvers fired. In slow motion, the bullets were flying straight at Strike at unusual speed. But Strike was moving faster. He raised his hands and caught the bullets right before they even managed to get him.

Hijacker showed a little bit of surprise, but then slightly impressed, "Ah, not bad, I have to admit. No other speedster was able to catch my bullets. Guess I'll have a challenge after all."

"Maybe one that'll quickly have you come around begging for me to give you mercy," Strike said.

"Bah, I never beg for anything," Hijacker said, "Not even for mercy."

"Then I'll have to make you beg," Strike began to growl more, "For your life."

"Whoa, that don't sound like something a hero would say," Hijacker said, "After all, you're just a-"

Strike rushed right Hijacker and gave him a spinning kick to the jaw, making him spin and fall over. The revolvers fell out of his holsters. Hijacker groaned in pain as he turned his head to Strike while growling.

"Impressive, kid, I'll give you that," Hijacker said, "But you're probably not as fast as you believe."

Hijacker went to grab his revolvers, but Strike used a web shooter on both of his wrists to spin webs at Hijacker's legs. As soon as they caught him and stuck onto the ground, Hijacker fell back onto the ground on his face.

Hijacker was surprised, "Ghost didn't say you could do that."

"There are things he still doesn't know about me," Strike said.

Hijacker put his hand in his pocket and pulled out a knife with a laser blade. He cut the webbing off of his legs. He tried to grab his revolvers again, but this time, he was hit right in the face by some strange blue blur. But it wasn't Strike.

Hijacker growled annoyed, "Who did that!?"

"That would be me," a familiar voice said.

Hijacker turned to see Sonic. He gave him a look, "Ha, seriously? You don't look like a meta-human from my world."

"That's because I'm not," Sonic said.

Hijacker ran right at Sonic and tried to punch him, but then Sonic caught his fist. Hijacker then tried to kick Sonic with his left leg, but Sonic blocked it by kicking his knee. Then he pushed Hijacker, throwing him back.

Hijacker neck kipped back onto his feet and threw his laser knife at Sonic. It was flying super fast at him, but Sonic managed to grab it just in time. He then dropped it on the ground and stomped his foot on it crushing it.

"All righty, then," Hijacker said, "Let's see if you can dodge these!"

Hijacker grabbed his revolvers and aimed at Sonic. "Sonic, look out!" Rainbow yelled.

Too late, Hijacker pulled the triggers and fired his revolvers at Sonic. Somehow, in slow motion, Sonic could see the bullets coming, but he didn't try to catch them. The bullets hit his chest, but they didn't go through. Instead, they clanged hard against his chest and broke. Not a single bullet wound or a burn was visible on his hoodie.

Everyone's jaw was dropped to the ground. Was Sonic now made of steel?

Hijacker was shocked, "What!? Impossible! Nothing is a match for my bullets!"

"Then it looks like today it has changed," Sonic said.

Sonic suddenly had Hijacker's revolvers in his hands. Hijacker's eyes widen and saw that his revolvers were literally out of his hands. He looked back at Sonic and Sonic then crushed his revolvers in his hands without showing that he had a single bit of trouble doing it.

Surprisingly, Strike was shocked at this as well, "What? How did he grab them? Has he gotten faster?"

Hijacker began to growl, "Those were my first creations, my favorites, now I'll break you for that!"

Hijacker charged at Sonic at high speeds, but as a result, Sonic had caught him. Then Sonic jumped in the air and threw Hijacker onto the ground. Hijacker managed to land on his feet in time. He then saw Sonic spin dashing right at him. He dodged the attack and grabbed Sonic's legs. He swung him to the ground and Sonic landed on his stomach. Hijacker then put Sonic into a headlock.

"Now it's time to die," Hijacker said.

But then Sonic very easily got out of Hijacker's grip. Then he gave Hijacker a strong kick in the jaw. The kick was so strong and hard; Hijacker was knocked right into the left wall side of the school.

Hijacker groaned as he got up, "I don't know who you are, but you clearly have no idea who you're dealing with."

Hijacker was about to charge at Sonic when, "Chaos Morpher Blast!"

Hijacker was shot in the stomach by a bright blue laser. He looked and saw Rainbow holding her Chaos Morpher and a few of her crystal shurikens while she was in her Chaos Ranger form. She walked over to Sonic, "You mess with my boyfriend, you mess with me."

Hijacker was about to attack but then saw that the rest of the Mane 6 were in their Chaos Ranger forms aiming their blasters at Hijacker while the rest of the Mobians were all in a fighting stance.

Hijacker was way out numbered, "Ugh, this isn't over. I'll be back, and when I do, I'll have backup, and you're all gonna kneel before my lord."

"Who?" Strike asked.

Hijacker smirked, "Your father."

Strike's eyes widened, "What!?"

Hijacker chuckled as he pressed a button and he teleported away. Everyone was then calm. The girls were back in their normal forms again.

Rainbow instantly came to her boyfriend and hugged him tightly with tears of relief in her eyes. Sonic was a little surprised, "Whoa, Rainbow, what's wrong?"

"I just thought you were gonna die right there," Rainbow said as she softened the hug and looked into her boyfriend's eyes, "How did you survive?"

"Before we arrived here," Shadow said, "The Master Emerald transferred most of the energy from the Chaos Emeralds into the six of us. And they gave us each some new abilities."

The green, blue, cyan, white, yellow, and red Emeralds appeared and then they turned into energy in their color. They went into the girls' bodies. They were each covered in the colors of the Emeralds for a moment, and then it disappeared.

"And the rest of the energy was to be given to you girls," Knuckles said.

"So… we can now use these powers whenever we need too?" Applejack asked.

"Yeah," Sonic said.

Rainbow then kissed Sonic on his lips glad to know he was okay, and Sonic returned it.

Specter noticed that Strike still had a shocked face, "Strike, what is it?"

"It's…" Strike said, "My father."

"Your father?" Rarity asked.

"Hijacker's working for my father!" Strike said.

Specter was surprised, "Why would he work for him?"

"First it's Master Claw he worked for, now it's my father?" Strike said, "What could have he done to convince Hijacker to work for him?"

"I don't know, but we may need to find out," a voice said.

Everyone turned and saw something that made them a little confused. There, standing near the portal to Equestria, was a teenage boy. He looked just like Strike, but with a few different colors. He had macaroon tan skin, crimson red hair with merigold orange highlights, and fire yellow eyes. He was wearing a short-sleeved medallion yellow hoodie with tangerine orange lightning details. Under the hoodie was a currant red T-shirt with the same symbol as Strike's, but it was rather bright gold yellow. His lower half contained merigold sweatpants with crimson red streaks, and garnet red parkour shoes with merigold streaks and detail. For accessories, he had merigold orange speed glasses in his hair, a gold yellow bandana around his neck, merlot red fingerless gloves with bronze orange and canary yellow sports tape, and a blonde yellow wristband on each wrist.

Strike was surprised, "B-Breeze? Is that you?"

"Strike!" Breeze said, "I've found you, brother!"

"You have a brother?" Fluttershy asked.

"He's my twin," Strike said, "And he's a speedster too. But Breeze, how did you get here?"

"I found out about the breach and I tried to jump in it," Breeze said, "But I just bounced off. But then, I tried running at it with a sprint from a really far away distance, and I came through."

Strike and Specter were surprised, "I can't believe that we didn't think of that sooner," Specter said.

"Yeah," Strike said, "But we can't think about that now."

"Why?" Breeze asked.

"Hijacker said he's working for dad," Strike said, "Something tells me that whatever evil meta-humans are still out there back at home, they've joined him as well."

"Then… that sounds like…" Rainbow said.

"I think you're right," Sonic said, "We may be looking at the start of a meta-human invasion."

"All right, I think we've had enough," Silver said, "Let's get some rest for the rest of the day."

"Agreed," Shadow said.

Meanwhile, Hijacker, Rainbine, and Ghost were discussing about the fight.

"Unfortunately, I was out numbered fourteen to one," Hijacker said with his arms crossed, "They destroyed my revolvers. The other twelve all had mysterious powers."

"Then whoever Strike and Specter's allies are, we're gonna need to give them everything we got with our army of meta-bots. But remember, we're still gonna need to be careful on Strike's emotions," Ghost said.

"Not only that," Hijacker said, "Somehow, Strike's twin, Breeze just arrived."

Rainbine and Ghost were surprised, "How?"

"It won't matter for my plan," a dark adult male voice said.

Rainbine, Ghost, and Hijacker saw the strange figure in the dark from before. He stepped out of the dark revealing what he looked like.

The figure was an adult male. He had cloud grey hair, parmesean tan skin, and blood red eyes. He was wearing some kind of crow black tight-fitting suit with a dark crimson red lightning bolt on the chest with charcoal grey on the outside part, a blood red cape, and blood red boots.

Rainbine, Ghost, and Hijacker bowed their heads. "What is it you ask of us, Lord Strafe?" Rainbine asked.

"I figured that my sons would've learned that I'm doing this," Strafe said, "I doubt though that it makes much of a difference."

"And let me guess, we cannot know what the plan is yet?" Ghost asked.

"All will be revealed in good time," Strafe said, "But, next time, Hijacker, listen to what I tell you."

"Yes, sir," Hijacker said.