Chapter 7

         In our hands

               Dib woke up on the couch. He couldn't remember how he got there, but at this point he didn't care because he could remember clearly what had happened last night. The broken arm, Tip going all weird, him going crazy. All of it. He shivered then quickly ran upstairs to check on Tip. 

                When Dib opened the door he saw Tip looking out the window. She turned around to face him with the still glowing, vacant eyes from last night.

                               "No," Dib said quietly to himself "You should be...okay,"

                               "...Tip?" Tip asked in a low monochrome voice too low for Dib to hear 

                               "What?" Dib asked

                               "Hey!" She said this loud enough for him to hear 

                               "I don't understand"

                               "...Tip?" Tip was repeating what Dib had said last night to her before going crazy

                               "Are you...-"

                               "A-A-Aria?" Tip stuttered

                 Dib's body moved on his own. He took her hand and pulled her out of the house and down the street to Zim's. He barged through the door. Zim's antennae perked up at the sudden loud noise of the door swinging open.

                                "Fix her!" Dib commanded

                  Zim stared at him then at Tip who had the same vacant eyes. He's seen these eyes once before. The day she told him to hand over the tack. The day he was supposed to die.

                                "Please!" Dib pleaded

                                "What did you do?" Zim asked angrily                                                                         "I didn't do ANYTHING Zim!"

                   The boys stared at each other for a while. Dib started to speak.

                                "Look...she got pissed off at these guys and broke one of the guys arm. Then we ran away and when we got to my house she was copying everything that I said and wouldn't say anything else. Today she was saying the same words a last night and had the same crazed look in her eyes!"

                    Zim hesitated before saying "I will need to perform a test-"

                                "Oh no! Oh hell no!" Dib cut off Zim "You are NOT experimenting on her!

                                "I'm just performing a mental test!" Zim sighed "Look you can watch me. If you see anything that you don't like you can stop me at any time!" Zim said knowing this was the only thing that would get Dib to be okay with the test.

                    Dib nodded. Zim pulled a small machine out of his pack.  He placed wires on Tips head then flipped the switch on the box. What he found was shocking. He gasped.

                                "What?" Dib asked eagerly 

                                "...Nothi-"

                                "ZIM!" Dib cut Zim off

                    Zim hesitated "Tip...wasn't made. She wasn't genetically engineered. She was born from two organisms,"

                                "What? That can't be true! How do YOU know?"

                                "Because the way her brain patterns are and how they fluctuate. If she was genetically engineered she would have her own brain patterns. Instead she has the brain patterns of a...KANTOU??!!"

                               "What? Kantou? What?" 

                               "Of course! The Kantou are a time traveling species that lived long ago, but.."

                               "WHAT?"

                               "That race is extinct...Dib?"

                               "What?"

                               "Tip isn't genetically engineered. She was born. She once had parents and everything!"

                               "But whats a Kantou?"

                      Zim didn't speak. He couldn't tell him because if he knew he would tell the world!

                               "Zim...you said 'That race is extinct'. What race? Kantou? Is Kantou a race? Is she a kantou?" Dib asked

                     Zim didn't speak up. He mumbled a curse word to himself instead.

                               "She's alien isn't she," Dib said

                     Zim tackled Dib and pinned him against the wall. Dibs glasses fell off his head at the sudden impact.

                               "IF YOU TOUCH A SINGLE HAIR ON HER HEAD, IF YOU TRY TO EXPOSE HER, TRY TO ENDANGER HER IN ANY WAY I WILL KILL YOU!" ZIM yelled viciously at Dib

                               "Why the HELL would I do THAT? I LOVE HER DON'T FORGET!" Dib yelled back

                     With that said Zim let Dib go. They sat down in the kitchen. Zim started to explain things to Dib. 

                               "Kantou is an alien race that live centuries ago. For decades the Kantou race and my race were at war. My superior race won against the Kantou and wiped them out of existence. They