TERRARIUM - Round 1: Apocalypse

A horde of zombies rushed at Replay. Effortlessly, he took out a pistol and shot each one of them in the head. Funny, these zombies weren't of the mer variety. He supposed it was because he was in the city now. Apparently, something was making zombies in all sorts of places. And, apparently there was an octopus zombie as well? Weird! But what was weirder was that they were fighting each other. He wasn't in a hurry to figure out what the zombies were up to, though. He had to roam the city and search for any signs of life. Then, he heard a rustling of sorts in a building to his left. The apartment complex looked ramshackle, but the door was open, swinging on its hinges slightly. He supposed it couldn't hurt to check it out. He went inside.

"No, nothing here."

A voice! A human voice. Thank god, he wasn't the only one. He carefully went up the stairs to meet the voice. Right as his line of sight went into the second floor, he could see some guy, with a big-ass sword shimmying through a chest in the hallway. He also saw a zombie right behind the guy, about to sink its teeth into his neck. He went back, and went up the stairs with more haste, his gun at the ready. He shot the instant he could see the zombie. Miss. He went back. Miss, again. He went back. Oh shit, he shot the guy instead. He went back. Finally, it hit the zombie head-on. He shrugged his mistakes off, like always. Flinching at the gunshot, the swordsman turned around.

"You really ought to be more careful."

Iblis looked down, and saw a rotting corpse, smoking from the gunshot in its head. He looked back at the guy who spoke and saw a weird guy in a weird costume. He couldn't see his face. Judging by the the gun he had, he supposed this was the source of the gunshots he heard earlier.

"So-"

"Yes, it was me."

"The gun-"

"Yep. From earlier as well."

"Stop-"

"Sorry! Bad habit. I'll let you talk freely."

He stayed silent, wondering just what the heck was this guy's deal.

"Hm. Thanks for the save. I guess. I'm looking for supplies. Feel free to help, if you must."

"Oh, neat! There are some bullets in that cabinet."

The weird guy went over to some cabinets in the room over, and indeed, found some bullets. Needless to say, Iblis was a bit dumbfounded.

"How-"

"I just know things."

Iblis glared at him.

"Oh, right. Sorry again. Bag of chips behind you, on the floor. Rest of our surroundings is pretty empty, though. We should move on."

He turned back, and picked up the small bag of chips. He didn't have a bag, though, so he just carried it around. They continued to search the place a bit more, with the masked guy showing him where to look. When they had searched the whole complex, they met up in the foyer. They walked out into the streets, the weird guy looking around constantly. Suddenly, he turned to Iblis and spoke.

"By the way, I'm Replay. Though you can just call me Julius. I was never really protective of my secret identity anyways."

"I'm Iblis Crow. So, you're a superhero? What's your power, knowing stuff and being annoying?"

"No, no. I can go back in time, but up to 10 seconds only. Back then, I used my power to search everywhere in those 10 seconds. What about you? I know you're no ordinary guy, what with that blue sword you've got."

Before Iblis could talk, however, some zombies ran towards them, hungry for flesh. Iblis laughed.

"You're about to find out just what I can do."