Mission 1

New World Order

Explore the change in scenery.

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It was a simple mission, go take down this venerable mafia family and he'll be on his way with his reward. It may seem daunting to the average mercenary but the infamous Tony Redgrave found it interesting and it fit the rest of his criteria. Besides, he never took down a mafia group before so this might be a fun challenge. He took down a fair amount of shady stuff but never the mafia. If only he was wearing his red leather coat instead of this plain black jacket that was over his red dress shirt, he would look cooler running down the hallways with a guitar case on his back. Denvers ruined it in an attempt to kill him for the forty-fifth time. That man seriously has a problem.

The silver haired mercenary dodged the gunfire from a member and retaliated with his own before barging into a nearby room.

"What's up with the disc?" Tony muttered.

Sure enough, in the center of the room was a small disc of the size of a burger sitting on a pedestal. Tony walked up to the thing and picked up for a better look. Must be an artifact or something... The disc had two blank buttons on it surrounded by a red circle. His finger hovered over the right button and moved his hand down to press it.

"Hey!" a mafia member shouted behind him, "Get your grimy hands off of that!"

The button was pushed and a flash of red enveloped Tony's vision for a second.

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Tony's vision returned and instead of the room he was occupying, he was now in some random alleyway. The red circle on the disc was now black

"Damn it, send me back will ya?" Tony muttered, repeatedly pressing the left button with no results.

"Well what do we have here?" Tony turned his head to see a group of four street thugs. Although, they were speaking Japanese so whatever that artifact did must have sent him over to Japan. Good thing I picked up Japanese over the years. The group's leader sneered, "Looks like we got a foreigner 'round here."

Tony yawned into a smirk, "Oh sorry, was I supposed to be threatened? Just get this over with, I've got a job to do..." He spoke in a bastardised accent in Japanese.

The leader scowled as one of the members, who wielded a baseball bat, shouted, "You insulting us?!"

"Noooo, I was insulting the moon in the sky which is looking more interesting right now." come to think of it, isn't it supposed to be day time in Japan right now? It was night when he raided the mafia base afterall.

The gang got angrier, "Arrogant punk! We'll show you who's boss!" the leader held his hand into the air and then… it turned into a spike ball? He then charged at Tony only for the mercenary to step out of the way before punching him in the gut. He ducked under the swing of a baseball bat and retaliated with an uppercut to the chin. One of the members ran towards him with a knife, only to get his arm grabbed and thrown into a wall. The last attempt was some sort of ice breath which was rewarded with a kick to the back of the head.

"Pro tip, if you're gonna mug somebody, don't go down like wimps. Seriously, that was easier than the gangs back home..." Tony taunted as he looked at the unconscious gang. He pulled out the artifact and tried to push the buttons only for nothing to happen. "Don't tell me this thing is out of battery? Damnit! I have to get back the long way..." I might as well get something to eat, but I have no money on me… Tony looked over to the unconscious gang. Eh, they started it… Tony reached into one of their pockets and pulled out their wallet. He snatched away half of the yen inside and placed the wallet back inside. He did this with the other three thugs before walking away.

Tony walked around the city in search of a pizza joint. Needless to say, it was harder than it looks thanks to the different food culture but he somehow managed to find a pizza parlor that serves pizza the way he's used to. He ordered his usual order and a strawberry sundae. While he waited for his order to be ready, he overheard a conversation.

"Did you see the sports festival?"

"Eh, I thought it was ok..."

"What! Come on! It was awesome! Did you not see the fight between Endeavor's kid and the guy with a powerful quirk?"

"But 1-B half assed the entire thing. They didn't look like they were trying at all!"

"I heard they were trying to pull an ensemble dark horse though."

"Well that's not how it works!"

Tony raised an eyebrow, what was so powerful about a personality trait? He examined more of his surroundings once his order was delivered. Why was there a TV in here, better yet, why was the TV flatter? He also saw some people looking at these little boxes and even some who were using these boxes like a phone. Either japan is more advanced than he thought or he's in the wrong time period. He took a bite out of his delightful sundae as the news droned on.

"-The Hero Killer has once again struck another victim. This time, the Turbo Hero: Ingenium was the one to be mortally wounded."

Well that didn't solve anything. Tony looked out the window to see two people fighting with what looked to be superpowers. When did superheroes and supervillains become an actual thing? This could mean one of three things. One, he's now in the future where everyone has superpowers. Two, he could be in a new dimension entirely. Or three, somebody is fucking with him. Of course the best course of action is to keep cool and figure out a way to fix this mess. Until then, he'll just eat his pizza and strawberry sundae in peace.

Once he finished, he left the restaurant and walked around the city. Judging by his observations, it would seem that superpowers, heroes, and villains are common. This leaves a couple of questions for Tony to wonder. Do these superheroes get paid like policemen and soldiers do or are they forced to work double jobs in order to provide for their lives and families? How cheesy are the backstories for these guys? Do they have secret Identities? And are they still a thing?

He stepped into an empty alleyway and as he turned by a corner he heard a growl. Tony turned his head to see a group of Marionettes.

"Either you guys followed me here or I'm really in the future. How annoying..." Tony zipped open his guitar case, pulled out his sword and pointed it at the demons as his grin became more and more maniacal. "No matter, I'll just send you straight to hell."

The silver haired mercenary swung his sword four times at the Marionettes and sliced them in half with the finishing slash. One of the demons swung it's bladed arm at the swordsman only for him to jump into the air and slam his blade down onto the demon's skull. Tony then pulled out his guns and fired a barrage of bullets on the two remaining demons before they finally crumbled.

He twirled his guns and put them back into their holsters and hid his sword back into the guitar case. He made way to leave and felt something strange. He pulled out the artifact and found that a sliver of the circle was now red.

"I see… So all I gotta do to get back is kill some demons and I'll be back home. Not the most promising of ways but I suppose it's something..."

He pocketed the artifact and swiftly left the alley, avoiding the attention of a confused Pro Hero.

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(A/N)

First chapter is done. This is more so a less serious side project I wanted to due because to be honest, I was bored. Also because none of these crossovers between the two franchises use Dante as the main character in any way so I had to improvise.

For those of you who don't know who Tony Redgrave is, I'll give you a hint. He's in every Devil May Cry game. I'm using his appearance from the first novel based on the fact that it seemed to be the easiest to write into MHA. So by this point, he is a mercenary instead of a demon hunter.

I have a general idea on how I'm gonna end this, it'll just be how we get there is the thing I'm not sure yet.

Hopefully this story will find it's end. I'll see you in the next chapter.