[ WP ] The winchesters in the D.C. Universe go to Gotham to hunt batman because they think he 's a monster .

`` So what'd you figure out?'' Sam asked Dean as he walked into the diner. 
 
 `` Jack Squat, that's what,'' Dean replied as he plopped down in an empty chair. 
 
 `` Well I did,'' Sam scoffed, `` Uh, a lot actually.'' 
 
 `` Alright shoot,'' Dean said as he waved over a waitress. 
 
 `` Well whatever it is, it only goes out at night. The strange thing is Dean, it does n't ever seem to actually kill it's victims,'' Sam paused here for a moment. 
 
 `` But the News Reports?'' Dean began. 
 
 `` Were mistaken. There are no official police reports stating that he's ever killed anyone.'' 
 
 `` Ok so this Man-Bat,'' Dean started. 
 
 `` Uh Batman,'' Sam interrupted. 
 
 `` Whatever, Batman, goes out in the middle of the night, and what just beats up random people to a bloody pulp?'' Dean asked. 
 
 `` Well that's just it Dean. It does n't seem to be random. His targets seem to be, you know, villains.'' 
 
 `` What so he's a good guy then? Some Monster decided to fight for the greater good of mankind? Nah I do n't by it.'' 
 
 `` Well Dean, The more I see the less I'm starting to think this is a case.'' 
 
 `` You mean you think this thing is human?'' 
 
 `` Well think about it. None of the victims suggest that there would be any kind Supernatural creature involved. No sulfur, no cold spots, hell not even any signs of animal attacks,'' Sam explained. 
 
 `` We've gone off of less before Sam.'' 
 
 `` Dean I don-,'' 
 
 `` Dammit Sammy,'' Dean interrupted, `` What else are we supposed to do, huh? We have no idea where Lucifer's Sugar momma is, Cas is MIA looking for her, and God only knows what the hell those British Douche Weasels are up to. We need something here man, I need something. I'm getting stir crazy waiting for something to happen.'' 
 
 `` Alright man, I hear you, I hear you. We'll go check it out some more, see what we can figure out. I, uh, was able to figure out the name of the Commissioner, so we should go see him first.'' 
 
 `` Alright,'' Dean began to head towards the exit when he noticed a small smile on Sam's face, `` What?'' 
 
 `` Nothing, uh, just, Douche Weasels? Really?'' He asked holding back a laugh. 
 
 `` Shut up!''
