#Sam would be 27 keeping with spn canon 3 years younger

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@lostxndbroken Batman!Dean and Harled Quinnzel

For over fifteen years Joker had been terrorizing Gotham along with other various villains. It was ten years ago that a hero rose up and began fighting these criminals, Batman would fight where the police would fail. Over the years bringing some to justice and sending them to Arkham Asylum where they wouldn't be able to hurt anyone and hopefully get the help they needed. Joker had been sent there twice and escaped, the mad house couldn't hold this menacing clown.

It was two years ago that Joker had taken on a sidekick of his own. Since Batman had Robin and then Nightwing, he needed his own partner in crime. Harley Quinn, a young man barely twenty standing at around 152cm with a slender to athletic physique, was the jester of genocide to the clown prince of crime that was Joker. Adorned in red and black harlequin garb and his weapon of choice was an oversized mallet or melee weapon.

He fought the Batman on Joker's command though after awhile Harls became curious of who this masked man was. The jester was skilled at breaking and entering, just as smart as he was insane he quickly found out the identity of the vigilanties and their home. Rich playboy Dean Winchester who's parents were killed years ago was none other than the Batman.

For the last month or so Harley had been breaking into the mansion that was the Winchester abode, having made friends with the caretaker Bobby. It was him who encouraged Dean to investigate, that Harley might not truly be evil but rather another one of Joker's victims. A few times Harley had engaged in fights, having looked like he already took a beating from someone else. More than one occasion Joker using his sidekick as a pawn to take the fall for him or to trigger Batman's traps.

From where Batman now perched, on a building across the street of a warehouse in the Narrows that was known to be one of Jokers. Inside there was loud fighting between Joker and Harley. Screaming at each other at the top of their lungs, then there was the sounds of the fighting getting physical. Brutal crashes of what sounded like Harley's massive hammer crushing the floor and hitting metal like it had dented a support beam. Then there was a scream that came from the young man right before his small body crashed through the window of the large window on the top floor which was the third story. He plummeted down and crashed on top of one of the vans parked just under it, crushed as if the being weighed a half a ton.

A fall like that would've left any normal human certainly paralyzed if not death. But after a few moments Harley slowly pried himself from the indention of the van and attempted to climb down, stumbling and falling to his hands and knees. Joker leaned out the window to glare and shout down to his sidekick. "AND YOU CAN STAY OUT THERE FOR THE REST OF THE NIGHT!" Joker shouted down at Harley.

Harley got to his hands and feet and when he was shouted at he flipped off the clown. This angered Joker more who then pulled out a pistol to shoot at his sidekick. Harls cursed and scampered away to dash down the nearest alley, once out of sight Joker left the window and moved further into the warehouse. When the shooting stopped Harley sat on the ground with his back up against the wall. None of the bullets hit him but the fall he had taken did do a number on his small frame. Blood equivalent to toxic sludge dripped from his nose and mouth that some internal damage had been done. He spat out the blood and tried to wipe his face, then he spoke to the darkness looming around him.

"Come to kick me while I'm down, Batsy?" The jester asked into the night. He let his head lean back to rest against the wall, a grin weakly spreading over his blood smeared lips. "I might be down but I ain't out. I ain't going with you quietly."