Author's notes - Just to warn you guys now, there are a lot of POV shifts in this chapter and future chapters. I've also gotten a bit more creative than the whole 'what if Dean and Sam were stuck longer in TV Land'. Just a bit. I wanted to include some more canon characters.

The Tale of the Winchesters

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JOKE'S ON YOU, BUB

(BATMAN) THE DARK KNIGHT x SUPERNATURAL

S: Dean and Sam chase the "trickster" to the abandoned warehouse only to find themselves in the fictional Gotham City.

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Other Side of Gotham City

Any other time, he'd have appreciated this. But no-oo they just had to go and mess with an archangel. Gabriel sighed as he gazed down from atop of a building. This wasn't how he'd planned his evening. The Winchester boys were supposed to have shown in the warehouse where Gabriel would talk them into letting his brothers wear them to the "prom", aka the apocalypse. Whether the brothers wanted to admit to it or not, denying destiny was a no-go. Gabriel knew his brothers were relentless. Still the Winchesters were being a royal pain in his ass too. And if that wasn't enough, this just had to crop up to mess with him some more.

Who messed with an archangel as strong as Gabriel anyway? He snapped his fingers for a third time and glumly stared down the still dark, still real streets of Gotham City. Obviously someone stronger…

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Gotham Streets

Sam was tired. His feet dragged next to his brother, their trenched coated angel following closely behind the both of them. No one said a word since they left the bank what seemed like hours ago. His head still reeled at the thought of being stuck in a movie or TV show or whatever non-reality this was. Was the Winchester luck so bad that they'd be stuck in this place forever? Sam glanced quickly to Cas. The angel was staring straight ahead with that blank expression the brothers were so used to by now. Suddenly without warning Cas was looking back at him.

"What is it, Sam?"

The deep baritone of the angel's voice caused Dean to look over too. Sam shrugged and looked away. "Was just thinking…what if we're stuck here forever?" he muttered.

"Don't think like that," Dean said, smacking his brother on the back lightly. "We'll find the bastard who put us here and straighten everything out."

Sam groaned knowing what was going through Dean's head when he said the word 'straighten'. He resisted the childish urge to smack his older brother back. "We don't even know what this is," Sam reasoned. It couldn't possibly be an angel like Gabriel, right?

Cas shifted from behind them having heard Sam's thoughts. "Lucifer would need a stronger vessel to pull us out of Gabriel's reality and alter the real one. Michael is still in Heaven."

"So that leaves just God," Dean said.

Sam stopped in his tracks, frowning at the angel's careful choice of words. Dean paused next to him, curious on what was going on in his brother's head. "Wait…alter the real one? As in reality reality?"

The brothers stared as the angel nodded in confirmation. "This is the real world, only the city of New York has been altered into this."

Dean's eyes went wide. "Wait, wait–New York? Real world? You knew this?"

Cas shook his head. "I only found out after we left the bank. It had been puzzling me as to why all my powers had come back. Then I realized someone had somehow 'mojo'ed' us out of Gabriel's reality and back into real reality." There was a brief pause. "Gabriel is also out. He is somewhere nearby."

Sam felt his throat constrict as he tried to digest all the information the angel was throwing at them. This was real. Everything here was real. He looked around at the streets, tried to imagine what New York had looked like. He shook his head feeling suddenly light headed.

Dean palmed his jeans for his cell. He wanted to call Bobby and ask him what in hell could alter New York, a damn whole city. What could also block an angel's powers aside from God himself?

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Outskirts of Gotham City/New York

Jesse Wright didn't understand the full extent of his powers. Sam said not to let the devil persuade him to the dark side, not to make the same mistakes the younger Winchester had made in the past. Jesse understood the need to keep a low profile. But when it happened, Jesse couldn't do a damn thing to stop it. So he just let it go and watched. He watched in awe when the entire city of New York City was engulfed in a brilliant, white light. When the light dulled, there was nothing left of wonderful NYC. Instead he made Gotham City real. Jesse felt a bubble of excitement in the pit of his stomach.

Good or bad his powers may be but this was sure damn cool. He wished Sam and his brother were here to witness one of Jesse's greatest creations. Then he felt the warmth in his stomach spread through his body, almost like the feeling he got when he wished Batman and everything in the comic books and movies were real. Jesse felt his lips tug into a small grin, imagining the brothers standing in the heart of the new city with silent wonder and awe.

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Gotham Streets

Cas could suddenly sense it, a large amount of power radiating like a beacon. Like a walking, ticking bomb ready to go off. He remembered this feeling. How could anyone forget? It wasn't God, that was for sure but it came close. It rivaled the Devil even. At least it had before. But that had been months ago. The boy was stronger now, stronger than ever. He easily topped Gabriel. Cas was frozen in place by the sheer intensity of his power, power that seemed to have come from all sides of the city.

Dean and Sam stood, tense by the angel, sensing his anxiety. "What's up, Cas?" Dean asked.

Cas blinked. Suddenly the power was gone, as if it just upped and vanished into thin air. "The Anti-Christ," the angel said grimly.

He saw Sam's eyes widen. "Where?" the younger Winchester demanded.

Cas closed his eyes and tried to sense him again but he couldn't. He shook his head and opened his eyes. "I do not know."

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Outskirt of Gotham City/New York

Jesse hid from the angels trying to seek him out. He was getting better at this stuff now. He smiled, sitting cross-legged on the ground. He wanted to try some more stuff with his powers, see for himself how much stronger he was. Months ago he could only change inanimate objects one at a time. Now he could turn whole cities into whatever he wanted. What about inside though? He thought back to the Dark Knight. He liked that movie a lot. He replayed his favorite scenes in his head to test it out first, then shook his head. There wasn't really any fun in recreating the movie to a T. His teachers always said to be creative.

With a sharp intake of breath, Jesse began his narration.

"Bruce Wayne caught sight of the Joker on TV, driving the bus through the heart of Gotham City…unknown to them, Sam and Dean Winchester were watching from the shadows…"