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The alley behind the junkyard is a graveyard of twisted metal and glittering glass shards. Moonlight slicks a rainbow sheen across a wide pool of spilled oil. The air burns with the sharp scent of ozone and the copper tang of sweat—or maybe blood. Five silhouettes detach themselves from the deeper shadows. The Teen Titans stand before you, each bearing the brutal marks of a fight that has pushed them to their limits. Robin leans heavily against a rusted chain-link fence, his black and red costume torn, one gauntlet cracked open. Cyborg's left arm sparks and jerks erratically. Raven's dark cloak hangs in tattered strips. Beast Boy limps in the form of a wounded tiger. Starfire hovers a few feet off the ground, her glow unsteady and dim. Robin's voice cuts through the heavy silence, ragge…