This may or may not turn into a series of short one-shots... it depends on the sort of inspiration that hits me as I continue to watch Teen Titans via my friend's DVDs. I hadn't noticed the team playing volleyball other than the episodes with Terra in them, but I can't speak for afterward.
I used to play some volleyball, I hope I haven't lost the feel of the sport. Enjoy.
Volleyball was definitely her sport. It was adaptable; sand, grass, laminate flooring, indoors or out, you could play it anywhere. She could even play by herself, practicing, ironically enough, control by bumping it to herself over and over, throwing in a set every now and then to mix things up. Teaming up with the cheap leagues at the community centers of every town she's been to was also fun. Terra was ecstatic when she found out that the Titans had a volleyball court on the top of the Tower.
Not surprisingly, she served underhand. The other Titans preferred an overhand serve, tossing the ball into the air and knocking it forward with all their might. Underhand, though, was much better, in her humble opinion. The ball was in contact with her body for the longest possible time; it was solid, and the connection was firm and precise. She like the feeling of connection and control, part of the reason she felt so awkward in the air when she'd made the boulder too small, suspended by crumbling earth that was held together by nothing more than her feeble will.
She was good at volleyball, too. She could find the kinks in the other team's defenses, the small, unprotected pockets that the ball would sail through. And practicing volleyball wasn't dangerous, unalike attempting to practice with her destructive powers. She liked pulling off an ace, watching the ball hit the ground without anyone touching it, but was equally happy to volley back and forth, relishing the challenge of returning the ball and repositioning herself for the next hit.
None of the others noticed what a release the game was for her, having something she could, to some degree, control, something in which the outcome didn't matter. That was for the best, anyway, she supposed, because…well, it might raise questions that she didn't want to answer.
Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans. That level of characterization is beyond me.