"they're going to crumble one by one."

Connor was thrilled when he got chosen, (the camp not so much,) for this expedition. A third camp, one far more interesting the camp blood! (At least from what he's heard.)

Camp atlas.

Its where the best of camp halfblood and Jupiter go to advance in..well, everything! Practically becoming gods themselves.

So, Connor, Jason, Percy and Annabeth (yeah, weird combo, Ik) all set sail to this camp.

Oddly enough it was in Canada (I'm biased, sue me.) so it wasn't that far of a ride.

When he got there it was like a whole new world. Everyone was more rugged and built, set on business, even Hestia kids seemed pretty uptight.

Walking in, the group heard someone yelling at them, as they turned their head.. someone lunged at them and pulled them out of the way.

Tossing them to the side before quickly getting back into whatever fight they were in.

The group watched with wide eyes as the people fought. It was nothing like he's ever seen before! It was amazing. When they finished up he was quick to express his thoughts.

"Woah! That was dope, dude!"

"How'd you like, do all that? That was seriously sick! Not even Jackson can do stuff like that and-"

He was cut off by Percy clearing his throat. Rolling his eyes and stepping back.