Later that afternoon, Nero's crew joined the Sirius crew aboard their ship. It was rather crowded, as Nero's crew was considerably larger than the Sirius's. It had taken a while for all of them to get there, as they had to travel in small groups in order to not tip off Gin's crew. Nero's crew was friendly enough, but they too just had the ultimate goal of helping the poor people of this town. Some of them were even raised there, and were deeply upset by the current order of how the town was run.

Morgan and Nero stood side by side at the head of the crew. Morgan whistled to get everyone's attention, as the chatter amongst everyone was quite rambunctious. Molly stood at full attention at the front of the pack as Morgan began to speak.

"Alright. So here's the plan. Thanks to some insight from some of Nero's crew, we know the schedules of Gin's crew. Gin's crew usually splits into three groups around 6 o'clock in order to go around the market and collect their money. That's when we need to attack. They'll be at their most vulnerable at that point. We too will split into three, but we now easily outnumber them. We take them out. We don't want them torturing the people of this town anymore. Hopefully this will help." Morgan instructed.

There was a collection of agreement amongst the crew. Morgan then broke the crew into three groups and instructed them which parts of the markets Gin's men would be in. Morgan then wished the group good luck, and promised that if they did win, he'd buy everyone a drink. This of course caused the group of men to laugh and applaud; now having a new incentive. As the group began to exit the ship, Nero grabbed Molly's arm, holding her back as the rest of the men filed out ahead of them.

"Are you sure about this?" Nero prodded.

"Yes. This is the only way we can do this. Just trust me would you?"

"I do trust you. I just don't want my brother to skin me alive when all of this is over."

Molly laughed. "Nathan's got to deal with me skinning him first before he could ever get to you." Nero shook his head and chuckled as she strutted down the ramp. He followed after her as they went after the group they'd been assigned to. Molly had instructed Nero that they would fight alongside the crew for as long as they could, and then would find a time to break away.

The group slowly and quietly made their way through the deserted town towards their targets. The sky was just starting to get dark, making an easy cover for the group. Each member was dressed in their coats, hoods over their heads. Molly distantly thought of how strange they would've looked in any other place, with everyone wearing a cloak or a hooded coat. People outside of this place would think they looked insane. But here, they blended in. They blended into the shadows that surrounded them, embracing the darkness quietly. Molly's fingers curled around the pistol in the holster at her side.

They moved hastily up the hill towards their section of the market, and paused briefly as they watched for their targets. They crouched in some nearby bushes as they waited for Gin's men to make their rounds of the area. It was only a matter of time before they would show up, as it was only a few minutes until their scheduled run. Molly and Nero crouched near the back end of the group. Molly's heart pounded in her chest as they waited, Molly was almost afraid that everyone would be able to hear it. She tried to slow her breathing as she looked over at Nero. He looked almost as anxious as she felt, and she sent him a reassuring smile. He smiled back at her and nodded. He mouthed to her, asking if she was ready for this. With a smile, she mouthed back saying that she was.

Her thoughts drifted back to Nathan, and she silently hoped that he was doing alright. She had no doubt in his ability, as he was an excellent fighter, wonderfully skilled with his sickle and chain, and was highly intelligent. She knew his formative years of being a thief were likely aiding in whatever it was he was doing right at that moment. And even though he wasn't there with her, she mentally told him that she would show him that she was strong. She was going to prove to herself, mostly, that she could make it in this rough and tough pirate business.

Eduardo had been assigned to the group she and Nero were in, and he inched his way over towards them. He crouched next to Molly as they both continued looking out at the market, waiting. She hadn't told Eduardo her and Nero's plan, but when Eduardo turned his head and his eyes met hers, she knew that he was suspicious of what she was going to do. His intense glare made her cheeks flush, and she had to look away. She simply shrugged her shoulders sadly, unable to say anything to him. Unexpectedly, he reached up and placed his hand on her shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze, his eyes still firmly on hers. He was worried about her, Molly knew that. And she appreciated his gesture, knowing that he would likely never do such a thing again. She reached up and squeezed the hand on her shoulder, shooting him a small smile. He nodded in acknowledgement and turned back to watch.

A few short moments later, and right on time, Gin's men made their way up towards their section of the market. There was quite a number of them, almost more than Molly had expected. But she knew that they still easily outnumbered them, and continued to wait patiently. With a sack in hand, the group of men went from vendor to vendor. The vendors would toss in some money, and the men would move on to the next station. Molly's group waited patiently as they went from station to station; taking their time and making sure they got as much money from each vendor as they possibly could.

As they reached the very last station on the street, the men shook their sack victoriously, pleased with their proceeds for the evening. It made Molly's stomach turn at how these men could take advantage of all these people, stealing their money just about daily. But she knew that they were all doing the right thing in what they were doing, and the people of this town would soon be free. She could faintly hear them bragging about how they were going to spend their portion of the money later. Molly's group exchanged looks with one another, and they all nodded. It was time.

Jumping from the bush, the group ambushed the men. Catching them off guard, the men dropped their sacks and scrambled for their weapons. The vendors nearby quickly gathered their belongings and ran away. Molly leapt from behind the bushes alongside everyone and pulled her pistol from her holster, cocking the gun as one of the men rushed at her. She pulled the trigger and watched the man collapse to the ground. Moving to step over him, something under his shirt tail caught her eye, causing her to stop and look down. She quickly rushed to his side, pulling a pair of daggers from behind the man's back. Twirling them in her hands, she admired the daggers for a brief moment. They reminded her an awful lot of a pair of daggers she'd found at her and Nathan's cabin a while back. Definitely not as old looking, and in a lot better shape, but similar design. She tucked them away in her holster. She'd definitely be using those later. She stepped over him and ran forward.

She heard another shot fire not too far away, and she looked over at Eduardo fighting off one of his opponents. He spun around and elbowed one man in the face, and kicked him over, sending the man sprawling to the ground. Molly picked her pistol up, aimed, and fired at a man who was rushing Eduardo from behind. The man fell over and Eduardo looked over at Molly, and then back at the fallen man behind him. He smirked at her, and rushed forward at another man.

Another man rushed forward towards her, and she kicked her leg up, sending the man reeling as she quickly reloaded the gun. As the man recovered and went for her again, she pulled the trigger and fired again. He fell over onto the ground with a loud thud and she ran forward, looking for Nero. The group only had a few of Gin's men left to handle, and she needed to grab him so they could slip away before anyone noticed. A few more men ran at Molly, but she managed to shoot and hit all of them, knocking them over onto the ground. Hearing her gun click, Molly realized she was out of ammunition for the time. She shoved her pistol back in its holster and ran towards Nero.

She saw him clashing swords with one of the men just up ahead, kicking his leg out to trip him. Molly instinctively grabbed the daggers tucked away in her holster and pulled them out. Nero lifted his sword up to strike the man down, but the man quickly kicked out, tripping Nero to the ground. The man swiftly jumped to his feet and grabbed up his sword again. He went to hit Nero when Molly ran up behind him. Using one of the daggers, she slashes out, knocking the sword out of the man's hands. He spun around, anger gleaming in his eyes, and ran towards her, pulling a knife out of his pocket.

He slashed his knife out, but Molly used her daggers and blocked the blow. She could hear as the two metals clashed, and pushed back against the knife. The two of them fought, clashing knife and dagger against one another in some sort of dangerous dance. Molly wasn't sure how she was able to do what she was doing with the dagger, but she just hoped she could keep it up. Over and over again, the dagger and knife clashed against one another, clinking together. She ducked as he slashed at her head, and brought the other dagger forward to slice at the man. He jumped back to avoid the blow, but Nero, who had recovered and was back on his feet, sliced at him from behind. The man slumped to the ground, groaning as he did so.

Molly panted as she tucked the daggers back in her holster. Nero looked from the man at their feet to Molly, raising an eyebrow at her. She was too stunned to say anything to him at that point. She had no idea that she was able to do that with daggers. She'd barely had time to think when it was happening, it just happened so quickly and it just seemed almost like second nature to her. Molly nodded her head towards the dark alley they had decided to slip away from the group in, and hurried down the street as the rest of the group continued to fight. Nero followed her shortly after. They darted around a corner and ran towards the place Nero had told her that Gin was hiding out in.

"What was that?" Nero called out at her.

"What was what?"

"That! Since when did you get good with daggers?"

Molly laughed, panting as they ran. "I didn't know I could. I mean, well, I might have messed around with them when Nathan and I lived in our cabin, but only when he was out working. The previous owner had left a set behind when they'd moved, and I just happened to find them. I practiced doing some stuff with them, but I was just horsing around, I didn't know I could actually do anything with them."

Nero chuckled. "Well, from what I just saw, you're pretty good. And with some practice, you could be sensational with those things. Could probably beat the crap out of Nathan in a fight with his sickle if you wanted to." Molly laughed as they rounded another corner and disappeared into the night.