AN/ Here is that little spirit epilogue I told you I'd add. I don't really own the Masters, but Calypso and Cedar are mine. Cedar is based on real people at school I have had and do have crushes on. Everything in Calypso's room are real things I have in my own room. I don't own PotC or LXG, other then my own copies of them on DVD.

I was exhausted. As soon as I arrived back in my own world I made a bee line for my private room. There I could relax and regroup before heading for the Masters' offices to receive my next assignment.

My room was a visual collage of my life. My walls were covered in posters and pictures; dissected cats and Garfield calendars, a glow-in-the-dark poster of the solar system, photos of my family and friends, and movie posters. I sighed contently and gazed at some of my other miscellaneous treasures, remembering the personal memories and stories attached to each item.

A tea set with purple fairies on the cups and pot.

Stuffed toy animals from zoos and amusement parks all over the world.

Dehydrated daffodils and roses.

Sea shells of many sizes, types, and colours.

Manitoban and Canadian flags.

A sparrow wind chime.

A mini Academy Award.

A green toy dragon festooned with "gold" chains.

Hand-made dolls I crafted out of wool.

A slate painted with orca whales.

A black, white and red clown doll with a china face.

A bald eagle statuette I hand painted.

An orca sun catcher I also painted.

A print of the flamingo from the Carnival of the Animals segment in Fantasia 2000.

A ceramic sea turtle.

A small kerosene lamp.

Oil burners.

An orange cat carved out of wood.

A knock on my door snapped me out of my trance. When I opened the door, my heart skipped a beat. There was another spirit standing there. His names were Cedar, Serro, Andrew, Rocko, and Zorroco. He had two other names, but for some reason he kept them a secret from me. It was always a game between us for me to guess what they were. He was one of my best friends, and I've had a crush on him for years. Call him my 'love interest' if you will. In my mind, I certainly do.

"Hi," I said, finding my voice. I looked directly into his blue eyes. He could change his eye colour at will. Cedar looked good with just about any shade eyes, but right now, they were blue. How blue were they? Just picture the colour you would get if you mixed robin eggs, copper sulphite, and a perfect summer sky. Yes, they were that blue.

"Hi," Cedar replied. "How was the Caribbean?"

I flashed a smile. "It was great! Very memorable."

"Yeah. I imagine working with someone like Captain Jack would be very memorable."

"Yeah," I agreed. "And not just because of that. I got pinned to the door of the blacksmith's shop by Will's sword and now I have a scar." I pointed to my breast bone, where under my shirt there was a small, vertical scar.

Cedar's perfect eyes went wide in concern. "What? Really? Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," I assured him. "It hurt like hell at the time though."

Cedar nodded. "Oh, yeah."

"But anyways," I said, changing the subject. "What are you doing now? Do you know who your next assignment is yet?"

"Yes. I'm doing that Spooner guy from I, Robot."

"Really? Cool." I know that story. Cedar was going to have a blast. He's much more experienced then me, having done at least five assignments to my two. "I hope you have fun," I said.

"Thanks." Cedar smiled and my heart fluttered.

"Hey, maybe one day you and I could work on a story together," I suggested. It was known to happen every now and then. Two different spirits would guide two different characters in the same movie.

Cedar mulled this over for a second. "Yeah, that would be cool." His eyes flickered. "Oh, I just remembered…Master Fox wants to see you."

I frowned. "Why would he want to see me? I just finished a Disney movie."

My friend shrugged. "Maybe he wants to give you another assignment."

I let a sigh escape. More work so soon? "Yeah," I agreed. That was the most likely answer.

"Well, I'd better go," Cedar said. "I'll see you around, Calypso."

"Yeah. Have fun in Chicago," I told him.

Cedar smiled. "I will. Bye."

"Bye." As my crush walked away I blew a hidden kiss to his back. "One day," I promised myself. "One day I'll tell him how much he means to me."

"But what if tomorrow never comes?" A voice in my head asked me.

"Shut up. That's just a Garth Brooks song."

"With a very strong message."

I sighed softly. "Well, it's not like I'm not going to get another chance to see him. I mean, we can't die or anything. We're spirits."

"But we're not immortal," the voice said. "We can't last forever."

I rolled my eyes. "This is wasting time. Master Fox wants to see me."

I walked out of my room, closing my door behind me. There was a small plaque on my door with my id number on it. I waisted no more time heading towards the Master's office. As I walked, the score from Pirates of the Caribbean echoed through my head. When I got to the office, the Master's secretary smiled at me in recognition.

"Hi. Just go right on in. Master Fox is expecting you."

"Thank you," I replied and entered the room.

"Ah, 426291, welcome!" the Master greeted me. He wore a warm smile.

"Thank you, sir," I said.

"What name are you going by nowadays?" he asked.

"Calypso, sir."

"Well, Calypso, come, take a seat." The Master gestured to a bean bag chair by his desk. I sank into it. "Tell me," he said, eyes smiling. "How was the Caribbean? I received glowing reviews of you from Master Disney. He wants you to do the sequels."

I couldn't help but grin. "Wonderful, sir! I would be happy to do the sequels. Thank you so much for recommending me to master Disney."

"Not a problem." Master Fox took a deep breath and let it out slowly as he spoke. "Now, I've called you back here to give you another assignment. Unfortunately, I'm unsure as to wether or not you will find it as enjoyable as Pirates of the Caribbean."

I sighed internally. Already I could feel my morale dropping.

Master Fox paused, tapping his fingertips together. "Tell me, have you ever heard of the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen?"

It did ring a bell. "Yes."

"Good," Master Fox said. "Because I'm sending you to their world."

He opened a file on his desk. I noticed that it was mine. I frowned slightly. He always seemed to have it, as if by magic. Master Fox began to write something in the file. "Your job will be to guide League member Rodney Skinner." He looked up at me. "The invisible man."

I nodded. I knew who Skinner was without the Master's clarification.

"Unfortunately for you," Master Fox continued. "You won't be able to fly."

My mouth dropped open in shock and protest, but I quickly closed it in respect. It was so unfair! I loved flying.

The Master noticed my reaction. "I know you won't like it, but I am going to make things easier for you."

"How, sir?" I asked.

"You'll have the power to see Skinner when he's completely invisible, if you so choose."

"That's good," I said "Considering I'm going to be his guardian, It's nice that I'll be able to see him."

"Right," the Master said with a slight chuckle. He crossed a 't' and dotted an 'i' in my folder. Then he closed it and handed it to me. "I'm sure you'll do a good job, Calypso."

I stood and took my file. "I will, sir."

"Are you going to use that name while you are there?"

"No, sir. I'll choose a different one."

"Ah, right, right."

As I turned to go, Master Fox spoke up again. "Um, One more thing. Would you mind if I sent another spirit along with you to look after one of the other characters?"

"No, sir. I wouldn't mind that at all."

The master smiled again. "Good, because that's what I might do."

I smiled and nodded, taking my leave. As I walked away, my thoughts churned in my head. If Master Fox did send another spirit, who would it be?

P.S. My birthday is on April 24. Now that I am officially finished this fic, it is my gift to my loyal reviewers and the rest of the PotC fanfiction world to celebrate it. Thank you for reading. Please review, and I'll see you at the third spirit fic!