I got this idea from wizardartist44's oneshot, My Last Thoughts of You. It was really good and then I decided to do it with WizGato. Enjoy!

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I am not afraid for myself. I am afraid for my partner, Kari. I’ve been standing in front of her, as if that somehow would be enough to protect her and keep her safe from Myotismon's wrath. Everyone has tried to help and defeat him, all have been defeated. Even Wizardmon, who I think is now down for good after being blasted into a wall. Just moments ago I was filled with joy, so happy to see him alive. Then, with only one attack, he was gone. Now I felt only fear, anger, and sorrow.

“Are you done yet?” my former master asks with a drawling voice. “I’m bored.” He grabs the ends of his cloak and crosses his arms over his chest. I tense and get ready for the absolute worst. “GRIZ-”

“HAND OF FATE!”

Myotismon falls to one knee and grits his teeth. I watch Phantomon’s data break apart and I allow myself to relax just the slightest bit. Angemon said something to Myotismon, but I am not listening. My eyes are on Myotismon’s face. He has beads of sweat rolling down his face and he seems to be trembling from the pain of the Champion's attack. But he is smirking. Smirking.

He has one more trick up his sleeve! I think. I guess… I guess… I guess this is it… I just hope Kari can survive this… The image of Wizardmon, my dear friend, being blasted into the wall flashed before my eyes. What am I thinking?! If I give up… everything that Wizardmon did for me… for Kari and me… will be for nothing!

Myotismon speaks again, his eyes on Angemon. Then he turns to us. I glare and wait, still remaining in front of Kari. “GRIZZLY WING!” Gasps are heard and I hear Tai call his little sister’s name. Everything is going in slow motion. I feel myself trembling. I am afraid of death. I don’t want to die! Not this way, at the very least. Then, a figure jumps in the way. Not jumped, flew and stood like a shield in front of Kari and I.

His hat flies into the air and is ripped to pieces so that there is nothing left but a few pieces of cloth. I can hear my own heartbeat in my ears, and steadily it increases its rate. My eyes grow wide and my jaw drops. Oh no… oh no… he falls backwards and tears begin to form in my eyes. Myotismon taunts him, though I have no time to attack him. I rush to Wizardmon with Kari at my side.

“Wizardmon! Hold on! Don’t leave! Don’t die!” Kari cries. Her eyes are already watering, though tears are already flowing steadily down my face. I am still trembling, from what I didn’t know. This all had to be a nightmare. Any second I’d wake up screaming in my bed at the castle, and Wizardmon would be right there to comfort me.

But no. Its actually happening. Wizardmon, my very best friend, was dying right in front of me and I could do nothing at all to help him.

Wizardmon turned his eyes towards me. Those emerald green eyes that were often filled with warmth were now filled with nothing but pain and sadness. “Gatomon… are you alright?”

He was asking about me?! ME?! He was the one dying! Why couldn't he, just once in his life, care about himself instead of others? Instead of me? I knew he meant well, but just hearing the pain in his voice combined with those words makes me want to collapse and sob over him, begging him not to leave me alone. But I fight back that powerful urge. “Y…you saved me…” I shut my eyes, not wanting to look into the pain-filled eyes. “I’m so, so sorry my friend…”

“You? Sorry? For what?”

He sounds purely bewildered. Had he hit his head when he fell? He was dying! And it was all because of me! Everything that had happened today was because of me! The human children taken captive, the destruction, everything! And now… this. I was losing Wizardmon. My beloved Wizardmon. I open my eyes. “I caused this! I pulled you into this mess!”

Wizardmon seemed to sigh a bit. “Gatomon… don’t be sorry. Please. I have no regrets. If I had never met you, my life would have had no meaning. I’m glad you and I were… were friends.” He smiles, trying to comfort me to some extent.

It didn’t help at all.

I didn’t want him to die! Yes, at points of my time with him I thought him a pest. A nuisance. Though it didn’t matter to him how much I yelled at him. If Myotismon ever whipped me, he’d always be standing nearby to nurse me the second Myotismon had his back turned. He even took some of my beatings for me. He had helped me remember everything. He brought me to Kari. He had saved my life. And I loved him. This was my last chance to tell him. “Wizardmon… I…”

“Thank you, Gatomon.” Wizardmon whispers, his eyes closing. He was trying desprately to keep himself alive. He was fighting for breath, which was easy to see.

“Gatomon… I love you t…” Wizardmon says to me, using his telepathic powers. But his message was cut short as he let out a gasp and went limp.

“Wizardmon… Wizardmon are you alright… Wizardmon… no… NOOOOOOO!” Kari screams. His data breaks apart and I hang my head. He was gone now. Forever. Suddenly I feel a surge of power and warmth rushing through my body. Kari’s digivice begins to glow and DemiDevimon drops it. Tai jumps up and catches it, then throws it to his sister. The warmth and power kept surging through my body and begin to change. I know what this is. It is digievolution.

Everyone gaps at my new form, but I ignore them. I glare at Myotismon. “Myotismon, you have tried to stop the mission of the digidestined, invaded the Human World, and worst of all killed my dear friend Wizardmon! Do you have anything to say for yourself?” These words were clam, as if I was a mother scolding her naughty child.

“Do you think I have to explain myself to the likes of you? No puny angel will stand in my way!” Myotismon barks.

I grit my teeth as the anger runs through my veins. He was heartless. He killed my dear Wizardmon and he doesn’t even feel the least bit guilty? I should have known better. I raise my arms. “CELESTIAL ARROW!” A golden halo forms above me and Myotismon freezes, paralyzed by my attack. One by one everyone sends an attack of there’s into the halo. The energy mixes together and I hold up my angelic bow. The energy flies into my hand, forming a white arrow. I feel everyone’s power at my fingertips. Along with another’s. Only I seem to realize who had caused my evolution. And I feel his power in the arrow.

This is for you, Wizardmon. I thought. With that, I let the arrow fly.

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