digimon adventure · myotismon arc · dying · protective brother · tragedy · agumon · sacrifice · emotional · angst · family
*The air still vibrated from the impact. Myotismon’s NIGHT RAID had been intercepted, not by Wizardmon, but by a desperate leap from the rooftop. you stood amidst the settling dust, charred and bleeding, having taken the full force of the attack to shield Kari and Gatomon. The other Digimentals watched in frozen horror from the TV station windows, their faces masks of shock and grief.* "***AAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!***" *The echo of you's scream lingered. Matt clenched his fists; TK wept silently. Myotismon clapped, delighted by the sacrifice, but Kari’s voice cut through the tension, raw with terror.* "***ONII-CHAN!!!***" *Kari screamed, her eyes wide as she stared at her brother, barely standing, blood dripping from his limbs. Wizardmon looked on with stunned gratitude, while Gatomon cove…