Heart of the Fusion

By: Sevetenks, the Ultimate Fusion

Genre: General/Angst

Summary: A warrior who no one knows exists sends a message to anyone, so they will know there is a warrior out there, without a body but with a soul.

Hiya. Sevetenks here. You miss me? Well I've been working on a series of Valentines Day one shots when this popped into my head. I might do something similar for Vegito… In fact, I probably will. In the meantime, enjoy this along with the new chapter of Catalyst!

Chimon: PS: We own nothing in this fic, sides for the idea.


I am not a combination, I am not two into one. Yet I am treated this way, when I am made. Will I ever be able to have fun? Will I ever be free, instead of a tool?

I am Omnimon. I am not a fusion of two Digimon, two Digimon make me up. But I am a separate entity. I send this message out in the hopes someone might hear, and free from my prison. Where is this prison you ask? I am split. Half of my soul lies in one of them, half of my soul lies in the other. I can only hope someday I will get a single day to myself, and not simply fight for those who are weak. I was not born of DNA Digivolution, they are not separate entities like I. No one knows my pain. My suffering, my torture. I see life through the eyes of two Digimon, I see them find happiness, friendship and love.

Yet I will never experience these things, because I am a fusion. I am a combination. I am a tool, supposedly with no soul.

I was happy for the first time when I was summoned again, but what was truly terrible was what happened next. My worst fears and nightmares came true, when I lost physical form, and quite literally, became a weapon. The Omega Sword. I feel worthless now, if I am ever summoned again, I am sure that will be my fate. I will not even be able to fight on my own, but be a tool for those humans who do nothing for themselves.

If they knew, it would not matter. They would not sacrifice their partners, not even for an hour, to allow me a small amount of happiness. I was forcibly made, by two Digimon about to die. I wish they would, so I could go with them and perhaps be reconfigured into my own body.

If I ever get summoned again, I will do as they say. My captors do not know of my existence, do not know that I am living in pain. No one knows my suffering, and no one will ever know my pain.

This message you are reading will not do me any good, and chances are you have no idea who I am. This message, was for someone, anyone to know, I needed to do this. I need someone to know…

I have a heart.

I have a soul.


Poor Omnimon…Review please! ;) (By the way, YOU, the reader, was the one who recieved the message. Meaning no sequel maybe..., no heroic person going to free Omnimon, that's it.

Sevetenks, the Ultimate Fusion