Mask of deception

It was cold that morning when I met it, the pokemon everyone was talking about.

I was in the ruins of some old castle, exploring.

I constantly explore the ruins and the nearby caves, it' a hobby of mine, exploring things.

That's when It appeared, A Yamask.
We didn't know much about them at the time, and so there wasn't any information on them.

I pulled out a pokeball as I sent out my trusted partner, a shiny Gardevoir.

"Ariana! use shockwave"

Ariana sent a bolt of electricity at the strange pokemon, paralyzing it as well as diminishing it's health slightly. I smiled to myself and threw a great ball at it.
I watched eagerly.

Once. Twice.. Three times.

Click.

The pokemon was mine!
I assume now your going to start thinking "and this is where the story gets bad, I bet she got attacked by that yamask"
Not true.

For many years, that Yamask and I traveled together, as partners and friends.

But..there was one thing I never understood, sometimes without warning or any triggers, my beloved friend would peer at it's mask and cry.
He would cry for minutes, or even hours at times, and I always felt helpless, finding that anything I did in an attempt to make him feel better would never work.

I never understood, and I always wondered if it was because I had captured him- perhaps he'd had a family?
But each time his fit of crying was over, he would cuddle up next to me, and smile.
He couldn't possibly be unhappy... could he?

During one of his constant crying fits, I examined his mask. It looked eerily like a human face, the face of a handsome young man, it seemed.


Just a few months later, they finally got the information on the pokemon.
I opened my dex, interested if it could shine light onto my Yamasks constant crying.
I will never foget the words that the pokedex spoke.

"Yamask. Classification: Spirit pokemon. Each of them carries a mask that used to be it's face when it was human. Sometimes they look at it and cry."

The dex's screen blackened, and the fire bounced off of my sleeping Yamask.
I... I was forcing something that had once been human to battle... I was forcing a human to do something... No... he wanted to do it, to make me happy... but this was wrong. I couldn't have him on my team anymore.

The next morning I awoke, and as soon as the day started, I apologized to Yamask again and again.
"I'm sorry Yamask... but you were once human. It... It's wrong for me to keep you"

Yamask cried out, and attached himself to my leg in protest, fresh tears streaming down his face. I foud myself crying as well

"I'm sorry Yamask. It isn't right"

With that I began to run, Yamask followed, crying out for me not to leave him alone again.
I continued running, determined to let him be free.
That's when it happened, the roots of a nearby tree tripped me, and I fell into a deep chasm.
I died, and now...

Now I too, am a Yamask.