"Greetings sister." Mist said as she saw Blaze and Gar walking over.

 "Lets get this over with." Blaze muttered. Basha glanced at her sister, then back to Blaze with sympathetic eyes.

 "It is for the good of Hell Blaze." Basha said. Blaze remained silent, ignoring her. Gar sighed and followed them over to what looked like a coffin.

 "Climb in." Mist said, waving her hand, the top if the weird thing opening.

 "I'm going to put a strong magic on this. When you're freed, a protector will be made." Mist said when Blaze was sitting in the box.

 "For you, this will be only a few seconds, for us it will be the hundred years." Mist reassured.

 "I will wait." Gar said. Blaze kept her eyes locked with his as Basha closed the top and Blaze shut her eyes, hoping that she didn't return to something terrible...

 (This is short I know, just wanted to build it up :3)