Badfic Manor

Hello?

[Kid rides Beelzebub slowly through the foggy town. This isn't the mansion. He doesn't know where he is, honestly. He just woke up here.]

[He shivers in the cold, concerned that it's affecting him this much. He's a death god. Extreme temperatures never bothered him before. Well, except for that one week as a human student when the mansion became a boarding school.]

[...Oh, no.]

Please work. Please...

[However, Beelzebub doesn't rise obediently off the ground, simply rolling along like any human's skateboard.]

[Very not good.]

[At least Soul Perception seems to be working though the surrounding area is empty for the moment. Well, aside from something out of the corner of his eye, his skin crawling with a familiar feeling of fear.]

He's not here. You're just letting the fog get to you. He's not here, dammit.

[However, that doesn't stop him from continuing to look around worriedly, heart jackhammering against the inside of his rib cage. Who knows what's lurking in the fog?]

[The video feed flicks on to show a teenager with three white stripes circling the left half of his head. Oh, and he's also got freaky yellow eyes with two distinct irises. Hope that doesn't creep any of you guys out. Particularly since right now Kid's pretty angry.]

Hello. My name is Death the Kid. I would like to know who is responsible for kidnapping me and transporting me to such a hideous excuse for a mansion in the middle of nowhere. I should be home assisting my father, not here doing...whatever it is I'm supposed to be doing here.

Though I failed him. I'm sorry, Father, that you have to have such a worthless son.

I also would very much like directions to Death City as soon as possible.

[Very direct and to the point. Also, no shame at calling the mansion hideous. Clearly, he meant to say that and it wasn't simply the effects of honesty week.]