Abernathy looks between Ater and the newly-transformed Makoto, then lets out a sigh. "Well...it's complicated, but you could say...that she's this mansion's current 'owner', so to speak..."
"Damn right I am. You people should treat me with more respect, since you're in my lair..."
From a mass of pitch-black shadows off in a nearby entrance to the room, a figure steps out into the light to meet Minako and the others. She looks like an ordinary 13-year-old girl, wearing a regular-looking girl's school uniform. Her hair is long and black, and her eyes are dark enough to look nearly black as well. She would seem totally normal...if not for the sinister vibe she gives off, and the smirk on her face.
"My name's Lavenshade." The girl introduces herself. "Penelope Lavenshade."
"The same name as the mansion..." Minako murmurs, a bit confused.
"Ah! Miss Penelope! Hiiiiiiii again!" Amaiyo grins, waving to the girl excitedly.
"So...you know Amaiyo, too." Minako turns her eyes back onto the new girl. "And also...you fit the description in the story. The original owner's younger daughter had a friend who looked just like you, apparently. Care to explain you connection?" Minako was getting slightly irritated as well, but she wanted to hold off on her own transformation for a bit longer, to see if she could reason regularly. Something told her this wouldn't go the ideal way, though....
"No, I don't care to explain anything to you people, because I'd prefer if you weren't here at all." Penelope retorts, keeping a polite tone all the while as she crosses her arms in front of the group. "I'll admit...I've been watching you, and I'm more impressed with you than the last group of stupid teenagers that wandered in here. Idiots, they were. However, they were all just straight-up living humans. You have outside ghosts, and now 'demi-fiends' on your side, it would seem. Hell, you even got Amaiyo here to be on your side. Not that such a thing is really hard..."
"Penelope, listen, we're only trying to help all of the ghosts here get free. And to do that, it seems that we have to investigate further into this mansion's history. If you could just cooperate-" Minako begins.
"-Yeah, I know all that. I've heard it all before." Penelope snarls back. "But I'm one of the few not trapped. I'm also the 3rd when it comes to people who know the most about what's going on, and the history of this place. Why won't I tell you anything willingly, then? Because you don't understand how much harm you'd be doing to everyone if you did actually get to the bottom of this. This place was turned into the soul-sealing place it is now for a reason. If you found that reason, and freed everyone...then it'd be over. It'd be over, and he would come back. Then my friend, that daughter you speak of, would be hurt all over again. I promised to protect her. No matter what. Even if that means imprisoning so many...I'll keep this place in check. If I have to drive you out of here myself, then I will." With those final words, Penelope's hair starts swaying a bit, though there's no breeze in the room to be found.
"...Miss Penelope..." Amaiyo frowns for once, and steps in between Minako and the secretive girl. "I'm sorry. You're a really good friend, but...I promised I'd help my new friends here, and promises are important, right? So..." She starts reaching for the knife in her front pocket, but Penelope only smiles, crouches down to the cat angel's level, and pats her head.
"It's okay, Amaiyo. I understand. Don't worry, we won't fight." Penelope grins.
"....Not in front of you, anyway."
Suddenly, her hair possesses a life of it's own, and takes Amaiyo by surprise, wrapping itself around her neck under her neck ornament. There's a sickening snap, and Amaiyo goes limp. Penelope stands back up, and uses her hair to carelessly toss the body aside.
"She'll be back in a little bit. I just didn't want her to have to distress over her friends fighting. Tch, if you can even claim to be her friends..." Penelope explains herself before anyone can raise an objection. "Now then...Sylena, Luxton, and Abernathy. None of you will interfere with this. Is that clear?"
"....Yes, mistress." Luxton and Sylena shuffle back a little from the scene.
"Why must it always be this way....?" Abernathy sighs, but reluctantly backs off as well.
"...I was hoping to reason with you, but I suppose that won't be happening this time around. Maybe we'll just have to beat the information out of you, then." Minako states as she herself is surrounded by a pinkish-red glow, and transformed into her own demon form.
"Heh. Fine then. It's a deal. Either I beat you out of this place, or you beat me into telling you what you wanna know, you destructive bastards." Penelope grins, now baring fangs, and her hair floating around now like restless snakes. She unfurls a pair of large wings that look to be made almost completely from darkness.