The professeur pulled a bottle of chloroform from her coat pocket and quickly spilled it over a handkerchief. Reaching over and smothering his face, she chuckled. "No hard feelings, Monsieur Oowada, but my promise will not be broken."
She quietly laughed to herself as she watched him lose consciousness.
Quickly wheeling him into the academy, she locked the doors and brought him down into the academy basement. The shocked faces of all the subjects as they watched their captor walk past with yet another victim. Calling Nurse Kuma, they lifted the gang leader onto the table and strapped him down as tight as they could.
Junko bothered not with any form of anesthetics, pulled a medical mask over her nose, and begun to work right away.
Grabbing a chainsaw, she revved it up and started sawing his legs off. Once they were detached from the body she knew she has to work fast. Quickly grabbing a prototype of a robotic octopus they attempted to build together, she detached the legs and begun working on working his nerves, veins, and muscles into the wiring of the octolegs.
Of course, there was no way these legs could function without some sort of source. After what felt like days of rewiring his system, she started on his heart. This was a tricky move. She couldn't remove the heart fast, so work became slow. At this point, Junko had spent twenty-four hours on the biker's new body.
She yawned, getting exhausted from the lack of sleep. Adrenaline kept her going. Asking the nurse to get her a shot of energy, the bear slapped a needle filled with an adrenaline boost inside the professeur. Feeling the rush of energy woke her up, certainly, but it started making her work messy. The professeur-nurse combo pair started to work on replacing the biker's heart with an engine. She hummed as they worked.
Another fifteen hours went by before they could finally and successfully replace the heart with an engine. They didn't stop there, oh no. It wouldn't be fun if they stopped now. Junko wired a cord from a battery part of the engine that popped out his shoulder and a tiny USB slot resided there. Closing up his chest, she put a gas tank and a place to put the gas in through his chest. Humming, she secured everything in place and closed up his chest.
Her attention went back to his legs. Thinking, she called in one of the subjects. Subject 8, to be exact.
"Subject 8, respond." She ordered to the small boy.
"N-nngh..." Chihiro whimpered.
"Program his legs to form into a chair and wheels at the push of a button," Junko said, then turned her attention to Mukuro. "Summon Subject 16."
Mukuro disappeared into the subject corridor and returned with Subject 16, Souda Kazuichi.
"Make his legs able to turn into a chair and wheels." Junko ordered, not as friendly towards Souda as she was to Chihiro.
More and more hours poured into this. Junko left responsibilities to Nurse Monokuma and Assistant Mukuro as she took a nap in the next room.
Upon waking up, everything was perfect and in order. The professeur walked into the room and looked at him. A grin formed over her face as she pulled the medical mask down. "Now you're perfect..."