{Chapter: 251 How to Wake Up}
Top Floor of Hammer Industries Headquarters – Private Medical Wing
William's unconscious body lay motionless on a pristine white bed in the center of a sterile, high-tech room. His expression was peaceful, but his body radiated an odd warmth, almost like a dormant furnace beneath the skin.
Alice and Ada stood on either side of the bed, both women visibly worried, their eyes constantly shifting from William to the silent figure of the White Queen.
The atmosphere was heavy.
Finally, White Queen spoke, her eyes glowing with a soft green luminescence as she completed her internal scan of William's body. Her voice was calm, clinical, but tinged with concern.
"There have been significant changes within him," she said. "The two dominant cellular systems in his body—his T cells and Transformium cells—have undergone mutation. They've turned gold."
"Turned gold?" Ada echoed, brows furrowed. "What does that mean? Is that why he won't wake up?"
White Queen nodded. "Partially. The golden hue indicates a new form of infiltrating energy—likely triggered by exposure to extreme biological and elemental forces. But that's not the core issue."
She paced slowly to the edge of the bed, folding her arms.
"Normally," she continued, "Transformium cells concentrate in the bone matrix, while T cells circulate through the bloodstream, managing immunity and energy response. But now… everything is displaced. Both have scattered throughout his body, creating internal interference and preventing his biological systems from stabilizing."
"In other words, the cells are lost inside him?" Alice asked, trying to follow.
"Not lost," White Queen corrected, "but they're acting like rogue agents. Confused. They're attacking or merging with normal cells, and have seriously interfered with the ordinary cells in his body, Until we restore order inside him, he won't wake up."
Ada crossed her arms. "Can you fix it?"
White Queen let out a soft sigh. "I can try. I've already begun cellular guidance—directing the rogue cells back to their proper homes—but it's not easy. Those golden cells are extremely volatile. They resist manipulation."
"How long will it take?" Alice asked anxiously.
White Queen hesitated, calculating possibilities. "At the very least… six months. Maybe more."
"Six months?!" Ada's voice spiked with disbelief.
"There's no shortcut here," White Queen said, a bit sharply. "He pushed his body too far. This isn't just a coma—this is the aftermath of a biological storm. He burned himself out."
Alice gave a tired smile, though her eyes were heavy with sadness. "Then we wait."
Ada echoed her sentiment with a slow nod. "Waiting… is always the hardest part."
White Queen chuckled dryly. "And the most exhausting."
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Eight Months Later
The seasons passed quietly. Outside, the world carried on. News cycles slowly turned away from William, and the terror once associated with his name faded into rumor and distant memory. But on the top floor of Hammer Industries, the wait never ended.
Inside the private medical chamber, the air was still. Monitors hummed softly. William remained on the same bed—unchanged, unresponsive.
Ada sat beside him, dark circles under her eyes, her voice low. "It's been more than eight months. Not even a twitch."
Alice stood at the window, watching the clouds drift across the city skyline. Her expression was empty.
She turned slowly. "White Queen… what's going on?"
White Queen looked like she hadn't slept in days. Her mind is pushed to their limits. Months of channeling bio-guidance had taken their toll—even on her mind. It took her too much energy to get William's T cells and metamorphic cells back to their original positions.
"I'm frustrated too," she admitted. "The cells—both the T and Transformium—were restored to their proper regions more than a month ago. His system is stable."
"Then why isn't he awake?" Ada asked, clearly losing patience.
"I don't know." White Queen tapped her temple, thinking. "Physically, he's fine. But mentally… it's like he's still asleep."
Ada exhaled through her nose and leaned forward. "There has to be something we can do."
White Queen suddenly looked up, her eyes gleaming with an idea. "Maybe… maybe he just needs a push. A stimulation."
Alice perked up. "What kind of stimulation?"
White Queen grinned. "The kind only you two can provide."
Ada blinked. "Wait, what?"
White Queen turned to Alice. "Your T cells are highly compatible with his. Whenever your bodies are near, his energy levels react. And Ada—your elemental T-cells match William's five-elemental T-cells exactly. As they are part of the same thing."
Alice and Ada exchanged puzzled glances, a faint blush creeping up both their cheeks.
"You mean… you want us to do that kind of stimulation?" Alice said carefully.
White Queen smirked. "Exactly. Physical, emotional, and elemental closeness. It might be the catalyst his mind needs. A way to re-anchor himself to reality."
Ada's mouth twitched. "Is that your professional diagnosis?"
"Technically? No," White Queen shrugged. "But given how stubborn he is, a gentle nudge won't work. He needs something… deeper."
Alice and Ada stood in awkward silence, the air between them thick with tension. Neither of them knew what to say next.
"Are you seriously asking us to do that with him?" Ada's voice was barely above a whisper, her face flushed.
White Queen didn't even blink. "Yes, of course. If you want him to wake up anytime soon, you'll need to find a way to stimulate his mind and body. His cells respond to you two more than anything else. So do something about it."
The two women exchanged a long look. Embarrassment swirled in their eyes, and after an agonizing pause, they spoke at the same time:
"You go first."
"What do you mean I should go first?" Alice frowned. "You were the one who kept clinging to him the whole time. If anyone should start, it's you."
White Queen threw her hands up in frustration. "Oh, come on! You both need to go in—together. Haven't you two always followed his lead before? Just do what needs to be done!"
That struck a nerve. William had always taken charge, always made the decisions, always been the one to pull them in. Now that he lay unconscious, the idea of taking the first step themselves felt foreign… and a little embarrassing.
"You don't want to see him stuck like this forever, do you?" White Queen added with a disappointed shake of her head. "Your hesitation is... disheartening."
Alice's jaw tightened, and her voice turned resolute. "Fine. I'll do it."
"I'll help too," Ada added quietly, stepping forward.
White Queen's eyes briefly glowed with data-scanning light. "About time," she muttered, mostly to herself.
A hint of data flashed in White Queen's eyes. These classic scenes should be recorded.
As the two women began to undress down to their undergarments, they suddenly paused and looked toward the persistent young girl still watching them with curious interest.
Alice and Ada only took off their bras and underwear.
They looked at each other. Without a word, they both reached out, grabbed White Queen by the shoulders, and shoved her toward the door.
"Hey! What do you think you're doing?" White Queen yelped.
"You've guided us enough," Alice said flatly.
"Go take a break," Ada added as they locked the door.
"You can't just lock me out like—! Ugh, fine!" came the muffled voice from outside.
Inside, the two women turned to face one another again. For a moment, they both laughed at the absurdity of it all.
"Let's just get this over with," Alice sighed, though her voice held a hint of warmth.
"Right," Ada nodded. "Together?"
"Together."
They approached the bed and looked down at William. His body remained motionless, his expression peaceful—yet the power that once radiated from him still lingered just beneath the surface.
The two took off the rest of their clothes. "Yours is bigger,
As they removed the rest of their clothing, Alice glance at Ada's chest with some envy. "You know," she smirked, "yours really are bigger. Maybe that's why William always likes to suck it.—"
Ada's face turned crimson. "Don't start with that again!"
"Oh come on, don't act shy now," Alice teased, stepping closer. "After everything the three of us have been through, how many ridiculous things have we been done by this beast, have you forgotten? Now I'm just talking about it, but
you're blushing just because I pointed something out?"
Ada was a little angry and pounced on Alice, constantly scratching her. "You can laugh at me; I let you laugh...."
"Haha, haha, stop it, Ada, stop tickling..." The two women twisted into a ball.
Ada huffed, "Now remember, it's different when he's not here to distract us."
"Hah! Admit it—you miss his touch."
Ada grinned despite herself. "Maybe a little."
In a flash, she pounced on Alice, fingers tickling her sides. "That's for teasing me!"
The room filled with laughter as the two women tumbled onto the soft bed, their energy a mix of nostalgia, affection, and something deeper.
Eventually, they quieted down. Alice brushed a strand of hair behind her ear and looked over at William.
"Let's help him… together," she said softly.
Ada nodded, more serious now. "Yeah. Let's remind him he's not alone."
Alice smiled and said, "Okay, it's time to get down to business."
"Yeah." Ada nodded.
The two began to take off William's clothes together, and William's strong and perfect body was exposed.
Ada touched William's chest with her hand, "How do we do it now?"
"His thing is still soft, you can't do it even if you want to." Alice smiled.
"How can I make it hard?"
"You can try to use your mouth." Alice said with a sly smile, "I remember William likes you to use your mouth. Don't you feel sore in your cheeks every time you do it?"
Ada shouted, "It's not just me, you are the same."
"Then let's do it together now." Alice grabbed something on William's thing.
In the end, the two joined forces to bring William's towering pride to full attention.
"I still don't get it," Ada murmured, eyes wide with playful disbelief. "How does something this big even fit every time?"
Alice chuckled, brushing back her hair. "Please. Women push out entire babies. Of course it can fit. Doesn't mean it doesn't feel like you're being split in half, though. It's really too big, and it always makes women feel like they're dying. "
Ada smirked, eyes gleaming with mischief. She found an opportunity to fight back, "Funny, coming from the one who keeps screaming very loud for him to go deeper—faster."
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