Kal had stashed the two destroyer arms somewhere in the wilds of New Jersey. After he finished dealing with the Hulk incident, he picked them up on his summoned mount and rode it all the way to Malibu near Los Angeles.
Taking the keys from Happy at the entrance of Tony's home right next to his, Kal began to settle into his new mansion and to experiment with the materials Tony had given him.
*Ding dong*
"Ah, Happy. So... happy to see you," Kal greeted as he opened the door for the man.
"Listen, pal. That wasn't funny the first time. It isn't going to get funny the next ten times," Happy argued with a roll of his eyes.
"You got my food?"
"I do. And please ask someone else the next time you need something. I'm the head of security for a multi-billion dollar company, not an errand boy getting your groceries," Happy blurted out defiantly as he put two big bags on the counter in the kitchen. "At least get the rest yourself!"
"No need," Kal countered with a grin as a huge owl suddenly entered the house with two more bags in its beak.
"HOLY SWEETCAKES! That thing is huge!" Happy screeched in a high-pitched voice.
"Say hello to Whitewing," Kal introduced as the owl flew outside to get the last bag from Happy's car.
"I'm not saying hello, I'm moving to a different zipcode!"
Kal grinned, "Suit yourself. My owl's pretty nice, though."
"That's what my last girlfriend said about her cat, and that monster nearly scratched my face off! And your owl looks like it eats cats for appetizers!"
"Hmm, you're not wrong. I once saw Whitewing defend another owl's nest as she killed a whole pack of panthers," Kal reminisced out loud.
Happy's eyes widened comically, and the moment Whitewing came back inside the house, Stark's sidekick ran out and drove off. He didn't even question that panthers are usually solitary creatures that didn't come in groups. Or maybe Happy simply didn't know that.
"You got the meat for your meal?" Kal asked his feathered friend and the bird pointed a wing to the patio.
The elf started laughing the moment he saw what the owl had caught.
"You're gonna eat all that now? Or is it your food for the week?"
An indignant hoot was all he got as the duo stopped in front of the shark four times the size of Whitewing.
"Well, good job. Nice catch, my friend."
With that, Kal started to cook for the rest of the day since none of the pans in his home were big enough to fry a sufficient amount of shark. He'd have to give Happy a call to get some - maybe a nice big grill for an outdoor bonfire.
"*Now in an uplifting story from Long Beach. An owl of a yet unidentified species saved two teenage surfers at dawn this morning as it swooped down out of nowhere and caught a white shark that had been circling the two teenagers for over a minute. A bystander from a lookout tower managed to catch this unbelievable footage. Watch how the owl managed to lift a roughly four thousand pound shark out of the water like a sparrow that caught an earthworm.*"
Kal looked up at the TV he had turned on to look out for news he shouldn't miss and saw Whitewing in the footage as it carried the marine predator twice as long as the owl's wingspan.
"Guess you're famous, Whitewing," Kal praised with a chuckle.
The news crew had invited several 'experts' and almost everybody agreed that Whitewing shouldn't have been able to catch the shark, let alone lift it with its impressive yet meager wingspan compared to the shark's physique. Some were still trying to argue that the entire thing was CGI and part of an upcoming sequel for the Sharknado franchise.
"Heard that? Shouldn't have been able to lift it! Always knew you were special," Kal quipped and earned himself a bashful hoot.
— — —
Three days later, Kal had just finished the 'little healing experiment' Hill had dared him to try out. He was sure he had just made it so powerful people now owed S.H.I.E.L.D. or just Fury a huge favor, but he didn't mind much.
It turned out the Holy Light wasn't able to cure cancer. But it was able to nurse a man back to health who had undergone extensive chemotherapy, allowing for a second round of therapy without having to wait - which increased his chances to win the fight against cancer considerably.
The same was true for a small child whose radiation therapy had failed.
Curing viral infections was possible for every virus they had tested, even herpes and HIV. Curing bacterial infections worked, too, but it somehow managed to decrease the effectiveness of the host's immune system for a short while. The doctors were still trying to find out why. It was probably because bacteria were such a large part of a human's internal 'ecosystem' and his spells wiped them out - even the good bacteria. But that was something the doctors would have to understand themselves.
And just like he suspected, Kal was not able to cure genetical conditions. He was only able to alleviate some of the symptoms.
Full on amputations Kal couldn't heal either. Until he tried out the last resort a paladin had for these situations, 'Lay on Hands'. A small child who lost her leg in a car accident and was paralyzed from her waist down was once more able to walk thanks to him. That hadn't worked in Azeroth before, but Kal chalked it up to these earthlings being much weaker without mana coursing through their veins.
"What you can do is amazing! How are you not more psyched out about it?" Hill heatedly argued as she followed the elf into his house. She had taken care of picking him up and driving him home.
"I've seen a prophet of old raise a whole army back from the dead during our fight with the old god Yogg-Saron in Ulduar. None of what I can do with the light is impressive compared to the leader of the Draenei. Or even the other dedicated holy paladins and priests."
Hill stopped in her tracks for a moment as she bit her lips.
"That doesn't make it any less impressive to my eyes..."
The paladin shook his head but didn't argue back.
"Care for a bite? According to Stark, my food is orgasmic even to the human palette," Kal offered as he walked to the kitchen.
"You still call him Stark? After he gifted you a mansion? Is that how you do it in your culture?"
"You call every agent, including your boss, by their last name, too," Kal countered. "And I more than earned this house. He paid less than a smidgen of his earthly possessions for the gift of life... and the assurance of living next to someone who can rip him out of the grasp of the grim reaper with a wave of his hand."
"Fair point," Hill conceded as she sat at the counter. "What are your plans now?"
"Can't you people just make casual conversation without fishing for more information?" Kal asked with a tired sigh as he began to make dinner.
"You're too interesting," Hill countered with a sly smile.
"Flattery will get you nowhere, Agent Hill."
The two sat in silence as the agent watched every movement of the elf in the kitchen. Once he was done making a sumptuous steak dinner for them both, he put it on the counter and sat next to the agent.
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"Mmmmh~" Hill moaned after eating the first bite. She swiftly placed the back of her hand over her mouth and looked at Kal like a deer in the headlights.
"No worries, Stark and Miss Potts reacted the same," Kal revealed with a shrug.
"Miss Potts, she looked more radiant than before. Was it your food then?"
[Skill used: Cleanse Toxins]
"Didn't you notice that everyone I healed today had clearer skin? It wasn't just because they gained a little color," Kal offered after casting a spell on Hill.
"You really are a miracle," Agent Hill wondered as she took a deep breath. That spell just now was even more powerful than the one he had used on her in the Mariette penthouse, she argued inwardly.
"That's debatable. It's not a miracle if I turned all my talents into power with blood and tears."
Hill saw the grit and determination in Kal's eyes as they glowed a little golden.
— — —
"I swear I'm not going to use this to collect your DNA," Hill promised as she sat up in the bed and pulled the blanket over her exposed chest.
"You already have it. Romanoff kept her promise, but another agent before her took a hair of mine back in New York," Kal breathed out and put his palm on Hill's bare back.
[Skills used: Living Seed, Regrowth, Nature's Cure]
"Oh, wow," Hill breathed out before changing the subject back. "I haven't heard about that."
Kal just shook his head. Threatening them all to not investigate him would only get him so far. Of course someone would start looking into him a week into his stay on Earth.
"So, did they take a blonde hair or a green hair?"
Kal shrugged carelessly.
"Actually, I don't know. Haven't lost many hairs since I got here, and I didn't check if they changed with me once I change when they are not on my head."
"I see..." Hill absentmindedly whispered. "So, was that your way of telling me we're going for a second round before?"
Seeing her eager eyes, Kal reached under the blanket and softly grabbed the agent's toned, elastic ass.
"Aawwnnhh~" Hill immediately moaned loudly. "You're using your magic, no? That's unfair~!"
"Tell me again when your eyes aren't showing such eagerness for the pleasures of the flesh," Kal quipped and turned the woman over onto her stomach as he threw the blanket off the bed.
Hill tried to fight back a little, but she was hopelessly out of her depth when their sheer physicality was compared.
As such, Kal thought her movements were playful tries of wringing dominance in the bedroom back from him. Something Kal was all too eager to deny her as her arousal visibly and quickly increased.
With a soft, agonizingly slow push, Kal buried his hot member into Hill's waiting womanhood which elicited mewling purrs out of her that slowly turned to almost guttural groans by the time he was sheathed fully inside of her.
Smirking, Kal cast another Lifebloom on the woman, which built up even more pleasure in her as the sentinel drew his stiff manhood out of her and pushed it back in with what others would only be able to describe as a marital dance of epic proportions.
In no time at all, aided by the ecstasy added through the use of Kal's magic, Hill reached another blinding orgasm.
Hours later, their lovemaking was only broken when Hill's phone suddenly started ringing rather loudly.
Many other women would have taken a long time to recover after the work Kal had put her through, but Hill almost immediately snapped out of her blissful state and reached for the phone.
Once her short call was over, she apologetically looked at Kal and explained, "Sorry, I was called in."
"No rest for the wicked, huh? Freshen up in the shower, I'll gather your clothes from where it all started. I'll meet you downstairs."
Hill blushed but still hurried into the bathroom with a grateful nod.