He woke up frightened and shocked, looking around trying to remember what had happened and then he looked down. He had large spot of blood on his shirt, and the he remembered about the mugging. He was in a dark room made out of stone which was hold together by sandstone columns and were lit by torches, he looked around the room and then
-Were the fuck am….Wow
Standing before him was a statue made out of pure steel, iron, and silver, it had all the features of a man except for it head, it had a glistening falcon's head, and around that statue was a cloak, it was white and didn't have any traces of dust, it was soft like silk yet hard like chainmail, the boy wondered how he had survived his attack and headed for the statue, then it hit him, the rock he had picked up at the museum! That statue represented the god Khonshu, deitie of the moon, vengeance and justice, he picked up the cloak and put it on
-Wow, it fits perfectly
-It was made for you
-What! Whose there show yourself!
-I am in your mind you fool
-Who are you and were am I?
-I am Khonshu, Egyptian God of the moon and you're in my chamber, you're lucky I chose you, because if I hadn't you would be a rotting corpse in the streets of Paris
-You chose me? What for? And what do you want with me?
-I chose you because you have all the compatible needs to be my avatar
-An avatar? No I don't want to be a blue cat alien!
-An avatar is a warrior sent in by the gods to do their will, in your case, you will be my avatar, and you will bring justice to this city,
-Wait I have to obey everything you say!
-No not always, but you will be granted the equipment needed, and you already show signs of superhuman strength and reflexes
-But why me?
- Because you died with my stone and you freed my spirit from imprisonment and you shall become the guardian angel this city deserves!