Long after our Galaxy came into being, there was a fight. The remaining Angels battled, one for his view of justice, and one for her life. In the end, there was a victor, but also a cost. All who witnessed the battle, or were even part of it, were left missing something. Some, a purpose, some a friend, and one, her mind. Despite her demeanor, the last Angel has become broken, and likely will never fully recover. However, there is hope, as there are people in her life who help, and who are completing her once again.
The string of fate will continue to be sewn, even if it is not apparent. Stories that seem disconnected, come together eventually, for that is the will of the Universe.
However, a greater evil looms over the Universe. With the last two bastions of its fear removed, the great Old One now can become free, if someone were to will it.
That however, is another story, for another time...