Here's one more Angel Archetype shamelessly stolen from popular culture.  Perhaps her inclusion will inspire me to do one other.  It'd be a great use for the "Criminal" Quality.

The Preacher's Kid

Investigator

Attributes
Strength: 2 Dexterity: 3 Constitution: 2
Intelligence: 3 Perception: 3 Willpower: 4

Life Points: 41
Drama Points: 20

Qualities and Drawbacks
Nerves of Steel: 1, Attractiveness Quality: 2, Hard to Kill: 5, Artist: 1, Emotional Problems - Fear of Commitment: 1, Recurring Nightmares: 1, Screwed Up Adolescent: 1, Honorable: 2
       
Skills
Acrobatics: 0, Art: 5, Computers: 1, Crime: 1, Doctor: 1, Driving: 2, Getting Medieval: 2, Gun Fu: 3, Influence: 4, Knowledge: 1, Kung Fu: 1, Languages: 1, Mr. Fix-it: 1, Notice: 2, Occultism: 3, Science: 1, Sports: 2

Combat Moves

Maneuver	Bonus	Damage	Notes
Aiming (Gun-Fu)	6	none	Adds Sucess Levels to shooting roll
Dodge (Getting Medieval)	5		Defense Action.
Flamethrower (Makeshift)	4	See Notes	Fire.  30 points, all Fire then 3 points per turn until target out.  Item may explode. Flammable items ignite
Gunshot	6	Varies by weapon	Bullet Damage.  Ranged attack modifiers apply
Stake	5	4	Slash/Stab.
Through the Heart	3		X5 damage for vampires

Background on the Preacher's Kid
I haven't told too many people my story.  Who would believe me?  The ones I have, they ask me how I can still believe in God after what I've seen.  I ask them what other choice I have.  I've looked hell in the face, and I owe my life to a theif and murderer, but God brought me out of it.
 
And now I'm trying to do His work.
 
Rolling out of Mexico in an empty RV with no father, no brother, and a dufflebag full of blood money, I wasn't sure what to do.  I didn't feel like I could go home again.  What would I say?  Dad didn't have any other family, and Mom's people never had any use for us.  So I kind of dropped off the radar, staying in trailer parks, shopping late at night when I wouldn't have to deal with anybody.  But eventually I needed to /know./  Were those the only monsters?  Could I ever feel safe again?
 
I found some people who could tell me.  Turns out those weren't the only monsters.  But maybe I'll feel safe again one day.  They're teaching me to fight, and to hunt.  I turned up at a good time for them.  The last of the money I had was enough to bail them out of a tight spot, so they kind of adopted me.
 
So far, I'm strictly a "support" person, but give me a couple years and I'll be an mmm, mmm warrior of God.
 
Quote: "I've been in tighter spots than this.  Come back after you spend the night in a titty-bar full of vampires with only some bikers and the guy who kidnapped you for protection and THEN complain about how much trouble we're in."
 
Roleplaying the Preacher's Kid
Despite all you've seen and done, you're a remarkably good, hopeful person.  While the rest of your team is generally focused on smiting the forces of evil (and let's face it, that's a good thing to do), you're more concerned with helping out the innocent.  Whenever possible, you'll curb their baser impulses.
 
But when it comes to fighting monsters, all bets are off.
 
Suggested Equipment
Winnebago, Gun, Holy Water, Crucifix, Bible