Year 1,001

As I sit here watching Weiss train in the vampiric art of hypnotic suggestion I can't help but think back to when I was just a novice vampire. Many men and women still desire to believe that their worst threat is the creatures of Grimm. Little do they realize they are wrong.

Almost a millennium ago, longer than anyone could remember, there was a time called 'the Era of Chaos'. It was during this era did man have the first confrontations with the Grimm. But they were not the only monsters they faced. Men also faced creatures that only emerged at night. Creatures that drew their power from the darkness. While they did not take the forms the Grimm took, they ranged from werewolves, vampires and shapeshifters. Werewolves are men and women whose very power is drawn from the full moon. They will attack any one, friend or foe. Some have learned to control the beast within, but with every full moon, the beast demands blood to be spilt.

Vampires, a race that I am a part of, are men and women who must drink blood to survive. Some have extraordinary talents like surviving in the sunlight, transfiguration, and hypnotic suggestion. These abilities however, are sustained by the blood they feast upon. I will write a future entry in regards to the subject of vampires.

The final classes of creatures are shapeshifters. There are two classes of these creatures. It is believed that certain Faunus may be able to tap into their inner animal so to speak of. The other is the blood cursed. Families of blood cursed may transform into a pre-determined monster by blood. The transformation may be invoked by strong emotion, such as anger or sadness.

Back on topic, these creatures had one thing the Grimm lacked. They had the uncanny ability to pass on their curses to others by means of a bite. Shapeshifters are the only exception to this. Many desire to end their own life once they find out that the curse is permanent. However, men soon found they could use their curses to their advantage. Soon, those who once considered themselves to be cursed men now considered them to be blessed.

With their new abilities, they used their 'blessings' and their skills as huntsmen to fight the Grimm. But soon, they realized their gifts could serve an even greater purpose. A group of vampires, werewolves and shapeshifters created an order to protect the innocent from all manner of monsters and beasts. They were known as 'The Order of the Nocturnal'.

The Order spread justice and lawfulness where ever they tread. Me and my brother were once members of this proud order. We helped combat the darkness. But, we were betrayed.

My own brother led a coup.

With my brother gone, he established his own order. To mock ours. He named it 'The Cult of the Red Moon'. Unlike us, they were willing to spill innocent blood to further benefit their goals. They even indoctrinated innocent people unwillingly to further their own agenda. Our orders engaged in a bloody war, to which man now writes off as a myth. Only two of our orders remain.

Me and my brother.

Now, man writes off Vampires and werewolves as sheer myth. But I have felt that my brother is alive, building his forces. He gives them the option to either join him or die. I fear his influence grows by the day. But as I sit here watching a young heiress train to be my apprentice, I remember a dream a saw awhile back.

I saw four warriors. All girls who are training to be the best in their craft. I see what may be their fates. A girl dressed in red, who will be cursed by the full moon's light. A girl dressed in black, a Faunus no less. She has yet to discover the true nature of her abilities. And a girl dressed in yellow, the color of fire. She may carry a curse of the dragon the spans back centuries. A blood cursed. A do not believe in fate, nor do I believe in coincidence. But I fear one part of my vision to be true and may have already come to pass. A girl dressed in white would become my apprentice. However, she must bear my curse. I do not yet know where the other three may come from but I fear that my attempts to save Weiss's life may have set a chain of events in motion that can't be stop.

If the other three are out there, they may need to help stop my brother. They may have to play apart in The Order. I will tell Weiss this. Though not now.

Vlad Helsing.

A/N: Yah! I'm not dead! I have been busy with school work and the holiday season, giving me not that much time to write. I appreciate all the favorites and follows and your patience. I have not come up with ideas for the next chapter; I am still in the planning stages. Please, be patience with me. I wrote this chapter as an experiment to see what you think of this idea. The chapter is a journal entry for Vlad, Weiss's vampire mentor. They severe as a way of telling the background story. Think 'World of Remnant' for this story. This chapter also has some foreshadowing if you squint hard enough. I will continue to write the story, but at a much slower pace. Sorry.

So, what do you guys think about Vlad's journal? Do you want to see more entries between certain chapters? Don't worry, RWBY's Adventures will continue. Do you think that I should continue the journal entries? Let men know.

As Always, stay awesome and Merry Christmas. Or Hanukkah, or Kwanza, or whatever holiday you celebrate. See you soon.