F1V3

The Beginning:

Five was activated. The metal joints made an uneasy noise as she tried to move. This was the first time she'd felt all these feelings, she had a core, a brain. Looking down mesmerised by her own body. She opened her empty hand and lifted up gazing at it, like a new born opening there eyes for the first time discovering the world around them. She noticed the small smile on her wrist , like a tattoo. Instantly she knew that it was from Dream. His mark. Without even meeting him she knew he was the one she served. Noticing the ancient leather book in her other hand, she examined it. Blowing the dust of the top of the cover, the engraved number five appeared.
This was her mission. Her plan. What she needed to do. Flickers of blue spoke through her eyes, then they went back to rural colour it was before.

Opening the book to the title page, she read:

5
Fate is in your hands now...
- D

The motherboard that sat in her brain busy at work. She turned the next page to see the coordinates of a location, name and one simple sentence. Nothing else. Just that. She knew she had to find this person. Yet didn't know who it was. The page read:

-80, 71, -2460
Technoblade:
He owes me a favour.

With that she set out, the weathers were harsh on the way to this location, it began to get very cold. However Five didn't feel the cold. All she wore was a black body suit that tightly stuck to her figure. The only parts of her exposed to the weather were her hands and her head. However like I said she didn't get cold. She was nothing but a computer in a case that looked like you and me.
The journey felt endless. A journey that no human could ever make alone. Without any stops Five just continued on.

Snow was thickly covering the floor by this point, reaching her shins with every stride she took.
Dream had designed her suit to be Suitable for any weather: water proof, fire resistant, impenetrable.
On the left side of her upper chest laid the code 'F1V3' just some letters and words that gave this robot an identity.
Getting heavier the snow fell with force now. Five lifted her arm the block the snow that got in the way of her vision.
In the faint distance she could make out a small glow. Approaching this glow the outline of a small wooden cabin stood deserted in the middle of this icy storm. A stone chimney breaking through the spruce wood roof gently releasing puffs of ash and smoke that blended out with the darkened sky.
She grew close to the house, took a pause, then continued up to the snow covered door. Lifting up her arm edging to knock, before she could, her head shot round.
A man stood behind her, he himself rather shocked that the girl sensed him there. The man was known to be rather stealthy himself. He had pale skin however he was surrounded by Luxurious ruby red suit, sitting on his shoulders a extravagant robe matching the clothes underneath. Candy floss hair that went all the way down the tall figures back, neatly braided. Perched on top of his head a crown, covered in diamonds that would shimmer even in the darkest of places. Covering the lower half of his face a mask, it was an animal, slightly stained red in certain places. A pig, with tusks. They looked sharp, deadly. Dark blue eyes staring back at her, she could sense the anger and power this man held just in a single gaze.

They looked at each other for a while. Five knew he was deciding what to say. He's never met this girl before, nor seen her in the lands around him. How did she find him? Why did she find him?

He cleared his throat.
"Who are you?" He fearlessly said, his piercing eyes fixated on hers.

Five knew she needed to introduce herself. She continued scanning the man, evaluating him. The silence between the two was deafening.

"Who are you?" He was getting angry now as he towered over the smaller girl.

Five opened her mouth ready to speak. To introduce herself. She was Five.

"Dream." She said in a eery tone. She wasn't Dream, he may have invented her. Why couldn't she say her name. She tried to. How come she said Dream?...