The moon shone down on Unova, in the small quaint city of Straiton. Most lights were off save for a few buildings, one being the hospital where screams echoed through the hallways.
"That's it, one more push.", one of the nurses instructed to a young woman with pale green hair and a dark fair complexion. Another scream filled the room before it faded and was replaced with the cries of a newborn. "Congratulations ma'am it's a girl.", the nurse said as she and the other nurses in the room worked on cleaning the small, green haired child before placing her on top of the exhausted, new mother.
Despite how tired she felt, the woman gently cradled the newborn in her arms. shushing her in a gentle manner. "Shh, it's okay, I've got ya." she tiredly whispered. Rocking her child, she felt the energy drain out of her. She had known that she wouldn't have much time as a mother, her doctors have warned her about it, even more when she did conceive, that didn't stop her.
More time passed and soon she felt practically lifeless, still holding the small child in her arms, grip never faltering until the very end. Giving the baby a kiss on the forehead she whispered softly, "You will do just fine, my dear Snivy.", and like that she slowly fell limp, the loud flatlined beep the monitor attached to her woke the baby Snivy and attracted the attention of the nurses as they took her and futility tried to revive the lifeless body of her mother.
As minutes passed they had eventually given up, having no other choice but to sign Snivy into an orphanage as she had no father to care for her. They made no changes to her name, deciding it would only be fitting to keep the name her mother had given her. She spent her first few days of life in the hospital, carefully being monitored in case something went wrong before she was sent to a small orphanage in the same city and before being sent to a foster at the mere age of 4 with 2 other children a few years older than her. Though it wasn't long until they had to leave her. Leaving her alone in the care of a kind, purple haired lady named Delcatty and her husband Persian. Not that she minded, as far as snivy was concerned, they were her family.