Natural Disaster

"Looks like rain."  Two Mexican surfers looked over the gulf at the dark storm clouds rolling in from the east.  There had been news of an oncoming hurricane, but it wasn't scheduled to come in for another few days.  Unbeknownst to these poor surfers, Hurricane Cristobal had picked up speed and was upgraded to a Category 5.  Out of nowhere, the hurricane appeared, almost as if it knew exactly where it was going.  It appeared to be making a beeline straight for...the San Martin Volcano.

Because the volcano had been dormant for hundreds of years, small villages built up around it, living in blissful ignorance of this fateful day.  As Cristobal neared the coast, a strange thing happened...any animal within 20 miles of the San Martin Volcano started running inland, as if they knew something terrible was about to happen.  Villagers everywhere saw this strange event and wondered what could be coming.  They would soon find out.

As Cristobal rushed closer to the coast, it triggered a fault line.  Plates slid past each other quickly like two fat people squeezing by each other in the aisle in the grocery store.  This unclogged the conduit of San Martin Volcano starting an eruption.  Lava erupted from the volcano with a blast.  As this is happening, Cristobal finally reached land.  As some hurricanes do, Cristobal spawned tornadoes, like minions sent out to do his bidding.  One headed for the erupting volcano.  Somehow, the tornado made it up the volcano, heading straight over the crater and lava flow.  Amazingly, the tornado began to pick up the lava, swirling it around in a cyclone of lava.  Thus, the lavanado was born.

The fearsome lavanado made its way down the mountain toward the city, leaving a path of firey destruction in its wake.  It was as if a herd of rampaging buffalo had passed through. Only those buffalo were made of lava. And, also, were rotating at approximately 150 mph.  Villagers ran for their lives at the sight of it.  Even the strongest men wept and cried for mercy to any god that would listen.  But none were spared the wrath of the lavanado.

Tales of the lavanado's destruction would be passed on from generation to generation.  As time passed, the story slowly turned to legend, until no one actually believed in the existence of the lavanado.  So they live in peace, not knowing, that at one moment, the conditions could be right again...for the lavanado.