a long time ago in a plain field with a big cave and mountain behind the cave, where now sits Mexico, Puebla there was a ragging battle between the good and evil. El Diablo and an angel. a warrior for Jesus sent to defeat El Diablo and earn his wings. This battle has been going on for decades, no centuries and on this day it was going to end for you see El Diablo had a trick up his sleeve but little did he know it would fail.
as the sun rose to where the earth meets the sky both El Diablo and the Angel got ready for the last battle.
''oh tiny little Angel why waist energy on trying to beat me when you can just simply leave?''
"Well Diablo if I just left, all of my efforts would have gone to nothing and I wouldn't earn my wings"
El Diablo gave a cheeky smile thinking he has his trap set, El Diablo quickly made his second move before the Angel got a step ahead of him.
"Well if wings is what you desire then you should have told me I can give you a pair as big and strong as mine"
The Angel just stood and nodded quickly catching on to what El Diablo was trying to do so he played along. He stepped closer to El Diablo and agreed.
" then it is settled Diablo please give me wings, big and strong as yours"
"then follow me little Angel in the cave where I can give proper wings, see newly made wings will crumble in the early sun"
they both walked to the cave El Diablo making sure that the Angel went in the cave first, from behind his back El Diablo made sure to hide the chains he was holding. El Diablo was going to trick the Angel and chain him to the cave, these chains were immortal chains they never rust nor can be broken by anything. The Angel walked in ready for the trickery of what El Diablo was going to pull
" just stand still while I get the potion for the wings prepared"
just as El Diablo said that the Angel moved quickly and took the chains from El Diablo and ran around him chaining him up in a bundle of chains all but his wings. The Angel chained one of El Diablos wings then the other to a big and heavy bolder and ran out of the cave quickly. El Diablo struggled against the chains, screaming out loud
"YOU TRICKED ME TINY ANGEL'''' yes but it was you who brought the trick to your self''
El Diablo kept struggling and screaming , but each time he screamed and struggled the earth trembled and broke apart and when he got angrier the trembles got worse and bigger. and he only time when El Diablo got mad is just once every year the towns folk would go to a church passing the very cave where he is chained in a long walk to the church but worth it to see the brave Angel with beautiful pure white wings flying around making sure El Diablo wouldn't escape. That is how earthquakes were made and get more and more dangerous each year.
