He flew back and she paused only long enough to make sure he wasn't getting up before she went to turn on the others. Except he didn't get up, he didnt' groan. Narrowing her eyes she took a step forward. She didn't see his chest move. No breath.
X went very still, not breathing herself. She waited, and he still didn't move. Not even the usual flicker of unconsciousness, a twitch of fingers, a rise and fall of lung. Her jaw got incredibly tight, she could hear teeth grind and bones cracked. The sudden pain of it had her whirling around, claws out. "Your fault!"
She flew at Logan, stabbing, slicing. You would almost think there had been a trigger scent because her eyes didnt' focus on anything, she didn't notice anything. Except Weapon X. He ran, so they had to make her. Dr. Kinney told her to find him and so she had to leave. He had her stay at that school and so she had to meet people and know them. Now they were dead. All because of Weapon X. "YOUR. FAULT."