There wasn't a joint or muscle on Victor Creed's body that didn't ache. Of course it beat the alternative of being dead, but then he didn't remember that part so there really wasn't nothing to compare it to.

He pulled his motorcycle into the convenience store and filled the tank, then went inside to pay for the gas, three hot dogs, a soda and a pack of smokes. He could feel eyes on him as he went about his business. He was used to that. His height alone tended to draw attention. Once they saw his claws, they were quick to move their attention somewhere else.

Creed rode further down the Interstate until he came across a rest ara. It was as good a place as any to take a break. He found a table away from the overly energized kids allowed to free range after being cooped up in their parents' tricked out SUV.

The enemy of the Wolverine, Sabretooth, aka Victor Creed, is known for his love of the kill.  He is a well trained fighter in various forms of the martial arts as well as with weaponry, though he tends to rely primarily on his claws and his fangs.  Tall and powerful, he posses a regenerating ability that works at superhuman speed so that he can heal quickly, depending on the severity of the injury.  This healing factor also allows him to recover from poisons and drugs at a faster rate, and tends to make him resistent to diseases and illness.  His senses are extremely acute, from smell to sound, making him one of the best hunters and trackers in the world.  Though many see him as a brainless brawler, he actually is quite intelligent, a necessary commodity for a mercenary.