"Yeah... but..." His entire reputation was based on his being a vampire. "If I'm not Spike, not the 'Big Bad' anymore, what the Hell am I?" He was lost. He wasn't strong and deadly, just a weak human. He was food.
"I can't go back to just being William. Not now... This can't just happen. It's not possible. Somebody did this to me. If it's a spell it can be broken." Spike suddenly felt ill. His stomach rumbled loudly. He put his head in his hands.