Retribution

Early into the 24th centure man was on the verge of extinction. Before stellar colonisation, war loomed close on Earth as it's people cried out in their millions for food. Then, we were visited.
The Krellans came to our aid like avatars from the far reaches of space to teach us their way to live with ourselves in union.
With them, the Krellans brought a new wave of technology, unprecedented medicine, and best of all, the wisdom of peacee. Farming and agricultural needs were met and bettered with their help in our colonisation plans. No more would man starve or fight for an acre of corn.
Our new found friends slowly led us away from Earth and taught us the ways to perfect terra-forming techniques to solve our ever constant population and resource needs. Since the Krellans first made contact with man many new worlds have echoed to the sound of man's foot fall and we now stand at the threshold of the entire galaxy. In this, man's new hour we live as man was intended...peacefully.
The years is 2425. This is the golden age of man, a time of hope. But given time, any foundation can crumble.. The discovery of a strange life-pod was how it all started. Three days ago we picked up it's faint signal barely within the range of our scanners. What the hell was a Krellan life-pod doing way out here with a human passenger we asked ourselves. After all, we're on the outer-most fringe of colonised space, Federation Outpost Station Aphelion and a few scattered farming colonies on forsaken planetoids. We were more than curious. Having failed to revive the woman back to consciousness in our Station's med-lab, as Commander I gave the word to execute a Memory Scan. Hopefully we'd uncover the mystery from her brain patterns.
We did, but we learned far more than we had bargained for...

What is abandonware ?